The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Why did he go to see the lanterns? He has exams coming up soon, why isn't he studying at home? This child, why is he so opinionated and inconsiderate?

"Brother, what did the doctor say? Can Defa's leg still be cured?"

The old man glanced at his second son, his icy gaze making Wang Lao Er flinch. He couldn't hide his thoughts from his father after all. But then he thought again, feeling righteously indignant. He didn't owe his eldest son anything; he'd worked himself to the bone all these years, supporting his son—what more did he want?

If his leg really won't get better, why is he still supporting a disabled person? He must have other plans. For example, dividing the family property...

We can't let the old man squander all the family fortune on the eldest son, can we?

He believed that everyone should look out for themselves, and he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Thinking it over, Wang Lao Er straightened his back, showing no fear even in the face of the old man's glare.

Old Master Wang's heart sank. His second son was proving difficult to manage this time! His eldest grandson had to be well; if he couldn't take the exam this year, he could try again next time. But if he became disabled, according to the current dynasty's regulations, the disabled could not hold official positions. His life would be over, and the family would be in chaos. He didn't dare ask the doctor what he had said, not a single question. He hoped his eldest son would be smart and not say anything now. Otherwise, this land sale…

How could someone break his leg? How could someone break his leg like that? Why did he have to join in the fun? Wasn't he supposed to be taking an exam? Why wasn't he at home studying peacefully?

If he were in front of him, he really wanted to beat him up; what a reckless idiot!

Wang Laoda didn't understand his father's predicament or the deeper meaning behind his second brother's question. He was in pain at the moment and honestly replied, "It's definitely not comparable to before. The doctor said the break was very serious, and being lame is considered mild."

Speaking of this, he wanted to cry. His son, his beloved eldest son, was just about to start living a good life when this sudden disaster struck. What was he going to do? What if he became a cripple?

"Father, why don't we take Defa to the county town or the prefectural city to get him checked out? His leg can't be lame!"

The old man barely suppressed the urge to hit him. "Go and call the village chief."

Boss Wang: ...

Why is his father so mean to him?

The rest of the Wang family thanked the eldest brother for speaking the truth before the village chief arrived.

The group looked at each other and nodded.

"Dad, wait, we can't call the village chief now, we should call the clan chief."

“I know what you mean, but now is not the time to worry about these things. Saving lives is the priority. We can talk about everything else when Defa is feeling better. If you continue to cause trouble, then anyone who doesn’t want to stay can get out. I’m the one who calls the shots in this house.”

Having said that, no one dared to say anything more. They knew their father's temper; if they angered him, he was capable of ruthless violence. The family fortune, after all, was earned by him and his grandfather in their youth. If they weren't given a single penny, there was nothing they could do. Wasn't Song Laosan a prime example?

"We'll all listen to Dad."

The old man scoffed. Of his three sons, the second and third were the most clever, while the eldest was a complete idiot. But his son was good at studying. From the moment he entered the private school, the teacher praised him for his talent and intelligence. Over the years, he had indeed lived up to expectations. He had originally hoped that his son would bring honor to the family, but now he was crippled like this.

Heaven is not kind to the Wang family!

The village chief arrived at the Wang family's house.

The old man was somewhat embarrassed. He knew that the village chief and Song Feng's family were extremely close. Rumors in the village said that Song Feng had even sent him a gift for the Winter Solstice, and the two families had exchanged New Year's greetings. Song Feng was even closer to him than to the Song family.

"Uncle Village Chief, please have a seat."

"What does the old man want with me?"

With such a major event happening in the village, especially with two families losing people, and everyone crying and making a scene in town, along with other injured families demanding compensation, he was so busy he barely had time to breathe. Then Old Wang's family came. Their son broke his leg. What? They wanted compensation too?

Stop dreaming. Heaven knows who trampled on them. They should go find the person who hurt them. Anyway, he's powerless to do anything about it.

"It's like this, I don't know if anyone wants to buy land recently. You know, my son Fa is still in the clinic, waiting for money to save his life." The old man sighed. "You also know that my family has been struggling financially ever since we paid the money for breaking off the engagement. The only way now is to sell the land."

What compensation and money for breaking off the engagement? Isn't it because your grandson acted recklessly and did something wrong to Fang Xiaoning?

How many acres do you want to sell?

A mu of top-quality land can sell for ten taels of silver, so their family should still have some money. However, he was too lazy to ask about their family affairs, and if he said they didn't have any, then they didn't.