The next day, Xie Daguang was still detained.
Huo Jinfeng ran to the outside of the Song family's courtyard and started cursing at them, calling Qiao Guilan and Song Caixing, mother and daughter, short-lived ghosts, and telling them not to drag her son down with them if they were going to die.
The neighbors craned their necks to watch the spectacle.
Tang Suxiang, holding her granddaughter, came over with a gloating expression and pretended to ask Huo Jinfeng what had happened.
Huo Jinfeng tearfully told Tang Suxiang that her son had been imprisoned by this family.
Tang Suxiang deliberately stirred up trouble, "Everyone in our village knows that Yinhua is a jinx. She killed her grandparents at birth, and no one in the village dares to go near her. She's already twenty-five and no one dares to marry her. Your son is unlucky too. Stay away from her from now on!"
After being provoked by Tang Suxiang, Huo Jinfeng became convinced that her son's arrest was caused by Song Yinhua.
She rushed into the courtyard, ready to confront Song Yinhua.
Tang Suxiang excitedly followed inside, carrying her granddaughter, her mouth practically splitting into a wide grin.
Other villagers followed in in twos and threes.
Qiao Guilan, who had been hiding in the house, kept apologizing to Huo Jinfeng in the face of her accusations and insults.
Some villagers who were watching the commotion noticed that the vegetables in the yard were growing well.
"Guilan, how come your vegetables are growing so well? How did they grow like this?"
When her neighbor asked her this, Qiao Guilan realized that her vegetables were growing very well.
"I regularly water and fertilize the vegetables."
Qiao Guilan took the initiative to pick some vegetables and give them to her neighbors, and other villagers also asked for some.
“If you like, just go pick them from the field yourselves. It’s fine. My family grows a lot of vegetables.” Qiao Guilan took the initiative to get closer to the villagers, thinking that she was so good to them, and Huo Jinfeng was making such a fuss in her own home, so they should at least say a few words of support for her.
With the belief that "if there's a bargain, there's no harm in taking advantage of it," the villagers rushed to the fields to pull up vegetables, pick peppers and cucumbers, and in no time the vegetables in front of their doors were all gone.
The vegetable gardens on both sides of the house also fell victim to the villagers' actions. Some villagers even went home to get small shovels and spades and uprooted the lush green cucumbers, peppers, and other vegetables.
Some villagers felt bad about it and advised others to just pick some greens, cucumbers, green beans, peppers, etc., and not to wipe out all the vegetables in other people's fields.
Qiao Guilan waved her hand ingratiatingly, "It's nothing, it's nothing. We're all from the same village, these vegetables aren't worth much."
"Guilan, your old hen is so fat! My wife is due to give birth in a few days, and I'd like to stew an old hen for her to help with lactation. How much is one of your old hens?"
Qiao Guilan was truly heartbroken now, and she used her daughter as a shield: "My daughter Yinhua won't allow the sale of old hens..."
The villagers deliberately misinterpreted Qiao Guilan's meaning, saying, "Oh, you're not selling it to me for free? That's too much trouble, so I'll take it!"
Qiao Guilan smiled apologetically, too embarrassed to ask for it back.
Huo Jinfeng also set her sights on the chickens and pigs that Qiao Guilan kept, and berated Qiao Guilan severely, demanding that Qiao Guilan apologize to her.
Qiao Guilan quickly apologized, saying it was all her daughter's fault.
She kept complaining and playing the victim, saying that it wasn't her idea to give birth to a jinx, and that she suffered a lot during her pregnancy, having miscarried several times in the five years that followed.
As Qiao Guilan spoke, she began to wipe away tears.
Huo Jinfeng said impatiently, "Stop crying in front of me. Your family's bad luck has landed my son in jail. Tell me how you're going to apologize to my family."
Huo Jinfeng kept her eyes fixed on the chickens in the coop.
"I'll catch two old hens for you. Take them home and use them to nourish your son when he comes out. I apologize to you on behalf of my Yinhua." Qiao Guilan took the initiative to grab two big, fat old hens from the chicken roll.
