The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Chapter 155 People in this world are all about fawning on the powerful and bullying the weak.

The Song family members who went there were the old man and Fang Laoda. When they saw Song Feng at the entrance of the ancestral hall, they were stunned. Why did this person come to the ancestral hall?

"Song Feng, I didn't see you come to pay your respects to your grandfather this morning. How dare you come to the ancestral hall? If your father knew how unfilial you were, wouldn't he come to your dream in the middle of the night to scold you?"

"There's no need for you to worry about that, Uncle. If my father knew about the situation of his wife and children after he passed away, he would probably talk to you about it even more."

"you!"

Old Man Song never understood why his taciturn third son had such a sharp tongue.

"Alright, what's all this commotion about at the entrance of the ancestral hall? It'll only make us a laughingstock. Eldest brother, let's go inside." The old man walked into the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back.

Hmph, a mere child who hasn't even grown his first beard yet dares to think he's the head of the family, coming to the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors. He won't stop him; someone else will stop him soon enough.

The ancestral hall is not a place he can come to whenever he wants.

When Grandpa Song arrived, the house was already filled with people. Everyone was unusually well-dressed, and some even wore new clothes. Because it was the New Year, the atmosphere inside was very festive.

"Second Uncle!" He completely ignored the village chief standing to the side. The clan chief was Second Uncle. Even if this old scoundrel favored the Third Brother's family, he couldn't make the clan chief's decision.

"Coming!"

"Second Grandpa!"

The old man was clearly taken aback, and it took him a while to recognize the tall young man in front of him. "Third brother's son?" He had heard that the young man had become rich after getting married. In just one year, he had gone from a notoriously impoverished family to one of the wealthiest households in the village, a remarkable transformation.

"Yes, Second Grandfather, Uncle Village Chief, Happy New Year!"

Old Master Song looked at Song Feng with disdain. He was waiting for his unfilial grandson to be driven away by his second uncle. As the head of the family, how could he possibly allow Song Feng to participate in the clan's ancestral worship?

"Alright! Sit down! Now that you live alone, you really should come to the ancestral hall to learn about the clan's affairs."

Old Man Song's face immediately turned extremely ugly; his second uncle was slapping him in the face.

"Second Grandfather is right."

After Song Feng took his seat, the others came up to greet him and try to get close to him. They were even more enthusiastic about Song Feng than about Old Master Song.

The old man nearly lost his composure. People are all opportunistic, always fawning on the powerful and belittling the weak. He should have known better; Song Feng was currently riding high. He'd heard that the families clinging to him had work every day this winter, and thanks to him, they'd all had a prosperous New Year.

He could hear the rumors, and others could get the news too. The third brother's family had become a hot commodity.

Looking at Song Feng chatting and laughing with others, and then looking around at himself, there was no one else but two old men. The old man...emm.

After the sacrificial ceremony, Old Man Song, with a dark face, hurried home. He was not going to have a good New Year!

Not long after the Wang family children arrived at Song Feng's house, the Zhou family children also arrived. Fang Xiaoning filled their pockets with melon seeds and candy, which they happily accepted. They then shared some candy with Song An and Tie Zhu, and went together to visit other families for the New Year.

The children were envious when they saw what they had brought back from the Song family. They all rushed to the Song family's house. Fang Xiaoning looked at the little kids in the yard and unconsciously twitched the corner of her mouth.

Wherever there's milk, there's a mother; wherever there's food, that's where people run. With so many people, the usual distribution couldn't be repeated. She gave each person two candies and a small handful of melon seeds or peanuts.

After that, they would give two twisted dough sticks or a small handful of hemp leaves. That's how it was. By the end of the day, almost all the children in the village had visited their house. They were so used to hearing "Happy New Year" that their faces were practically stiff from smiling.

There were some gains, though. It seems that Xiao An has made several new friends, which is great.

"Xiao Ning, after you finish eating, soak your feet and then go rest. You must be exhausted today."

"It's alright, I was just sorting things out."

"Have you prepared everything you need for your homecoming visit tomorrow?"

"Brother Feng packed up this morning." He even packed two sets of things, one for her family and the other for Old Master Fang's family, as she was going to both.

Exhausted from the New Year's Eve and the New Year's Day, Fang Xiaoning fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, even snoring softly.