Song Yan released Song Cheng, "You're ignoring my words; it won't do you any good!"

Since He Xiaofen has already done it, I'll take the 100 yuan. It's also to give you another chance.

I have plenty of ways to deal with you guys. One-third of this house and yard belongs to my dad. The other third belongs to Song Laosan. I bet Song Laosan is struggling financially right now.

All I have to do is tell him that he can rent out the one-third of the house that belongs to my dad, and I'll give him the money. The condition is that his share is also rented out…

What do you think will happen?

Everyone knows what kind of person Song Laosan is. He's currently unemployed, and Song Laojia doesn't have any money for him; he's desperately short of cash... Song Yan doesn't even need to instigate him; he'll do this anyway, everyone knows that.

He Xiaofen and Song Laoda were both about to cry.

Song Yan: "I'll find a shrewish and unreasonable person to live here..."

Your whole family can only live in one room...

"I'm sure your days are going to be very exciting."

Older Song: "Xiao Yan! I'm your uncle, after all. You have to let us make a living, don't you?"

Song Yan: "If you don't want to live that kind of life, then stick to your duties and don't mess with me..."

…

After leaving Old Master Song's house, Old Master Song was still a little dazed.

Is this his daughter? She knows kung fu. Actually, he already knew his daughter knew kung fu today. His daughter said she learned it in the brigade, and hearing about it and actually seeing it are two different things.

And when her daughter threatened them, the cold expression on her face made her believe that what her daughter said was true.

Song Yan could already sense that her father was somewhat afraid of her. She didn't care about that at all.

Because of this body, Song Yan's blood ties with them are unbreakable, and Song Yan is willing to fulfill this obligation.

It was the maternal love from Song's mother, that seemingly weak woman, that made Song Yan willing to give her heart. Unexpectedly, they had another child. Song Yan was overjoyed. She hoped they could have a child who would love them wholeheartedly, both emotionally and out of a sense of obligation.

In order to bring this child into the world, Song Yan did not hesitate to threaten and manipulate those people, and even used Bai Shuang's name.

Initially, Song Yan aimed to build confidence in Song's father and his family's willingness to separate from them. Gradually, as they experienced happiness in their lives, they were able to become independent individuals. Only after separating could they live their own lives well.

Now that Song Ma is pregnant, Song Yan is willing to use force to intimidate them, because Song Ma cannot afford to have any accidents.

Song Yan felt that this put most of his mind at ease.

The only one left to worry about is Old Mrs. Song. No matter how much the eldest son tries to control her, there's no guarantee she won't come up with a bad idea one day...

Song Yan: "Dad, it's still early. You should go home first, I have something to do."

"Then I'll go back and check on your mother first. Come back soon!" Mr. Song had no objections; he did whatever his daughter said.

Song Yan took out half a pound of dried morel mushrooms, half a pound of dried bamboo fungus, and a small jar of Longjing tea from her spatial storage. The Longjing tea was a gift from Qiu Jiang's wife; there were two jars in total. She left the other jar for Lao Zeng and the others.

Song Yan took the things and went straight to Deputy Factory Director Wei's house.

Deputy Factory Director Wei was a connoisseur; he took out the Longjing tea, smelled it, and refused to accept it. He was a tea enthusiast, and just based on the aroma alone, this tea was incredibly expensive.

"I don't know anything about tea. This is a gift from someone I helped out. If you hadn't said it was valuable, I would have really thought it was just ordinary tea leaves." Song Yan's honesty convinced Wei Chunxi that Song Yan didn't know the thing was valuable.

Song Yan said the two dried goods were bamboo fungus and morel mushrooms.

Wei Chunxi asked her, "Do you know? This is a delicacy from the mountains!"

"Really? I picked these on the mountain; they didn't cost me anything."

Song Yan had already left, and Wei Chunxi stared blankly at his things. His wife nudged him. "What are you daydreaming about? What are you thinking about?"

“From now on, you should visit Song Lao Er’s wife more often. If she encounters any difficulties, lend a hand. It’s not convenient for me, a man, to do this. You should talk to Mom and ask her to take better care of her,” Wei Chunxi said.

"Oh! So giving gifts really works, huh? You never accept gifts easily, did you? You've actually gotten greedy today! Let me tell you, I don't want you to do this either. It makes life uneasy." Wei Chunxi's wife said unhappily.

"Do I really need to go to such lengths? I just want to maintain this friendship with Song Yan. I dare say that this quality of Longjing tea is hard to buy even if you have the money! Whether someone gave it to her or she bought it herself, this girl is extraordinary."

Take that batch of winter vegetables for example! There's nothing wrong with me taking care of her parents.

These two dried goods are both good stuff. Take some and share them with the elderly couple.

Wei Chunxi only revealed the source of the vegetables to his wife. His wife knew the importance of the matter and nodded in agreement.

After leaving Deputy Factory Director Wei's house, Song Yan went to Tang Baojuan's house. Song Yan took 20 eggs, as a thank you for protecting Song's mother that day.

Tang Baojuan was utterly astonished to see 20 eggs. Even now, when you're on good terms with someone and they're helping them produce breast milk, they usually don't bring 20 eggs.

Song Yan was very straightforward: Tang Baojuan and Song Ma could take three months off. He Changshun and the others would also compensate them for their wages.

Song Ma had taken advantage of the situation for three months, so giving her 20 eggs wasn't much.

"You're so decisive, girl. To be honest, I was just helping out. My family really needs this. Since you're so willing to give it to me, I'll keep it." Tang Baojuan was very happy. Her husband was in poor health and needed nutrition. She had only meant well today, but she never expected to receive so much reward.

Tang Baojuan spoke frankly and openly, and Song Yan was willing to do things with such a person. A thought struck Song Yan, and he began to mention Old Mrs. Song. "She's an elder in our own family, and there's really nothing we can do about it. But she's truly impossible to guard against; my mother always suffers because of her."

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