Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 748 A Chaotic World (13)

As evening fell, Wangyou led two large wild boars down the mountain and found the brigade leader who was harvesting wheat.

"Uncle Li, I hunted two wild boars. I'll make an extra meal for the villagers. It's harvest time, so everyone should eat well," Wangyou called out from the edge of the field.

Not only the brigade leader heard this, but everyone in the nearby villages heard it, and they were all very tempted.

"Okay, but the brigade won't take it for nothing. We'll give you work points. Does everyone agree?"

"no!"

"No, two people come to help slaughter the pig, the rest of you hurry up." Old Li made the decision in just a few words.

Wangyou had no objections. Although Wangyou originally planned to give it away for free, it was still good to have some centimeters now.

Thanks to the strategy of taking advantage of the two big fat pigs, Wangyou didn't participate in the autumn harvest this year, and no one in the village said anything.

As for the task of picking corn, Wangyou originally went, but as soon as her skin touched the corn cob, it immediately turned red. Later, she tried shelling beans, but the result was the same.

This is something that all the older women in the village have witnessed, so no one has any objections to Wangyou not participating in the autumn harvest.

Seeing how hard and tiring it was for everyone to husk corn, Wangyou decided to put her clever mind to use.

After two days of hard work, I've created a hand-cranked corn-peeling machine. Just put the corn in, and it will peel it cleanly, much faster than rubbing it by hand.

Now, the corn can be threshed much faster in the threshing ground.

Wangyou didn't linger there. She wanted to hear some gossip, but the air outside was thick with the scent of harvest, and her exposed skin couldn't stand it. As for being completely covered up, forget it; with temperatures over thirty degrees Celsius, she didn't want to suffocate.

So, while everyone was busy with the autumn harvest, Wangyou became a leisurely person in the village.

After the autumn harvest was over and the grain was handed over to the government, the rest belonged to the villagers, and everyone was very happy.

Wangyou didn't receive much grain, only about 150 jin in total, but it was quite novel, as it was the first time she had earned grain through her own labor.

After thinking it over, Wangyou decided to send the grain to her family, along with the cured meat, chicken, and rabbit that she had asked Wang Hong to make.

Of course, Wangyou didn't get away with Wang Hong's labor for nothing; she got rid of him with grain and money.

After the autumn harvest, the team organized everyone to go up the mountain, firstly to harvest some mountain produce, and secondly to organize a hunting trip so that everyone could have a better winter.

The captain asked Wangyou if she wanted to go hunting, but she refused. Lately, she preferred to go up the mountain with her aunts to collect wild game.

When it was time to go up the mountain, Wangyou realized that a lot of educated youth had recently come, but she hadn't paid attention to it. Wang Hong seemed to have mentioned it to her, but she was focused on the food and didn't care.

Looking back now, it seems she missed out on quite a bit of excitement, like Song Qingqing.

At this moment, Song Qingqing was full of impatience towards another woman who looked ordinary but was dressed exquisitely. However, the woman seemed not to understand human speech and kept calling Song Qingqing "sister".

Wangyou listened intently, pricking up both ears.

It turns out that Song Qingqing and the woman named Song Tingting were switched at birth; to be precise, Song Tingting's family deliberately swapped them.

However, after Song Qingqing's family found out, instead of punishing that family, they decided to continue supporting Song Tingting. Not long after Song Qingqing returned home, she was sent to the countryside. It turned out that the family was worried that Song Tingting would not have a good life in the countryside, so they brought their biological daughter back to replace their adopted daughter.

Song Qingqing was no pushover either. She immediately stole the household registration book and enrolled Song Tingting in the rural work program. She also severed ties with that family. However, the family still felt sorry for Song Tingting and actually transferred her to Heilongjiang Province.

"Song Qingqing, to deal with shameless people like this, you have to take action and beat them so badly they'll never dare to show their faces in front of you again." Wangyou, ever the gossip, was eager to stir things up.

"That's right, girl, that whole family is crazy. They don't care about their own children, and they only dote on their adopted daughter. And this shameless thing is bothering you every day. She deserves to be taught a lesson." Aunt Guihua said indignantly.

Upon hearing Wangyou's words, Chen Zhizhi silently retreated, as the memories of her dead were attacking her.

Wangyou didn't live in the compound for long, only two years, but she was truly a woman who would rather take action than talk. Which of the children of the compound in this generation hadn't been beaten up by her?

“Wangyou, you’re right. Some people can’t be ignored.” Song Qingqing was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized that there was some truth to it.

Thinking of this, Song Qingqing looked at Song Tingting behind her, who kept calling her "sister" and saying "I don't blame you, sister," and slapped her without hesitation.

That was awesome!

Song Tingting was stunned for a moment because she didn't expect Song Qingqing to actually dare to hit her. Song Qingqing, on the other hand, seemed to have been turned on and started slapping her, as if she was venting her resentment.

At this moment, Wangyou suddenly felt that Song Qingqing was somewhat similar to Wang Guifen, whom she had met on the train before. Both of them harbored resentment in their hearts, but Song Qingqing was better at hiding it than Wang Guifen.

After comparing the two, Wangyou concluded that Song Qingqing was likely reborn, and that she probably died a terrible death in her previous life. It's quite remarkable that she could endure this long enough to beat someone up.

Sure enough, this world is strange and wonderful; there are all kinds of people, and she always manages to run into them.

However, Song Qingqing was much more decisive than the reborn heroines in the novels she had seen in her space.

Those female protagonists said they didn't want to have anything to do with their families from their past lives, so they let others talk and just wouldn't tell the truth. Wouldn't it have saved a lot of trouble if they had just told the truth from the beginning? They had to wait until their breasts were blocked before they told the truth.

Song Qingqing did a good job by saying everything in a crowded place, so that no one would help her if she hit Song Tingting.

Put yourself in their shoes. If they knew they could have lived a life of luxury, but instead were forced to eat chaff and wild vegetables, they would be lucky if they didn't fight to the death.

"Alright, Qingqing, stop hitting her. It's not good if she gets killed. Next time she comes near you, you can continue hitting her." Wangyou saw that Song Tingting had been beaten quite badly, so she went over and pulled Song Qingqing up.

When Song Qingqing saw that it was Wangyou, her anger suddenly dissipated, and she burst into tears. Her cries were filled with grievances, as if she wanted to cry out all the bitterness of her life.

"This child must have suffered a terrible injustice. His crying is so heartbreaking," an aunt muttered.

"Wangyou, thank you, thank you!" Song Qingqing said to Wangyou, enunciating each word clearly. This person, who didn't exist in her previous life, had given her new hope.

"Now that you've been given a new lease on life, live it well. The past shouldn't be left behind, but it also shouldn't become a shackle that holds you back from your new life," Wangyou said, patting her shoulder.

"Thank you, thank you!" Song Qingqing couldn't help but cry again.