The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Brother Feng, it's harvest time tomorrow. Let's buy some meat later. Shunzi and the others will be eating at our house for lunch tomorrow." It's agreed that they'll provide meals for the next few days.

"Okay, buy two more pounds. The autumn harvest is tiring, so give two pounds to your father-in-law as well."

Alright, as long as there's food, her dad will have the motivation to work.

The news that Song Feng's family had hired people to help with the autumn harvest spread throughout the entire Zaoshu Village in just half a day of the harvest.

Not only did he hire people for his own family, but he also found a helper for his wife's family. How much money must he have to be so generous? It's 105 coins a day, plus a meal.

The Fang family's daughter really married well!

The villagers, who had always thought they were better off than the Song family, were now envious and jealous!

Young Master Song Feng, how rich must you be to be willing to spend nearly a tael of silver to hire someone to do your work?

Upon hearing the news, Old Master Song was furious, pounding his cane repeatedly. "That beast! He's utterly inhuman! I'm so old and still have to work in the fields, but he doesn't do anything himself, and he's even giving money to his in-laws! Does he think our Song family is all dead?"

“Dad, he thinks he’s all grown up now that he’s separated from the family. He says he’s given away the food he sells to many households in the village, and the Fang family eats from him all the time. But we’ve never received anything from them. He doesn’t treat us like family!”

"Dividing the family? So what? I'm still his grandfather, and I'm still the one who calls the shots in his family! Eldest brother, go and tell him to get over here and see me. It's been too long since I've disciplined him; I've forgotten whose son he is!"

The Fang family? What kind of family is the Fang family that he should fawn over? They're idiots who can't even tell the difference! And the Su family—he simply doesn't believe this wasn't her doing. They all genuinely think they can get away with this? Dream on!

Having received instructions from his father, the eldest son of the Song family eagerly went to Song Feng's house to find someone. This was the first time he had visited Song Feng's house since the family split up.

As for the Fang family, the old man was also feeling uneasy. His sons already had jobs, while he himself had to work half a day until his back was aching, yet he still had to endure it. His eldest son was taking an exam four years later, which would cost a large sum of money, but instead of helping out, his eldest son was only interested in shirking his responsibilities.

The eldest daughter-in-law wasn't this unreliable before; now, following the eldest son, she's learned to be bad too.

However, he didn't dare to easily approach his eldest son. That unruly son wouldn't listen to him, and he couldn't control him. The money was earned by the Song family, specifically his eldest granddaughter. Should he go to Xiao Ning and ask her to help out? That way, when the fourth son recovered, she could benefit too.

Old Fang pondered how to bring it up with his eldest granddaughter, because this girl didn't seem easy to talk to; not long ago, she even tried to attack his eldest son with a knife. He also heard that Fang Youcai, whom even he couldn't control, would turn and run away whenever he saw Xiao Ning on the street.

This is it! She's managed to subdue her father!

When Song Laoda arrived at Song Feng's house, he saw the dilapidated, almost collapsing house from afar and his eyes flashed with disdain. "These good-for-nothings! The house is so run-down, they don't even bother to fix it. They have a little money, so they try to be lazy like everyone else. They're hopeless; this family will never amount to anything."

"Big brother!"

Su was timid by nature and terrified of the people in the old house. When she saw the newcomer, she was too scared to say a word. After all, this was Xiao Ning's uncle, so if Su didn't speak, Zhao couldn't interrupt either.

Song An stopped what he was doing at the door, lowered his head, huddled up, and trembled.

Old Master Song surveyed the small courtyard; it was reasonably tidy. He stepped into the kitchen, but Zhao quickly covered the utensils used for making cold noodles before he could. Old Master Song frowned in displeasure at her actions. This was Fang Xiaoning's mother; he'd heard she was always staying at the Song family's house. What was she trying to do, treating him like a thief? It was none of her business if he went to his younger brother and sister-in-law's house.

"Oh, sister-in-law, you're eating well! There are eggs and meat. My goodness, this is white flour and refined rice, right? Sister-in-law, you're so unfilial! Dad is still eating coarse rice and cornbread every day, just cabbage and radishes. The old man is suffering. How can you eat all this good food?"

Su Shi: ...

For her and her husband, the word "filial piety" weighed heavily on their lives.

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you. I'll just take these things. Dad hasn't eaten them yet, consider it a token of your filial piety. Oh, by the way, when Song Feng comes back, tell him to go to the old house. The old man wants to see him."

Carrying grain in one hand and meat and eggs in the other, oh dear, there's too much stuff, what am I going to do? These people really don't know how to manage their money. So much stuff, how much silver will it cost? All the money they earned has been squandered!

Zhao looked at Song Laoda, unsure whether she should stop him. She looked at Su questioningly, but Su was completely dumbfounded. She had become accustomed to being oppressed and didn't know what to do.

Well, this person is even more compliant than her. We're doomed to lose this today. What are we going to do? We need to keep the helpers for lunch! If we lose everything, what will they eat?

"Mom, we're back! Is everything alright at home?"

Where is everyone? Why aren't they in the yard?

[PS: My darlings, I've worked so hard, shouldn't you give me a little electric shock?]