Ten-year-old Song Si Ya glanced at the two of them with disdain.

"Bah, you heartless person, you just eat and can't shut your mouth? My grandma said, they are all ungrateful and won't let us talk to them."

Song Qiusheng asked, "If you're not allowed to speak, then why are you still coming to eat at our house?"

Song Wulang was also unhappy. "Fourth sister, you should be grateful to the guest you have visited. Harmony brings wealth. Let's eat first and talk after you are full."

This Song Wulang, even though he learned a lot of idioms from his father who was an accountant and was full of business knowledge, he was actually very cunning.

He would speak one thing to one person and another to another. As long as it was beneficial to him, he would kneel down and kowtow to others without hesitation and call them dad.

Song Jinxiu had been keeping an eye on this table because of Song Si Ya's malicious look.

She was afraid that Xiao Qiu would suffer.

These two kids used to bully Qiu Sheng a lot.

I remember that the original owner's mother occasionally gave food to Qiu Sheng, and Wu Lang would definitely snatch it away.

He also threatened Qiu Sheng: If he dared not give it to him, he would beat him. If he dared to complain, he would also beat him!

Half of Xiao Qiu Sheng's injuries were caused by these two children.

Otherwise, Wu Lang would be as fat as a tiger, while Xiao Qiu would be as small as a bean sprout.

Song Jinxiu originally wanted to keep Qiu Sheng away from the other children of the Song family, but she also thought about how there were so many people around, and it wouldn't be a good idea to keep him too close. She could only keep an eye on him at all times.

Song Wulang said, "Grandma asked me to find out how much money San Yajie has. Why don't you ask her and she'll tell you? You're eating at the same table with us men. Didn't you hear what Dalang said? Boys and girls over seven years old should sit at different tables. Do you understand the importance of sex?"

Song Jinxiu was speechless.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My grandma said she is shameless, so I won't look for her. Tell me, how much money do you have?" Song Si Ya pointed at Qiu Sheng and said bossily.

Song Jinxiu's smile froze on her face.

She walked over and asked, "Why? How much money my family has has nothing to do with you? Do you care so much?"

Song Si Ya was originally arrogant, but when she heard Song Jinxiu's words and saw her gloomy face, she suddenly felt a little scared.

This little sister San Ya likes to bang her head. Not only does she bang her own head, she also bangs her aunt's head until it's bleeding.

Her face flushed red from holding it in. "Grandma said you were shameless. Selling...otherwise, where would you get the money to build a house?"

Song Jinxiu narrowed her eyes. Although Song Si Ya didn't say it out loud, Song Jinxiu knew it wasn't something good.

This old lady Song loves to make up stories about others. And she often speaks without thinking based on her own imagination.

She actually disdains such people.

Besides, today was a banquet at home, so she didn't want to make a scene.

But the scene that Song Dashi thought of in his mind yesterday made Song Jinxiu hold her breath.

Who are these people? Not only do they occupy their houses, but they also want to drive them out of Songjia Village?

And there is Old Lady Song, who still wants to sell her.

Now she's still making up stories about her. Doesn't she know how important a girl's reputation is?

No, she knew that she was just a selfish and vicious old woman who would do anything to avoid her wishes.

Old Lady Song was so annoying, she was wondering how she could deal with her.

"You, why are you glaring at me? It was grandma who said you were shameless and that your money was not clean. You are shameless, and you still have the nerve to be mean to me?"

Song Si Ya could no longer bear Song Jinxiu's low pressure, so she shouted this sentence loudly, then ran away crying with her face covered.

She spoke so loudly that people at several nearby tables heard her. Suddenly, those who were already envious and jealous looked at Song Jinxiu differently.

"That's right, Sanya is so lucky. There are so many people in the village, how come she is the only one who saved the noble man's life?

So it is... Oh, the world is really going downhill."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Can you listen to what Aunt Shitou says?" Some smart people couldn't stand it.

"Why can't I just listen? That's her real grandmother. If it's not true, what kind of real grandmother would speak ill of her own granddaughter like that?"

"But there's no such thing as a grandmother kicking out a few children, being so cruel as to kick them out of the house and cut off all ties with their grandchildren."

Sister Xifeng curled her lips. "Well, if you ask me, there's no smoke without fire. Didn't you see how well-built their house is? It's one of the best in our village. They said it was a reward for saving someone, but why don't I believe it? What kind of noble person is worth so much money?"

"Hey, are you done yet? Don't you know what our own child is like? I know you have a grudge against Dazhu Niang, so why are you making up stories about the child too?"

"Did I make that up? Didn't her grandmother say that? Even if they break off the relationship, it would still be like breaking bones and connecting tendons. If you ask me, this San Ya is not a good person either."

Song Jinxiu laughed angrily.

"Whether I'm a good person or not is none of your business, but I know you're not very good, because I heard Stone Milk say..."

She lowered her voice and said, "She said you were not disciplined at your mother's house. You married with your child, and your daughter didn't even know whose child it was."

"What? Did she eat shit? She's lying with her eyes open? I'm going to tear her stinky mouth apart."

She did get married with a child, but the child was her husband's. She didn't expect this rotten-hearted guy to spread such gossip about her.

Song Jinxiu looked at Sister Xifeng and said, "When we were still married, your chicken ran into her house and knocked over the vegetable basket. She scolded your chicken for being just like you, hanging around and flirting. She said you stayed up late at night and went to the big locust tree to date a lecher."

"Ah, she's full of shit, this damn bitch, I'll never let her go." Sister Xifeng jumped up and down and was about to settle the score with Old Lady Song.

"Aunt, she also said that you are a jinx, that you will bring bad luck to your husband and children, and she advised the neighbors to stay away from you so as not to be contaminated by your bad luck. She said this to Third Sister-in-law and Grandma Fanhua. If you don't believe me, ask them."

Song Jinxiu's words were so convincing, how could anyone not believe it?

She had long suspected that the old woman had spread the word, and now that it was confirmed by her own granddaughter, she would be unworthy of her nickname "sharp tongue" if she didn't seek revenge.

The men were still drinking, and the women and children at the table were basically full.

Seeing that Sister Xifeng and several other women were angrily looking for trouble with the Old Song family, they naturally followed them to watch the fun.

Song Jinxiu looked at the aunts and sisters who had just spoken ill of her and walked away angrily.

She snorted coldly and curled her lips, "Hmph! If you want to fight me, I don't even need to do it myself. I'll just divert the trouble away. You guys can just go and cause trouble on your own."

She didn't care what happened at Old Song's door; she was busy washing the dishes.

Song Jinxiu hated washing dishes the most, not to mention that there was no detergent here.

But the ancients also had their own wisdom, and they could wash very cleanly with a handful of wheat straw wrapped in wood ash.

As Song Jinfang packed up, she said worriedly, "Sister, if grandma knew you were the one who spread these rumors, she would definitely come and cause trouble."

Song Jinxiu wiped the sweat off her face and said, "Even if I don't say anything, she won't let us go."

Xiao Qiu Sheng clenched his fist and said, "Don't be afraid, Second Sister. We live at Second Grandpa's house, she won't dare to make trouble."

Qiu Sheng was right. They didn't come to make trouble. He was just waiting to deal with them when they left the headman's house and moved into their own house.

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