Fang Jie didn't know how to explain her daughter's special abilities to Song Darong. Their daughter possessed a magical space where she could cultivate crops, vegetables, and fruits that grew incredibly fast and produced astonishingly high yields. Their daughter also had superhuman strength.
Song Darong looked at his wife, who seemed hesitant to speak, and found it very strange.
"Wife, what do you want to say?"
Fang Jie shook her head. "It's nothing. By the way, how long will you be staying this time?"
"About half a month, then I'll send Zhou Zan to the capital, settle him in, and then I'll go back to the army."
Song Fanxing slipped a bright red, purplish-red bayberry into Zhou Zan's hand.
Zhou Zan took a bite; it was sweet and juicy, so delicious! He couldn't stop eating. After eating bayberries, he ate peaches and walnuts. The walnuts had been picked and dried long ago.
Fang Jie took the chestnuts into the kitchen to roast them over a fire. The roasted chestnuts were sweet, soft, and delicious. The three children couldn't stop eating them.
Song Fanxing simply took out all the chestnuts she had picked from her spatial storage and had Fang Jie stir-fry them all together. They stir-fried a whole large sack of chestnuts, enough to last a long time.
After finishing his work, Song Darong said to Fang Jie, "Honey, I want to go see my mom."
Fang Jie was taken aback for a moment, "Go ahead, you should go see her. I won't go, Mom doesn't want to see me, I won't go and get in her way."
Song Darong nodded. "Okay, I'll go by myself."
Old Mrs. Song disliked not only his daughter-in-law but also him, but as her son, he should go and see her.
Song Darong turned to leave, but Fang Jie stopped him.
"Wait a moment."
Fang Jie found a basin, filled it with more than half a basin of rice, put 10 eggs on top, and handed the basin to Song Darong.
"Take this to Mom."
Fang Jie didn't want to give rice, so she gave paddy rice instead, and told her mother-in-law to grind it herself.
Song Darong gave her a deep look. He knew how his mother treated his wife. It could be said that since Fang Jie was married into the family, his mother had never given his wife a kind look, and even kicked the three of them out when he was not at home.
Song Darong said with a mixture of guilt and gratitude, "Wife, thank you!"
Fang Jie: "No need to thank me! It's almost Chinese New Year, you should bring her something when you visit her. Go, and come back quickly. If she scolds you, you don't have to talk back; if she hits you, remember to dodge, don't just stand there and let her hit you."
Song Darong chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."
After saying that, Song Darong carried the basin to Old Lady Song.
After walking for a while, a small red figure caught up with them.
"Dad, I'll go with you."
Fearing that Old Lady Song might get angry and accidentally hurt her daughter, Song Darong said, "Go back, Dad will be back in a little while."
To be honest, he was happy that his daughter was attached to him, but in order to protect her, he still sent her back home.
Song Fanxing stubbornly followed, "I want to go! Don't worry, Dad, Grandma won't hurt me."
Song Darong had no choice but to compromise, "Alright, you'll stay with Dad."
"Um."
Old Mrs. Song was so hungry and weak that she lay on the kang (a heated brick bed). When she saw Song Darong and Song Fanxing come in, she sat up abruptly.
He glared fiercely at Song Darong.
"How dare you come here? I asked you to send me money, didn't you receive it?"
Song Darong: "Received."
When he received the first letter, he intended to send money, but before he could send the money, he received a letter from Fang Jie informing him that Granny Song's illness had been cured and that he could rest assured.
He then decided to stop sending money to Old Lady Song and would no longer indulge her; no matter how much she made a fuss, it wouldn't work.
Over the years, Old Lady Song has taken a lot of money from him, and she must have saved a considerable amount, enough for her to live on.
When he received the second letter, he didn't take it seriously and tossed it aside.
Upon his return, he handed over all the money to Fang Jie.
Old Mrs. Song was so angry that she jumped up and picked up a broom to hit Song Darong.
Before he could even hit Song Darong, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, the broom fell to the ground, and he clutched his wrist.
"Ouch, it hurts so much, this old woman..."
She glared at Song Fanxing, "You brat, how dare you hit me! You unfilial daughter, you bastard! Da Rong, you need to teach this brat a lesson, she's completely out of control."
Song Darong looked at his daughter in confusion. He had just seen her make a move, hitting the old lady's wrist with a small stone.
Song Fanxing smiled at him, "Daddy, Grandma is naughty and wants to hit you. I'll teach her a lesson."
"Look, look! That bitch Fang Jie raised such a fine daughter, how could she treat this old woman like this? How vicious!"
Song Darong frowned when he heard the word "bitch".
"Mom, Fang Jie is my wife. You can't talk about her like that. She has managed the household and raised three children on her own all these years. It hasn't been easy for her. You can say whatever you want about me or even hit me, but don't talk about her."
"Bah! You've forgotten your mother after getting married! Have you forgotten who raised you? You ungrateful wretch! If I had known this would happen, I should have starved you to death back then."
Old Man Song said viciously.
Song Darong felt terrible. How did he end up with such a mother? She treated him like an enemy.
Song Fanxing sneered and said, "You wanted to starve my father to death back then, but you didn't succeed. Later, you wanted to freeze him to death, so you made him work in the fields in the dead of winter. My father almost froze to death, but luckily Grandpa found out and saved him. You even sold my father, and Grandpa found out and brought him back. Even when my father joined the army, it was because you signed up behind Grandpa's back so that there would be one less mouth to feed in the family."
Song Fanxing recounted the vicious deeds that Old Lady Song had committed against Song Darong.
Song Darong looked at his daughter in surprise.
How did his daughter know about something he didn't even know? When Old Mrs. Song was exposed for her shameful deeds, she was furious and rushed over to hit Song Fanxing.
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? I'll tear your mouth apart."
Song Darong blocked Old Lady Song first, preventing her from touching Song Fanxing.
Song Fanxing looked at Song Darong with emotion.
Song Fanxing planned to let Song Darong know the truth. She couldn't watch him be manipulated and exploited by Old Lady Song using her so-called family ties.
He continued, "Dad, you're not Grandma's biological child. You were picked up by Grandpa. Grandma didn't like you and always wanted to throw you away."
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"I'm not making this up, Dad isn't your biological son!"
The Song family was shocked at the door. They had just reached the door when they heard Song Fanxing's words.
Song Dalong: "Mom, is it true that my older brother isn't your son?"
Li Zhen: "No wonder Mom disliked my older brother so much; it turns out he's not her biological son."
"Shut up! Who gave you permission to speak?"
"Old Mrs. Song roared."
Turning to look at Song Darong, she said, "Don't listen to that brat's nonsense. You are my child, the one I carried for ten months and gave birth to."
Song Fanxing: "You lost your baby, and your father was adopted by your grandfather. You're denying it now just so you can get money from your father to support you, right?"
Song Darong, who had been silent until now, said, "Mom, I gave you a lot of money before, but I won't give you any more in the future. I have my own little family now, and I have three children to raise. All my money will go to my wife from now on."
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