Old Mrs. Song simply refused to believe this superstition.

"Today, I'm going in again to see what kind of shady things you're hiding in your house."

Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua were, after all, just kids; no matter how hard they tried to hide it, they were still nervous and guilty.

Old Mrs. Song was a shrewd woman; she saw through it at a glance.

"Grandson, clear the way!"

The term "eldest grandson" refers to Song Haitao.

Grandma Song never regarded Song Yaohui and his two siblings as her grandchildren.

Upon receiving the order, Song Haitao rolled up his sleeves and went forward to pull Song Yaohua.

He was clever enough to start with Song Yaohua, knowing to pick the softest persimmons.

Song Yaohui kicked him a long way away.

In a fight, Song Haitao was no match for Song Yaohui. Although they were the same age, Song Yaohui easily defeated Song Haitao.

Moreover, Song Yaohui harbored a deep resentment towards Song Haitao for pushing his sister into the river, and now that he had the chance, he kicked her with all his might.

Song Haitao clutched his chest and cried out in pain.

Old Mrs. Song was furious and yelled, "You little brat, you've got some nerve! How dare you hit my precious grandson! I'll never forgive you!"

"Mom, what's wrong with Haitao?"

Song Dalong and his wife Li Zhen ran over, followed by their youngest daughter Song Xiaomei.

Li Zhen helped Song Haitao up with a pained expression.

"Haitao, tell Mom, who hit you?"

Song Haitao pointed a finger at Song Yaohui.

"It's him!"

Li Zhen pulled Song Dalong aside.

"Dad, your precious son has been beaten up. You must get justice for him."

Song Dalong was a local thug, and he grabbed Song Yaohui by the collar with a menacing look.

"You little brat, you hit my son, I'm going to hit him back."

"elder brother!"

Song Yaohua exclaimed in surprise.

Song Yaohui looked at Song Dalong with a mocking expression.

"Go ahead and hit him, avenge your son!"

Song Dalong raised his fist, but before it could land, a shoe slapped him across the right cheek.

He was beaten until he saw stars.

"Big brother, second brother, my shoes are gone."

Song Fanxing hopped out of the house on one foot.

She used to love throwing darts, and she was incredibly accurate, always hitting the bullseye.

In a moment of rage, he took off his shoe and threw it at Song Dalong. Unexpectedly, this small body was quite strong, and the shoe hit Song Dalong squarely in the face.

Song Yaohua immediately picked up the little red shoes that had fallen to the ground, ran over, and squatted down to put them on Song Fanxing.

Song Fanxing smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Second Brother!"

Song Yaohua shielded her behind him.

"Hey sis, don't go over there, you might get hurt."

Old Mrs. Song and Song Dalong's family vomited blood.

Who hurt whom in the end?

I heard from the villagers that Da Rong's youngest daughter could talk after falling into the water, and it turns out it's true.

Song Dalong covered his right cheek, where it burned with pain.

He glared at Song Fanxing, thinking, "You little brat, you've got some nerve."

However, this girl seems to be prettier than before; her skin is whiter, and her eyes are brighter, as if they are glowing.

Song Fanxing asked innocently, "Big brother, second brother, what are they doing? They're so noisy, I was just sleeping soundly."

Song Yaohua: "Little sister, they want to come into our house."

"Oh? Why do they want to come into our house? Do they know we haven't eaten for two days and are bringing us food on a special occasion?"

After saying that, Song Fanxing ran directly to Old Lady Song.

She said pitifully, "Grandma, please give me something to eat, I'm so hungry."

Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua: ...

My sister is such a good actress!

Old Mrs. Song's face darkened.

Song Dalong's family was also dumbfounded; they had come to scavenge for food because they had nothing else to eat.

Old Mrs. Song: "Have you really not eaten for two days?"

"Mmm-hmm-hmm."

Song Fanxing nodded her little head rapidly.

"Grandma, if you don't believe me, come in and take a look. Our family is so poor, we don't even have a single grain of rice."

Song Fanxing stepped aside to let Grandma Song in, and Song Dalong's family hurriedly followed.

Song Yaohui was anxious to stop her, but Song Fanxing winked at him, and he stopped moving.

For some reason, subconsciously, he trusted his three-year-old sister.

After entering the house, Granny Song and Song Dalong's family began searching.

In the end, they found nothing.

This house is so clean, even a mouse would be furious if it came.

Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua: ...

Where did all those things bestowed by the immortals go?

The group found nothing and quickly left.

After they left, Song Yaohui closed the courtyard gate, went inside, and walked up to Song Fanxing.

"Hey sis, where's the stuff?"

He knew this must be related to his sister.

Song Fanxing shrugged, "I don't know. I think it was the Fairy Uncle who helped us. He should return the things in a little while."

Song Yaohui looked at the brand-new, clean iron pot in the kitchen; it wasn't theirs.

The pot in their house still contained more than half a pot of pumpkin and corn porridge, but now it's gone along with the large iron pot.

Song Fanxing leaned against the earthen bed and dozed off.

Suddenly, the two brothers discovered that their belongings had returned.

The pot has been replaced, and it's now mostly filled with pumpkin and corn puree.

They were so shocked that their mouths dropped open.

Song Fanxing opened her eyes and said with a pitiful look, "Big brother, second brother, I'm hungry."

Song Yaohui snapped out of his daze and immediately ran to the kitchen to get a bowl of pumpkin and corn porridge.

"Big brother will feed you."

Song Yaohui scooped up a spoonful.

Song Fanxing opened her mouth shyly to catch it.

Song Yaohui fed her spoonful by spoonful.

I'm too lazy to think about why those things came back; anyway, too many strange things have happened to their family these past two days.

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