When Han's mother heard Han Yiyi say that she had built the house with her own money, her eyes were full of surprise and disbelief. But before she could ask any questions, she heard Han's sister-in-law raise her voice and shout.

“You brat, no, little sister, you’re saying this? You built this house with your own money.”

Han Yiyi frowned when she saw the scheming in her sister-in-law's eyes. After recalling the original owner's memories, she realized that the original owner's brother and sister-in-law were not good people; they were not only greedy but also selfish.

So he spoke.

"After being abandoned by Fan Ting, I had nowhere to go, so I moved to this thatched hut at the foot of the mountain. Later, I made some food and sold it to Yunlai Restaurant. I earned some money and used it all to build this house..."

Her business dealings with Yunlai Restaurant couldn't be kept secret; anyone with a keen eye could find out. So Han Yiyi decided not to hide it and told them directly, only stating that all the money she earned had been used to build houses, and that it was impossible for her to borrow or ask for money from him.

However, Han Yiyi underestimated the two men's greed. They didn't intend to ask Han Yiyi for money; instead, they had their eyes on the house.

Therefore, upon hearing Han Yiyi's words, the eldest brother and his wife exchanged a glance, their expressions revealing their unspoken feelings.

When Nangong Yuan heard Han Yiyi say that she, Zihui, and Zicheng were all part of this family, his gaze fell on Han Yiyi, and his eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight.

When Han's mother heard Han Yiyi say that she had built the house with her own money, she was already full of surprise. You know, the mud-brick house they were living in now was only built with the ten taels of silver that Fan Ting had given them. Now, when she heard that she was doing business with Yunlai Restaurant, she was even more surprised and her mouth dropped open.

Previously, Han's mother thought that the house belonged to Nangong Yuan, that "idiot," and that Han Yiyi had abandoned Fan Ting and found such an idiot. Now, hearing Han Yiyi say this, she knew that she might have misunderstood, so she asked again.

"What you said is all true. This house was built with the money you made doing business with Yunlai Restaurant. So who is he, and why is he living in your house..." she said, pointing her finger at Nangong Yuan.

“I found Yuan’er in the back mountain. He had a head injury and that’s how he is. He knows some martial arts, so I let him stay. This way, he can not only protect the three of us from being bullied by bad people, but I can also teach the two children some self-defense skills.”

Actually, Han Yiyi said this because she didn't want her mother to think that she was raising someone for nothing at home. But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard her mother's stern voice again.

"Nonsense! What's the point of such a young child learning kung fu? Besides, you should be gentler and less stubborn. No one would bully you. It's a waste to raise such a person. Moreover, he's a man. Living under the same roof with him, do you even care about your reputation? Get him out of here right now..."

Upon hearing Han's mother's words, Han Yiyi's expression changed. However, before she could speak, Han Da grabbed Han's mother's sleeve with a forced smile.

“Mother, we’ve been traveling all morning just to see my sister as soon as possible. Why do you always criticize her as soon as we meet? Besides, we’ve been traveling all morning and haven’t even had breakfast yet. You must be hungry. Let my sister make us some food first. After we eat, we can rest for a day. You haven’t seen my sister in a long time, so we’ll stay a few more days. We can talk about anything else slowly, okay…”

Brother Han said this not to help Han Yiyi out of a predicament, but because he realized that his sister was no longer as docile as before. If she got upset and kicked them out, his plans would be ruined.

Hearing her eldest son say this, and considering that the group had been traveling since early morning and were starving, Han's mother nodded and looked down at Han Yiyi.

When Han Yi heard that her older brother Han was going to stay at her house for a few days, her brows furrowed. When she heard that she was to be asked to cook, her displeasure deepened. However, remembering that he was the original owner's family, she held back and turned to go into the kitchen.

However, Han Yiyi didn't intend to make anything delicious for them; she just wanted to make a few bowls of mixed grain porridge.

However, since the family had always eaten only white rice and white flour, Han Yiyi couldn't produce any mixed grains when asked to do so. So she thought of exchanging some mixed grain flour in the system. But before she could summon the system, she heard her older brother's voice coming from outside.

"Little sister, I see there are a lot of eggs and flour in the kitchen. You can just make a few simple egg pancakes and stir-fry a couple of side dishes. There's no need to make anything too complicated..."

Han Yiyi: Damn it, when did this thing get into the kitchen? So she could only resignedly shut down the system and go to the flour bin to scoop out flour. However, as soon as she poured the flour into the porcelain bowl, she heard a wail from outside.

"You dare push me? I'll tell my father, and he'll beat you to death, you little brat..."

The person crying out was the original owner's eldest nephew, Han Xiaoding, who was also the only beloved son of Brother Han and Sister-in-law Han.

This Han Xiaoding, despite his name, has absolutely nothing to do with being "small" in the traditional sense. He's practically as fat as a ball, and his clothes are tightly bound to his body. From a distance, he looks like a bound-up meat dumpling that has come to life.

In those times of scarcity, the fact that he could eat like this shows how much the Han family doted on this child.

Therefore, the three people in the room, upon hearing her cries, all rushed out.

At this moment, Han Xiaojiang was lying on the ground rolling around, occasionally pointing in the direction of Zihui and Zicheng and cursing.

"You two little brats, you beasts who have fathers but no mothers, how dare you push me! I'm going to tell my dad, my mom, and my grandma, and have them beat you to death..."

Han Yiyi also came out of the kitchen. Hearing the curses coming from Han Xiaojiang's mouth, she frowned, not understanding how such a young child could utter such words.

When the two children saw Han Yiyi, they ran over to her, their eyes filled with grievance and anger.

Meanwhile, the Han family members on the other side saw Han Xiaojiang rolling on the ground and felt sorry for him. Han's mother rushed over, hugged him, and called him her darling. Before she could even ask what happened, she pointed at the two children and scolded them.

"How can you two be so inconsiderate? This is your cousin, and a guest. How could you push him? Come over here and apologize to him..."

The two little ones were already aggrieved, and when they heard Han's mother ask them to apologize, they became even more unwilling. Standing next to Han Yiyi, their eyes were red and tears were welling up in their eyes, but they stubbornly refused to let them fall.