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

Song Yueping was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put her hands or how to explain herself.

He didn't know what to say.

Song Yanyan gave a cold laugh.

She naturally said it directly.

She smiled sweetly, her two dimples adorable: "Auntie, you said it yourself, you treat Second Brother like your own son. They say no one knows a mother better than her son, so Second Brother naturally understands you. He knows you definitely wouldn't let him bring any gifts; besides, we just happened to be passing through Shuiwanggou this time, just to see Sister Zhai. If we have to bring gifts for a simple meeting, then what does Second Brother think of Sister Zhai as? Someone who demands gifts from the man's family for everything? That would be such an insult to Sister Zhai! Second Brother would never think Sister Zhai is that kind of mercenary person, right?"

Upon hearing Song Yanyan's words, Song Yueping nodded repeatedly.

Yes, yes, Cuihong is not that kind of person.

Zhai's mother's expression changed, and for the first time, she looked Song Yanyan up and down.

Hearing Song Yanyan's words from inside the room, Zhai Cuihong flung open the curtain and came out, sneering, "Brother Ping, your sister really knows how to talk."

Song Yueping was still immersed in the emotion that his Yanyan understood him so well, and he didn't catch the sarcasm in Zhai Cuihong's words. He nodded repeatedly, and even said with some pride, "Yanyan has always been intelligent."

Zhai Cuihong took a deep breath.

For the first time, Zhai's mother felt that things were a bit tricky.

She always thought that Song Yueping was a bit simple-minded, and that he was completely devoted to his eldest daughter.

The eldest daughter had a complete and utter control over Song Yueping.

The Song family is indeed quite poor; they don't seem like the kind of family that can afford a high dowry.

Zhai's mother was definitely not happy about letting her eldest daughter marry into the Song family so easily.

But she couldn't bear to let her eldest daughter break off her relationship with Song Yueping. After all, Song Yueping was incredibly efficient and capable, doing the work of two men at once. Since they had this helper, life had become much easier for them, a widow and her orphan.

Not to mention, Song Yueping would sometimes buy things for her daughter, and all of them added up to quite a lot.

They just cut ties like that; their family really got the short end of the stick!

Zhai's mother was thinking that she would let her eldest daughter keep Song Yueping hanging for now, and then she would see if there was anyone better.

If there is someone better, then naturally her eldest daughter deserves better.

If there isn't anything better, then the Song family has to bleed a lot of money, otherwise, wouldn't she have raised her eldest daughter for nothing?

Most importantly, her son is almost of marriageable age. If her eldest daughter doesn't raise a lot of dowry money, how will she find a wife for her son?

Many thoughts flashed through Zhai's mother's mind.

But in the end, she smiled kindly and gently: "Oh my, this is Xiao Song's sister, right? I've heard Xiao Song mention you before, saying you're very pretty. And seeing you today, it's true. I'm afraid you can't find a girl as pretty as you for miles around."

Song Yanyan is actually a very polite child to her elders.

But she could never forget how disgusted and disdainful Zhai's mother was when she stood in front of her. She had said that a cripple dared to covet her daughter, without mentioning who had ruined her second brother's leg!

Song Yanyan lowered her eyes and said, "I often hear my second brother mention my aunt. He said that my aunt treats him like her own son. I didn't know that before, and I thought, no way, what mother would let her own son sleep in the woodshed on a snowy day? But after meeting my aunt today, I realized that some things can only be confirmed by seeing them with your own eyes, right?"

Song Yanyan's words were quite meaningful.

But her love-struck second brother automatically interpreted it as a misunderstanding, only by seeing it with his own eyes could he confirm it was a misunderstanding.

Song Yueping nodded frantically, "That's right, that's right."

The smile on Zhai's mother's face froze for a moment.

"Second Brother." Song Yanyan took the axe from Song Yueping's hand and put it back. "We just happened to be passing by and wanted to take a look. Now that we've seen it, we should head back as soon as possible. Otherwise, it'll be dark and the road will be slippery. If we fall again, Mother will start nagging us again."

Song Yueping nodded repeatedly, agreeing with her sister's point.

He glanced at Zhai Cuihong with a hint of reluctance.

Zhai Cuihong was completely stunned, and for a moment she didn't know what expression to use to face Song Yueping!

She had never met someone like Song Yanyan before, and she never imagined that she would be so defeated on their very first meeting!

"Auntie, Cuihong, we're heading back now," Song Yueping said cheerfully as she said goodbye.

Zhai Cuihong instinctively felt that if Song Yueping left, it would prove that he was very likely to slip out of control!

In her haste, Zhai Cuihong blurted out, "The firewood... we haven't finished chopping it yet!"

Song Yueping said "Oh": "It's okay, I'll come back tomorrow and we'll chop it then."

"Second brother, it gets dark early now. If we don't leave now, it will get too late."

"Oh... Auntie, Cuihong, we're leaving now!"

Zhai's mother and Zhai Cuihong could only watch with blank expressions as Song Yanyan pulled Song Yueping towards the courtyard gate.

"Mom, give me some money! I need to buy some more firecrackers!" A somewhat boisterous male voice rang out from outside, and a figure ran in from outside the courtyard.

I happened to run into Song Yueping and Song Yanyan right at the door.

The figure spoke in a flippant tone, tinged with disdain: "Song Yueping, you're here to do chores again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he gasped and stared intently at Song Yanyan, who was standing next to Song Yueping.

Song Yueping's face darkened.

This is Zhai Yongnan, the male member of the Zhai family whom Zhai's mother, Zhai Cuihong, regards like the apple of her eye.

Song Yueping always thought of Zhai Yongnan as her future brother-in-law, and always greeted him with a smile.

But this time, Zhai Yongnan's undisguised gaze swept over Song Yanyan, and even Song Yueping, whose mind was filled with romantic thoughts, couldn't control her anger. She shielded Song Yanyan behind her, gave Zhai Yongnan a warning look, and then pulled Song Yanyan away in a few strides.

Song Yanyan didn't say anything, and jogged to catch up with her second brother.

The brother and sister left quickly.

The Zhai family.

Zhai Yongnan licked his lips, no longer mentioning the money for firecrackers, and asked with great interest, "Big sister, who was that woman just now?"

Zhai Cuihong said irritably, "That's Song Yueping's sister! ... Mother, did you see it? Did you see the clothes Song Yanyan is wearing?" Zhai Cuihong couldn't help but complain to her mother, "Brand new, just made, and so beautiful! The Song family has money but doesn't save it for marrying off daughters, instead they waste it on this money-losing girl, it makes me so angry!"

After what had just happened, Madam Zhai already disliked Song Yanyan very much. Hearing her daughter say this, she became even angrier: "That's right! ... If the Song family comes to propose marriage, I will make sure they pay ten taels... no, twenty taels of silver!"

"Twenty taels!" Zhai Cuihong was a little envious. "Can the Song family come up with that much?"

Madam Zhai sneered, dismissing him with disdain: "The Song family has such a beautiful daughter. They could easily exchange her for a dowry. Let alone twenty taels, I think if the Song family were to harden their hearts and sell Song Yanyan to a brothel, she could probably fetch fifty taels with her looks!"