The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Wow, everyone's here during the Lunar New Year! It's so lively!"

Old Man Song stood up in surprise. Why was this troublemaker here too?

"Grandpa Song, what brings you here? It must be quite cold in the northwest wind, right?"

Old Man Song closed his eyes, refusing to look at the rogue in front of him.

“Dad came to see me. He said he missed me and wanted to take me back to the old house.”

“Oh, it’s rare for you to do something decent, old man. I remember last time Chunni came, you said she was an outsider and wouldn’t even let your daughter into the courtyard. You did the right thing this time. You don’t know how many people in the village cursed you behind your back last time, calling you a scoundrel and a heartless person. If they curse you again, I will definitely tell everyone that you know you were wrong and will treat your daughter better from now on.”

The old man's face alternated between pale and dark.

"Fang Youcai, that's enough! What business is it of yours what the Song family's affairs are! Get the hell out of here!"

“I didn’t mean to interfere. I came to see my daughter. Is this your home? This is the home of Song Laosan. Your Song family cut off all ties with them a long time ago. It’s more appropriate for me to come than for you to come.”

Besides, my family isn't the type to mistreat our daughter. Our Xiaoning is the apple of everyone's eye; we miss her terribly if we don't see her for even a few days. Unlike some heartless people who treat their own daughters like dirt, never visiting them again after they get married.

"Song Feng!"

"Grandpa, my father-in-law has always doted on Xiaoning. He's just a straightforward person, so please don't take it to heart."

So what do you mean? You mean he's really heartless? Old Man Song really wanted to spit blood and kill them all. None of them took him seriously.

Song Feng's son, like his father, is a nuisance.

"Dad, are you here to pick me up? Let's not disturb your family's chatter, let's go back to the old house to talk. I also have a lot to say to you. These years, your daughter has suffered so much! Oh, wait, I have to return my sister-in-law's clothes to her. She can wear my eldest sister-in-law's clothes in the past."

"Your sister-in-law has no clothes!"

“Of course we have them. Every time we make new clothes, our eldest and second sisters-in-law get some too. And Da Yong and Xiao Lian don’t have any clothes either. Brother, why don’t you go back and get a few for them to wear?”

"It's good that you're staying here. I'll come see you again tomorrow, and we, father and daughter, will have a good chat."

"Dad, I'm going home tomorrow. We have nothing at home. Could you ask that older brother to bring me some grain now? Even a little bit will do, just enough to help me get through the New Year."

"Chunni, it's not that your father doesn't care about you, but the family is poor! We have no money. We've sold a lot of grain to get money to buy salt and such. Right now, we can only afford one meal a day, which is just vegetable porridge. Look, how about we ask your third sister-in-law? Next year after the harvest, I'll help you out. What do you think? It's all my fault for being so useless." His eyes were sorrowful, and he looked old and pitiful.

Fang Xiaoning: Tsk tsk, the old man is really flexible and adaptable.

"You didn't sell much, did you? I was watching when you sold your grain. You only had two bags, less than most families in the village. And a few days ago, your eldest and second sons' wives went to town to buy cloth to make new clothes and bought a lot of New Year's goods. Oh, right, you also slaughtered pigs for the New Year. Goodness, two big fat pigs! How much money did that fetch? I heard you kept twenty catties for your own consumption. How come you only have one meal of vegetable porridge a day? It can't be that bad, it can't be that bad. You old man are just too good at complaining about being poor. If you're poor, then most of the village will starve."

Song Chunni looked at the old man, tears streaming down her face. "Father, even if you despise me, I won't go. Why do you have to lie to me like this? You said that I would have nothing to do with the Song family anymore. Over the years, no matter how hard life has been, have I ever bothered you?"

Old Man Song's face turned bright red. "That bastard Fang Youcai, why is he acting like a gossip? He knows everything about my family. How did he find out?"

Fang Youcai: Hehe, no matter how tightly my wife keeps an eye on me, I can always find a chance to get some fresh air. Nothing new happens in the village can be kept from my eyes!

"Father, please tell me clearly: do you still want me as your daughter? In my current state, do you care whether I live or die?"

"No, no, your father is a shameless old man. Explaining things to him won't help. We need to go to the village chief and write it down in black and white, so that your son won't come over to freeload when he becomes successful in the future."

"Fang Youcai!"