A lucky little peasant girl is reborn and brings prosperity to her entire family.

Grandma Song gave Song Yanyan a harsh once-over: "Fourth girl, come here."

This was arranged according to the age of Grandma Song's granddaughters. Song Yanyan didn't like Grandma Song calling her that because she suspected that every time her grandmother called her that, she was basically calling her "little brat."

After all, when her grandmother, Old Mrs. Song, was in a good mood, she would call her Yan Yan.

"Grandma, is something the matter?" Song Yanyan handed the sandbag to her friend, wiped her sweat, and came to find Grandma Song.

Grandma Song immediately launched into a tirade: "You little brat, you're so insensible! Don't you know what's going on at your family?! This dress, you must have insisted that your mother make it for you, right?!... At such a young age, you've already got such wicked thoughts, deliberately dressing up so flashy, are you trying to seduce men?"

That's a really harsh thing to say.

Especially when it comes from an elder, it's simply astounding.

Several girls who were friends with Song Yanyan showed indignation on their faces.

Song Yanyan wasn't annoyed at all; her expression was pure and innocent: "Grandma, what are you saying? No matter how poor my family is, we still need to wear clothes. How does wearing new clothes mean I'm trying to seduce men? If that's the case, then for the sake of your reputation, Grandma, you can never wear new clothes for the rest of your life! Otherwise, some gossipy people will say that dressing up so extravagantly means you're trying to seduce men. Good heavens, Grandma, you're so old, you can't stand hearing such filthy talk!"

Old Mrs. Song almost fainted from anger!

That Song Yanyan, so sharp-tongued! She's just like her mother, Tian Denghua, with a terrible temper!

This is an open insult to her, implying that wearing new clothes in the future is an attempt to seduce men!

This damn girl!

"You dare to insult Grandma?!" Song Pan'er's voice shrilly, tinged with an indescribable excitement.

"I didn't!" Song Yanyan denied it outright, then kindly reminded her, "I was just going along with Grandma's words, reminding her not to let some gossipy people say dirty things about her. How did that become cursing Grandma? Sister Pan'er, Grandma is getting old. As her granddaughters, we should think more about her!"

Before Song Yanyan awakened her modern memories, Song Pan'er never won an argument with her. Now that she has awakened her modern memories, for Song Pan'er to try to argue with Song Yanyan is practically suicide.

Song Pan'er was so angry at Song Yanyan's few simple words that she couldn't speak.

Old Mrs. Song, her face dark, snapped, "Enough! So sharp-tongued even with family members? I don't know how your mother raised you..."

Song Yanyan pouted: "Oh, my mother taught me about propriety, morality, and a sense of shame. If Grandma didn't know, maybe it's because my third aunt's family doesn't need this?"

Song Yanyan's friends could no longer hold back and burst into laughter, showing no respect for the old lady.

Old Mrs. Song was getting the short end of the stick with Song Yanyan. If looks could kill, Song Yanyan would definitely have been torn to pieces by Old Mrs. Song's gaze by now.

Song Pan'er was getting more and more anxious.

Her grandma too! She always bullies her and her mother at home, acting all high and mighty like an elder. Isn't she pretty formidable?

Why is it taking so long to get to the point with Song Yanyan?

And I was even driven half to death by Song Yanyan for no reason!

She was so worried!

"Grandma!" Song Pan'er reminded her softly, "Don't forget the important matter..."

Grandma Song gave Song Pan'er a disapproving look.

This granddaughter is quite cunning!

If it weren't for the fact that getting this done would help Chengzong's future, she wouldn't have bothered with her at all!

Thinking this through, Old Mrs. Song forced a smile and said to Song Yanyan, "Yanyan, Grandma has come to see you this time because she has something to discuss with you."

Song Yanyan was not surprised at all.

That's how her grandmother and third aunt's family behave. Even if they need your help, they act superior, as if asking for your help is a sign of respect.

"Grandma, please speak." Song Yanyan's little mouth rattled off a long string of words, "Although we have separated our families and Grandma lives with Third Uncle, she never cares about our family's well-being, but I still think about Grandma. So Grandma, please don't feel embarrassed, just say whatever you want."

As soon as she heard this, the veins on Old Mrs. Song's forehead throbbed again.

She felt that she shouldn't have listened to Song Yanyan.

Every word Song Yanyan uttered seemed designed to shorten her lifespan!

"grandmother!"

Song Pan'er reminded her urgently.

Grandma Song took a deep breath, trying her best to ignore what that brat Song Yanyan was saying.

"...Your third sister is going on a blind date today. I think your clothes are nice. Take them off and we'll take them to your third uncle's house later so your third sister can wear them." Old Mrs. Song said with a look of disdain, "Anyway, you can't wear anything good!"

Song Yanyan's eyes widened.

Before she could say anything, Song Pan'er impatiently added, "Let me tell you, the family we're meeting this time is no ordinary family; they're from the city! If you ruin my plans, I'll never forgive you!"

Song Yanyan's friends were all very angry.

Song Pan'er took a fancy to Yan Yan's beautiful new clothes, so she called over the biased old lady Song and snatched them away.

Song Yanyan stretched out her hand: "Wait a minute, let me sort this out. Is Sister Pan'er going on a blind date, so she has to wear my new clothes?"

Song Pan'er nodded naturally: "Yes."

Song Yanyan asked in surprise, "Then why should I? Should I rely on the way Sister Pan'er threw the sandbags, as if she wanted to smash them in my face and disfigure me? I'm not some innocent victim."

Song Pan'er's face turned pale with anger at Song Yanyan's blatant rebuke: "Song Yanyan!...If I marry into a good family, I can help your family in the future—"

Song Yanyan reached out to stop Song Pan'er from continuing to lie through her teeth: "What are you saying? It's the New Year, and I'd rather it be bad luck. I've never seen Uncle's family help my family in all these years. Oh, Sister Pan'er, you've gone up on a high branch and suddenly you've had a change of heart and are helping my family?"

Song Yanyan's friends chimed in, "That's right! I heard that Yanyan fainted a few days ago and needed to find a doctor and get medicine to save her life. Her third uncle's house was locked up tight, afraid that Yanyan's mother would come to borrow money!"

"That's right! I also heard from my mother that last night Yan Yan and her brother went to deliver fish and meat to her grandma. It was Chinese New Year, and it was snowing at the time, but her grandma, her third uncle, and her third aunt didn't open the door at all, leaving Yan Yan and her brother frozen like snowmen outside!"

"This is it? You call that helping out? Oh my god, you guys have to help me look on the ground, I'm laughing my teeth out!"

These girls genuinely liked Song Yanyan and were truly indignant on her behalf. The girls chattered on and on, leaving Old Mrs. Song completely humiliated.

Her face was ashen, and she raised her voice: "You brat?!"

Song Yanyan sighed, "Grandma, don't think about it. Not only do I not want to lend it, afraid of bringing bad luck, but just look at my and Pan'er's figures, she can't possibly fit into my clothes." Song Yanyan's tone was extremely sincere, "It seems Uncle's food is too good. Why don't you let Pan'er eat less and lose some weight?"