Song Yaohui was carrying a broom.
Both mother and son had fierce expressions.
Song Yaohua hurriedly tearfully recounted what had happened to Fang Jie.
Fang Jie angrily rebuked Zhao Hong: "Zhao Hong, what grudge do I have against you? Why would you do this to my daughter? She's only three years old. How can you be so heartless?"
Fang Jie was so agitated that she wanted to fight Zhao Hong, but Song Guoqiang quickly stopped her.
"Da Rong's wife, calm down. I'll handle this."
Fang Jie then tearfully took Song Fanxing from his arms.
Song Fanxing reached out her small hand to wipe away her tears.
"Mom, don't cry, it hurts my heart."
What a sensible and well-behaved little child! It's so heartbreaking! Children of similar age in the village just cry all day, constantly clinging to their mothers for hugs. Song Fanxing already knows how to care for her mother.
Song Guoqiang, a grown man, almost cried while watching.
He looked at Zhao Hong and the other village women with a serious expression.
“I see you’re all bored out of your minds, looking for trouble. Go home now. If you cause any more trouble, I’ll have someone send you to the commune.”
Zhao Hong protested, "Captain, Song Fanxing is really a monster. You can't let a monster stay in our village. I'm scared."
Song Guoqiang cursed, "I think you're the monster. I should arrest you. If anyone causes trouble again, I'll arrest her."
Zhao Hong: "Captain, Song Fanxing is really a monster, why don't you believe me?"
“You’re so sure she’s a monster just because she’s a little strong, Zhao Hong. How can your thinking be so feudal? If you say something like that again, I’ll send you to the commune for some reform and cleanse your mind of the feudal remnants.”
Upon hearing that they were to be sent to the commune, the women quickly ran home.
Indeed, Song Fanxing is just a bit strong; she's naturally strong, not a monster, and not strong enough to capture someone.
They must be out of their minds to get involved with Zhao Hong in this matter.
Zhao Hong: "Captain..."
She still hasn't given up.
Song Guoqiang gave the four young men a wink, and the four of them grabbed Zhao Hong and started to leave.
Zhao Hong was terrified and struggled to shout, "Captain, I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't send me to the commune!"
Song Guoqiang: "Zhao Hong, do you really know you were wrong?"
"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong. I won't say Song Fanxing is a monster anymore, I won't say it again..."
"Alright, you just wait and see. If any rumors spread in the village that Xingxing is a monster, I'll settle the score with you."
Song Guoqiang said sternly.
Song Guoqiang had his own considerations. He liked Song Fanxing very much, which was why he was reluctant to hand her over. Secondly, if word got out that a monster had appeared in their Songjiatun village, what would other villages think of them? As the team leader, he would be looked down upon by everyone.
Zhao Hong nodded repeatedly, "I absolutely won't tell, don't worry, I won't say anything."
"Okay, tell your sisters not to talk about it."
"I understand, I'll remind them."
Song Guoqiang was satisfied and waved for her to take her two sons and go home.
After Zhao Hong left, Fang Jie thanked Song Guoqiang profusely, almost to the point of kowtowing.
Song Guoqiang stopped her and affectionately patted Song Fanxing's head.
Then he left with his men.
Looking at Song Guoqiang's retreating figure, Song Fanxing felt very grateful to this simple yet capable captain.
He didn't question her at all, nor did he look at her strangely; he completely stood by her side and spoke up for her.
She will give him a proper thank you when she has the chance.
With the danger averted, Fang Jie finally felt relieved and hugged Song Fanxing tightly in her arms, as if she might disappear.
Song Fanxing thought that her mother really loved her and would risk her life for her.
Fang Jie insisted on carrying Song Fanxing home, with Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua following behind.
When Fang Jie got home, she put her daughter down and noticed that her youngest son's cotton-padded coat was dirty.
She said, "Yaohua, take off your clothes, Mom will wash them for you and hang them on the kang (heated brick bed), they'll be dry overnight."
Song Yaohua: "Mom, I'm all grown up now. I can wash myself. You can rest."
After saying that, he took off his cotton-padded coat and put it in a basin to wash.
Fang Jie didn't insist. It's good for boys to be diligent and self-reliant; they'll find it easier to get a wife in the future and will be popular anywhere.
Daughters are different; they should be raised in a lavish manner.
Fang Jie said, "Xingxing, don't let anyone see your special abilities outside. I'm afraid someone might harm you. Your older brothers are boys, they can protect themselves, and I can protect myself too. You don't need to stand up for us. Just protect yourself, understand?"
Song Fanxing frowned. She couldn't do what her mother said. How could she just watch her family being bullied and do nothing?
She can't do it.
"Mom... I... Don't worry, I'll be careful in the future. And today, Captain Uncle said that having great strength is nothing, so it shouldn't be a problem if I use it occasionally."
Fang Jie shook her head. "Xingxing, not everyone is as kind as the captain."
Song Fanxing knew.
"Mom, I promise you I won't use my special abilities casually anymore, but I can't bear to see you being bullied and doing nothing."
Unable to persuade her daughter, Fang Jie could only silently resolve to be more careful in the future and not let anyone harm her daughter.
After a heavy snowfall, the radishes and cabbages in the fields are ready to eat, and they are even crisper and sweeter. Frost-kissed cabbages are the best.
Although there was no meat at home, Fang Jie would occasionally kill a chicken to give the children an extra meal, and the family had more eggs than they could possibly eat.
Soon it was Fang Jie's turn to serve Old Lady Song.
Old Mrs. Song woke up in the early morning and started hoping that her eldest daughter-in-law would bring her food soon. She had been starving and had lost a lot of weight.
As Fang Jie led Song Fanxing into the house, Old Mrs. Song hurriedly said, "I'm starving! Eldest daughter-in-law, quickly feed me!"
Song Fanxing rolled her eyes.
Old Mrs. Song was not polite at all; she didn't even know how to be polite when asking for favors.
Fang Jie noticed that her mother-in-law had lost weight and guessed that she hadn't been doing well for the past two weeks. She didn't say anything more and silently fed her.
Fang Jie cooked radish and egg soup and steamed sweet potatoes today.
Grandma Song ate ravenously, finishing a bowl of shredded radish and egg soup and a large sweet potato.
After Granny Song was able to speak, the Song Dalong and Song Dapeng families did not dare to neglect her. Although the house was not as clean as Fang Jie's, it was still quite tidy.
Fang Jie changed her mother-in-law's diaper and then took her daughter home.
Two days later, Granny Song suddenly discovered that she could move her hands and legs, and excitedly called Song Dalong over.
"Second brother, I can move my hands and legs now."
Song Dalong was happy for his mother, and Li Zhen was happy too.
If Grandma gets better, they won't starve to death.
Having been married into the Song family for so many years, she knew that her mother-in-law was no ordinary woman; she doted on her grandson and would certainly not let them go hungry.
Soon, Fang Jie and Song Fanxing also learned of this news.
Fang Jie vaguely felt that her mother-in-law's quick recovery was related to her daughter.
A week later, Grandma Song was able to stand up and walk.
She laughed three times happily inside the house.
"Heaven hasn't forsaken this old woman!"
Song Fanxing felt heartbroken. If she could, she really wouldn't want the old lady Song to stand up.
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