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

Song Yanyan was unimpressed and said crisply, "Look at him, did he dare to say a single word in front of those big men? He cried like a baby who hasn't been weaned. Now he's trying to act tough in front of me, but isn't he just a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong? What a coward."

"Yes, coward!"

"coward!"

Everyone cursed a few times, then couldn't help but chuckle.

Not long after, Old Mrs. Song arrived with a dark face and immediately began to berate Song Yanyan: "You just stood there and watched your cousin Chengzong being bullied?! You ingrate!"

It was obvious that Song Chengzong had gone back to complain, but dared not offend the girl's family who clearly looked unapproachable, so he could only complain and take his anger out on Song Yanyan.

Song Yanyan's friends all felt indignant on her behalf.

Song Yanyan reached out to stop them, stepped forward, and sincerely apologized: "Yes, Grandma is right. I shouldn't have just stood by and watched—I should have gone over there with them and cursed Brother Chengzong a few times. That way, we could have shown the integrity of our Song family!"

Old Mrs. Song glared at her: "What did you say—"

Song Yanyan chattered away, not giving Grandma Song a chance to speak: "I know, Grandma must think that what Cousin Chengzong did was really wrong and disgraced the Song family. I heard that students who enter the county school must have high moral character. Grandma is also worried that Cousin Chengzong's behavior of bullying a seven or eight-year-old girl is too despicable. I'm afraid he won't be able to get into the school."

"Grandma, don't worry. Next time I see him, I won't hold back. I'll join the aggrieved party in cursing him a few more times. That way, it will show that our Song family knows that our family members were wrong and won't side with Cheng Zong. There's still a chance for Cheng Zong to change!"

Song Yanyan sighed in regret, "Oh dear, I'm still too honest. Grandma, how could I not have thought of that!"

Grandma Song was so angry she almost fainted.

Song Yanyan looked at Old Mrs. Song with pity.

How can this little old lady be so unable to see the truth?

Aside from being her grandmother, when has she ever tried to curry favor with her?

Grandma Song was angered by Song Yanyan again and ran away.

Song Yanyan held her head high, like a victorious general, and headed home.

The house was quiet; it seemed that no one was home except for my second brother, who was lying dead on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Song Yanyan rolled up her sleeves, chopped up the dried wild vegetables she had stored, mixed them with rice bran, and fed the chickens in the coop.

While Song Yanyan was feeding the chickens, Song Xingming returned, his expression somewhat complicated, and called out, "Yanyan."

Song Yanyan was still holding a ladle for feeding the chickens when she exclaimed "Ah!" and turned to look at Song Xingming: "Third Brother, you're back."

Song Xingming hummed in agreement and looked at Song Yanyan: "I just heard something outside. Someone threw sawdust all over Song Chengzong's head and face, and then took the opportunity to hit him several times with stones."

Song Yanyan only wanted to keep it from Tian Denghua, but she didn't intend to hide it from Song Xingming, and she chuckled.

When Song Xingming saw his sister like this, he immediately understood.

My feelings were incredibly complicated at that moment.

I felt touched, and also... a little heartbroken.

But at this moment, Song Yanyan was acting like she was asking for praise, as if to say, "Am I amazing?"

“Yan Yan, you’re taking too much of a risk. I know you’re doing this to avenge Third Brother,” Song Xingming sighed, his tone serious. “But have you thought about what might happen? What if something goes wrong and you end up fighting Song Chengzong again?”

When Song Yanyan was nine years old, she had a fight with Song Chengzong that shocked the entire Zhaoyou Village.

Song Yanyan bit down hard on a piece of flesh on Song Chengzong's arm, and even when Song Chengzong beat her with his other hand until her face was bruised and swollen, she did not let go even a little.

When Song Yanyan was pulled away by the adults, her face was covered in blood and her mouth was full of blood.

Song Chengzong's arm was covered in blood, and he cried extremely miserably. Song Yanyan almost bit off a piece of flesh from his arm!

At the time, Song Yanyan, who was only nine years old, spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. Even though her face was distorted from being beaten and her eyes were swollen shut, she was still shouting and threatening, "If you ever curse my mother again, I'll bite you!"

I heard that Song Chengzong had nightmares for a long time after that, and wet the bed for a long time.

……

When Song Yanyan heard Song Xingming mention her former prowess, she stuck out her tongue shyly: "No way, I was too young back then, and all I had were my good teeth. Unlike now, I have so many tricks up my sleeve!"

"If Mom finds out, she'll give you another beating!"

Song Yanyan's previously proud expression suddenly turned bitter.

She's not afraid of fighting.

But her mother's rolling pin really hurt!

"Third Brother..." Song Yanyan looked at Song Xingming with a bitter expression, her eyes blinking.

Song Xingming couldn't take it anymore and tugged at his sister's braid: "You don't need to stand up for me. Mother is worried that we will ruin our reputation... If you really want to beat up Song Chengzong next time, then tell me and we will plan it together."

Song Yanyan smiled sweetly at Song Xingming: "I knew it! Third Brother is the best to me! Next time we're going to fight, I'll definitely tell Third Brother!"

Song Xingming then gave a satisfied "hmm," took the ladle from Song Yanyan to feed the chickens, and finished the rest of the work for her. "Alright, go and rest for a while. I'll go boil some water."

"Oh!" Song Yanyan responded.

Song Xingming pushed open the kitchen door and went to boil water.

Song Yanyan smiled and turned her gaze away from her third brother's retreating figure.

Her third brother treated her so well, how could she not stand up for him!

In that dream life, because Luo Jinyu caused trouble, she and Luo Jinyu were arrested together. Her third brother was injured in order to save her, losing his writing hands and being slashed on the face, which disfigured him and forever lost his chance at fame and success, and all his talents and ambitions could not be realized.

But her third brother didn't blame her at all. Instead, he comforted her, saying it was good that she was alright.

She will protect her wonderful third brother in this lifetime!

She will never let what happened in her dream happen again, never!

……

At dinner, Tian Denghua gossiped excitedly to Song Yanyan and Song Xingming: "I heard something today. Song Chengzong offended a big shot and bullied his family's little girl. As a result, he was so scared by a few words from the big shot's servant that he burst into tears and collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud. Hahaha!"

Tian Denghua shook her head while mocking, "With this kind of attitude, your grandma even said that the Song family is counting on Song Chengzong. It's a good thing our family separated, otherwise, counting on him? Then we would have no hope for the rest of our lives."

Song Yanyan listened and nodded, "That's right."

Thankfully, the family split up.

"Mother, do you know whose little girl Song Chengzong bullied?" Song Yanyan asked curiously. "Are there any other relatives in our village with such a powerful relationship?"

Tian Denghua said "Oh" and casually said, "It's Old Man Su who lives in that field at the west end of the village. I heard he's a relative from the same clan... It's common for some large clans to produce one or two prominent figures like that."

Upon hearing this, Song Yanyan nodded, realizing it belonged to Old Man Su's family.

...Hmm? Old Man Su?

Wait!

Old Man Su?!

She remembered something!