Several aunts and sisters-in-law were so frightened by her cold gaze that they all took a step back. Some of the more timid sisters-in-law even hid behind the bolder aunts.

"Who tied the rope?" Song Yueying asked in a cold voice.

"It wasn't me," the timid sister-in-law quickly denied.

"It wasn't me either," Aunt Zhang chimed in.

The other aunts and sisters-in-law looked at each other, then all turned to look at Song Rumeng, who was lying on the ground.

It's true that they tied people up, but the idea of ​​tying them up was Song Rumeng's.

No one stepped forward to admit it, but everyone stared at Song Rumeng, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Song Yueying then realized that the idea of ​​tying up Song's mother was most likely Song Rumeng's.

The culprit is Song Rumeng, so she'll deal with Song Rumeng first today. These fools who were used as pawns will be spared for now.

Song Yueying asked with a smile, "Aunties and sisters-in-law, don't you have to go to work?"

"We...we're here to go to work..." Aunt Zhang stammered, but Song Yueying interrupted her before she could finish.

"Then what are you doing in my yard?" She had a casual smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.

She had memorized the faces of those people in the courtyard. Those who had wronged Song's mother deserved to suffer the same torment she had endured today and in the past.

Looking at Song Yueying's smile, the aunts and sisters-in-law felt a chill run down their spines, a creepy feeling, and a nameless fear rose from the bottom of their hearts.

They rushed off, saying they needed to go to work and couldn't waste time. Once outside, remembering what Song Yueying had done in the village, they regretted coming to help Song Rumeng.

In an instant, everyone was gone, leaving only the unconscious Song's mother and Song Yueying, and Song Rumeng lying on the ground in the courtyard.

Lying on the ground, Song Rumeng gritted her teeth in anger, no longer bothering to pretend to be dead, and looked up to check the situation. She just saw Song Yueying walk to the courtyard gate and close it.

Song Rumeng's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of her heart. "Why...why did you close the door?"

"I'm happy," Song Yueying replied, seemingly ignoring the question, and slowly walked towards her.

Watching Song Yueying walk towards her, Song Rumeng felt as if every step she took was pounding on her heart. Song Yueying was abnormal, utterly abnormal.

Song Rumeng ordered in a trembling voice, "You...you go open the door, and don't close it."

"Why should I listen to you?" Standing in front of Song Rumeng, Song Yueying crossed her arms and looked down at her.

“I am… your cousin, yes, I am your cousin.” Song Rumeng looked at Song Yueying arrogantly, as if she had finally found a way to control her.

"You kicked me, and I'm too hurt to get up. Hurry and find the brigade leader to take me to the commune clinic..."

"No, the doctors at the commune clinic aren't good enough. I need to go to the county hospital for treatment."

Song Yueying's kick landed squarely on her stomach, and her knee scraped raw on the ground after she hit the ground. Her knee hurt, and her stomach hurt too, so she simply lay on the ground and refused to get up.

She was just waiting for her aunts and sisters-in-law, whom she had asked to help, to work together to take her to the hospital.

She wanted to take the opportunity to stay in the hospital for a few days and make sure everyone knew about Song Yueying kicking her. Ideally, she'd get Song Yueying removed from her position as a village doctor.

Unfortunately, all the helpers she had invited left, having been tricked away by Song Yueying with just a few words.

Song Rumeng was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

“Sure, I can accommodate you no matter which hospital you want to go to or which doctor you want to see,” Song Yueying agreed readily.

Seeing how easy she was to talk to and how readily she agreed, Song Rumeng became skeptical. "You'd really be that kind?"

"I've always been kind-hearted, and I've always listened to you, cousin, have you forgotten?" Squatting down, Song Yueying looked at Song Rumeng with a half-smile.

“I only kicked you once, you definitely don’t qualify to go to the county hospital for treatment. I’ll go all the way and give you another beating, then you’ll qualify.”

Song Rumeng looked at Song Yueying in horror, ignoring the pain in her body, and scrambled away from Song Yueying.

"Weren't you supposed to go to the county hospital for treatment? Why are you hiding?" Song Yueying asked, puzzled.

"You dare!" Song Rumeng glared, her face contorted in pain.

"Of course I dare, otherwise why would I close the gate?" Song Yueying looked at Song Rumeng with interest, but her words were tinged with disdain. "Cousin, it's a shame you only graduated from junior high school."

"Haven't you ever learned the saying, 'Close the door and beat the dog'?"

She was being compared to a dog, and Song Rumeng was furious and about to unleash a torrent of abuse... when suddenly, she received a powerful slap across the face.

"You hit me? You actually dared to hit me?" Covering her stinging cheek, Song Rumeng looked at Song Yueying in disbelief, her eyes seeming to look at a devil.

No sooner had she finished speaking than another slap landed on Song Rumeng's other cheek. Song Yueying had also lost patience with teasing her and resorted to violence.

One hand gripped Song Rumeng's neck and began slapping her face.

"If you can take action, don't just talk the talk; the person who said that deserves praise."

Song Rumeng screamed in pain, her throat was being choked, and she couldn't make a sound. She flailed her arms wildly, trying to protect her slapped face.

He was always a step behind Song Yueying in his movements, and despite all his busy work, he received quite a few slaps.

She screamed for help, but only opened her mouth; no sound came out. It was then that Song Rumeng truly understood what fear was.

Then, she fainted.

Seeing Song Rumeng faint, Song Yueying lost her pleasure in tormenting her. After performing some simple first aid, she dragged Song Rumeng to the gate of the neighboring courtyard and left her there.

Then, he returned to his own courtyard, helped Song's mother into the house to lie down, found the ointment made by the original owner, and applied it to Song's mother's wrists and ankles.

Just after applying the ointment, Song's mother woke up and opened her eyes to see her daughter. She was startled at first, then rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

Song's mother's tears flowed like a burst dam, unstoppable.

Song Yueying panicked immediately. "Hey, don't cry! Tell me what wronged you, and I'll stand up for you. If anyone should cry, it should be someone else, not you."

Song's mother was stunned by her words, looking at her daughter with tears in her eyes. She cried, but her daughter didn't scold her. Instead, she asked her what grievances she had suffered and said she would stand up for her.

My daughter, she's changed for the better!

“You…you…” Song’s mother stammered.

Before transmigrating, Song Yueying was surrounded by soldiers who were known for their unwavering loyalty and courage. Her first encounter with her mother, who cried upon seeing her, left Song Yueying utterly bewildered.

Song Yueying's voice softened involuntarily, "Just say what you want to say. How am I supposed to know what you're trying to say if you keep stammering?"