The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

“You’ve come at the right time. I’ll pack up and take the kids to the old house. Or, you could give me some food and I can go back to Caoduozi Village.”

How could the eldest brother Song let her go there to freeload? “My third sister-in-law has always been kind-hearted, how could she possibly abandon you? Just stay here in peace, and Dad will come to see you often if he misses you.”

“What are you saying, brother? I have my own family and my husband’s family. How can I live in my deceased third brother’s house? What will people think of me and you if word gets out? Besides, didn’t you say that Dad misses me and you also care about me? We are the closest of relatives. I feel at ease living in the old house.”

"Alright, you know what the old house is like. The third son's family is so comfortable; it's perfect for you to recuperate. Okay, I'll stay too. It's been so long since we've seen each other; let's have a good chat. Where's your kid? Come out and let me see him. How old is he? I've never seen him before!"

Fang Xiaoning really admired the old man. He had never seen his own grandson since birth and didn't even know how old he was. How could he have the nerve to say that?

“I’m just a worthless life, a meal is all I need anywhere. Father, you’ve come at the right time. I’ll go to the old house now. The New Year is almost here, and we’re really starving. I wonder if you and my elder brother could lend me a bag of grain? I’ll definitely pay you back when things get better! If you have some money, that would be even better. My child and I don’t even have a decent outfit to wear.” Saying this, he was about to get up. “I’ll go get ready now, return the clothes to my third sister-in-law, and let’s go back now!”

"Hey, little sister, don't worry. Our house is as cold as an icebox; you'd suffer if you came over. As for food, my third sister-in-law is in the food business now, and we can't do without food. I smelled something delicious as soon as I walked in. I wonder what you're making? Dad hasn't had much of an appetite lately; maybe what you're cooking is just right for him!"

“Grandpa has a poor appetite and is weak, so our cooking is even less suitable for him. It’s all greasy food. What if he gets sick from eating it? Who will be responsible? Uncle, don’t you think so?”

Fang Xiaoning originally didn't intend to pay any attention to them, mainly because she was of a lower generation, but she really couldn't help it. She had never seen anyone so shameless, even more shameless than her cheap father.

"Song Feng, is this how you discipline your wife? Does she have the right to interrupt when her elders are speaking? I've been here for so long, and I've never seen her greet me or serve me tea. She's just like her father, a complete scoundrel."

"I don't think Xiaoning did anything wrong. I've seen all of her filial piety. Mother, is Xiaoning a good daughter-in-law?"

"Yes, yes, in Mother's heart, she is the most filial!" Madam Su said, suppressing her fear of her father-in-law. She couldn't allow anyone to slander such a good daughter-in-law. Not even her father-in-law!

Old Man Song really wanted to smash this family to death with a hammer. Every time they came, they angered him. Did they want him to die of anger and go down to the underworld to keep up with the dead third brother?

"You bastard! Third son's wife, you're increasingly disregarding me!"

Su lowered her head and remained silent.

"Dad, how could my sister-in-law not respect you? Don't you know how she treats you? Of the three sisters-in-law in the family, the third one is the most filial. In the past, she did all the housework. She did whatever you asked. What more do you want?"

"You also said that, that was in the past."

"Grandpa, we've separated our family, how come you always forget that?" Song Feng reminded him at the right time.

Even if we split the family property, I'm still your grandfather!

"Yes, I didn't say you weren't. Didn't I call you that? But you can't interfere in my family's affairs. If you've come to pick up your aunt, she'll go with you right away. We're busy at home, so we won't entertain you."

Old Man Song sat with his backside glued to the stool, glaring angrily at Song Feng without saying a word. He didn't want to leave; it was so warm here, perfect for him. Living in such a warm room, where he could still move around, was ideal for someone like him with rheumatism.

These unfilial children only care about their own enjoyment and completely disregard their parents' well-being! How exactly did the third son raise his children?

"Father, eldest brother, second brother, let's go, I'll go with you. I was planning to go home tomorrow anyway, and now it's perfect. I know you don't look down on me. Father, what you said last time was just in anger. If there are any difficulties in the future, I, Song Chunni, will still have my family to rely on. Eldest brother, tomorrow you can take some grain and send us back to the village!"

Boss Song: ...Who the hell doesn't look down on you? No house, no land, no man, what's the difference between you and a widow? No, you're even worse off than a widow, at least a widow has land and a house.

What an idiot! He couldn't even outmaneuver a dying old woman. He watched helplessly as she sold off all the family's wealth, and the man couldn't resist either, running off with her. A girl like that, wanting to enter his family? In your next life!