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

Luo Jinyu got up from the ground and ran towards Song Yanyan and the others' room.

Li Qiyi frowned deeply, not at all at ease: "I'll go take a look too." He then followed.

Madam Lu and Li Qingwei exchanged a glance. Although they felt ashamed to face Song Yanyan and the others, they followed them.

Tian Denghua and Song Yanyan were discussing whether they could simply see if there were any merchant caravans going from Dianzhou to the county, give them some money, and follow them back.

As the mother and daughter were discussing, Luo Jinyu burst through the door, rushed over, and knelt down in front of them.

“Aunt Tian, ​​Miss Song, I know you must hate me to the core,” Luo Jinyu knelt there, her back straight, tears streaming down her face, “but I only wanted to save Madam Lu and Sister Li, I had no other intentions. You can scold me, you can hit me, it’s all fine…”

Before she could finish speaking, Song Yanyan rolled up her sleeves and rushed over, pinning Luo Jinyu to the ground!

Since waking up from the dream, Song Yanyan had actually been restraining her hatred for Luo Jinyu, fearing that she might bring more misfortune upon herself.

But she discovered that Luo Jinyu seemed to be at odds with her family. No matter how she tried to avoid her, Luo Jinyu was like a whirlpool, sucking her family into suffering!

If that's the case, we might as well give her a good beating first!

Let me think about it again, should I just kill her?

Luo Jinyu turned pale. She hadn't expected Song Yanyan to act without a word. Her back was pressed against the cold ground. Just as she was about to say something, Song Yanyan grinned maliciously and looked down at her: "...You just said that you can scold me or hit me, right?"

Luo Jinyu let out a trembling "Ah!" Before she could say anything, Song Yanyan punched her in the face!

Luo Jinyu screamed in agony.

……

When Li Qiyi rushed in, he saw the cute little girl with a round face, raising her fists and pinning Luo Jinyu to the ground, beating her.

Her face showed a ruthlessness he had never seen before, and as she hit him, she said, "You said it yourself, you can scold me or hit me!"

"You're willing to fight, huh!"

"You're willing to fight, huh!"

Each punch landed squarely on the skin.

Although Luo Jinyu was raised by a brothel madam, she was pampered and sensible, so she never suffered any hardship. She had never even seen such a basic form of physical discipline before.

Luo Jinyu didn't even care about looking good while crying anymore; she sobbed and screamed, occasionally cursing Song Yanyan: "Are you crazy! You lunatic—"

Li Qiyi stood at the door, dumbfounded.

Madam Lu and Li Qingwei followed closely behind, and after only a couple of glances, they were also dumbfounded.

Tian Denghua stood there watching with her arms crossed.

If they were in the village, she would definitely stop her daughter. Otherwise, if others saw it and talked about it behind her back, how would her daughter find a husband in the future?

But right now, we're in Dianzhou, a hundred miles away from the village!

Not to mention, that little bitch Luo Jinyu, if it weren't for a benefactor saving them this time, they, mother and daughter, would really have been killed by Luo Jinyu!

Yan Yan did a great job!

Like a wild beast enraged, Song Yanyan pinned Luo Jinyu to the ground and beat her wildly. At first, Luo Jinyu cursed a few times and fought back a few times, but no matter how much she cursed or fought back, scratching Song Yanyan's arms and face, Song Yanyan didn't dodge or avoid the blows and just focused on beating her!

Soon, Luo Jinyu, her face bruised and swollen, began to sob, "Help...help..."

Song Yanyan's eyes were bloodshot.

In this life, she wanted to live a good life, but Luo Jinyu kept harassing them time and time again!

"Wow, wow, this little girl has amazing strength."

A mocking voice rang out as Cheng Qian strode in from outside, bypassing Li Qiyi and Madam Lu, who were standing dumbfounded at the door. He walked over to Song Yanyan, examined Luo Jinyu, whose face was bruised and swollen, and said, "Miss Song, shouldn't you stop? I think if you keep hitting her, you'll beat her to death. You'll end up in jail and lose your life. It's not worth it."

Cheng Qian thought he should intervene to stop the girl who was clearly in a rage, but after he finished speaking, the girl slowly stopped, rolled off Luo Jinyu, and sat down on the ground to the side, panting heavily.

Tian Denghua was heartbroken and rushed over to wipe the blood off Song Yanyan's face.

Luo Jinyu lay on the ground, her hair disheveled, her face bruised and swollen, and her breathing appeared weak.

Song Yanyan looked quite frightening at this moment, with several long scratches on her face and neck from Luo Jinyu's resistance. It was unclear whether she would be disfigured.

Cheng Qian felt a little regretful.

Madam Lu had just realized what was happening when she quickly walked over.

Luo Jinyu's eyelids were so swollen she could barely open them, and blood was streaming from her nose, smearing her face. Gone was her previous pitiful and beautiful appearance. She struggled to open her eyes a crack and saw Madam Lu seemingly walking towards her. She cried out in a pathetic and miserable way, "Madam Lu, save... save me..."

Madam Lu seemed to feel a pang of pity, pausing for a moment before gritting her teeth and walking past her. She pulled a box of ointment from her bosom and shoved it into Song Yanyan's hand, saying, "You...you're too much..."

Madam Lu didn't come out for a long time, and only sighed: "You've been wronged. You're also injured on your face. This is for scar removal. You're still young, so don't let it leave any scars."

Song Yanyan grinned at Madam Lu, which aggravated the wound on her face, causing her to wince in pain, making her look somewhat comical.

Tian Denghua then thanked Madam Lu.

Madam Lu quickly returned the greeting, showing no disdain for Tian Denghua simply because she was of lower status: "You're too kind. In the end, you and Miss Song were innocent victims of this misfortune..."

Through Madam Lu's sighing narration, Tian Denghua finally understood why the bandits had robbed the Li family's carriage—it was all because of Luo Jinyu, that brainless woman, who had been flaunting her wealth outside, showing off the hairpin that Madam Lu had given her out of pity.

On the mountain road, as if afraid that others wouldn't hear her, she began to talk about the Li family's wealth and extravagance.

Madam Lu immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped her.

Sure enough, on the way back, those bandits appeared out of nowhere.

If it weren't for the desperate resistance of the Li family's followers, which bought them some time, they probably wouldn't have survived until their benefactor came to their rescue!

Thinking about it this way, Madam Lu's gaze towards Luo Jinyu became even more complicated.

There was no pity left.

"Cheng Qian." A detached voice rang out from the doorway; it was Xin Yibei who had arrived.

He was clearly displeased.

What is Cheng Qian doing here again?

Cheng Qian grinned and pointed at Luo Jinyu on the ground: "Master, I came to watch the fight. It was really exciting just now."

Xin Yibei stared coldly at Cheng Qian.

In the quarries in Lingnan, prisoners often fight with the local inhabitants. Since Cheng Qian is so interested, perhaps we could just transfer him there.