After figuring out the whole story, Song Zhiyao walked out of the crowd and squatted on the ground. She stepped forward and took the old lady's dry hand, forcing a smile, "Grandma, I am your biological daughter, Song Zhiyao. Luo Meixin should have told you about me."

Everyone thought that Song Zhiyao was polite in this scene and did not look down on the old lady from the countryside at all. You know, the old lady had been sitting on the ground for so long, her clothes and hair were messy, and they didn't dare to get close to her just to watch the fun.

Even Wang Dani, who wanted to cause trouble, didn't dare to approach such a slovenly old lady. When she tried to sow discord, she covered her mouth and stood far away.

Niu Dahong, who was sitting on the ground, looked up at Song Zhiyao with a gleam in his eyes.

[This girl is really pretty. She can be exchanged for a lot of betrothal gifts in our countryside. If Lai Yanling agrees, I will decide on her marriage. But it is not impossible.]

The man behind Niu Dahong also had the same idea.

[Tsk tsk tsk, my niece is so pretty. I'll discuss it with my mom and introduce her to a good family. We can get a dowry.]

Song Zhiyao didn't expect these two people to be so shameless. They wanted to exchange her for a betrothal gift as soon as they met.

The others also frowned when they saw the two of them looking at Song Zhiyao. Wang Dani was secretly happy, because Lai Yanling's good days were over.

At this time, the mother and son also noticed the way people around them were looking at them, and realized that their looks just now were a bit obvious, so the man tugged at Niu Dahong's clothes.

Niu Dahong changed his expression instantly, not caring how Song Zhiyao knew it was Luo Meixin who told them, and began to pull her hand and act pitiful, "Zhiyao, your grandma has a miserable life. I have been in your house for so long and no one has come out.

Your mother is just avoiding me on purpose. You are grandma's granddaughter, so you can't be so heartless, right?"

After saying that, he continued to look at her, and his eyes became more and more satisfied.

Her satisfaction was not like a grandmother looking at her granddaughter, but like looking at an object.

Zheng Penghua at the side also agreed, "Niece, I heard that you have graduated from university and are a doctor. You are an intellectual, so you must be different from your mother, right? Your grandmother and I have been here for so long, but we were not allowed in unless we wanted to have a cup of tea. We have been hungry all day."

As she said this, she touched her belly, not looking embarrassed at all.

Both of them wanted to morally blackmail Song Zhiyao in their words and deeds. If she dared to refute them, they would accuse her of being unfilial, and if a quarrel broke out, she, the younger generation, would suffer.

Song Zhiyao knew they were threatening her, but she seemed not to understand. "Grandma, it's so cold. It's easy to get sick if you sit on the ground. If you sit for too long, more people will get sick."

After saying that, he looked at Zheng Penghua, "Uncle, you are such a fool. Grandma was sitting on the ground, why didn't you stop her as her son? We can talk about the other things later. Hurry up and help grandma up."

As he said this, he took Niu Dahong's hand, put his other hand around her waist, but his eyes were looking at Zheng Penghua.

At this time, Grandma Yang in the crowd spoke up, "How can you be a son? You didn't even help your mother up when she was lying on the ground. It's freezing cold, aren't you afraid that she'll get sick from the cold?"

Grandma Yang’s words made Zheng Penghua feel hot on his face, and everyone’s eyes seemed to be condemning him.

Zheng Penghua is smart when he goes to the countryside, and he can make Niu Dahong happy, so naturally he has the final say.

When I see so many people outside, I naturally feel timid.

Niu Dahong, who originally didn't want to get up, had no choice but to get up when he saw his son coming to help him. However, he couldn't swallow the anger.

Grandma Yang, who had just accused Zheng Penghua, was now the target of Niu Dahong's attack. He pointed at her and cursed, "Who are you to teach my son a lesson? I am willing to lie on the ground and I am happy to do so."

Everyone thought that the old lady was crazy. When scolding someone, one should know who is being scolded. The Grandma Yang in front of them was the factory director’s mother and a former revolutionary. Who in this textile factory was not afraid of her?

Even Wang Dani, who was used to being arrogant, didn't dare to speak at this moment. She also felt that this old lady had a problem with her brain and didn't even consider the target when she was scolding.

Does this Grandma Yang look like an ordinary person? She is a terrifying presence just standing there.

Hearing Niu Dahong's scolding, Grandma Yang started laughing.

"Your son hasn't been home for more than ten years. Why don't you treat your daughter-in-law and grandchildren well? Why do you frequently come here to cause trouble? Is this how a mother should be? Are you deliberately coming here to anger them because Song Yuanzhou is not here? You can't just rely on your seniority to get things done, right? I'm telling you that I still have a say in the textile factory. You and your son, get out of here right now."

No one expected that Grandma Yang would directly tell them to get out. The momentum of the last sentence was so overwhelming that no one dared to look directly at it. Even Niu Dahong, who had been so aggressive just now, was discouraged.

Zheng Penghua hid behind Niu Dahong like a turtle. Song Zhiyao was speechless when seeing his actions. These two were just bullies in their own backyard.

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They just rely on the fact that they are the elders and want to use their seniority to suppress their family. They dare not say a word when facing powerful people.

After all, they are her real grandmother and uncle, so Song Zhiyao stood up and apologized, "Grandma Yang, I will take my grandmother and uncle to the guesthouse right now. They have been here for so long and disturbed other neighbors.

I would like to apologize to the uncles and aunts present here."

Song Zhiyao's humility and understanding won everyone's favor. Aunt Zheng next door had always liked Song Zhiyao, and at this time she saw Niu Dahong with an unwilling look on her face.

Then he started to curse, "You old woman don't deserve such a sensible granddaughter. You're just crying and making a fuss on the ground. People who don't know would think your father or mother died? Who are you crying at the grave on New Year's Day? If you make a fuss again, don't blame me for crippling you."

Aunt Zheng was tall and spoke in a fierce tone. Niu Dahong, who was already intimidated by Grandma Yang, didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Song Zhiyao didn't expect that Aunt Zheng, who usually spoke politely, had such a cruel side. However, she didn't think she was cruel, but rather cute.

They also knew that both Grandma Yang and Aunt Zheng were here to help their family, but at the same time they couldn't stand this grandma who came to cause trouble.

However, Niu Dahong was only frightened for a while. He was invincible in the village and was still very good at quarreling.

"You two nosy old ladies, get out of my way. This is a matter between me and my son and daughter-in-law. Aren't you afraid of choking to death by meddling in so much?

Your sons are preparing your funerals before the New Year is over. I don’t know if you have decided on a coffin yet. If not, we have a lot in the village and we will sell them to you at a lower price when the time comes.”

Niu Dahong cursed someone to death during the New Year. This was the first time anyone had seen such a vicious person.