The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

If it weren't for the fact that he had a workshop and money, he wouldn't have been thrown out; he would have been beaten with sticks.

"Father, Father, Song Feng has brought people here to cause trouble!"

"If they come, just fight them off. What's there to panic about? Second brother, sometimes you just can't keep your composure."

Oh my god, the world is at stake! My pants are on fire, and my dad is still thinking about scolding him.

"Father, Song Feng brought a large group of people with him, at least twenty or so."

Just now, they were able to easily throw that person out because they outnumbered them. Damn it, this bastard turned around and brought even more people to cause trouble—isn't this clearly revenge? And Song Chunni is still lying in the woodshed!

Old Man Song hadn't expected Song Feng to be able to gather so many people. Well, now that his family was powerful, everyone was trying to curry favor with him. His brows furrowed tightly; he sensed something was wrong. If so many people forced their way in, they wouldn't be able to stop them.

"Boss, if they break in, you need to find a way to sneak out and find the clan leader."

"it is good!"

Boss Song hated himself for what he'd done earlier. They should have beaten Song Feng half to death before throwing him out. What a bunch of bastards! He immediately sent people to deal with them.

The courtyard gate had been in disrepair for years and could not be pulled easily. Several strong men quickly dismantled the gate. Old Man Song, who was standing at the gate, felt extremely humiliated. They were dismantling his house right in front of him. Did they really think that Old Man Song had no one left and could be bullied by anyone? Did they think that Song Youliang was dead?

After Song Feng entered, he ordered, "Search! Search every room! Find him!"

"How dare you, Song Feng! You brought people to my house and acted wildly. Do you really think you can do whatever you want now!"

"Grandpa, I was just looking for someone. I saw bloodstains in your main room, but my aunt is nowhere to be found. As her nephew, I'm worried about her safety, right? I imagine you're just as worried about her, aren't you?"

When Old Man Song saw that the entrance was completely surrounded, he realized that his eldest son couldn't escape. "Damn it, are all the villagers helping that brat bully him?"

"Village chief, what do you mean by this? As the head of the village, you bring people to search my house? Do you think you're some kind of government official?"

"Old Master Song, there's no need for further words. I just consulted the doctor, and he suspects that Song Chunni has encountered threats at your home. What's wrong? Your own daughter came to take care of you while you were sick, and now that something has happened to her, you're not worried or concerned at all, and you only blame Fengzi for being too concerned?"

"I told you she's resting inside." Old Man Song was so angry he almost had a stroke.

"They didn't wake up even after all that noise; they must be sleeping like the dead. Tell me, does anyone here believe that?"

Old Master Song was rendered speechless by their retort, his anger finding no outlet. He could only watch as they opened his door and began rummaging through his property. For the first time in his life, he experienced the feeling of being driven to the brink of despair.

"Here, here!"

Someone exclaimed!

Song Feng was the first to run to the woodshed, and the others also surrounded the entrance to the woodshed.

Grandpa Song's face turned ashen. "Found her, huh? So what if she's found her? He didn't kill her. As her father, can't he teach his daughter a lesson?"

Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes; what can they do to him?

"Grandpa, you... this is what you meant by sleeping?"

Seeing Song Chunni covered in blood, the village chief felt a surge of blood rush to his head. The others gasped in astonishment. Even tigers don't eat their cubs; the old man's heart was crueler than any tiger in the mountains. Chunni only returned to the Song family last night, how could she have beaten someone like this so badly?

Everyone stared at the Song family members as if they were monsters. Whispers rippled through the crowd, and the Song family members heard them all, nearly losing their footing. This time, their family's reputation was utterly ruined.

Grandpa Song looked at the village chief defiantly, as if he had nothing to lose. "I told you she was sleeping, but you didn't believe me. See? What I said was false?"

Song Feng turned his head and glared at Old Man Song, his eyes surging with hatred.

The village chief was truly shocked by his shamelessness. "Is this what you mean by being tired and needing to rest? Do you think we're all blind to her injuries?"

"If the child misbehaves, can't the father discipline him? What, village chief, are you interfering in our family affairs?"

The villagers stopped whispering. They had known Old Man Song for years, but today they discovered that he was not only shameless, but also utterly wicked.

Song Feng had no time to argue with him. "Village Chief, I'll take my aunt home first. She has a fever. Steward Ding, go and call a doctor. Does anyone have a cart they can lend me?"

[PS: My dear readers, could you please recommend some books to read when I'm experiencing a reading slump?]