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

Song Xingming dragged Song Yanyan away, and Ding Lianqiao and the girls who had come to watch the commotion followed suit.

The more Mrs. Song thought about it, the more she felt that Ding Lianqiao was just trying to fool him.

Although Song Xingming is decent-looking, his personality is anything but likable. He can barely utter a few kind words and is clearly not a clever person. And this guy is ranked first in the county school?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

It must have been Song Yanyan bragging to Ding Lianqiao, and Ding Lianqiao took it seriously!

...Without Song Chengzong even trying to fool her, Old Madam Song had already made up her own logic.

When Song Chengzong saw his grandmother's indignant face, he knew that she had no doubts about what he said.

Song Chengzong pressed his advantage: "Grandma, did you hear that? Ding Lianqiao just said that Old Man Su's relatives came to thank Song Xingming and the others!"

Grandma Song was even more disdainful: "Old man Su is just a lonely old man, what important figures could his relatives be—" As soon as Grandma Song said this, she remembered something was wrong. A few days ago, Old man Su's fierce-looking relative had scared her precious grandson!

Song Chengzong obviously remembered that incident as well.

Both the grandfather and grandson looked rather unwell.

Grandma Song muttered to herself, as if trying to convince herself: "Maybe it was that jinx, Tian, ​​who caused this. Trying to fool me? Ha, no way!"

If Song Yanyan were still alive, she would definitely praise Old Madam Song, saying, "You are so clever and wise!"

Song Chengzong's eyes darted around: "Grandma, they're putting on this show just to fool people! Let's go over there and expose them, and see how they try to deceive us!"

The grandfather and grandson immediately agreed and hurried to Tian Denghua's house.

At the entrance of Tian Denghua's courtyard, villagers were craning their necks to watch the spectacle.

There were also quite a few mischievous children who climbed up the wall of Tian Denghua's house to look inside.

In Tian Denghua's neat and tidy courtyard, there were eight boxes tied with red silk ribbons, and a dozen or so servants in dark blue clothes stood next to them. Wow, what a scene!

Although no one knew what was in those eight red silk boxes, they were still very excited to guess.

Uncle Hu stood in the courtyard, chatting calmly with Tian Denghua.

At first, Tian Denghua had some doubts. This Uncle Hu looked just like one of the heroes in the village, and he could even chat with people.

After chatting for a while, Tian Denghua found that Uncle Hu was quite down-to-earth.

Like now, they've been chatting for quite a while now. They're saying that this year's heavy snowfall means the wheat will definitely grow well in the spring, making it a bumper harvest year.

When Ding Lianqiao brought Song Xingming and Song Yanyan back, Uncle Hu and Tian Denghua were already talking about the wild game in Qishan Mountain.

Before Song Xingming and Song Yanyan even reached the door, villagers excitedly shouted, "The two Song family kids are back!"

"The main character is back!"

The villagers spontaneously made way for them.

Everyone watched Song Xingming and Song Yanyan with great interest.

Song Yanyan had only ever seen this scene in her previous life when she was working like a slave at the company, and it happened when the leaders came to inspect the work.

Song Yanyan was a little dazed when she walked over.

Song Xingming is mature beyond his years and has always been calm and composed.

In order to get the first scoop, Ding Lianqiao shamelessly followed the two into the courtyard.

"You two are finally back. All you do is play around all day." Tian Denghua stepped forward, pulling Song Xingming with one hand and Song Yanyan with the other. Her tone was slightly disdainful, but her face was full of smug pride. "Come here, you two. Let me tell you, this is Steward Hu. Didn't you two save Old Man Su a few days ago? He's the steward of Old Man Su's clan. Today, Old Man Su and his clan have come especially to thank you!"

These two are the good children she raised!

Uncle Hu smiled and bowed deeply to Song Xingming and Song Yanyan: "Young Master Song, Miss Song, on behalf of the Su family, I would like to thank you both. If it weren't for you two, our Seventh Master would probably be gone by now."

He straightened up and pointed to the eight red lacquered wooden boxes in the courtyard. "This is a small gift from our clan. Please don't find it offensive, Young Master Song and Miss Song."

Song Xingming politely cupped his hands in greeting: "Anyone who saw that situation would have stepped in to help. Your family is too kind."

Uncle Hu sighed, “It’s not that we’re being polite, it’s that Young Master Song is being too polite… Our Seventh Master is of high seniority in the clan, and he doesn’t like to live with the clan members. Even though the clan wanted to assign someone to serve him, he refused. He’s very stubborn. Look, it’s the New Year, and he’s all alone. If it weren’t for Young Master Song and Miss Song’s righteous rescue, wouldn’t things be terrible?… So please don’t refuse this small gift, Young Master Song and Miss Song.”

Several children, perched on the courtyard wall, were jeering, "Open it and see! Open it and see!"

Uncle Hu was a respectable man. Although this was a gift they had brought, he still looked at Tian Denghua as if seeking her opinion.

Tian Denghua hesitated for a moment, but then had no objection.

Otherwise, who knows what rumors will spread in the village later? I bet some people will say that all eight boxes are full of gold and silver jewelry!

It's better to just open the box openly and honestly.

Uncle Hu waved his hand, signaling the servants to open all the red lacquered wooden chests.

The villagers watching the spectacle instinctively held their breath.

Ding Lianqiao even grabbed Song Yanyan's arm tightly in excitement.

Song Yanyan was also peeking her little head out.

Eight red lacquered wooden boxes were opened one by one.

Everyone craned their necks to look over.

The first wooden box was lined with oil paper, and a cured goat leg was placed on it.

This cured lamb leg is the foreleg, and it also has half a spare rib. It's packed full in the box.

The sheep's hoof was tied with a red ribbon, which was both respectable and practical.

"What a huge leg of lamb!"

Everyone gasped in amazement.

Tian Denghua loves to cook. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at the cured lamb leg, and seven or eight different ways of cooking it flashed through her mind.

She felt a mixture of joy and unease.

This leg of lamb alone is a bit too much of a gift!

There are seven more boxes behind!

Before Tian Denghua could say anything, the box behind her was opened again.

The second box contained another leg of lamb tied with a red ribbon!

"Wow, what a generous gesture! Two cured lamb legs!"

The villagers were extremely envious.

Tian Denghua felt a little dizzy.

The third box and the fourth box were filled to the brim with fabrics, and the patterns and fabrics were all very fashionable!

Tian Denghua was overjoyed. Such fine material! One box would last for several years, and she would keep another box as a dowry for her daughter, Yan Yan!

Ding Lianqiao gasped, grabbed Song Yanyan's arm, and laughed quickly, "Yanyan, you've struck it rich! Those materials look incredibly expensive!"

Song Yanyan was also very happy; who doesn't love pretty clothes!

Now, she, her mother, and her sister-in-law must be incredibly happy!

The fifth box was somewhat different; it contained a complete set of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

The paper, in stacks, even though Song Yanyan didn't know much about it, she could tell at a glance that it was far, far better than the cheapest, roughest straw paper her third brother usually used!

Song Yanyan's face flushed with excitement!