Song Yan's gaze was terrifying, and Old Mrs. Song unconsciously took a step back.

"No, no! You're talking nonsense, you're promoting feudal superstition!" Old Mrs. Song stubbornly insisted she didn't believe it. But her true nature was that she was afraid.

If she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, why would she go to a fortune teller?

As Song Yan walked forward, she retreated until she hit the wall, leaving the old lady with nowhere to go.

"What, what are you going to do?" the old woman asked, trembling.

Song Yan gently placed his hand on the old woman's neck. "Old woman! Be a good girl and listen to me, make me happy!"

If I'm not satisfied, I'll sneak over in the middle of the night, and with just a light pinch on your neck...

You won't see the sun rise the next day!

Song Yan heard a dripping sound and looked down. The old lady had wet her pants; pale yellow liquid was flowing down her trouser leg.

Song Yan took a step back in disgust.

"Remember this, Song Lao Er and Liu Da Mei are not people you can mess with..." Song Yan had already walked out, but his voice drifted back from afar.

Grandma Song couldn't help but shudder.

Song Laosan, who had gone out for fun, returned home and unexpectedly ran into Song Yan.

The current Song Yan is completely different from the pitiful little guy he used to be. He couldn't help but scrutinize Song Yan.

How come this girl is so beautiful?

Song Yan met Song Laosan's gaze.

Old Song was so frightened he almost jumped up. How could this brat's eyes be so terrifying?

"I didn't offend your parents!" Song Laosan said urgently.

"You're smart to know what's good for you!" Song Yan said before leaving.

Song Laosan turned and ran into the house, not knowing what Song Yan had done to the old lady.

When Song Laosan saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least the old lady was still alive.

As long as the old lady is alive, he can live off the food in this house.

However, upon seeing the puddle of yellow water at the old woman's feet, he was disgusted. "Don't mess with people you can't afford to offend. Why don't you ever learn your lesson?"

Old Song slammed the door and left.

He's been scared these past few days too. His mom's been glued to the front door every day, saying she misses her second child. He knows exactly what she's thinking!

Song Laosan was really afraid that Song Laoer would get angry and cause him trouble again.

Song Yan is here to deal with the old lady; I guess Song Lao Er won't be able to deal with him then.

Song Yan wasn't too worried about his parents anymore, even though they were still easygoing.

But Old Mrs. Song could no longer control them.

Song Yan made this trip to prevent them from giving others something to talk about.

It would also be fun to scare the old lady a little while we're at it.

This old lady shouldn't be allowed to live comfortably.

After finishing what he wanted to do, Song Yan headed home. Unexpectedly, he ran into Aunt Guan on the way.

Seeing her at this moment, Song Yan felt quite conflicted.

Aunt Guan's unwillingness to abandon her family ties to take care of her younger brother's two children is understandable in terms of reason, but not in terms of reality.

Because neither she nor her family had the means.

She has no right to place this burden on Xiaoxiao.

Even Niu Niu will be affected.

"Xiao Yan, are you going to see your grandma?" Aunt Guan asked.

Song Yan nodded, "I'll go see her when I get back."

"You are such a good child!"

"I wish my Xiaoxiao could be like you!" Aunt Guan, who had originally walked in the opposite direction from Song Yan, was now going in the same direction as him.

It's obvious that she has something to say to Song Yan.

"Aunt Guan, I'm not as good as Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao has a much better temper than me."

If anyone provokes me or bullies me, I won't stand for it at all!

"You saw it yourself, even my own grandmother couldn't do it!" Song Yan said this to Aunt Guan, hoping she would be more careful with her words and not say anything she shouldn't.

“I know you’ve been a good kid since you were little.”

"Otherwise, when you were little, I would always remember to bring you food when you came to my house!" Aunt Guan understood what Song Yan meant, but she was unwilling to keep quiet.

Because the family simply couldn't afford to buy a house.

Song Yan: "Yes, it was precisely because I remembered Aunt Guan's kindness that I took such good care of Xiaoxiao in the brigade."

Without me taking care of Xiaoxiao, would she be able to earn the money to bring it back to you?

My mother also remembers how good my aunt was.

She practically wants to raise Niu Niu in our home right now!

Jiang Xiaoxiao was able to become a teacher in the brigade with the help of Song Yan.

Xiaoxiao was able to sell her grain on the black market to earn money in the brigade, which was of course inseparable from Song Yan.

Aunt Guan was speechless for a long time after Song Yan's words left her speechless.

Song Yan quickened her pace, and Aunt Guan realized she had fallen behind, so she ran a few more steps to catch up.

"Xiaoyan! Xiaoyan!"

Song Yan sighed. Aunt Guan wouldn't give up until she was completely convinced.

Song Yan stopped in his tracks.

Aunt Guan: "Xiao Yan! You bought a house for Er Bao because you felt sorry for your younger brother!"

My second son is getting old, and no girl wants him if he doesn't have a house. I really have no other choice..."

Song Yan looked coldly at Aunt Guan. "Aunt Guan, what you did was really unfair."

You want Xiaoxiao to give the house to your son, but you're afraid she won't agree, and you're also afraid the neighbors will say that you only care about getting your son's things from your daughter, so you dragged me into it!

Did I take it as if I had said I was buying a house for my second child?

Did my mom say that?

Aunt Guan hesitated for a moment. "Your mother, your mother said you bought a house..." She couldn't finish her sentence.

“Come on, let’s go to my mom’s and ask her what she told you,” Song Yan said, pulling Aunt Guan along.

The two people's voices attracted the attention of the neighbors.

"Xiao Yan! Why are you so short-tempered?"

"Look at you, you have a house in Kyoto. Your parents have a house too. If you weren't buying it for your second child, why would you buy a house?" Aunt Guan knew she wasn't entirely right or assertive, but she wasn't entirely wrong either!

"Aunt Guan, Erbao is my parents' son, not mine. My parents can raise a son just because they can have one, but I won't!"

"My parents don't even covet my own house, so why would you?" Song Yan shook off Aunt Guan's hand.

"What are you going to do now? What are you going to do now?" Grandma Jiang walked over angrily.

"I just wanted to say a few words to Xiaoyan!" Aunt Guan's arrogance immediately subsided.

Song Yan: "Grandma Jiang, I want to buy a house, but I never said it was for Erbao. Aunt Guan insists that I bought the house for Erbao!"

If she tells everyone, wouldn't that put me in a difficult position?

My parents are capable of having a son, and they are capable of raising a son. There's no reason for me to raise a child just because they had one.

Grandma Jiang angrily slapped Aunt Guan. "Are you getting more and more confused as you get older?"

I've told you so many times, you're not allowed to covet Xiaoxiao's things!

Xiaoxiao is willing to give her house to her brother because of the bond between them; if she's not willing, it's because she earned it herself, so you should shut up!

"If you want Xiaoxiao to be close to your nephew, you're dreaming!"

Grandma Jiang was a little out of breath as she spoke.

Song Yan: "Grandma Jiang, if you have something to say, go home and talk about it!"

Song Yan stopped Grandma Jiang from talking about it on the street for Jiang Xiaoxiao's sake.