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

After leaving the Zhai family's house, Song Yanyan and Song Yueping headed towards the outside of Shuiwanggou.

Song Yanyan, who was usually talkative and cheerful, remained silent, making Song Yueping uneasy.

"...Yan Yan, that Zhai Yongnan has been spoiled by his family since he was a child. He doesn't know anything. Don't be angry." Song Yueping thought for a while and lowered her voice. "If you really can't stand it, your second brother will put a sack over his head and beat him up to vent your anger."

Song Yanyan didn't actually take Zhai Yongnan's scrutiny to heart.

She didn't say anything because she was thinking about something.

However, upon hearing her second brother's words, Song Yanyan also harbored a mischievous thought.

"Second Brother, are you really willing to do this? Aren't you afraid that if this gets out and Sister Zhai finds out, she'll be angry?" Song Yanyan drew out the last syllable of her voice and turned to carefully observe Song Yueping's expression.

Song Yueping scratched his head in deep thought: "Hmm... If Cuihong gets angry when she finds out, I'll just let her beat me up too."

Song Yanyan laughed in exasperation.

Song Yueping, however, thought that Song Yanyan had been coaxed and smiled broadly: "Yes, our Yanyan looks better when she smiles."

Song Yanyan simply didn't know how to describe her second brother.

She sighed.

Song Yueping gently ruffled Song Yanyan's hair: "It's the New Year, why are you sighing like a little girl? How about your second brother sings you a song?"

"Water winds around green hills, vines twine around trees, the young man is returning home from hunting..."

Song Yueping sang a couple of lines, then suddenly remembered that the song was full of sweet nothings about lovers, and since Yan Yan was still young, she decided not to let her listen to it.

Song Yueping awkwardly shut up.

"Second brother, did you forget the lyrics? Why did you suddenly stop?" Song Yanyan thought her second brother's singing voice was loud and simple yet had a wild quality, which was quite pleasant to listen to. But just when she was enjoying it, her second brother stopped singing.

Song Yueping gave an awkward smile: "You kids... should listen to this song less often."

Song Yanyan disagreed.

Folk songs are inherently like this: simply expressing one's feelings.

Song Yanyan coughed, cleared her throat, and began to sing: "My sister waits for her brother at home, the magpies chirp and chirp around the branches."

Song Yanyan's voice is just as beautiful as her appearance.

When she sang this folk song, her voice was full of energy and sweet, with a lingering charm that seemed to resonate for days.

Song Yueping couldn't help but smile with a touch of pride.

His sister sings so well!

A breeze blew by, and the clattering sound of a horse-drawn carriage came from behind them.

The brother and sister turned around instinctively and saw a carriage coming towards them.

The carriage curtain was lifted by a slender hand, and Xie Youchang looked over calmly: "I'm going back to the county. Can I give you a ride?"

Song Yueping was still a little embarrassed: "Isn't this too much trouble for you, sir?"

Xie Youchang said indifferently, "It's just on the way. Besides, if it weren't for giving me directions, you wouldn't have needed to make this trip... Come on up."

Song Yueping hesitated for a moment: "Since the official has said so, then my brother and I will continue to trouble you."

The two got into the carriage.

The carriage started moving again, clattering along.

Neither Song Yueping nor Song Yanyan spoke again.

Xie Youchang leaned against the carriage wall, his mind still echoing the few lines of folk song he had suddenly heard earlier.

He heard the first two lines of the male voice from a distance, and stopped after only two lines, leaving him with a sense of unfinished business.

But a moment later, the two female voices that rang out made him feel a chill run down his spine and his soul leave his body!

Xie Youchang had never heard such singing before.

To put it somewhat inappropriately, even the most famous courtesan in Lan Kwai Fong, renowned for her singing, had never given him such a shock.

Xie Youchang looked out in a daze and saw Song Yanyan and her brother walking on the mountain path.

The mountains were covered in snow, and the song was sweet and melodious. The young girl smiled radiantly as she turned to look at her brother beside her. The setting sun cast a rosy glow on her cheeks, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Xie Youchang felt that he would probably never forget this scene for a long time.

……

Xie Youchang's carriage took Song Yanyan and Song Yueping to the entrance of Zhaoyou Village, but left without entering the village.

Song Yueping remarked, "This official seems unapproachable, but once you get to know him, he's a really good person."

Song Yanyan neither agreed nor disagreed.

Xie Youchang is indeed a good person.

Even in his dreams, he repeatedly stood up for Luo Jinyu and spoke out for her, but when Luo Jinyu tried to use him against other noble ladies, he never broke his principles because of Luo Jinyu.

"..." Song Yanyan looked at Song Yueping.

Sigh, could it be that only her beloved second brother in this world is love-struck?

"You two are back?"

Tian Denghua came out of the courtyard gate.

Song Yanyan ran into Tian Denghua's arms and took the initiative to tell her, "Mother, I went to Shuiwanggou with my second brother, and I also saw Zhai Cuihong and her mother."

“Yes, yes, Aunt Zhai was so hospitable. She even said she wanted us to bring gifts for Mother. But we were in a hurry to get back, so we gave up on that idea.” Song Yueping nodded vigorously.

"Don't tell me, what you're saying is definitely wrong." Tian Denghua glanced at Song Yueping, then looked at her daughter, "Yanyan, tell me, what's the matter?"

Song Yanyan stuck out her tongue at Song Yueping, but instead of covering it up for him, she told him the whole story.

Unlike Song Yueping, whose romantic mind automatically romanticizes things, Tian Denghua immediately understood the implication behind Zhai's mother's words and sneered, "Oh, so she thinks my son came empty-handed."

"No, Mother, you've misunderstood..."

"Shut up, you idiot!" Tian Denghua cursed, unable to contain herself any longer. "How could I have given birth to such a thing as you, someone who gets mocked and then praises the insults as well!"

Song Yueping obediently shut her mouth.

"I'm so angry!" Tian Denghua paced around the yard in a huff.

Turning around, she saw Song Yueping standing in the corner, and she was furious again: "It's all your fault, you idiot! You had to see Zhai Cuihua today, otherwise none of this mess would have happened—"

Song Yanyan said quietly, "How could that be, Mother? Second Brother is going to marry Sister Zhai."

“Yes, yes,” Song Yueping nodded vigorously, “Mother, didn’t you say that you would send a matchmaker to propose marriage after the New Year?”

Tian Denghua took a deep breath.

Judging from his appearance, he was clearly starting to regret it.

"This is so annoying!" Tian Denghua finally made up her mind and, too lazy to delay any longer, said coldly, "Tomorrow, I'll bring the matchmaker over to have a proper talk!"

Otherwise, if they keep causing trouble every day, it'll be like a toad crawling on your foot—it won't bite, but it'll disgust you!

Song Yueping had no idea that his mother was overjoyed and delighted by his thoughts!

"Okay, okay." Song Yueping grinned foolishly, "Mother, you're so good to me."

Tian Denghua rolled her eyes, her face cold, and went out to find a matchmaker.