The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Alright, they've all been arrested, haven't they? You won't find them at their house."

"No, I can't swallow this insult if I don't go."

Zhao's biggest worry was her daughter. She must be very upset about what happened.

"How about we go to the Song family, see the girl, and chat with her?"

"Don't go, the roads are slippery in the snow. I'll be right back."

Zhao stared wide-eyed. She was just pregnant, was it really necessary? She had given birth to several children and had never been treated so delicately.

Was the husband doing this on purpose? He just didn't want to take her out.

Fang Youcai couldn't refuse, so he took her out, with the old nanny supporting her on either side, making her look even more important than the old lady.

Because of this incident, even the people who had been hibernating came out to investigate, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw what was happening.

What is Boss Fang doing? What happened to his family? Is he terminally ill? Why does he need to be supported by both sides? His complexion is very rosy, and he even seems to have gained weight.

No, who's that person supporting her? They seem pretty imposing. It's been a while since I've seen them, and their family is acting so strangely. What's going on?

"Hey Boss Fang, what are you doing? Can't your wife walk?" someone joked.

"Go away, what do you know? The ground is so slippery, what if you fall?"

"Who's that old woman next to you? Your new mother-in-law?"

"Get lost, what nonsense are you spouting? These are my servants, Xiao Ning bought them specifically to serve her mother."

Wow, Zhao has people serving her personally now?

Judging from this, Fang Xiaoning cares for her mother more than ever. Even the usually unruly Fang Youcai is now behaving like a dog in front of her.

The old women who saw it were incredibly envious; the daughter was even more beautiful than the son. Zhao Shi was truly enjoying a life of luxury now!

My goodness, what she's wearing in her hair, it's so shiny, is it gold? A gold hairpin?

Did your daughter buy it for you?

Good heavens! What family's daughter is so devoted to her parents' family? The Fang family is so lucky!

Fang Youcai and Zhao must have accumulated some good karma in their past lives.

When they arrived at the Song family's house, Madam Su was taking her grandson for a nap. The three of them closed the door and whispered among themselves.

"Father, Mother, don't worry, this is easy to handle."

"I'm just so angry! The thought of someone taking advantage of you makes me want to kick them to death! Where are those two bastards locked up?"

"The woodshed in the workshop is looked after by two servants in shifts."

Fang Youcai nodded, "Keep a close eye on them, don't let them escape. If you ask me, they should be handed over to the authorities and locked up for ten or eight years."

While we're still in the village, I'm afraid they'll do something bad; it's impossible to guard against them all.

"Don't worry, Dad, they won't get away with this."

"I'm just afraid that if someone tells you their grievances and begs for mercy, you'll soften your heart."

Fang Xiaoning remained silent; she looked very saintly.

“It’s cold, you should go back early. I haven’t told my mother-in-law yet.”

For the first time, Fang Youcai felt heartbroken. His daughter's mother-in-law, though a decent person, couldn't really help them.

Sigh, his family is entirely supported by his daughter.

Where is Fengzi?

"They've gone to the county town to arrest people."

Thinking of that scene, Fang Youcai felt a deep sense of regret. How could they not have invited him? Such a grand spectacle, and he had missed it. He couldn't miss the trial again.

When will we deal with them?

"Tomorrow, the village chief and the others will go to the workshop." The place has been prepared.

Tomorrow, right? He'll come first thing tomorrow morning.

It was completely dark when Song Feng finally got home. He ate two large bowls of egg noodles before he felt alive again; he had been frozen to death.

The roads outside are indeed difficult to travel, and it's admirable that they would think of going so far to do business.

"Is the person locked in the woodshed?"

"Yes, I didn't let them meet, don't worry."

"Get some rest. We'll have to deal with the clan leader and the others tomorrow."

"They must be so worried right now that they can't sleep."

It's really possible.

The person locked in the woodshed shivered with cold, rubbing their hands together, "What do we do? What do we do? What should we do?"

It's all those two women's fault. I told them to be careful, but they still made such a big mistake.

"Now that things have come to this, it's impossible to deny it. We have both witnesses and physical evidence."

“I agree. We were originally planning to deny it to the death, but we heard from the Song family that the two women were caught on the spot, and there's also the matter of the shop. Now, we can only plead for mercy and ask Song Feng to let us off the hook for the sake of our clan.”

Let them go? He really didn't have any hope. With such a huge commotion, did they really look like they wanted to let them off the hook?

I closed my eyes and kept thinking about how to break the deadlock.

Sigh, it's all my fault for being too greedy and blinded by immediate gains, which has led to this dilemma.

The next day.

Fang Xiaoning and Song Feng got up early. "Mom, Feng and I have things to do at the workshop today. We'd appreciate it if you could help take care of the kids for the day."

"are you busy?"

"It's almost the end of the year."

Mrs. Su instructed, "You all go about your business. I'll take care of things at home. Remember to come home for lunch."

The children are so busy, so let's make them something nice to eat at noon to help them recover.

The three of them went out together and headed towards the workshop. The people on their way to work were also unusually nervous and curious when they saw the boss.

"Master, the clan chief and the others have arrived. The house was cleaned yesterday; they're going to interrogate them." It's warm inside; they started the fire before dawn.

They arrived so early, before dawn? It must be tough on them, always having to deal with all this messy, unpleasant stuff.

"Go and brew a pot of tea, and prepare a few plates of snacks."

"Yes."

Before entering the room, Song Feng exhaled a deep breath. "I'll play the bad guy later. Just listen quietly."

Fang Xiaoning nodded.

"Clan chief, village chief, neighborhood head, you're here so early!?" Then, they saw that there was an extra person in the seat.

"Father-in-law, you've come too?"

"What, can't I come?"

"No, no, have you already had breakfast? Make me another bowl of noodles."

Everyone shook their heads in unison. They had no appetite for noodles and just wanted to quell the matter as soon as possible.

After Song Feng and his wife sat down, they gave the butler a wink.

Before long, both families were brought inside.

As soon as they entered the house, they were enveloped in warmth, so comforting they almost closed their eyes. Last night, the woodshed was completely empty, and they nearly froze to death.

Those bastards are Song Feng's lackeys, they're just bullies, they don't treat them like human beings.

Those present carefully observed them. It seemed that they hadn't had a good night; both the man and woman looked haggard and as if they had aged seven or eight years.

Upon seeing the clan chief, they immediately knelt at his feet. "Clan chief, village chief, we were wrong, we really know we were wrong, we will never dare to do it again, please forgive us this once."

"Yes, clan leader, we promise we'll never have any wicked thoughts again. We'll work honestly in the workshop and do whatever Xiao Ning tells us to do! We really won't dare to do it again!"

Deep down, they really felt that Fang Xiaoning and Song Feng were making a mountain out of a molehill. At worst, they could just give them the money they stole for the sausages, as if they had bought them from them. Why were they so fixated on it?

What they make is for selling, isn't it? It doesn't matter who they sell to.

As for the sausages I made myself, I really figured out how to make them myself. It's my own skill, so why can't it be good?