Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich

Hongji’s father was reluctant to lose money, but he could not stand by and watch his niece lose her life, nor could he let his only 13-year-old daughter face a lawsuit.

“Let’s… let’s go see our niece first before deciding!”

“Fine, come and see my house, and you’ll know whether we are cheating you out of your money or not. Humph!”

When Mrs. Zhang saw her husband agree, she felt that scolding would not solve anything, and she seemed to relax seeing their expressions.

“Old man, our family isn’t rich either; we can’t afford to lose more money…” Mrs. Lai continued, but Hongji’s father interrupted her, his heart aching with pain.

By then, Mrs. Lai had no more regard for appearances, afraid that Hongji’s father might do something foolish and get swindled, so she followed Mr. and Mrs. Zhang out the door.

Ye Shuzhi and Ye Shuzhen also followed them to see what would happen.

Hongji had intended to go, but with the little kids at home, he stood in the yard unmoved.

“Ah ah ah” Shiqi, held by Daya at the doorway, had watched everything unfold.

She too wanted to have a look. If the Aunt really was sick, she could heal her with Spiritual Spring. Her father worked so hard in carpentry, and if money had to be paid, it would come out of his hard-earned cash through Grandma’s hands. They couldn’t afford to lose more money.

Hongji was drawn by his little daughter’s desire to be picked up, and walked over to hold her.

“Ah ah!” Shiqi kept making gestures to go out.

“It’s too late, the child cannot go outside, let’s wait at home for news!”

Hongji kissed his little girl’s face, his beard prickling Shiqi’s tender skin, making her giggle.

Shiqi, seeing the four wooden dolls on the thatched cottage’s table, her eyes flickered slyly, sporting a proud smile as she silently wished to take these wooden figures into her space.

With his little daughter’s laughter, Hongji felt somewhat better and helped lift his little girl up, a smile appearing on his lips.

“Daddy, I want you to lift me up too.” Siwa, envious of Wuwa, also asked their father.

Hongji, one child in each arm, lifted the two little girls up.

Daya, Er Ya, and Sanya, envious of the closeness, missed the privilege of their father’s embraces as they grew older.

“Ah ah ah”

Shiqi did not forget what she wanted to follow along and do.

“Still want to go and see? Alright! Everyone follow along, but don’t run off.” Hongji felt uneasy just staying at home with the kids, so he took his children and locked the yard gate.

Daya and her two younger sisters closely followed their father, who carried the two little sisters in his arms and moved faster than they could walk.

The uncle’s house was not far from theirs, just a short walk away.

Their yard was surrounded by many people, the noise bringing out all the villagers to watch in the middle of the night.

Shiqi, held in her father’s arms, could feel the tension as her grandmother argued inside the yard with the uncle and aunt.

“I disagree, it’s just a fever, a few doses of medicine should do the trick, who’d think it so precious that we must send them to the county for treatment? Renting a cart and hiring a doctor will cost a lot of money.”

Mrs. Lai, having seen inside that it was just flushed cheeks and not life-threatening, couldn’t accept why her family should spend so much money to visit the county when two taels of silver wouldn’t even suffice; the thought made her blood boil.

Her bulky body bounced with irritation as she spoke harsh words.

Mrs. Zhang, anxious for her daughter’s illness, didn’t care about the expenses; convinced they were justified, she retorted fiercely to Mrs. Lai:

“Mrs. Lai, this is about a human life, and it was your daughter who was at fault first. My daughter is suffering, and all your family needs to do is pay a little money. If you don’t get her treated quickly, and something happens to my daughter, I won’t let this go,”

“This is because your daughter doesn’t usually move around. Otherwise, why is my daughter fine, but yours constantly spending money? Clearly, she’s been unwell for a long time, taking advantage of this situation to fleece us.”

“Everyone, please be the judge. My daughter said it, is their daughter’s tale even true? They say it’s the truth but dare not admit it; they even pushed my daughter into the water. Now she has a persistent high fever. Shouldn’t they pay for her medical expenses?”@@novelbin@@

Mrs. Zhang sought help from the villagers gathered around, appearing as the weaker party hoping to gain their approval.

Some village women, eager for a spectacle, egged them on to argue even more fiercely.

“That’s right, Mrs. Lai and her two daughters are all lazy, everyone has seen it.”

“Yes, little kids, come out to work; they stay at home enjoying life. What’s wrong with saying something about them? Can they do whatever they want and shut everyone else up?”

“I think she’s guilty, otherwise why would she blame others and push someone into the water after just a few words?”

“It’s only right that their family pays. They can certainly afford it; how much money did Mrs. Li make all those years?”

“Demanding money from their family is justified. Such a wicked mother-in-law, treating her granddaughter and daughter-in-law poorly.”

Mrs. Zhang, feeling confident with the support of the villagers, thought Mrs. Lai had no excuse not to pay, and she looked up at the sky with a victorious air.

“Nonsense, you nosy parkers, always gossiping. Why does our family making money bother you?”

Mrs. Lai was fuming, verbally fighting against four mouths alone and feeling the frustration of having no one to back her up.

Ye Shuzhi and Ye Shuzhen were very angry, but as they were girls, it wasn’t appropriate for them to hurl insults back like shrews.

Although their mother was capable, they dared not make a move or even come forward to help her.

Hongji’s father and Mrs. Zhang’s husband stood together, silently listening to the two women argue, neither able to make a decision.

Mrs. Zhang’s husband quietly spoke to Hongji’s father about the ethics of the situation, essentially suggesting that their family should compensate monetarily.

Hongji’s father was pained about the money, his face turning steel blue; having to pay over and over was like asking for his life.

He quickly thought that his wife controlled their money; he again said they didn’t have much money. They had already compensated at noon, so it shouldn’t be just their family paying.

Mrs. Zhang’s husband claimed poverty: “You’ve seen how poor my family is, we have no other skills, truly no money. You can’t just watch your niece become foolish.”

“I’m helpless too, you’ve seen it, I’m not the one in charge at home.” Hongji’s father let this brother ramble on, asserting he had no control over their finances, and indeed he had none to offer.

Hongji arrived with the children, and the villagers made way for him and the children to enter.

“Hongji, you’ve arrived just in time. Your mother won’t pay, so you must pay. You can’t just watch your cousin suffer with a fever and become foolish,” Mrs. Zhang, upon seeing Hongji’s arrival, grabbed his sleeve.

“Aunt, where would I get the money from? You know all about my family affairs, my wife and I don’t save,” Hongji said in distress, looking at his aunt as she held his sleeve tightly, setting the two children down.

Daya picked up Wuwa and pulled Siwa to the side, keeping the children out of harm’s way as the adults seemed ready to fight.

“Hongji, such foolish loyalty; no wonder your wife struggles so much. Have you seen your children? It’s because of Mrs. Lai and her lazy daughters that they have to work hard in the fields every day. Aren’t the little girls human?”

Mrs. Zhang, furious, didn’t care if her words stirred conflict between Hongji and his mother, hoping to spur chaos within their family.

“Mrs. Zhang, how venomous of you to latch onto my son like this! It’s only right for my son to be filial,” Mrs. Lai barked back in anger, hopping madly as she cursed, spittle flying everywhere.

Seeking stronger backup, Mrs. Zhang then called her own son and daughter-in-law into the fray.