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

Tian Denghua became increasingly angry as she spoke, and her eyes even turned red.

—Naturally, it's because I feel so sorry for Song Yueping.

Song Yueping naturally knew that his mother was worried about him. But in his heart, Cuihong hadn't done anything wrong. After all, she was an unmarried young woman. What would it look like if a grown man like him moved into her house?

Anyway, he's young and doesn't mind the cold.

At night, Cuihong even brought him a quilt, which was very warm!

Song Yueping looked to his younger sister for help, hoping that his most favored sister would say a few good words for him to appease their mother.

However, Tian Denghua noticed Song Yueping's little trick and slapped her again, saying angrily, "Still looking at your sister! ...Do you know that your sister was unconscious for three whole days and only woke up yesterday!"

Song Yueping had no idea about this, and gasped, "What happened to Yan Yan?"

Tian Denghua's eyes reddened as she recalled the days of worry and fear she had felt while her daughter remained unconscious. She cursed angrily, "You still have the nerve to ask what happened to your sister! Go fawn over the Zhai family! ...Your sister fell and hit her head, and was unconscious for three whole days. She only woke up yesterday, do you know that?! Where were you then?! You were in the woodshed in Shuiwanggou, fawning over that Zhai guy! You, as her second brother, have the nerve to ask Yan Yan what happened?!"

Song Yueping shrank back like a quail after being scolded, not daring to utter a sound.

Seeing that Tian Denghua was getting more and more agitated with her scolding, Song Yanyan coughed, glanced at her sister-in-law Qi Lian who was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) with a dazed smile on her face, and decided to change her mother's mood.

"Mother! I have something to tell you!" Song Yanyan said.

Tian Denghua was furious at the moment, and even her most beloved daughter couldn't earn her a kind look.

She said irritably, "What is it? Don't even think about pleading for your shameless second brother!"

Song Yueping chuckled awkwardly, "Mother—"

"Don't call me!"

"Mother! Listen to me!" Song Yanyan proudly announced, taking off her shoes and standing on the kang (a heated brick bed), "My sister-in-law is pregnant! You're going to be a grandmother! I'm going to be an aunt! And my second brother, whom you used to scold like a grandson, is going to be a second uncle!"

Tian Denghua was stunned for a moment, and the impatient and angry expression on her face froze.

"No, Yan Yan, what did you say?"

Song Yanyan smiled, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling: "Mother, I just had my sister-in-law take me to Doctor Ding for a follow-up check-up. Doctor Ding also took my sister-in-law's pulse and found out that she is almost two months pregnant!"

Tian Denghua's heart leaped into her throat.

She couldn't help but raise her voice: "Eldest daughter-in-law, is it true?"

Ever since Dr. Ding told her that she was almost two months pregnant, Qi Lian had been grinning like an idiot.

When Tian Denghua asked her so loudly, Qi Lian blushed and nodded shyly, "Mother, it's true. Doctor Ding also said that the pulse is very good and the baby is fine."

The arrival of a new baby is a joyous occasion.

Tian Denghua exclaimed "Oh!" with a broad smile, clearly overjoyed.

"When the eldest brother finds out about this, he'll be so happy!" Tian Denghua's face lit up with joy. Then, remembering something, she slapped her forehead. "Oh right, the eldest brother's wife is newly pregnant, she needs to eat more nourishing food! I'll go boil you two eggs!"

Tian Denghua had completely forgotten about her good-for-nothing second son, Song Yueping, and happily rushed out of the house to the kitchen to boil eggs.

Song Yueping grinned foolishly, "Oh my, I'm going to be a second uncle! ... Sister-in-law, where's my eldest brother? I can't see him!"

Qi Lian gently stroked her flat stomach, a faint smile on her face: "...Your older brother went to the county to see someone off, he doesn't know about this yet."

Song Yueping said, "When my elder brother finds out, he'll be overjoyed!"

Qi Lian blushed at the thought of how happy and silly the man would be, and lowered her head to give a soft "Mmm".

