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

Old Mrs. Song's face changed drastically, and she shouted angrily, "She's my daughter-in-law! I have to pay for her?"

Dr. Ding scoffed without hesitation: "That's a novel way to put it. Just because she's your daughter-in-law doesn't mean you can beat her to death or cripple her. Even if you take this to the authorities, you're still in the wrong!"

The villagers echoed in unison, "That's right, that's right!"

"I've heard about it too. That old woman from Sunjiazhuang abused her daughter-in-law to death, and the county magistrate sentenced her to exile!"

"That's right, that's right, you should hurry up and pay for someone's medical treatment!"

The villagers were all talking at once, and Old Mrs. Song's face turned pale and then red, and she couldn't care less about anything else!

But Doctor Ding was still pondering and calculating the cost of the medicine: "...it will cost at least seven or eight taels of silver!"

Grandma Song casually pointed to the red lacquered wooden box full of lucky money: "The money is over there, take it yourself!"

It was practically a hasty retreat!

The villagers booed loudly as Old Lady Song fled.

Doctor Ding then looked at Song Chengzong and reached out his hand to him: "Are you staying here to pay for the medicine?"

Song Chengzong's face also darkened!

At this point, he was burdened by the weight of "filial piety," but his valiant and skilled grandmother had fled, leaving Song Chengzong in a precarious situation.

He gritted his teeth in anger and had no choice but to run away as well.

Dr. Ding nodded in satisfaction and then called to Song Xingming and Song Yanyan, "Come on, come on, your mother needs to rest. Let's help her inside quickly."

Song Xingming and Song Yanyan responded and stepped forward to help Tian Denghua, who was lying unconscious on the ground, up and into the house.

Uncle Hu, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, suddenly cupped his fists towards the crowd: "Fellow villagers, our Su family is a kind and benevolent family. We cannot stand to see people bullying orphans and widows by taking advantage of their status. In addition, the young man surnamed Song who came with that old lady earlier bullied my young lady. The thank-you gift that our family gave to Young Master Song and Miss Song must not fall into the hands of such people. Otherwise, our Su family would rather take the thank-you gift back!"

The villagers who were watching the spectacle all cheered!

They were naturally envious and jealous of the gifts that Tian Denghua's family received, wishing that they could have received so many good things themselves.

But who can blame them for missing it? They can't be blamed on others.

However, they were even more unwilling to see that the greedy and unscrupulous Old Mrs. Song, who had also missed out, took advantage of her status as an elder to seize all those good things for herself!

If that's the case, it would be better to let Tian Denghua and the others get it!

At the very least, Tian Denghua's two good children saved that old man Su's life, and they deserved it!

What right do Grandma Song and her family have?

Based on thick skin? Based on shamelessness?

Now, Steward Hu, who came to deliver gifts from the Su family, has publicly declared that if Old Madam Song and her family receive the gifts as a token of gratitude, the Su family would rather take them back!

How could the villagers not support it?

The cheers were so loud they almost pierced the sky.

Uncle Hu looked on with satisfaction at the popular sentiment, thinking that this would improve the image of the Su family in Zhaoyou Village. He believed that the villagers would pay more attention to Seventh Master, whether for the sake of the money or for the goodwill he had gained.

Uncle Hu had his servants carry the red lacquered wooden boxes to Tian Denghua's main room, and after personally saying goodbye, he left.

The villagers watched a great spectacle, and with a mix of envy and a hope that they might be the next lucky one, they dispersed contentedly.

Main house.

Tian Denghua threw off the quilt and sat up abruptly on the kang (a heated brick bed), thanking Doctor Ding with a face full of gratitude: "I must thank Doctor Ding again this time."

Dr. Ding shook his head and said, "It's alright, it's alright. Those who follow the right path receive much help, while those who stray from it receive little. Old Mrs. Song really went too far."

Dr. Ding's highbrow speech left Tian Denghua with only a vague understanding.

However, Dr. Ding said that Old Mrs. Song went too far, and Tian Denghua supported herself with both hands and feet.

When she first saw the eight boxes, she felt a pang of regret while calculating how much she should give as a token of "filial piety" to Old Madam Song. However, Old Madam Song was far too greedy and wanted them all. This led Tian Denghua to lie down on the ground, and Old Madam Song received nothing at all.

After Doctor Ding and Uncle Hu left, eight red lacquered wooden boxes were lined up in the room. Tian Denghua was overjoyed, touching them here and there, she was extremely happy.

"Oh my, look at this top-quality cured lamb leg! We can keep one for ourselves and sell the other for a lot of money!"

"Look at this fabric, this material! It's all practical. Oh my, these few bolts of fabric have such beautiful patterns. It's almost spring, so I'll make a few clothes for Yan Yan and my eldest daughter-in-law. I guarantee that no one in the village will be prettier than my daughter or my daughter-in-law then!"

"This ink, paper, and inkstone are all excellent gifts! Wow, they'll save us so much money on ink and paper!"

"...And these bowls and plates, I love them so much! I'll take them apart in a bit and use them to cook!"

"Oh my, oh my, there's so much leather! The tanning is really good. I'll set aside half of it for Yan Yan's dowry! When the dowry list is revealed, I guarantee everyone will be green with envy!"

"And this money..."

Tian Denghua, completely absorbed in the moment, picked up several strings of lucky money and rubbed them vigorously several times.

Clearly, she loved every single gift from the Su family!

"The Su family is so generous and considerate in handling things. It's rare to see such a kind and generous family." Tian Denghua thought of something and solemnly instructed, "Just because of their thoughtful and meticulous nature, we should treat Old Man Su as a proper relative from now on, and visit him during festivals and holidays."

Only Song Yanyan and her brother Song Xingming were in the room.

The two responded in unison.

Just as she agreed, a hoarse, anxious voice came from outside: "Mother?! Mother, are you alright?!"

—After lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) for several days, Song Yueping, who had been driven out by Tian Denghua with a rolling pin after she could no longer bear it, returned.

Facing the vast open space, Song Yueping's mood had indeed improved considerably in the past two days. However, as soon as he entered the village today, the few people chatting at the village entrance called out to him all at once: "Hey, Yueping, why are you still wandering around outside? Don't you know, your grandma and your mother got into a fight, and your mother even fainted!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yueping became extremely anxious and rushed home.

He was so anxious that he started asking questions before he even entered the door.

Before he could even finish asking, he lifted the curtain and entered the room, only to find his mother holding several strings of copper coins, looking at him with a disgusted expression.

In the not-so-spacious main room of his house, eight red lacquered wooden chests were placed full, with red ribbons tied to the handles of the chests.

Song Yueping: "?"

Don't tell him that these boxes were sent by his grandmother, Old Mrs. Song, to apologize after she knocked his mother unconscious.

Song Yueping found it utterly absurd.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

Even if Song Chengzong became emperor, Old Madam Song would never be so generous to them!

"Mother, are you alright? What happened?" Song Yueping asked hesitantly.