The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

She was initially unwilling, but after listening to her daughter's analysis, she felt that her daughter was right; the business couldn't stop, as it brought in so much money every day!

With seven or eight days left until the autumn harvest, Song Feng went to the village chief's house to inquire which family could spare a few strong laborers who were willing to work for him.

The village chief was once again gripped by self-doubt. This kid, selling cold noodles and jelly—was he really making money like this? Now, he even had to hire people for the autumn harvest. He'd heard the Fang family had been helping out, but he'd assumed Su was too useless to work. Now it seemed business was just too good for them.

Three laborers, two work at his own home and one goes to his in-laws' home, which costs 105 coins. In other words, his daily profit is more than 105 coins.

100 coins a day, that's 3 taels of silver a month, and he earns more than that! My goodness, no wonder he bought the land without hesitation; he really can afford it.

His gaze towards Song Feng changed; he had heard that the food was something Fang's daughter had prepared.

That girl, after getting married, is diligent and brings good fortune to the family. The Song family has already prospered. In just a few months, they were able to buy land and houses. Song Feng didn't just marry a wife, he married a golden baby.

The Wang family, having missed out on her, is in constant turmoil, and I heard they're currently struggling to pay for the imperial examinations. I wonder if the Wang family regrets their decision to annul the engagement.

"That's easy. I'll finalize the appointment for you tomorrow."

There were plenty of people in the village who wanted to earn those 35 coins. Even he wanted to spare some of his money to work. What kind of money was so easy to earn? One day's wages equaled two days' wages! But he was the village chief and was afraid of being criticized, so he could only ask someone else.

“Uncle Village Chief, if you can manage, Uncle Shunzi is one of them, as are Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhou. You can ask them first. If they have someone available at home, then you won’t need to look for someone else.”

The village chief stared at him, stunned. This child was repaying a debt of gratitude. He knew perfectly well who had helped him and treated him well.

"Okay, I'll go in a bit."

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"Sister, eldest sister, hurry home! Father and Mother are fighting! Quick!"

What?

Fang Youcai, you bastard!

Without a second thought, Fang Xiaoning grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed out.

"Quick, go after your wife! She's got a knife!" Madam Su was horrified. Her daughter-in-law had gone out with a knife?

Song Feng, who was in the backyard, chased after him.

Mrs. Su paced anxiously, "This girl, please don't do anything foolish!"

Fang Tiezhu was also terrified; his older sister had taken a knife and started attacking their father!

Good heavens! I took off running home.

"Fang Youcai, you heartless bastard, give me back my money, give me back my money!" Zhao Shi, with disheveled hair, grabbed Fang Youcai and wouldn't let go. Both of them had injuries on their bodies and faces.

"I didn't take your money, I didn't! You bitch, don't force me to hit you again, let go!"

"I won't let you go, you bastard! Where's the money? Give it back to me..."

"All the money you got from that fart of yours is mine..."

Fang Gou Dan and Zhao Shi pulled at the person together, refusing to let go even if it meant death.

Fang Youcai was incredibly strong, but he couldn't break free for a long time. His clothes were torn in several places, and his body was covered in scratches.

"Mom, open the door! Open the door! Why is the front door locked?"

Fang Xiaoning is here? Fang Youcai panicked, more out of fear than anything else. He knew the money was given to her mother by that brat. What to do? No, he had to run!

Seeing that the gate was locked, Fang Xiaoning climbed up the wall using stones as stepping stones, and tucked the knife into her waistband.

Upon seeing Fang Xiaoning on the wall, Fang Youcai instinctively tried to run away. Zhao Shi held onto him tightly, and when she saw her daughter on the wall, she was also startled. "Xiaoning, don't jump! It's dangerous!"

If I were pregnant, this jump could cause serious trouble!

Taking advantage of her distraction, Fang Youcai escaped. Fang Xiaoning also jumped off the wall, drew the kitchen knife from her waist, and shouted, "Fang Youcai, stop right there!"

Holy crap, that brat is trying to kill her father!

Fang Youcai didn't think about anything anymore. Since a knife had been used, his life was in danger. He took off running towards the house, with Fang Xiaoning chasing closely behind. Just as he was about to close the door, Fang Xiaoning reached out her hand.

"what!"

Fang You shuddered. This brat was ruthless; she actually used her hand to stop him from closing the door.

Fang Xiaoning squeezed into the room, gripping a kitchen knife. "You hit my mother?"

"No, no, no, look at my face, it's all scratched up and bleeding!" Fang Youcai cried out inwardly. He'd been married to her for a while, and now she was acting like this? She was so cruel to herself, and to him... He was panicking. Wife, Dad, help!

Fang Xiaoning held up the knife, and Fang Youcai retreated step by step. He really wanted to kneel down before his ancestors. "Dad, help!" He was scared to death!

"Xiao Ning, quick, put down the knife!!"

Zhao rushed in and saw her crying with a knife, her heart skipped a beat. Patricide was punishable by beheading. It wasn't worth it for such a scoundrel.

"Fang Youcai, if you ever dare to lay a finger on my mother again, I'll fight you to the death!"

"I wouldn't dare, I really wouldn't dare! Daughter, it was really your mother who hit me, she hit me! I only hit her back a few times, really, I swear!"

He was truly wronged today. That crazy woman, Zhao, would beat him whenever she saw him. He was annoyed and angry, which is why he struck her. He couldn't afford to offend either of them, mother or daughter.

Song Feng also climbed over the wall and carefully took the knife from Fang Xiaoning's hand. His wife, unafraid of hurting herself, ran even faster than him, and the further she chased, the further she fell behind.

Seeing that the knife was gone, Fang Youcai finally breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed to the ground, his clothes completely soaked, terrified.

He wanted to cry, he really wanted to cry. What kind of life was this? The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and tears started streaming down his face.

Zhao: ...My son-in-law is here too, what is he doing? He's so embarrassing.

Fang Xiaoning: ...