The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

When the old man arrived, he looked into the main room and saw his third son's family. He could occasionally run into Song Feng, but they had never spoken. As for the other two, he hadn't seen them for several years.

And then there's the newly arrived granddaughter-in-law. Looking her over carefully, she's of average appearance, with dark skin, clear eyes, and a clean, efficient demeanor—clearly a capable woman. This is the girl who changed the family's life. The Wang family must have been out of their minds, abandoning a treasure for a worthless weed. In the end, it was the third son's family who benefited.

He glanced around the room; there wasn't much to see, just a lot of junk. The people in front of him, however, all looked presentable, dressed in new cotton clothes. They didn't look like they did when they left the old house; perhaps they'd been eating well lately, as they not only looked healthy but also had fuller faces and were full of energy.

Oh dear, God is blind!

This family was destined to be beggars their whole lives!

"Mrs. Su, have you become mute? Can't you even speak anymore? Has your brain deteriorated these past few years?"

Su nodded meekly and took two small steps back, "Father!"

Looking at Song Feng again, Fang Xiaoning noticed his gloomy expression. She stared at Old Master Song, feeling a sense of unease about him, wondering why he exuded such a deep-seated aura of violence. His face was lined with deep wrinkles, his skin drooping like a dying toad, especially his eyes, which were filled with a dark, brooding intensity. No wonder her mother-in-law was so afraid of him; even she felt a little intimidated.

"Master!"

"It's really rare that you still remember an old man like me." With that, he didn't stand on ceremony at all and sat down in the main seat of the hall.

He's really something else!

"Grandpa, what you said back then was something you didn't want to associate with anymore. I still remember you saying that once I left the Song family, I should never come to the Song family's door again, for the rest of my life, in life or in death, so as not to disturb your peace."

My grandson has been doing as you said all these years, and hasn't dared to disturb you even once.

Just as the boss said, after setting up the stall for a few days and doing business for a few days, his tongue became very smooth.

"It's all because I didn't want to be a burden on you. I know you've had a hard time, and I didn't want to add to your burden. I never imagined that my good intentions would become an excuse for some people's filial impiety. My heart is so heavy with resentment!"

“Father, everyone knows how much you’ve done for them, and how they’ve treated you. Third Brother has always been the most filial to you. How will they have the face to see Third Brother in the future? How will they dare to face Third Brother? Even now, aren’t they afraid that Third Brother will question them in his dreams?”

"Oh, my heart is full of bitterness! My third son! You left us too soon. Your father has missed you so much all these years!"

Fang Xiaoning's lips twitched. What was going on? Was this some kind of emotional manipulation? If her dead father-in-law came out, would they dare to see him?

The family remained silent, watching the old man and Song Laoda perform their operatic routine. Fang Xiaoning found it quite interesting; upon closer listening, she noticed it even had a certain rhythm, almost like the wailing of someone who had died in the family.

However, the performance didn't last long; they weren't cooperating, and the two of them couldn't continue singing.

"Ahem... Feng'er, I heard you're going to build a house?"

That was the end of it, leaving Fang Xiaoning somewhat unsatisfied.

"Ah."

“Nonsense! How can you not consult with your elders about such an important matter as building a house? How can you be so hasty? You are still young and ignorant. Your mother is useless too. This is the first time our Song family has built a brick house. We must all discuss it carefully together.”

Here it comes, here it comes... the fox's tail is showing!

Listen to this! The Song family is truly shameless!

“Grandpa, this is the first time our Song family has built a brick house, so my mother, my wife, and even my younger brother were involved. Everything was planned out in advance. Oh, I also consulted with Uncle Village Chief. It wasn’t rushed at all.”

"Hahaha……"

The courtyard gate was crowded with onlookers, and everyone couldn't help but laugh so hard their shoulders shook.

The performance was so grand that almost everyone in Zaoshu Village, young and old, came to watch. The courtyard gate was also packed with people. Song Feng's house had never been so lively before.

That's right, Song Feng really didn't make the decision on his own. He really discussed it with others, but you, old man Song, weren't among them.

Old Man Song was so ashamed and embarrassed that his face turned from green to black, then back to red. "That little rascal!"

"Song Feng, how dare you talk to your grandfather like that? He's the most senior and knowledgeable person in the family. No major decision in our family can be made without his approval. What do you mean by that? What? You think you can just call yourself a nobody because you have a little money?"

As soon as the village chief squeezed through the door, he heard Old Song questioning, "Why doesn't he recognize us? Back then, you were the ones who kicked the whole family out in the dead of winter because Su was dying and Xiao An wasn't feeling well. What's wrong with that? Now that they have money, they want to freeload. Too late!"

"Now, Song Feng is in charge of this household. He can build whatever he wants with his house and his money. Who does he need to ask? You? Did you give him the money?"