My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

As for the younger brother, he simply didn't listen to her arrangements and always questioned her: "Big sister wasn't like this before."

The younger sister got angry and yelled, "Why don't you go pull the eldest sister out of bed and ask her whether she should listen to me or you?"

The younger brother was so angry that he threw up his sleeves and quit.

Mrs. Zhu was probably getting old and confused. When asked to serve food to the second sister, she just put the bowl at the door of the room without going in or saying a word, causing the second sister to go hungry for an hour!

It’s really, really difficult.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhu ran over in a panic and said in a low voice: "Wan girl, Wan girl, something happened to Xiao An, you should go and see..."

"Ah? What's wrong with me?" The younger sister was startled and got up quickly for fear of disturbing her elder sister's sleep.

Mrs. Zhu pulled her out and said, "Xiao An went up the mountain to collect firewood this afternoon. For some reason, he got into a fight with another child and pushed the other child down the hillside."

The younger sister's eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but curse, "Didn't Big Sister tell us long ago? We don't have to worry about firewood anymore! He has so much free time, can't he just feed the chickens and ducks?"

In fact, Aunt Jin was worried about Si Muyan and worried that the family would have a hard time in the future, so she asked her younger brother to collect firewood when he had time.

What if I can’t continue selling porridge? Where will I get the money to buy it from those kids?

Mrs. Zhu was not sure what to say, so she just said, "The child's injuries don't look serious, but Zhang Mazi's youngest son, Sihu."

Zhang Sihu?

The little sister's heart sank. It was okay for other people, but Zhang Mazi was not someone to be trifled with. When he was drunk, he would beat people, not only his own wife and children, but also outsiders.

Moreover, the entire Songji Village knows what kind of person Mrs. Zhang is. She is the kind of person who will never give in and will never argue unreasonably.

Zhang Sanhu and Zhang Sihu had always been at odds with me before. I don’t know how many times we had fought. It was a headache every time they came to my house.

But it was my eldest sister who handled this matter before.

The younger sister thought about it carefully, remembering how her older sister had handled similar situations in the past. First, she'd preemptively scolded her younger brother—after all, she'd pushed someone, and the Si family had to make their stance clear. Then, she'd make her younger brother apologize, and finally, pay compensation to settle the matter.

I just hope that bitch Zhang doesn't get too aggressive.

The younger sister hurried out and followed Mrs. Zhu to the big tree at the entrance of the village, where there were already quite a few people gathered.

She saw Aunt Jin standing in front of her younger brother at a glance. Her younger brother's face was full of indignation, and he glared at the person in front of him fiercely.

If Mrs. Zhang hadn't been stopped by someone, she would have rushed over to Aunt Jin.

When the younger sister saw the younger brother's look, she felt a surge of anger!

You are such a good guy, Si Jingan. Even though your family is in such a bad state, you still go out and fight with others. It’s really true what the saying goes - a dog will always eat shit.

She thought that after the second brother passed away, the younger brother knew the difficulties of the family and changed his previous bad habits.

The younger sister strode forward, squeezed through the crowd, and started yelling at the younger brother: "Little brother, have you gone out to cause trouble again? I heard that you pushed Sihu down the hill?"

The younger brother looked at the younger sister in astonishment, tears welling in his eyes, but he didn't let them fall. He just said stubbornly, "I didn't, it wasn't me!"

"You're talking nonsense! You're really a jerk!" The younger sister rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward. "You're quite brave! They were just collecting firewood, why did you push them?"

Mrs. Zhu was startled and quickly grabbed her younger sister: "Wan girl, please don't do that. Xiao An is grown up now. You can't hit him anymore."

"He deserves a beating!"

As the younger sister spoke, she was still so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she didn't take action in the end.

She was not the eldest sister, she had only been in charge of the household for a few days and could not control the people at home, so she could not bring herself to do it. She thought bitterly in her heart, you wait until the eldest sister wakes up and see how she beats you!

Then he went to see Mrs. Zhang again, put on an ugly smile, and said reluctantly: "Aunt Zhang, it's all my Xiao An's fault. Xiao An is ignorant. Please don't be angry with him..."

Before he could finish his words, the younger brother shouted, "It wasn't me who pushed it. I already told you it wasn't me who pushed it. Why don't you believe me?"

The younger sister glared at her fiercely: "What are you yelling about? You didn't admit your mistakes. Is this what your elder and second brothers taught you? Get out of here!"

The younger brother looked at him angrily, shook off Aunt Jin and ran away.

"Young Master... Young Master, don't run, ouch..."

When Aunt Jin was chasing her younger brother, she slipped and sprained her ankle. The villagers helped her up.

"Oh, speaking of Xiao An, you guys have spoiled him. He has never been a good person since he was a child. You still call him a little master? Your family is in such a situation, and you still call him a little master. You should take good care of yourself."

Aunt Jin's feet hurt, but she was worried about her younger brother, so she hurriedly called out to her younger sister, "Third Miss, go and get the young master back first."

My younger sister was furious and refused to listen. She shouted, "Why are you chasing him? He's so stubborn, why don't you just not come back?"

Mrs. Zhu was so anxious that she was running around in circles. She was too old to catch up with Xiao An. She was also worried about the situation here, so she could only help Aunt Jin to the side and let her lean against a tree to relieve herself.

The younger sister looked at Mrs. Zhang anxiously, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, Aunt Zhang. I'll go see what's wrong with Sihu, and then ask a doctor to take a look. My family will pay for the doctor's visit!"

"Just the medical money? My son has suffered so much, it's all your Xiao An's fault!" Mrs. Zhang's voice was sharp and thin, she pointed at Xiaomei's nose and scolded her harshly.

My little sister was so embarrassed that her face turned red, and she hated this damn woman in her heart. She had already apologized, what else did she want?

But he was in the wrong and couldn't say anything, so he had to swallow his anger and nod and bow as he listened to Mrs. Zhang scolding him.

Mrs. Zhang had been cursing until her mouth was dry. She finally stopped and said in a cold voice, "You don't have to see my son anymore. Besides the doctor's fee, he also needs compensation. He broke his bones and can't move for many days. He used to be able to help with housework, but now he can't!"

The younger sister spat in her heart, what bullshit, helping with the work?

Zhang Sihu was only seven years old. How much work could he possibly do? The autumn harvest had already passed, and the most these boys could do was to go to the mountains to gather some wild vegetables and fruits and firewood. What else could they do?

"Okay, how much do you say?"

Mrs. Zhang raised her eyebrows and said, "Twenty taels."

Twenty taels?

Everyone gasped. This woman really dared to ask for this. Twenty taels was enough to buy several people.

In times of famine, they heard that selling children only required two or three taels of silver. Even in years of plenty, when fewer people sold, five taels of silver could buy a clean and capable person.

For someone like Zhang Sihu, twenty taels of silver?

The younger sister's eyes widened: "You want to steal money?"