When she finished tying the legs of the two old hens and handed them to Huo Jinfeng, she saw Huo Jinfeng take an empty fertilizer bag and stuff all the remaining chickens in the coop into the bag.
Song Yinhua is currently at the market.
She had just sold all the peaches she picked from the mountain yesterday, and some customers who had bought peaches came back to ask if she had any left, praising how delicious and sweet they were and wanting to buy a few more.
Song Yinhua promised the customer that she would still be selling here at this time tomorrow.
She carried an empty basket on her back and bought a few ounces of pork from Li Er's pork stall. Passing by a fruit seedling vendor, she bought seven or eight seedlings and also brought some snacks for Cai Xing.
When she got home, she saw Huo Jinfeng's nephews driving her pigs out of her yard.
"What are you doing?" Song Yinhua stood in front of them.
"You got my son arrested, and your mother gave my family the chickens and pigs in return!" Huo Jinfeng glanced at Song Yinhua and urged her nephews to hurry up and take the pigs away.
"What does your son's arrest have to do with me?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Jinfeng became even more agitated. "You jinx! If you hadn't brought misfortune to my son, how could he have been arrested? Your mother even said you were a jinx reincarnated, that you killed your grandparents and caused your mother to miscarry. You jinx, you're truly heartless!"
Song Yinhua was too lazy to argue with her and ordered the Huo family to drive the pigs back into the yard.
Huo Jinfeng put her hands on her hips and launched into a tirade of filth and excrement at Song Yinhua, like a shrew. Song Yinhua ignored her and drove the pig back to her own yard.
A conflict broke out between the two sides.
Huo Jinfeng collapsed to the ground, crying and shouting, "He hit me! He hit me! You jinx!"
Some of her nephews felt ashamed of Huo Jinfeng, while others rolled up their sleeves to stand up for their aunt.
Knowing she was no match for them, Song Yinhua ran into the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and slashed at them, scaring Huo Jinfeng so much that she scrambled to her feet and hid far away.
The nephews quickly scattered.
Song Yinhua used a kitchen knife to drive her own pigs back home.
Having lived a past life, I know that in this world, good people fear bad people, bad people fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear the reckless.
After the gate was closed, Huo Jinfeng started cursing at the Song family's courtyard again.
But she only dared to curse a few words outside, and didn't dare to go in, fearing that even if she wasn't injured by Song Yinhua, she would be cursed to death by her.
Once they were sure everyone outside the courtyard had left, Qiao Guilan and her daughter Song Caixing came out of the house.
Qiao Guilan told Song Yinhua everything: the vegetables in the house were looted, and more than a dozen old hens were taken away by so-and-so.
They wanted to go to Song Yinhua to get it back.
In her past life, Qiao Guilan often gave away her family's food, household items, and flowers to others in order to please them. Afterwards, she would complain to them that the others had taken her things without even a word of thanks.
There are also those who lent her money, but they never mention paying it back.
Song Yinhua would just listen silently each time; she was just a child and couldn't do anything about it.
As I grew older, I could only advise my mother not to be so eager to be nice to others.
The mother then went to tell the relatives and neighbors that she was selfish and that her mother was not allowed to give gifts to others or be kind to them.
Even in this lifetime, her biological mother, Qiao Guilan, remains the same.
Song Yinhua drove the pigs back to the pigpen and said to her mother, "The vegetables and chickens at home were given to others by you, so we can't very well ask for them back. They're all neighbors, so let's just consider it a good deed and give them away."
"That won't do!" Qiao Guilan felt heartbroken thinking of her dozen or so big, fat old hens.
Song Yinhua closed the pigsty door, took out a few fruit seedlings from her basket, and called her fourth sister to plant the fruit trees.
Qiao Guilan eagerly picked up the shovel, "Mom will help you plant them. Go and get back a dozen or so old hens. Those hens are worth a lot of money; they lay seven or eight eggs every day."
“Mom, you told me to go and ask for it, it wasn’t my own idea.” After saying that, Song Yinhua asked her fourth sister, “Caixing, you heard Mom tell me to go and ask for the old hen, right?”
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