Rebirth of a Farmhouse with Space

The family did not feel the slightest bit of remorse. Instead, they were filled with righteous indignation, thinking that Song Lao San should have let bygones be bygones and served them with all his sincerity out of gratitude. They thought that Song Lao San had abused him since he was a child, poisoned them, cut off ties with him, and even threw his family into the Tianwang Mountain tiankeng. The Song family had selectively forgotten all about these unscrupulous things and no one mentioned or spoke of them.

"Let's go, we'll set off now. The earlier we reach Huai'an County, the earlier we can find the third brother! I really don't want to live this life of hunger and cold any longer!" Song Laoer said anxiously. He was still fantasizing that if the third brother became rich, maybe he could ask him to help find a doctor to treat his legs!

The family rushed to Huaian County with great enthusiasm, but the county seat of Huaian County was very large, not to mention that Huaian County also governed more than 20 villages and towns. Trying to find someone in such a large county seat was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The Song family searched for several days but couldn't find Song Lao San. Then the old lady came up with a solution that was not a good solution, which was to ask everyone she met.

Many people from well-off families were unwilling to pay attention to the Song family because they were dressed worse than beggars. However, there were still a few people who were very sympathetic and felt that they were so pitiful. Some of them even gave them a few cents so that they could buy buns.

"Old lady, what does your youngest son look like? The county is so big and you don't have a portrait, so it will be difficult to find him!"

The old lady wiped her tears and said pitifully, "My son is 26 years old, and he is only this tall!" The old lady gestured and continued, "He is tall and thin. Oh, and he has a pair of ten-year-old twin sons and a five-year-old girl."

Not many people can give birth to twins these days, not because they cannot get pregnant, but because they cannot give birth. In this remote and cold place, most of the doctors who treat patients are barefoot doctors, and those who deliver babies are midwives without medical skills. It can be said that 90% of women pregnant with twins or multiple births will die in labor, and the children may not all survive.

The old lady cried as she asked, just like an old widower who was abandoned by her son and daughter-in-law.

"Old lady, what's the name of the son you are talking about?" The person asking the question was none other than Ma Damei, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. She had been listening for a long time. When the old lady mentioned the ages of her son and daughter-in-law, she had already thought of Nanchen and his wife. They both looked to be around 25, 26 or 27 years old!

After hearing again that their son and daughter-in-law also had a pair of twin sons and a little daughter, and even the ages of their children matched, Ma Damei was already 80% sure that they were looking for Nanchen's family!

When the old lady saw someone asking, she immediately replied, "His last name is Song and his name is Song Mo. Have you seen him?"

"Song Mo?" Ma Damei frowned, thinking that it was wrong. Everything else matched, but why didn't the name match? Could it be that he changed his name and gender? Yes, it must be, "Your daughter-in-law's surname is Dong, and there is a small red mole behind her ear?"

The old lady was stunned. It was true that his last name was Dong, but she had no idea whether there was a red mole behind his ear. She didn’t pay attention to that on a daily basis.

Zhang insisted, "Yes, yes, my third sister-in-law's surname is Dong, and there is a small red mole the size of a sesame seed behind her right ear. Madam, have you seen my third sister-in-law and her family? Where are they? Can you take us there?"

Song Lao Er asked, "Zhang, how did you know that my third brother's wife has a small red mole behind her ear?"

"I saw it. One time, Mrs. Dong was washing her hair at home, and I was kind enough to help her water it. There was a small red mole behind her ear. I saw it clearly!

It's settled, it's confirmed. The person these people were talking about is the Nanchen she knew. Ma Damei thought, if she took these people to Xiangyang Village and reunited Nanchen's family, would it be considered a good thing? After that, if she sincerely repented and apologized to Nanchen and Dong, would her man forgive her?

During the months since she was divorced by Wang Ganlin, she truly realized the wickedness of human nature. In this world, only her husband, Wang Ganlin, was truly kind to her, indulging her in everything and tolerating her bad temper. She wanted to go back, return to the man who treated her well, and live a good life with him!

Ma Damei brushed off the non-existent dust on her body and said with some disdain, "Come with me, I'll take you to find them!"

When the Song family heard that this woman was going to take them to find Song Lao San, they were so excited that they kept thanking Ma Damei.

