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

Song Yanyan: "..."

It feels like I've been caught red-handed again.

Xie Youchang strode towards Song Yanyan.

The villagers looked over in shock.

Look at Xie Youchang, then look at Song Yanyan.

Song Yanyan subconsciously took a step back.

Xie Youchang: "..."

Realizing something, he abruptly stopped, awkwardly acting as if he didn't know Song Yanyan at all: "Miss, may I ask how to get to Shuiwanggou?"

The villagers couldn't help but exclaim "Oh!" in unison. It turned out that this seemingly wealthy and noble person simply wanted to ask Song Yanyan for directions.

Also very reasonable.

The Song family's little girl is beautiful and lovable. Although she has a sharp tongue, she will smile sweetly and speak nicely if you don't provoke her. She has a very good temper. It's quite reasonable for an important person to choose the most beautiful and lovable girl to ask for directions.

“Shuiwanggou… my second brother knows it very well. I’ll have him give you directions,” Song Yanyan said.

Xie Youchang nodded with a distant smile: "Thank you for your trouble."

He made a "please" gesture.

Old Mrs. Song's eyes widened in fury. How could she tolerate Song Yanyan stealing the prized man's thunder?!

Grandma Song glared at Song Yanyan, then quickly smiled and said, "My esteemed lady, the little girl you're asking about is my fourth granddaughter. My third son knows the Shuiwanggou place very well, I'll have him take you there."

Xie Youchang said, "It's alright. Since I've already asked this young lady for help, there's no need to trouble the old lady."

No matter how unwilling Old Madam Song was, she could only glare at Song Yanyan resentfully and say with a forced smile, "Fourth girl, let Yueping give the important person proper directions!"

Song Yanyan didn't move, but Xie Youchang urged, "Miss?"

Song Yanyan let out a breath.

Fine, considering he helped keep the secret and gave the notorious thief a bounty.

Song Yanyan decided to give him a friendly look.

"Let's go, let's go this way." Song Yanyan smiled and pointed the way.

Xie Youchang nodded and calmly followed.

The coachman drove the carriage slowly behind the two.

Xie Youchang had already investigated Song Yanyan's ancestors for eighteen generations, so he naturally knew about Song Yanyan's family relationships and didn't ask any irrelevant questions.

However, Song Yanyan did not ask.

I didn't ask anything.

They didn't even ask why Xie Youchang went to Shuiwanggou.

Xie Youchang hesitated for a moment, then couldn't hold back any longer. Looking straight ahead, he asked casually, "Why don't you ask me why I went to Shuiwanggou?"

Song Yanyan thought to herself, "I'm annoyed."

The young master of the highly sought-after Changxin Marquis's mansion, instead of returning home for the New Year, is out on official business, so he must have something important to do.

Will she listen to this?

She's a modern person; she wouldn't be so clueless.

Xie Youchang is definitely testing her!

What a thief!

Song Yanyan said solemnly, "Sir, please rest assured! I am a law-abiding and honest commoner who knows my place and will never pry into the affairs of the government!"

Xie Youchang was momentarily speechless.

His face stiffened: "You'd better do that!"

Song Yanyan stopped Xie Youchang at the gate of her own courtyard. She didn't say anything polite to Xie Youchang, like "Come in for a drink of water," but simply told Xie Youchang, "Wait here for a while, don't go anywhere."

Xie Youchang: "..."

No, they won't even give us a sip of water?

Aren't you even going to offer a token gesture?

Song Yanyan didn't understand Xie Youchang's frustration and ran into the courtyard.

In the morning, Song Risheng, the eldest brother of the Song family, had already taken his two younger brothers to visit all the Song family relatives to offer New Year's greetings. Now it was afternoon, and with nothing to do, Song Yueping stayed at home.

Fearing that Qi Lian had already taken a nap, Song Yanyan didn't call out directly. Instead, she gently knocked on Song Yueping's door and whispered, "Second Brother, Second Brother!"

"Yan Yan? It's cold outside, you can come in."

"No, no, Second Brother, you should come out." Song Yanyan glanced at Xie Youchang at the courtyard gate.

Don't let people think that the brother and sister are plotting something in the house.

Song Yueping quickly came out of the house: "What's wrong with Yan Yan?"

Song Yanyan took Song Yueping's hand and led him to the courtyard gate: "Second brother, please give this official directions and tell him how to get to Shuiwanggou."

Official?

Song Yueping glanced at Xie Youchang with some surprise, then at Song Yanyan.

Where did my sister meet this person from?

Song Yueping became much more cautious.

He's just love-struck, not brainless.

This person is definitely not an ordinary person!

"...I wonder what business this young master has going to Shuiwanggou?" Song Yueping asked first.

Xie Youchang was inexplicably indignant.

Even Song Yanyan's second brother knew to ask what he was doing in Shuiwanggou. He and Song Yanyan had at least some semblance of friendship, right? Didn't he even bother to ask him?

“My mentor has an elder living in Shuiwanggou,” Xie Youchang said. “Since it’s the New Year, I’m going to visit him on my mentor’s behalf.”

Song Yueping nodded, then paused, "There are several forks in the road to Shuiwanggou. Sometimes you have to turn left and sometimes you have to turn right. I can't explain it to you clearly in a short time. How about I take you there?"

Xie Youchang inexplicably felt a sense of warmth.

He couldn't help but glance at Song Yanyan.

Brother and sister born of the same mother!

One wouldn't let him into the hospital to drink water, and the other even offered to show him the way!

A fire in winter!

Heartwarming!

"Thank you very much, brother." Xie Youchang's expression softened considerably. "Then I'll have to trouble you."

Song Yueping smiled and waved her hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Song Yanyan stared intently at Song Yueping.

Although her second brother was a good person, she was certain that his offer to lead the way meant he wanted to see Zhai Cuihong again!

Ah!

Song Yanyan thought for a moment: "How about we take me with us?"

Song Yanyan had previously mentioned wanting to visit Sister Chunhua in Shuiwanggou, so Song Yueping wasn't too surprised.

He was just a little worried. Song Yanyan called this man "sir," and officials often have strange tempers. What if the other party got angry?

Song Yueping couldn't help but look at Xie Youchang.

Then, the young and handsome official's lips curled up slightly, and his expression... well, how should I put it?

It's an expression of being in a good mood, but having to suppress a smile.

Xie Youchang said calmly, "Since your second brother has already helped lead the way, it wouldn't be a problem to bring you along as well."

Song Yanyan thanked her, saying, "Thank you!"

Xie Youchang looked ahead and said calmly, "No need to thank me. Although you didn't even invite me in for a drink of hot water... I can give you a ride."

Song Yanyan's eyes widened: "No, sir. It's not that I didn't want to invite you. Last time you said you were coming to my house for water, and my mother brought you the prettiest bowls in our house, but you didn't drink a drop. You even left a piece of silver when you left. If I invite you to my house for water again and you don't drink, wouldn't it seem like I'm deliberately trying to rip you off?"

Song Yueping was completely unaware of this matter and looked utterly astonished.

Xie Youchang felt somewhat conflicted after hearing what Song Yanyan said.

He explained, "...I was poisoned by food outside before, and ever since then, my parents have forbidden me from eating or drinking outside. I didn't mean anything by it."

Song Yanyan glanced at Xie Youchang, and her opinion of him improved somewhat.

She had initially thought it was just a bad habit of arrogant young masters, but it turns out there was another reason behind it.

People who are good at explaining themselves are always more likable.