The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"I'll go find my parents and discuss it with them."

"Remember to make yourself sound a little bitter."

Does he need her to teach him how to do things?

Fang Youfu shamelessly went to the old house again. On the way, he became more and more indignant. He was clearly the smartest and most capable of the four brothers, and the most favored. But just because he didn't give birth to a capable daughter, he was outshone by everyone else.

Fang Xiaoning's success brought prosperity to everyone in the village, except for him.

"Xiao Qing, what are you doing here?" Looking down at the worthless girl in front of him, he just couldn't understand whether Fang Youcai and his wife were out of their minds, treating a little girl like a treasure. Look at what the child is wearing, that outfit must cost three or four taels of silver, right?

Too much money? Can't we give him some to spend?

"Gibberish?"

Fang Lao Si: ...Damn it, what did that little money-loser call him? Ungrateful wretch? That bastard Fang Youcai must have taught his kid that. What did he do to slander him like that?

“I am your fourth uncle, call me fourth uncle.”

The little girl blinked her almond-shaped eyes; of course she knew he was her fourth uncle. Every time she went to her grandparents' house, they would tell her about her fourth uncle.

But at home, my parents both say that my fourth uncle is a heartless ingrate; whoever benefits from him is doomed, and he runs as far away as possible whenever he sees him. Oh, right, my eldest sister says the same thing. She says that my grandparents raised him for nothing, and if he were her son, she'd hang him up and whip him.

She doesn't like people that her whole family dislikes.

"White-eyed wolf!"

"If you misbehave like this, I'll go find your parents, and then your little bottom will get a good spanking..."

"You ungrateful wretch! Shameless! You think you can fool a child? She won't believe you."

Fang Laosi's fist hardened. "You little slut, you're just as annoying as your parents. No, your whole family is annoying."

"Young Miss, let's go home quickly. You've been playing and are all sweaty. You should go home and change your clothes." The maid beside Fang Xiaoqing protected her and looked at Fang Youfu warily.

Master Fang's face was contorted with rage, and he looked terrifying. It seemed like he really wanted to beat up the young lady.

"Young Miss, let's go quickly!" What if she fails to protect him and the young master gets hurt?

This man exudes a menacing aura; he doesn't look like someone to be trifled with. Even though the master has severed ties with him, he still makes the young lady call him Fourth Uncle—shameless!

"Let's go home and find Daddy." She wanted to tell her father that she had met a heartless wretch today, who threatened her and made her call him Fourth Uncle.

Fang Youfu was so angry he almost vomited blood. He couldn't even handle a little kid. No, this little kid was now running wild on his head.

He was so angry that even when he arrived at the old house, his face was still contorted with rage.

"Fourth brother, what's wrong?"

"Mother!" Her expression immediately changed, and she looked at her mother with a wronged expression. "I just saw Qing'er, and she actually called me an ingrate. Mother, is my eldest brother really my eldest brother? How can he teach a child like that?"

"He stopped being your older brother more than five years ago, have you forgotten?"

An arrow pierced his heart, leaving Fang Youfu bleeding profusely. Is this really his mother? It's truly a case of a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs; now he's despised wherever he goes.

"Did you come here today because of something?" After all, he was her son, and the one she loved the most. Old Mrs. Sun couldn't bear to see him sad.

"It's been quite a while since I last visited you, I've been missing you terribly. Where's Dad? Out chatting again? How have you all been lately?"

"They haven't gone out. At this hour, they're still sleeping! I just woke up too."

He really knows how to enjoy life. Right now, he's the only one suffering.

"You should sleep more; sleep is good for your health."

"I know my own child best. What brings you here?"

Fang Youfu pulled Old Madam Sun into the main room and told her his thoughts. Finally, with a mournful face, he held his mother's hand.

“Mother, I really have no choice. They are all doing better than me now, and I am the youngest, but no one is willing to help me.”

I had to think it through myself and discuss it with my family; this was the only feasible solution. I couldn't farm anymore, so I decided to copy books and open a small shop. It would be a leisurely job, wouldn't interfere with household chores, and I could still take care of the children. My wife and I could finally have a few days of peace, without arguing and fighting every day over money.

This house was originally intended for the second and third sons. After all, they had been taken care of by these two families over the years.

Honestly, if it were the fourth son's family taking care of them, she and her husband wouldn't feel comfortable leaving them alone. After all these years, doesn't she know what kind of people they are?