"No, no, my cousin didn't run off with any other man. It's my fault for not taking good care of her," the woman explained in a panic.
"My cousin is a very nice person, please don't misunderstand her."
"She's already pitiful enough; we can't let her reputation get any worse."
These words, seemingly protecting her cousin's reputation, actually tarnished it.
"What a huge cup of green tea!" Song Yueying recognized the young woman's voice. It was Song Rumeng, one of the twin cousins from the original owner's uncle's family.
As his name suggests, he loves to daydream.
The original owner suffered quite a bit at the hands of this scheming woman and her twin sister.
The courtyard gate was not closed, and Song Yueying saw a woman who was bound hand and foot and laid on the ground.
The woman's face was directly facing the doorway, catching Song Yueying's eye. She looked to be in her forties, with beautiful features and a resemblance to Song Yueying herself.
He was wearing a patched-up shirt with many holes and rips. His pants were faded from washing, their original color no longer discernible.
Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was asleep.
This is the original owner's mother, a pitiful woman.
Seeing that her mother was out of immediate danger, Song Yueying decided to stand at the door and watch the show for a while.
“Xiaomeng, we all know very well what kind of person Song Yueying is. Even if you speak up for her now, she won’t be grateful to you no matter how much you talk.”
"Yes, yes, Xiaomeng, Song Yueying is such an ingrate."
"Yeah, Xiaomeng, why are you still so naive? Think about how many good things you said for her before, did she appreciate it? It's good enough if she doesn't hate you."
The other aunts and sisters-in-law chimed in, all advising Song Rumeng to stop helping that ungrateful Song Yueying.
Hearing everyone cursing Song Yueying, Song Rumeng was secretly overjoyed.
"Thank you all for thinking of me, aunties and sisters-in-law. You are all kind and compassionate people." Song Rumeng bowed to everyone, her face full of gratitude.
Song Yueying watched as Song Rumeng bowed and thanked her insincerely, a mocking smile curving her lips.
“But Yueying is my cousin, I can’t just abandon her.” After saying that, Song Rumeng put on an expression of extreme heartache and even raised her hand to wipe away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Why do you care about her? You treat her like your own cousin, but she doesn't treat you like her own older cousin."
"Yes, Xiaomeng, Song Yueying is an ingrate. Don't waste your time on her; it won't end well."
“I know my aunt and sister-in-law are right, but…” Song Rumeng hesitated, her pitiful appearance winning the favor of her aunt and sister-in-law.
"I beg you, ladies and sisters, please ask around the village. Has anyone seen my cousin? She went out yesterday morning and hasn't been seen all night..."
"No, no, my cousin must be lost somewhere. I'm begging everyone to help me find her, I'm really worried something has happened to her."
"Oh, Xiaomeng, don't try to cover for her. We all know what kind of person Song Yueying is."
"Yes, yes, Xiaomeng, you're just too kind, that's why you always get bullied by Song Yueying."
“She hasn’t come back all night, she definitely didn’t get lost. Our brigade is so small, Song Yueying isn’t a child, how could she possibly get lost?”
“Song Yueying has always liked to run around since she was little. She didn’t come back last night. Who knows who she was fooling around with.”
"Impossible, no way, my cousin wouldn't go out fooling around with other people again, she is... she is..." Suddenly, Song Rumeng's face turned pale as if she remembered something.
"What am I?" Song Yueying's voice was low and unreadable.
She just wanted to watch the show, but this scheming woman kept trying to convince everyone that she had run off with someone else.
The intention was not only disgusting, but also malicious.
Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned to look at the doorway. The morning sun wasn't too scorching, and its rays fell upon the woman at the door, making her appear as if she had stepped out of the light.
She wore a floral dress, looking bright and elegant. A gentle breeze made her appear soft and charming.
Anyone who saw her would think she was a pampered young lady.
"Who is this girl?" an aunt asked.
"I don't know! They must be educated youth who came to the countryside to support the construction."
"She's so good-looking and has such a great figure, she must be an educated youth who came to the countryside."
“I haven’t heard of any new educated youth coming to our educated youth settlement! If they are old educated youth, we all know them, and none of them are as good-looking as her.”
"Who is she? What's she doing here?"
"She looks familiar to me."
"Oh! Aunt Zhang, have you become addicted to matchmaking? You see a pretty girl and say she looks familiar. Are you thinking of setting up a match for some young man now?"
"Go away, I'm not kidding, I really think she looks familiar."
Song Rumeng stared blankly for a moment as Song Yueying walked in slowly. Listening to the conversation of the aunts and sisters-in-law beside her, a glint of malice flashed in her eyes.
She recognized the person who walked in as Song Yueying at a glance.
Although Song Yueying wasn't wearing the same clothes as yesterday, she wouldn't mistake her for someone else.
The woman who suddenly appeared was Song Yueying.
Quickly gathering her emotions, Song Rumeng ran towards Song Yueying, who had entered the courtyard. "Cousin, you're finally back! I thought you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Rumeng started sobbing.
Before Song Rumeng could get close, Song Yueying reflexively kicked Song Rumeng two meters away.
It crashed to the ground, raising a lot of dust.
With a scream, Song Rumeng was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.
The aunts and sisters-in-law were all dumbfounded.
Song Yueying calmly withdrew her foot and cursed, "Where did this whiny girl come from? Coming to my house crying and sobbing in the middle of the morning, did someone in your family die?"
Ignoring everyone else, Song Yueying walked directly to her mother, squatted down, and untied the ropes binding her hands and feet.
One of the women, regaining her senses first, whispered to the woman next to her, "Aunt Zhang, did you hear what she just said? Her house? This is her house, how could that be?"
Aunt Zhang was older and more experienced. Her eyes sized up Song Yueying, then she watched as Song Yueying went to untie the ropes binding Song's mother.
"She is Song Yueying," Aunt Zhang said with certainty.
"Song Yueying? You're saying she's Song Yueying? How is that possible?" another aunt exclaimed in surprise.
At that moment, no one thought to help Song Rumeng, who was lying on the ground.
When Song Rumeng ran towards Song Yueying, crying, her voice was somewhat muffled. So much so that the aunts and sisters-in-law present didn't clearly hear her call out "cousin."
After untying the ropes binding Song's mother's hands and feet, Song Yueying looked at the rope marks on her mother's wrists and ankles.
Anger surged within him.
After a quick check-up to confirm there were no other injuries, Song Yueying slowly stood up, her cold gaze sweeping over everyone's faces.
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