Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

When it became quiet outside, Song Youcai and his father Song Jiawu walked out from the inner room.

Although they did not see the scene outside with their own eyes, they could hear clearly the villagers' slander one after another, saying that their second branch had done something wrong and that was why they were struck by lightning.

Therefore, the father and son waited until the emotions of the people outside had stabilized and the initial fear had subsided before they came out angrily, ready to teach the culprit a lesson.

When Song Jiawu saw that Doctor Gu was still giving acupuncture to his wife outside, he restrained his expression and pouted at his son.

Song Youcai immediately yelled at Song Jixiang, "You little bitch, are you blind? Come over here and carry my mother in."

Although the people around him were no longer surprised to hear him talking to his cousin like this, they secretly cursed the second branch of the Song family for being inhumane.

Song Jixiangquan thought he was talking nonsense, his eyelashes trembling, thinking about what would happen next.

Song Youcai waited for a long time but didn't see the little bastard coming over. He glared at the little bastard squeezed among the fat meat. If he had done this in the past, the little bastard would have been scared and crawled over to let him do his bidding.

This time she ignored him completely.

Seeing that she didn't move, Song Youcai became furious. He took a few steps forward and wanted to slap her, still cursing: "You stinky woman, you ungrateful person who only eats food and does nothing, you money-loser, just wait and see how I'm going to deal with you today..." He usually cursed her with these words, and he didn't hold back in front of so many villagers.

Before he could finish his words, he screamed in pain, "Let go, let go, ah... you idiot, my skin is itchy, why don't you let go, hurry up, ah——"

The hand that had just been stretched out was held tightly by the little girl and could not move at all.

The other hand tried to pry it open, but was unable to do so.

Later on, he could no longer curse, and the person pinching his little hand suddenly increased his strength, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. He bent over in pain and had to look Song Jixiang in the eye.

The aura of the little girl who used to be trampled under his feet and treated like a beast has completely changed.

There was no trace of cowardice or timidity at all. There was a coldness in her eyes. She looked at him as if he were an ant. "Your mouth really stinks. Let me teach you how to speak."

As he spoke, he slapped him a dozen times in a row, hitting both sides of his face.

Song Jixiang looked at his masterpiece and thought, well, it’s very good and very symmetrical!

It happened so suddenly, as if it was just a blink of an eye.

Everyone opened their mouths in shock. They had just been worried about Liu Ya, thinking that she would be beaten up by Song Youcai again, but they didn't expect that things would take a turn for the worse and the one who beat her became the one being beaten.

"I used to think we were a family, but I won't do that anymore."

The little girl looked calm.

Even if Song Jiawu reacted immediately and rushed over to rescue his son, it was too late.

Seeing his son's face swollen like a pig's head, he was furious and yelled through gnashing teeth: "Song Liuya, are you crazy? How dare you hit your cousin like this? Let go! Let go!"

Song Jixiang smiled indifferently, "Second uncle asked me to let it go, of course I will let it go."

She shook off Song Youcai's wrist, wiped her clothes with her two little hands exaggeratedly, and showed no disdain on her face.

She really wants to dirty her hands by beating this kind of beast!

Although the little girl was still thin, she was quite imposing. The pair of eyes she looked at him were like a deep pool that had existed for thousands of years and could swallow people up at any time.

Song Jiawu shuddered for no reason, feeling a little dazed, and felt that the niece in front of him seemed to have changed...

Became another person.

Then he shook his head, thinking that he was dazzled.

What kind of trouble can a little girl make? Just wait for him until he has shown his face to his son, and then he will deal with her.

So he reached out to Doctor Gu for ointment to reduce the swelling.

Doctor Gu opened the medicine box and searched around until he found a small blue porcelain bottle. He said to himself, "You're lucky, there's still one."

When Song Jiawu was about to take it, he saw the other party taking it back with a strange smile on his face and rubbing his fingers.

