Chapter 3: Did he just transmigrate empty-handed?
Song Yu was startled and burst into tears. She choked on the mouthful of chicken soup she was drinking.
He cried and choked, his face turning red and coughing incessantly.
"You...how did you get back?"
Mrs. He was also startled. Although she wasn't as frightened as her son, she still stammered.
Old Wang was a well-known wealthy man in the surrounding area, and he was also famous for his lechery and troublemaking. She had expected that this girl would be tortured after entering the Wang family, but she never expected that she would come out unharmed.
How could that be?
"You didn't run away from the Wang family, did you?"
Song Li sneered: "Then go ask the Wang family. You sold me out, then took me in. Let's see if that old Wang will believe we didn't work together to set a trap, and he won't punish you all too?"
Mrs. He shrank back in fear.
The Wang family was wealthy and powerful, a local tyrant, and she dared not offend them.
"sister!"
Song Xiaoxiao turned her head, unable to believe that her sister had really returned, and cried as she rushed into her arms.
Song Li gently patted Song Xiaoxiao's head, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.
I pulled my younger sister to the table. "Sit down!"
Song Xiaoxiao was a little hesitant. She had grown up in her uncle and aunt's house since she was a child, and she and her sister had never eaten at the table since she could remember.
But seeing that her sister had also sat down, she timidly followed suit.
"Here, eat." Song Li scooped soup from the bottom of the pot, giving Song Xiaoxiao a bowl of chicken soup with as little oil as possible.
The child hadn't eaten meat in a long time and had a weak digestive system, so she didn't dare give her anything too oily.
Mrs. He immediately became anxious, "Hey, how could you eat that?"
This is their chicken soup!
Song Li scoffed, "Why can't I eat it?"
The Song family had received many benefits from the original owner's father in the past. The original owner's father even went to the prefectural city, a hundred miles away, to pull a boat to support the Song family's education.
After the original owner's father went to war, the monthly pension that the original owner's sisters received was also taken by Song Lao Er's family.
The original body and her sisters were treated like livestock in this family, yet Madam He claimed to have "raised them with kindness," and today she even sold the original body.
Mrs. He was reluctant to part with the chicken and wanted to snatch it, but Song Li slammed her hand on the table, and Mrs. He immediately backed down.
"Husband, say something!" Madam He said urgently to Song Lao Er.
Logically speaking, she wasn't afraid of Song Daya.
But she had only ever heard of Wang Laocai's concubines either living a life worse than death or being sold to brothels after being used and discarded; she had never heard of anyone walking out unscathed.
Song Daya is strange; thinking about it carefully, she's actually a little scared.
“Now that you’ve married Wang Laocai, you’re a member of the Wang family. How can you just casually go back to your parents’ home? You were already crazy and shameless before, and now you’re disobeying your wife’s wishes and running back to your parents’ home on your own. What will the villagers think when they see this?”
Song Lao Er had some schooling and spoke eloquently.
"Let others think what they want, it's none of your business!"
"How dare you! You motherless brat, is this how you talk to your elders?"
Song Li didn't say anything, put down her chopsticks and stood up abruptly.
Seeing this, Song Lao Er and He Shi were quite pleased, thinking that she had been persuaded.
She was just an illiterate country girl; she was easily fooled by a few light words!
But the next second, they saw Song Li pick up the fragrant casserole dish—
"Grab your bowl and chopsticks, and come with me."
She greeted Song Xiaoxiao.
"Um!"
Song Xiaoxiao quickly stood up and obediently followed behind her sister.
Mrs. He watched helplessly as the two sisters walked towards the main house.
"Hey hey hey hey!"
He cried out urgently, "That's the house where our family lives. It's a big brick and tile house that Old Song built for us years ago when he was pulling a boat. It's not where these two good-for-nothings live!"
The two money-losing houses were the livestock sheds in the corner of the yard.
Are you kidding me?!
He hurriedly chased after her, but Song Li slammed the door shut, nearly slamming her nose into it.
He covered her nose in fear and ran back to push Song Lao Er with her elbow, "Go and do something about it!"
But this time, Song Lao Er stood still and didn't move.
He entered school at the age of eight and left at the age of eighteen. He had long been pampered and was so weak that he could not even kill a chicken. He could not beat Song Daya, who had been working in the fields since childhood, let alone today.
Asking him to be rude is fine, but asking him to use force? Forget it...
Mrs. He was so angry that she stomped her feet because she thought the man was a coward.
Standing to the side, Song Yu, who had finally recovered from coughing, looked at Madam He with a puzzled expression and asked, "Mother, where's my chicken soup?"
Inside the house, Song Li tore off some chicken pieces and poured in the flour that He Shi had hidden.
Eating only chicken is hard to digest, so you need to add some staple food.
Inside the large house, there was a red clay stove and coal. She lit a fire, placed a clay pot on it, and simmered it into a chicken paste.
In just a moment, the aroma of chicken filled the room.
The three He family members smelled it through the crack in the door and were so angry they gritted their teeth.
These were originally their chickens!
But it benefited a money-losing product!
The aroma made Song Xiaoxiao's mouth water. Staring at the mushy soup in the pot, she asked, "Sister, can we eat it now?"
Song Li was taken aback for a moment: "It should be... alright by now."
I was so focused on making it easy to digest that I forgot I can't cook at all.
In her past life, she was busy with work and ate takeout every day after graduating from university.
She served herself a little first, tasted it, and found it wasn't bad, before serving her younger sister.
Fortunately, my younger sister was very supportive. Holding the bowl, she didn't care that it was hot and slurped it all up in no time.
She even said with a grin, "Sis, this is the best meal I've ever had."
Song Li smiled wryly: "You're just hungry."
Song Xiaoxiao shook her head like a rattle: "No, it's just delicious."
Song Li whimpered inwardly, wondering how she was going to live like this. Raising a child? She had no idea!
After finishing their meal, Song Li made up a bed for Song Xiaoxiao. The little girl lay on the bed, excitedly turning over and over, reluctant to fall asleep.
"Sis, I can finally sleep in a bed!"
She and her sister always slept on straw. Every day when she woke up, the straw would be flattened and flat on the ground, almost like sleeping on the floor.
It's fine in summer, but the other three seasons are very uncomfortable, especially after each autumn rain when the ground is wet and cold.
Song Li smiled and patted her back, "Sweetie, go to sleep."
Song Xiaoxiao stared wide-eyed, puzzled, and asked, "Sister, how come you suddenly became so powerful?"
Song Li laughed and asked in return, "Isn't this a good thing?"
Song Xiaoxiao quickly smiled and said, "Okay, that's great."
She doesn't want to be bullied by her uncle and aunt anymore.
After thinking for a moment, he asked uneasily, "Will the Wang family come to arrest you?"
Song Li thought about it and agreed that it was possible!
"Come on, let me teach you a few tricks."
He immediately pulled Song Xiaoxiao up and taught her a few simple self-defense techniques, saying, "Hit here, this is the weakest point on a person."
Song Xiaoxiao was too young, so she taught her how to exploit her weaknesses.
Song Xiaoxiao studied very diligently.
"If you can't beat them, run away, understand?"
"Um!"
After finishing her boxing lesson, Song Xiaoxiao quickly slipped into bed and fell asleep, but Song Li couldn't sleep.
She has nothing, and she still has those three awful women from the He family. What is she going to do tomorrow?
With a sigh, Song Li began to miss her life in her previous life.
In her past life, she was an orphan, so she had nothing to worry about, but she missed the villa she had just gotten the keys to!
Did she just travel through time empty-handed?
Aren't there any benefits or anything?
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