Ma Damei is no longer as condescending as before. Instead, she said humbly, "You don't have to be like that. I am also from that village. It's only natural for me to take you there!"

Old Mrs. Song asked gratefully, "What is your name, Madam?"

"My last name is Ma, and my name is Ma Damei. Auntie, you are my elder, so just call me Damei!"

Just as the Song family and Ma Damei were preparing to leave the county, Ma Damei saw a person walking out of a shop and then towards one or two carriages parked on the side of the road. Ma Damei was overjoyed. Wasn't that Qin Wan'er from Xiangyang Village? She was a wealthy woman. Not only was she rich at a young age, but she was also good at making money. She also did business along the official road, and it was heard that her business was pretty good.

If I could take her carriage to Xiangyang Village, I wouldn't have to walk these twenty miles!

Ma Damei was so excited that she didn't care about whether she was disgusted or not. She took Mrs. Song's hand, pointed at Qin Wan'er who was about to get on the carriage and said, "Auntie, did you see that little girl? She is from our village. She has a good relationship with your son. Let's go say hello to her and see if she can take us back in her carriage. This way we don't have to walk such a long way!"

Old Lady Song looked in the direction of Ma Damei's finger and saw a young, beautiful, graceful girl who was well dressed. The old lady nodded in agreement with Ma Damei and followed her towards Qin Wan'er's carriage.

Wu and Ma also wanted to follow, but Song Dashan stopped them, "If you all follow, who will take the gifts? And who will take care of the second and first sons? None of you can follow."

Wu muttered, "I'm just curious and want to follow and take a look. I don't have any other intentions!"

Not far away, Ma Damei led Old Lady Song to Qin Wan'er's carriage and shouted, "Miss Qin!"

When Qin Wan'er heard someone calling her, she stopped trying to get on the carriage and looked towards the person who called her. She saw Ma Damei, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, coming up to her with an old lady she didn't know. "It's you!"

Ma Damei smiled sincerely, no longer the sneering person who would argue with anyone she met, and stir up trouble for everyone she met. "Yes, it's me, Miss Qin. Are you going back to the village?"

Qin Wan'er nodded and replied, "Well, I'm going back. What do you want?"

Ma Damei took Old Lady Song two steps forward and said, "It's like this, this is Nanchen's mother, and over there are his father and brother." Ma Damei pointed to the Song family standing not far away and continued, "For some reason, they got separated. I saw them, and I thought we were from the same village, so I would do a good deed and take them to find Nanchen. But they are all old, weak, and disabled, and they would not be able to walk such a long distance. So when I saw you had a carriage, I wanted to ask if you could use your carriage to take us back together!"

Qin Wan'er looked at Old Lady Song and then at the group of old, weak and disabled people standing not far away. Then she looked at Old Lady Song again and asked, "Are you really Nanchen's parents and family members?"

When Mrs. Song heard the question, she looked at Ma Damei and replied, "My son's name is not Nanchen, his name is Song Mo!"

Ma Damei quickly added, "Oh, old lady, I forgot to tell you that your son has changed his name. He is no longer called Song Mo, but Nan Chen. Miss Qin, they are really Nan Chen's parents. There is no need for me to lie to you. If you don't believe it, you will know it after returning to the village!"

Old Lady Song cursed in her heart, "You conscienceless little beast, I raised you with all my heart and you just changed your name and surname as you wish, you don't even take us seriously!"

Qin Wan'er felt that what Ma Damei said made sense. There was no need for her to use this to lie to her. If it was true, she would be exposed when she went back to see Nanchen, so there was no need for them to lie to her. She looked at Old Lady Song and said, "Since you are all Nanchen's parents and family, then I will take you back with me!"

She called her attendant and told him to hire two carriages. The attendant obeyed and soon hired two large carriages, which were more than enough to carry the entire Song family and Ma Damei.

"You two can ride in a carriage with me!" Qin Wan'er got on the carriage first, took the initiative to open the curtain for the old lady, and carefully stretched out her hand to block the old lady's head to prevent her head from hitting the door frame.

It was the first time for Old Lady Song to ride in such a high-end and luxurious carriage. She was both excited and nervous. After getting in the carriage, Qin Wan'er told the coachman to set off after the two carriages behind were ready.