She cursed the old man inwardly and reluctantly rummaged through the gap in her underwear for a long time before she took out two copper coins and threw them into Doctor Gu's hand.

Seeing that the other party looked at him sideways, he was unmoved and touched two more...

Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out four or five copper coins with a painful look on his face and put them in Doctor Gu's hand.

"No more, no more. I'll give them all to you. Hurry up and get the medicine."

Song Jiawu gritted his teeth in anger. He had hidden these few copper coins from Chen Cuihua, the shrew. Although he liked gambling, he valued his only son, Song Youcai, very much. Seeing him sweating in pain, he would not be reluctant to part with the copper coins.

Doctor Gu handed over the small porcelain bottle with satisfaction: "Apply it wherever it hurts, multiple times a day, and it will heal quickly!"

Pah, multiple times a day,

It's not plain water that's used, that's all my money.

Song Jiawu glared at him fiercely, "It's useless. I'm going to destroy your lair."

Glancing at the burnt Chen Cuihua beside him, he looked at her with disdain and felt extremely ashamed. "And her, can you please move faster?"

If the situation wasn't wrong, he really wanted to kick the woman to wake her up.

Doctor Gu seemed not to have heard the threat in his words. He remained calm and the silver needle trembled rhythmically in his hand.

Song Jiawu handed the porcelain bottle to Song Youcai and told him to go into the house to apply the medicine. He saw that Song Youcai did not move, staring at Song Jixiang with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

So he whispered a few words in his ear, and then Song Youcai pouted at Song Jixiang and went into the house.

Song Jixiang was not surprised to see the cruelty in the other person's eyes.

This kid is a bad embryo from the root, and he can't be made right no matter what.

Although I know today is not the time to deal with him, I really can't bear it.

Just consider it as some interest, and they can slowly settle their grudges later!

Doctor Gu was not angry at being urged. While pulling out the needle, he said, "You treat this as throwing dice. You can throw it however you want. By urging me like this, do you want your wife to die early?"

This sentence made Song Jiawu blush.

What a joke, the Song family really brings him good luck, no, it should be said that the little girl brings him good luck. In just a few days, he has made a lot of money from the Song family, so he doesn't have to worry about this month's expenses.

There is money to be made and there is something exciting to watch, so why wouldn't it be a problem for him to stay here a little longer?

Many villagers couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Doctor Gu had only been in the village for a short time, but he even knew that the second son of the Song family was a gambler?

Song Jiawu gritted his teeth and nodded at Doctor Gu, but ultimately said nothing.

He turned around and scolded Song Jixiang, "Liu Ya, although your cousin has a bad temper, he has always been very good to you. He always lets you and your sister eat first when there is something delicious at home or when your uncle's family brings cakes.

When I have nothing to do, I will take you to the village to play and prevent other children from bullying you.

Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? How could you be so cruel and do such a heavy thing..."

His voice was harsh and his face looked heartbroken and as if he was hurt, which really made people want to vomit.

Seeing that he wanted to say more, Song Jixiang couldn't help but raised his hand to interrupt him, "Wait a minute, wait a minute..."

He held onto a big tree and kept retching.

Song Jiawu's expression immediately turned gloomy.

"You evil creature, you have done something wrong and yet you are still acting like this. Why don't you kneel down in front of me? Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your dead father!"

Except for the youngest child, Song Xiaoqi, all the other children of the Song family have attended school to some extent. After all, Grandpa Song was a scholar, and it was very difficult to pass the examination to become a scholar in ancient times. Some people took the examination for their entire lives but still became just a student.

Therefore, Song Jiawu always spoke in a dignified manner, thinking that his family was a scholarly family and was different from those peasants in the village.

Song Jixiang dared to raise her hand and swear that she was not pretending to be like this just because there were many people around. Everything she said was just what she felt. Perhaps the hatred towards these people in the Song family was already deeply engraved in her original mind, so she overreacted when she heard what the second uncle said.

Even though the core has been changed, the hatred has not diminished in the slightest!