The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Song Yuntang stepped forward and snatched the hammer from Song Zhimei's hands, who was being held by her two brothers.

"Song Zhimei, don't blame me if you're incompetent. If the Wang family were truly sincere about marrying you, they wouldn't have delayed the wedding until you were eighteen. They didn't break off the engagement with you before because they just couldn't find a suitable reason."

"Instead of taking your anger out on me, why don't you go to the Wang family and ask them if your mother is involved in their breaking off the engagement?"

"They say like mother, like daughter. Everyone knows your mother's reputation in Rongshu Village. What if they don't want you because they think your mother is not good enough? I won't take the blame for that."

"How dare you slander my mother here? I'm going to kill you!"

As Song Zhimei spoke, she was about to pounce on Song Yuntang again, but her arms were held by Song Jinyuan and Song Jinsheng, and she couldn't even touch the corner of Song Yuntang's clothes. She could only continue to yell angrily with red eyes.

From beginning to end, Song Yuntang just looked at her indifferently.

"Even if you kill me today, your engagement has already been broken off. Instead of looking for trouble with me here, why not think of a solution?"

However, Song Zhimei, whose mentality had already broken down, could not calm down and think of a solution. She cried and yelled at Song Yuntang.

"What other solutions can I have? I'm already over 18, and my engagement has been broken off. How can I find a good marriage right now?"

"You can't find a good family at the age of eighteen?" Song Yuntang pursed his lips and said lightly, "Then don't look for one. With your personality, don't bother others. Maybe you can live a better life alone."

"What's my personality like? Song Yuntang, tell me clearly!"

Song Zhimei was like a madman, and was about to pounce on Song Yuntang again, but Song Jinyuan and Song Jinsheng held her tightly.

Song Zhimei yelled angrily, "Let me go!"

Brothers Song Jinyuan and Song Jinsheng naturally would not listen to her, but just looked at Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, stop provoking her."

If you really stimulate someone too much and make them do something extreme afterwards, it will be troublesome.

Song Yuntang gave the two of them a look that reassured them, and she stared intently at the crazy woman in front of her.

"Song Zhimei, if I go to your house now and take the rice jar away, what will you do?"

Song Zhimei spat without thinking.

"Don't even think about it! Why are you carrying away my rice?"

Song Yuntang smiled faintly, "Then you know what? Last time, your mother was chased and hacked by me because she did something similar. Do you still think that it was my fault?"

Song Zhimei's eyes evaded for a moment.

"You're lying! My mom did that so that grandpa and grandma would have a stutter!"

"You're still playing tricks on yourself." Song Yuntang raised his eyebrows, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Okay, just lie to yourself. I won't play along with you anymore. We haven't finished our meal yet."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the main room.

Seeing this, Song Zhimei angrily shouted, "Song Yuntang, don't leave! Stop right there! Today's matter hasn't been resolved yet!"

Song Yuntang stopped and looked back at her. "It was the Wang family of Shili Village who broke off the engagement with you, not me. Do you really want me to marry you?"

"You!" Song Zhimei's face flushed red, "You are shameless!"

Song Yuntang was obviously not interested in saying anything more to her. He shook his head indifferently and walked towards the main room.

Seeing that Song Zhimei stopped struggling, Song Jinyuan and Song Jinsheng gradually loosened their grip on her arms.

Seeing that she no longer rushed towards Song Yuntang, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qiao'e stepped forward and said, "Mei'er, considering you're young and upset because your engagement was broken off, I don't blame you for coming home to make a scene. But if you want to make a scene, you have to have a legitimate reason, right? What did Tang'er do to deserve you to be here shouting and killing?"

Song Jinbao also spoke up, "As your uncle, I have something to say. It's not a good thing for a girl to be too aggressive. If your mother can't teach you well, you can come to your uncle's house and let your aunt teach you how to behave."

"You don't have to pretend to be kind. My mother is fine!" Song Zhimei snorted coldly and rushed out of the door.

Zhao Qiao'e glanced at Song Zhimei's back, then turned to look at Song Jinbao beside her, "Look at this child."

Song Jinbao shook his head. "Her affairs will be taken care of by my second brother and his wife. Let's continue eating."

When they returned to the main room, Liu and Zhuzizhuanzi were sitting at the table in an orderly manner, while Song Yuntang took the half of the brown rice cake that he had not finished eating and put it in his mouth, eating it bite by bite, and drinking a small mouthful of porridge from time to time to wash away the dry brown rice cake in his mouth.

Zhao Qiao'e sat down and looked at Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, we need to be more careful in what we say and do from now on. Although you are not to blame for this incident, others used you as an excuse to trick them. They will inevitably resent you."

"Life is only a few decades long, and we're all just living our lives for the first time. If we still care about what others say or do, wouldn't that be too hard?" Song Yuntang tore off a small piece of brown rice cake and put it in his mouth. "I think that in life, it's enough to have a clear conscience."

"Mom knows you are open-minded. I'm just afraid that you will get hurt." Zhao Qiao'e's face was full of worry.

Song Yuntang raised his eyes, and when he saw the worry in her eyes, his attitude finally softened, "I know, I will try to be more restrained in the future."

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.

"Our Tang'er has grown up and become sensible."

Song Jinbao picked up his chopsticks and glanced cautiously in Zhao Qiao'e's direction. "Actually, Tang'er is innocent in this matter..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao glared at him.

"You're the only one who talks too much! Who doesn't know that Tang'er is innocent? I'm just worried that if we're not around, her strong personality will get hurt."

Song Jinbao didn't continue what he was about to say. "Alright, alright, let's eat. Let's all eat."

After dinner, Song Yuntang returned to his room.

The villagers took turns operating the waterwheel, so the father and his two sons didn't have to stand guard there all the time.

Now that I have some free time, I must find something else to do so that our family can move in the best direction possible.

In the afternoon, Song Jinsheng found Song Yuntang and asked, "Tang'er, what can we do if we want to make money?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the gate.

"Is Jinsheng at home?" It was Song Mazi's voice.

Song Yuntang smiled and nodded towards the courtyard gate. "Here, a job that makes money, isn't it here?"

Song Jinsheng opened the gate with doubt.

"Brother Mazi, are you looking for me?"

Song Mazi directly stated his purpose. "I've received two orders for water trucks. One is from our village, and the other is from another village. I can't handle it alone. I thought you worked with me for a while before, so maybe you could help me. When we make money, we can split it 20-80. What do you think?"