The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

The old house is at the foot of the mountain. It is really small, with only one room and a kitchen.

But fortunately, the roof, doors and windows are all good, so it seems to be safe.

After the village chief brought the people here, he first checked the house and made sure it was safe and suitable for living, so he planned to go back first.

When he walked to the door and saw Song Yunran with a happy face, he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"The owner of this house was He, but she has been gone for many years, so the house was confiscated and is considered the property of the village. I will pay for this month's rent first, and you can pay me back when you settle down and have money!"

"Thank you, village chief!"

After Song Yunran thanked him politely, she continued, "I have another favor to ask of you, village chief uncle. Tomorrow when you go to the government office to hand in the divorce and severance letters, please change the names of the three of us sisters as well!

From now on, my eldest sister will be called Song Yunqian, my second sister will be called Song Yunxi, and I will be called Song Yunran."

Song Yunran thought that she would finally not have to be called San Ya anymore, and her face was filled with uncontrollable joy, with the corners of her mouth almost stretching to her ears.

"San Ya, can you tell the village chief who gave you three sisters your names?"

The village chief knew that Song’s eldest brother was a scholar, and it was possible that Song herself could read a few words.

But Sanya and her friends had been working since they were young and had no chance to read and write. Looking at the refreshed Sanya in front of him, the village chief couldn't help but ask the questions in his heart.

"My mother gave it to us. The Bai family used to say that we were money-losing goods and didn't deserve a name, so we never dared to say it. Now that we are the masters of our own family, we changed the name."

Fortunately, she thought about these questions in advance, otherwise she wouldn't know how to face the village chief's suspicion.

Although the village chief is a good person at present, people's hearts are unpredictable. You still have to be careful so as not to implicate your mother and sister.

Looking at the empty old house, the four mother and daughters smiled at each other, and Song couldn't help crying while laughing.

Since getting married, I have never had a good day. Every day I am either beaten or scolded.

He also implicated his three daughters, who had never had enough food or warm clothing since childhood and had to do more work than they talked every day.

My parents cut off all contact with me because they were afraid that they would worry. Every year during the holidays, I would ask someone to bring a message saying that I was too busy to go back to see them.

Although they are divorced now, which has a bad reputation, she can't help but feel happy in her heart. After all, her three daughters won't have to be beaten every day anymore.

"Mom, elder sister, second sister, don't worry, I have grown up. I will protect you and let you all live a good life."

Ever since she came here, she has been holding herself back and living according to San Ya's memories. Now, she can finally be herself.

"Come here, let me take a good look and see if my little sister has really grown up."

Looking at her cheerful and bright little sister, Erya couldn't help but smile and stretched out her hand to pinch her face. After pinching her face, she used her evil little hand to tickle her, making her laugh out loud.

Yun Ran blushed inexplicably as she thought about how she, an old woman whose soul was almost thirty years old, was being teased by a teenage girl.

"Come here, little sister, to let me see where you have grown?" As she said this, she was about to reach out to catch her.

She was so scared that she immediately hid behind Mrs. Song. Before today, Mrs. Song had never seen her three daughters so lively and vivid.

"Sister Yuling, are you there?"

Just when Yun Ran was about to be caught, several women's voices were heard outside the house.

"Sister Chunhua, why are you here? Come in, we just got here and there's nothing in the room. We're really sorry."

Song walked out with a smile and welcomed the few people into the house, only to find that there was not even a stool in the room, let alone tea, which made Song feel very embarrassed.

"Sister Yuling, why are you saying that? We grew up together. Although we are not sisters by blood, our relationship is no less than that of sisters by blood. Are you trying to disown me as your sister by being so polite?"

Song Chunhua is a sister of the Song family from the same village. The two families lived close to each other and they played together when they were young. When they grew up, they also married in the same village.

But Song Chunhua's life was much better than Song's because her husband was a pork seller.

Although we are not rich, our family lives better than most people in the village.

After four years of marriage, she gave birth to three sons. She made all the decisions on the big and small matters in the family, and her mother-in-law was also well-known for her kindness in the village.

"That's right! Sister Yuling, please don't be so polite to us! If you continue like this, we will really be angry."

The aunts who came with her also had an look of "you are being polite, I am about to get angry", which eased Song's embarrassment a little.

"Okay, okay, I'm welcome, don't be angry!"

I saw that my old friends not only did not distance themselves from me because of my separation, but instead treated me better and cared more about me.

Song's mood, which had just calmed down, began to fluctuate again, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Song's sad look, everyone thought she was so sad because of the divorce, so they took out the things they brought from home.

"Come on, you girls, come over here and taste my cooking."

As he spoke, he took out the food from the bamboo basket. As there was no table in the room, he had to put it on the stone block at the door.

"Seventh Aunt has a few sets of old clothes that your sister Yu'er wore before she got married. You three girls can wear them for now. When your seventh uncle comes back from escort duty in the new year, I will send you some cloth so that you can make new clothes!"

Aunt Seven took out a few sets of clean and tidy clothes and stuffed them into Song's arms. Although they were old clothes, they were much better than what the others were wearing. They didn't have any patches on them and looked almost new.

"Here, here, this is the new dress! No, please take it back, I can't have it."

Song refused to accept it no matter what, and the two of them argued for a long time but could not determine the winner.

"Mom, we don't even have a set of clothes to change into. Why don't we just take them? When we have money, we can buy new ones and return them to Aunt Qi. How about that?"

It had to be said that this kind of politeness between women was really hard for her to accept, so she had no choice but to pull Song to accept it.

"Eat first, or it won't taste good when it gets cold. Come on!"

"Yes! Yes! Eat first!

Several people pulled the mother and her two daughters towards the stone pier, fearing that they would reject their kindness again.

They also thought that they would feel embarrassed to eat in front of the Song mother and daughter, so they put down the coarse rice, vegetables and eggs in their hands and went home.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Seeing Song secretly wiping away tears, Song Yunran could only use her childish strengths to pretend that she was extremely hungry.

"You little greedy cat, eat quickly if you're hungry. Come on, Daya, Erya, come and eat."

Song Yunran stared at the food with her saliva about to flow, which instantly made the Song family laugh. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and told them to eat quickly.