The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Fang Youcai, having given up all hope, figured it was too late to hide it anyway, and he figured he'd be letting himself down if he didn't finish it. His own father—there was nothing to hide; he knew his father best.

"Dad, what brings you here? Did you miss me?"

Pah! I want to punch you, okay?!

“I saw you from a mile away, sneaking around like a thief. You were obviously up to no good. I’ve been following you all this way. Hey, buddy, have you no shame? You’re a member of the Fang family, after all. A grown man like you, doing nothing but eating all day long. Have you ever thought about your father’s reputation? Your son is going to be an official in four years. Can’t you think about his name?”

The old man looked at him, feeling a real sense of disappointment and frustration. This son was his first child, and how could he not have high hopes for him? But ever since he could remember, he had been good for nothing, ate everything, and was the best at throwing tantrums and being unreasonable.

Gradually, he became particularly annoyed and disliked some of the other children. The worst part was that he couldn't control him, so the only solution was to find him a wife after he came of age and send him away.

After he left, he felt a sense of peace and quiet in the house, which was incredibly comforting. His only worry was that as his fourth son's schooling continued, the family grew poorer. It seemed that the whole family would eventually be unable to support him.

But his studies couldn't be neglected, and he certainly couldn't let his fourth brother down.

"What do you want from me? Nothing good, is it? Tell me quickly." After saying that, she continued eating, without offering her father a bite.

Old Fang choked, thinking that he would be driven to his death by this scoundrel sooner or later.

“Tell Xiao Ning to go back to the old house. We’ve been married for so long and she hasn’t come back to see me and her grandma. We miss her a lot.”

Fang Youcai looked at his father and sneered, "You don't want your granddaughter, you want the money in my daughter's pocket, don't you!" He had been with his father for decades, how could he not know what his father was up to?

Old Master Fang's face turned bright red, even his ears were red. "What the hell are you talking about? Let me tell you, Fang Youcai, the matter of our fourth son is the most important thing for our Fang family. If he passes the imperial examination next year, you will all benefit from it. Now that the family is in trouble, you should lend a hand. My fourth son and I will remember your kindness."

Go and call Xiaoning for me, and while you're at it, give her a good talking-to. Her family is her support; if she wants us to stand up for her in the future, now's her time to step up.

"Dad, don't put it so nicely. With Fourth Brother's stupidity, I'm not saying I have any faith in him. I think you've made the wrong bet, but you won't admit it. Dad, stop now. The money's all gone down the drain. How will you and Mom take care of yourselves in the future?"

Who has a smart child who doesn't walk until two or talk until three? His two are the only ones. Even if you just say that, with proper nurturing, they have a better chance of being better than the fourth child. His father must have been blinded by an eagle.

Grandpa Fang was so angry that he picked up a wooden stick and started hitting Fang Youcai. What use was he? In this life, besides going against him and being lazy, what has he done?

"Hey, Dad, Dad, stop! The pig's ears are spilled! They cost 30 coins! Quick, quick, stop!"

Fang Youcai was glad he had reacted quickly and saved his special treat. He ran around the house clutching a pig's ear. Less than fifteen minutes later, Old Master Fang stopped, panting heavily, and glared at him fiercely.

Damn it, he used to be able to hit him a couple of times with a stick, but now, he can't even touch him with a single blow. Is he stronger now, or is he just getting old? Old Master Fang felt a pang of sadness and melancholy; he really seemed to be getting old!

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. Go and tell Xiao Ning to go to the old house."

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

This time, Fang Youcai readily agreed. Because it wasn't his business; it was just a matter of passing on a message. What his daughter did next was up to her; he wouldn't interfere.

Since it has nothing to do with him, why argue with his father until you're red in the face and it will only affect his ability to sneak food?

"Really?"

Why is he so uneasy? Over the years, anything he agrees to will always turn out to be a problem.