The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

There was another burst of laughter all around.

They were truly ashamed of the despicable things the Song family had done, but what could they say? It was their family matter, and the Song family was willing to share it. It was a willing exchange, so what could they say?

There were only some minor complaints about the Song family.

“I’m his eldest uncle, and this is his grandfather. No matter what, we are his elders, so he has to respect us and be filial to the old man. Besides, the third brother is dead, so why can’t I be the head of their family? I am his father’s eldest brother, his own brother!”

The villagers nodded in agreement. That made sense. With the head of the household gone, weren't the elders and the eldest brother-in-law the ones in charge? What use were women and children?

The village chief sneered, "But you separated the family. When they needed you most, you left them with nothing. Now, how dare you say they are your relatives? Why should they listen to you? The separation agreement clearly states that Song Laosan's family has no further connection with anyone in the old house, and they will not take a single penny of the old house with them."

The eldest son of the Song family was flushed red. Everyone was talking about splitting up the family. If they had known that Song Feng had such good fortune, they would never have driven them away. At worst, they would have just stopped giving them money and let Madam Su die of illness.

"Even if the family splits up, what about the old man? Can't the old man take care of his grandson's affairs? Just because they have money doesn't mean they shouldn't be filial to their elders. When the elders twisted their backs while working in the fields, did they come to visit? The elders eat cornbread every day, while they eat white flour, eggs, and meat. Have they ever thought about the elders who are still suffering?"

"Village chief, what are you going to do about your son's unfilial behavior? Song Feng is doing something unethical. If I go to town and cause a scene, who would dare buy food from someone like him!"

Shameless! Absolutely shameless! The village chief was furious. He glanced at Old Man Song, who was letting his eldest son run wild without doing anything to stop him.

"The original document clearly stated that the third branch of the Song family was not allowed to set foot in the old house even if they starved to death, and the old man did not need their support. The share that Song Laosan was entitled to should be given to Song Laoda, and the filial piety that the third branch should pay in the future should be done by the eldest branch."

Grandpa, do you remember? I felt the division of the family property was unfair and refused to sign, but you forced me to sign it. After the division, the third branch of the family and the old house would never have anything to do with each other again. Even after you pass away, the third branch of the family is not allowed to kneel and kowtow to you.

Now, where does Song Laoda's talk of filial piety come from? Grandpa, do you really think Fengzi needs to consult you before building a house?

The whole village was in an uproar. All they knew was that when the family divided their property back then, the third branch received nothing. The land they were living on now was lent to them by the village chief and belonged to the village. The village chief had provided them with blankets, food, and even medicine, helping them get through that winter. The village chief's wife had told them about this countless times.

I really don't know how the Song family can be so ruthless, writing such a document is practically severing ties with them. Now, where do they get the nerve to come up to me like this, acting like Song Feng has wronged them?

Old man, how dare you say those things just now? I dare not disturb you, I would rather die than let you kowtow!

Song Laosan has been their beast of burden for over twenty years, and this is how they treat his wife and children? Aren't they afraid he'll jump out of his grave and come after them?

I've seen ruthless people, but I've never seen anyone this ruthless. Old man, you truly are someone who crawled out of piles of corpses during the famine.

Cattle!

Old Man Song stared intently at the village chief. Judging from his eyes, you could tell how much he hated the village chief. His withered old hand trembled slightly as he pointed at the village chief. "What does our Song family's business have to do with you? What, you want to take advantage of them by pretending to be an elder when they don't have one? No matter how much you argue, I am still his grandfather. Parents are always right, and elders are even more so. As long as I am alive, he has to be filial to me, and that's how I can be the head of this family."

The old man was driven to desperation. Since things had come to this, why bother pretending? He might as well swallow his pride and be open about it! Getting what he wanted was the most important thing; what was face worth?

Back then, to survive, he did everything he could on the run, even giving away his wife to other men. He also killed people and ate human flesh.

Ha, talk to him about conscience, sorry, he doesn't have one!

The third son was also his son, so why did he dislike him so much? There was no other reason than that one year he took his three sons to a temple to pray, and a fortune teller at the foot of the mountain said that the third son was destined for poverty and would never amount to anything. His birth chart was said to bring misfortune to his relatives; whoever was close to him would suffer. And sure enough, his wife, who had never believed this and loved him dearly, was killed off early by his supposed curse.

And he, despite all the abuse he and his family have suffered over the years, remains in excellent health, eats well, sleeps soundly, and has no health problems whatsoever.

And then there was his wife, who was closest to him. They slept together every day. When she married him, she was as strong as an ox. By the time he died, she was almost half dead. For the past few years, she had been on medication constantly, just hanging on to her life.