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

Qi Lian added another handful of firewood to the stove, and the firelight made her face sweat a little.

Qi Lian whispered, "...Do you remember, Aunt Xiuli's husband's older brother works as a clerk in the yamen, the one who lives in the county town."

Song Yanyan nodded vigorously.

She certainly remembered.

Previously, Aunt Xiuli had heard from her brother-in-law that Song Pan'er had gotten together with that young man from the county town through a blind date, and she had even come to gossip about it to her mother.

Qi Lian whispered, "Aunt Xiuli's mother-in-law, Old Madam Hua, always lives with her eldest son for a while, and then with her youngest son for a while. They're saying that a couple of days ago, Old Madam Hua went to the county and caught her eldest daughter-in-law having an affair, so after she came back..."

When Qi Lian heard the words "having an affair with a stranger," her face flushed red. Realizing what she was saying, she quickly stopped, exclaiming "Oh dear, oh dear!" in a panic: "Oh no, if Mother finds out I told you this when she gets back, she'll definitely beat me up."

Qi Lian was so excited about hearing some big gossip that she wanted to share it with someone, but the men weren't interested in it. Just then, Song Yanyan came back.

Qi Lian hesitated for a moment, but then she got more and more excited as she spoke, and couldn't stop herself from saying that she was having an affair with a stranger.

As soon as Qi Lian said it, she regretted it.

Song Yanyan quickly comforted Qi Lian: "What are you afraid of, sister-in-law? You're pregnant now, how could your mother dare to lay a finger on you! You're like a gold medal that exempts you from the rolling pin!"

Qi Lian was amused by Song Yanyan's statement.

Song Yanyan continued gossiping: "...But, sister-in-law, is what you said true or false? Aunt Xiuli's mother-in-law really died of anger because of this?"

"It should be genuine," Qi Lian whispered. "When Aunt Xiuli's mother-in-law caught her eldest daughter-in-law having an affair with another man, there were other people around. It was from that person's mouth that she heard the story."

Song Yanyan sighed: "It's such a pity about Grandma Hua. I remember she was still quite healthy."

“Who can argue with that?” Qi Lian remarked.

"That's right!" Song Yanyan slapped her forehead and took out a pale yellow velvet flower from her satchel. "Ta-da! Sister-in-law, look what this is!"

Qi Lian's eyes widened: "For me?"

Song Yanyan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes. I bought two. This pale yellow one is for you, and the other one is purple. I'll give it to Mother when she comes back."

Qi Lian was overjoyed, clearly very pleased: "Then, Yan Yan, please help me put it on, my hands are covered in dust."

"okay!"

Song Yanyan helped Qi Lian put the hairpin in her hair.

Even in the smoky kitchen, the pale yellow velvet flower in Qi Lian's hair still accentuated her delicate beauty.

Song Yanyan clapped her hands in admiration: "She's easily charmed my older brother!"

"Yan Yan, you have such a sharp tongue!" Qi Lian scolded, two blushes rising on her face.

It wasn't until evening that Tian Denghua returned, looking exhausted.

She had already eaten at Li Xiuli's house.

Finding a quiet moment when no one was around, Song Yanyan quietly asked Tian Denghua, "Mother, wasn't Grandma Hua in very good health? Why did she suddenly pass away?"

Tian Denghua sighed: "Your Aunt Xiuli has been crying all day because of this. The old lady's death was clearly not a happy one; she was angered to death."

Grandma Hua treated Li Xiuli, her second daughter-in-law, very well, just like her own daughter.

Li Xiuli fainted several times today because of this. If Tian Denghua hadn't been there to keep her company, something might have happened.

Upon hearing her mother's words, Song Yanyan's heart pounded.

Did Grandma Hua really die of anger?!

If it were a happy funeral, she might not remember it.

But if Grandma Hua were to die of anger... why doesn't she remember this incident from her dream?

Song Yanyan wanted to ask for more details, but Tian Denghua just waved her hand and said impatiently, "Don't ask so many questions, little one. I won't say anything more."

However, even though Tian Denghua refused to tell Song Yanyan, the matter still caused a huge uproar in Zhaoyou Village the next day.

—Because when Old Lady Hua’s three daughters returned for the funeral, each of them cried more and more than the last, and in front of the villagers, they brought up the matter openly.

Only then did Song Yanyan realize that the wild man who had been having an affair with Old Lady Hua's eldest daughter-in-law was actually the registrar of their county!

Song Yanyan immediately thought of Luo Jinyu, who had been adopted as a goddaughter by the registrar's wife.

In her dream, she remembered that the old lady Hua hadn't caught her eldest daughter-in-law cheating and was so angry that she died. But in this life, she had—could it be because the registrar's wife had taken Luo Jinyu as her goddaughter in this life, so the subsequent development was different?

Song Yanyan was completely baffled.

But Song Yanyan still went straight to the mourning hall of Old Lady Hua. Regardless of whether she wanted to watch the excitement or not, she wanted to at least kowtow to Old Lady Hua, who had once touched her head, to see her off.

The Fang family courtyard was now covered with white banners. When Song Yanyan arrived, Old Madam Hua's three daughters were shoving and pushing their eldest brother, Fang Da'en.

"You're still protecting that bitch! Brother, are you even your mother's son?!"

"Yes, brother, hand over that bitch! Make her kneel before Mother's coffin and pay for her life!"

"Brother, say something! Brother! You're not afraid to touch that bitch just because that wild man is a high-ranking official you can't afford to offend!"

Grandma Hua's three daughters pushed and shoved each other more forcefully than the last.

People came to pay their respects and to watch the spectacle, forming layer upon layer of people.

Song Yanyan was small and agile, and she used this natural advantage to squeeze to the front.

Then they saw that Old Mrs. Hua's eldest son, Fang Da'en, had been pushed and shoved by Old Mrs. Hua's daughters and was in a very disheveled state.

Fang Da'en's hair and clothes were disheveled, his face was pale, his eyes were red and swollen, and he pursed his lips tightly, refusing to speak.

Seeing this, Old Mrs. Hua's three daughters could only weep bitterly, clinging to the coffin: "Mother, my dear mother, look at the good son you raised! You were driven to your death by anger, and no one will even seek justice for you!"

"If my older brother won't go, I'll go!"

A hoarse voice came from inside the house as Li Xiuli, supporting herself on Tian Denghua's shoulder, walked out.

Her eyes were swollen like rotten peaches, and her voice was terribly hoarse, clearly indicating that she had been crying for a very long time.

At this moment, Li Xiuli's eyes were filled with hatred: "My elder brother is afraid to go because the other party is a registrar, but I'm not afraid! Ever since I entered the family, Mother has been extremely good to me, treating me like her own daughter! She treats my sister-in-law the same way... But how did my sister-in-law treat Mother? It's wrong of her to have an affair, but she took advantage of that wild man being a registrar to slap Mother and even called her an old hag! She angered Mother to death!"

Li Xiuli choked up more and more as she spoke, and finally burst into tears, crying, "Mother, my mother, you are my own mother, I am your own daughter! Your daughter will definitely get justice for you!"