Old Lady Song smiled and looked at Qin Wan'er and Ma Damei and asked, "Are you on good terms with my Third? Why are you all so nice to us? When you heard that we were his parents and family, you were so kind to help us?"

Ma Damei replied, "Your San'er is a capable man. He can not only make a lot of money in business, but also help the villagers get rich. Auntie, there is a misunderstanding between me and my husband. He divorced me. I want to go back and reconcile with him and live peacefully with him in the future. Please tell your son to speak well of him. My man will listen to your San'er!"

Old Mrs. Song looked down on her. How dare a divorced woman appear in front of her? She thought that once he settled down in the village, he would be doing her a favor by not letting her San'er take people to throw this woman into a pig cage. She even spoke well of her. How could she have such a beautiful thought!

She was disdainful in her heart, but she smiled gently on her face, "Oh, I get it. We, women, are like duckweed. Men are our roots. Wherever men are, we are there. Without men, we can only go with the flow!"

Ma Damei lowered her head and regretted why she didn't understand this truth!

Old Madam Song looked at Qin Wan'er again and asked, "This is Miss Qin, right?"

"Yes!" Qin Wan'er replied.

"Do you have a new partner or a husband?"

This question made Qin Wan'er's face turn red and her ears burn, "No, no!"

"I see you are not young anymore, why don't you find a man to marry?"

Qin Wan'er replied shyly, "I haven't found a suitable one."

It's because she just couldn't find the right one. None of the young men in Xiangyang Village and the county town were promising, and none of them caught her eye. The promising men were older, so she would rather not marry an old man than marry one for the rest of her life!

Old Mrs. Song asked curiously, "What kind of person are you looking for?"

Qin Wan'er was so embarrassed that she felt like bleeding. She murmured, "She must be independent, be able to take on responsibilities, and have the ability to earn money to support the family. Most importantly, she must be young. Twenty-six or twenty-seven years old is the most suitable!"

Ma Damei said bluntly, "Miss Qin, your conditions are exactly what Nanchen said! You are not young anymore, why don't you just let the old lady decide for you and let Nanchen marry you!"

"Mrs. Ma, how can you say that!" Qin Wan'er was so embarrassed that she couldn't face anyone. How could she say it so bluntly in person?

Old Mrs. Song slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, so you are interested in my third son? That's all right. When I go back and settle down, I will tell my third son about this. Just wait for the good news! But girl, what are the conditions of your family? Can you tell me about it? It will also give me a rough idea!"

Seeing that she was well-dressed and her family could afford a carriage, the two men and one woman outside the carriage should be her maids and grooms. With such good conditions, her family must be very rich. If she married the third brother, she would be the mother-in-law of this girl, and her money would not be all hers! It was beautiful just to think about it.

As for Dong, let the third brother divorce her. If he refuses to divorce her, then let Dong be his concubine. There are many men in Xuanwu Kingdom who demote their wives to concubines, so one more won’t make a difference!

Qin Wan'er lowered her head and spoke in a voice as small as a mosquito, "I have no father or mother, no brothers or elders, only a few servants who are always by my side!"

Ma Damei said that Qin Wan'er was telling the truth. "I can prove this. She was telling the truth."

The old lady was secretly delighted. This was even better. If a girl married into her family, she would be at the mercy of her mother-in-law, just like Mrs. Dong!

Old Madam Song pulled Qin Wan'er's hand in a familiar manner, and then immediately retracted it as if she had thought of something, "I'm sorry, old lady, I'm dirty, Miss Qin, please don't blame me!"

"It's okay, Auntie. I've also suffered, so I understand your difficulties right now." Having said that, Qin Wan'er still did not stretch out her hand to let Old Lady Song's dirty and smelly old hands touch her.

Old Madam Song looked very pleased, as if the matter was already a sure thing. "Don't worry, after we are settled, I will let my third son come to propose marriage. You, just wait to be the bride!"

Qin Wan'er looked embarrassed, "This..., shouldn't you go back and discuss it with Brother Nan and Sister Nan?"

"No, since ancient times, marriages are decided by parents and matchmakers. My third son is filial and will listen to me. As for Dong, if she is willing to stay, let her be a concubine. If she is not willing to stay, then let my third son divorce her."