Song Yueping walked over to Song Yanyan and hugged her younger sister, who was standing on the kang (a heated brick bed), with some heartache. He ruffled her hair and looked at the back of her head: "Yanyan, Mother said you bumped your head? Come here, let your second brother see where you bumped it. Does it still hurt?"

Hearing her second brother's concerned words, Song Yanyan's eyes welled up with tears.

Although her second brother was love-struck and infatuated with the girl from the Zhai family, doing many foolish things and even losing a leg for her, he was incredibly stupid. However, he was also incredibly devoted to his family.

It was especially good to her, her younger sister.

On that rainy night when the whole family was wiped out, it was the second brother, who had a limp, who held the courtyard gate shut, urging them to run...

Later, her second brother was hacked to the ground by guards sent by the ***. To buy time, he clung tightly to the guard's leg, and was slashed more than a dozen times, dying instantly…

Thinking of the horrific scene in her dream, Song Yanyan couldn't help but sniffle.

Upon seeing this, Song Yueping became extremely anxious and hastily withdrew her hand from Song Yanyan's hair, unsure of where to put it: "Yanyan, did I touch something that hurts you?"

Even Qi Lian looked over nervously.

"No, I'm not in pain anymore," Song Yanyan said, her voice trembling with tears. "I just feel so sorry for you, Second Brother, going to help out at someone else's place and having to stay in the woodshed. It's so cold, and it's snowing heavily! ... It breaks my heart, and Mother must be heartbroken too!"

Song Yueping breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little embarrassed. She used the same old excuse: "...Well, there's nothing I can do about it. Your sister Cuihong and I aren't engaged yet..."

Song Yanyan looked at Song Yueping with bright, slightly tearful eyes: "Second brother, is Sister Cuihong heartbroken too? Is she feeling especially guilty? After what happened, will she never want to ask you for help again next time?... Sister Cuihong likes you so much, she must be feeling terrible too, right?"

Song Yanyan's three consecutive questions made Song Yueping's expression freeze.

In fact, Cuihong wasn't upset at all. In fact, when his mother came to pick him up, Cuihong even complained a little, saying that the stove was also in bad shape and hadn't been fixed yet...

“Yanyan, you’re still young, you don’t understand…” Song Yueping said vaguely.

Song Yanyan didn't want to let the matter pass so easily, so she asked Qi Lian loudly, "Sister-in-law, Second Brother said I'm still young and don't understand. Sister-in-law, you and Eldest Brother have been married for three years, you must understand very well! If Eldest Brother goes to Sister-in-law's parents' house and can only stay in the woodshed, what would you do?"

Qi Lian thought about what Song Yanyan said and realized that in this freezing weather, if her husband went to her house, he would only be able to sleep in the woodshed... Qi Lian's face changed with heartache: "I won't do that!"

Song Yueping repeated her old tune, opening her mouth and saying, "...We're not engaged yet."

Qi Lian, rubbing her belly, interjected, "It's not a big deal that we're not engaged! Even if we're not engaged, we can still share a room with my older brother! My cousins ​​often come to stay for short periods. What's wrong with that?... Even if we really don't have room at home, we can take people to stay with relatives for the night. But even if it's a close relative who comes to help repair the house, we absolutely cannot let them stay in the woodshed! What kind of logic is that?"

Qi Lian and Song Risheng got married when they met while chopping firewood in the back of Qishan Mountain. Song Risheng begged Tian Denghua to ask a matchmaker to propose marriage. After three visits, the Qi family felt the sincerity of the Song family and finally agreed.

Qi Lian imagined that in the freezing cold, Song Risheng would be sleeping in her own woodshed, which she couldn't possibly bear.

All those words were spoken with genuine emotion.

It also vividly demonstrates how someone who truly loves another person behaves in such a situation—despite having so many options, the Zhai family chose the one that least respected Song Yueping.

Song Yueping's face turned pale, and she became somewhat dazed.

Song Yanyan saw this and nodded in satisfaction.

Let this love-struck person think carefully about what it really means to be truly worried about someone in a relationship!