Qi Liangyuan was very generous. His restaurant had two kitchens, and the one in the backyard was usually unused, so he gave it to Song Ning.

Now the three of them come in the morning and afternoon, so they can work relatively quickly and at least make it to the daily delivery schedule.

These past few days, Song Ning has been wanting to buy an oxcart, and he goes to stroll around the streets every time he leaves the restaurant.

But after looking for several days, I still couldn't find anything satisfactory.

The cattle sellers raved about their cattle, exaggerating their virtues to the skies.

Although it was Song Ning's first time buying cattle, it was still obvious.

These cows were either old and frail or sick; their coats had changed color, and they even seemed to have difficulty breathing.

Song Ning visited several livestock shops in town, and the results were all pretty much the same.

They kept turning until it got dark, but still found nothing.

As dusk fell, the sky, once ablaze with the colors of the sunset, lost its luster, and the streets became increasingly deserted. Song Ning prepared to head home.

Unlike in the village, people don't wander the streets at night because it's not safe.

Song Ning carried a pound of meat in his hand and entered the alleyway, ready to go home.

But the more she walked, the more uneasy she felt; it seemed like someone was following her!

Song Ning didn't dare look back, tried her best to remain calm, and continued walking forward without stopping.

The footsteps behind her grew closer and closer, and Song Ning's heart nearly jumped out of her chest.

She was careless.

She thought it was still dark and everything should be fine, but she didn't expect to be followed.

She had been walking this road home every day for the past few days and had never felt it was far, but today, she felt that the road was really too long.

After two more turns and two more alleys, she would be home. Although the person behind her was following her, he did not make a move.

Song Ning didn't dare to make any rash moves and continued walking home, almost there.

Just as she turned a corner, she saw a light in front of their house in the distance. It must be that Song Dahai had lit a torch and was waiting for her since she wasn't going back.

Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief and was about to shout when a hand suddenly appeared behind her, covering her mouth and pulling her into another alley.

Song Ning whimpered twice and instinctively struggled. The man grabbed her hand and dragged her to a more secluded place.

The next second, Song Ning was violently thrown to the ground.

"Give me the money, or you're not going home today!" A fierce voice rang out from above.

Song Ning looked up and, taking advantage of the still-dark sky, finally saw the true face of the person who had come.

Zhao Yongfu.

Seeing that Song Ning didn't react, Zhao Yongfu lost his patience, gritted his teeth and grabbed Song Ning's neck: "I've become like this because of you, you little bitch! You, and your mother, that stinking old woman, won't have an easy time either!"

Zhao Yongfu was so anxious that he went crazy. Song Ning never expected that someone who almost lost his life last time would dare to come again.

"I have no money, you've come to the wrong person." Song Ning was no longer afraid.

Zhao Yongfu grinned lewdly: "No money? No money is fine too. I'll use you as my starting point. I've never touched a little girl your age before. Perfect, let me have some fun. After I'm done with you, I'll go after your mother."

Song Ning frowned, her eyes instantly turning icy.

She originally planned that if all else failed, she would simply disappear into the spatial dimension, so that he wouldn't be able to do anything to her.

She didn't want to kill anyone.

But now, she has changed her mind.

Zhao Yongfu was caught off guard last time, which allowed Song Ning to take advantage of him. He didn't even take this little girl seriously.

But he didn't see Song Ning secretly take out a knife from her spatial storage, grip it tightly in her hand, and stare intently at him.

Just as Zhao Yongfu lewdly lunged at her, Song Ning's eyes sharpened, and she thrust forward, the knife piercing her thigh, immediately eliciting a scream.

Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Yongfu was clutching his thigh, Song Ning stood up, raised his leg, and kicked him in the groin, causing another pig-like scream.

Zhao Yongfu was writhing on the ground in pain, his pockets covered in blood.

Song Ning looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "Last time you only limped on one leg, it seems that wasn't enough."

She held a knife in her hand. The moon rose, and its cold light shone on the knife, revealing drops of blood falling from it.

Zhao Yongfu tried to escape, but the pain was so intense he couldn't even crawl. He kept begging for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Er Ya, Er Ya, please forgive me for the sake of us being from the same village. I won't do it again, I'll never do it again..."

Song Ning's face hardened, he raised the knife, ignored Zhao Yongfu's pitiful pleas for mercy, and plunged it straight in, right next to Zhao Yongfu's ear. Then, Song Ning smelled a strong stench of urine.

Still not satisfied, Song Ning stomped on Zhao Yongfu's crotch several more times, then pulled down his pants to use as a rope to tie him up, and dragged Zhao Yongfu home.

Turning a corner, they saw Song Dahai and Zhu Shun carrying torches to the alley entrance. They were startled when they saw Song Ning's appearance.

The daughter was holding a knife with bloodstains on it, and dragging a man behind her. The man's lower body was practically naked, and his thighs were covered in blood.

Song Dahai was terrified.

"Er Ya, what happened? Are you alright?" Song Dahai looked his daughter up and down, but found no injuries, only bloodstains on her clothes.

The current Song Ning exudes a murderous aura.

"Let's go home first." Zhu Shun took Zhao Yongfu, and Song Dahai helped Song Ning.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Liu Yuelan and Song Xiue ran out.

Zhao Yongfu was left in the yard, still conscious, groaning in pain.

Song Ning asked coldly, "Have you decided how you want to die?"

She had thought it over. In this day and age, it was normal for a few people to die occasionally. Such scum would only be a menace if he lived, so it was better to put an end to his life.

Although she has never killed anyone, it's the same principle as killing chickens or pigs: just slit the neck, knock down the animal, and let it bleed.

It wasn't convenient in the village last time, but now that she's in town, no one has seen her, and even if she dies, no one will know it was her.

But Song Ning's words terrified the family members.

"Er Ya, don't scare your mother, calm down!" Liu Yuelan hugged Song Ning in her arms and said worriedly.

Murder is never a good thing. If it gets out later, her daughter will be finished.

All Song Ning wanted to do now was get rid of this disgusting thing, but when she looked up, she saw the worried looks on the faces of the others.

She didn't intend to keep this a secret; if Zhao Yongfu dared to do it, he should be judged by everyone.

She wanted to let the whole village know, not just the Song family.

After hearing the whole story, the Song family's first reaction was fear.

Liu Yuelan cried and stomped on Zhao Yongfu several times: "You beast, you'll die a horrible death!"

How old is her daughter, Er Ya? How could she have such a vicious mind? How could Nanshan Village raise such a beast!

"Er Ya, you've suffered so much," Liu Yuelan said with heartache.

Song Ning didn't suffer much, but she was disgusted. The fact that such scum was still alive was the greatest disrespect to the world.

Song Ning originally intended to kill him with one blow, but after thinking about it, she realized that killing him with one blow would be too easy for him.

Isn't he afraid of losing face? This time, she'll let him lose face to his heart's content. She won't have to lift a finger; someone else will take care of it for her.