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Song Xiangsi lifted her leg and swung it behind her. Immediately afterwards, her other leg swept across the air and knocked Song Dabao, who was rushing over, to the ground.

Then, she quickly walked forward and kicked Song Dabao's chest. Looking at the staff in Song Dabao's hand, she sneered, "This is the staff that killed my mother, right? Song Dabao, when you took it, were you not afraid that my mother would resent you too much and directly beat you to death with the staff?"

Hearing her words, Song Dabao's expression changed greatly. He threw the staff in his hand away and immediately after, he looked at Song Xiangsi with a vicious gaze, "Damn girl, you dare to hit your father. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" Song Xiangsi smiled coldly, "Even if the heavens truly want retribution, it should be done to you and Old Lady Wang first."

"The two of you are heartless as husbands, unkind as fathers, and unkind as milk. If the heavens really were to grow eyes, they would have taken you two in earlier. They would have used you as a scourge and harmed one of my mother's life."

Her gaze was too cold, so much so that Song Dabao could only shiver.

But to give in in front of his own daughter, even if he was weak and useless, he definitely wouldn't be able to do so.

It wasn't because he, Song Dabao, had guts, but because he couldn't afford to lose this face.

Song Dabao's eyes turned as his raging eyes suddenly flashed with a light. He immediately shouted, "Help! Murder! Murder! There's no justice left! Our daughter has beaten her father!"

In the past, their Song Family would only hear the angry curses from Song Dabao and née Wang, as well as the Lin Family's pleas for mercy. This time, it was actually Song Dabao who yelled.

The villagers found it strange. All of them moved closer to Song Xiangsi. When they saw that Song Xiangsi had actually placed a foot on Song Dabao's chest, they were indeed shocked.

"Aiyo, what's wrong, Elementary Scholar Song? What's wrong with you? Get up quickly."

Widow Wang, who was in the village, rolled her eyes and walked up. One of her waists was almost twisted. The inferior and fatty powder on her body assaulted her nostrils, forcing Song Xiangsi to step back and wrinkle her nose.

As if he had received an amnesty, with Widow Wang supporting him, he did not forget to place his hand on Widow Wang's buttocks to wipe it clean.

Widow Wang did not mind. Instead, she looked at Song Dabao with a smile, and then looked at Song Xiangsi with disdain.

"I say, Lovesick girl, aren't you being a bit too excessive? Your father gave your sisters food and drinks, yet you actually dared to hit him."

The villagers also joined in. They all said that Song Xiangsi had behaved badly, actually attacking her father in public.

The most enthusiastic ones were the seniors in the village. They hated their unfilial grandsons the most and wanted to hold all the juniors in their hands.

"Yeah, tell me, with your personality, how are you going to get married in the future? Where would anyone dare to ask you for that!" One of the old women curled her lips at Song Xiangsi with a look of contempt.

"My family doesn't dare to take it anyway, but we have to go back and tell my son that in the future, if he sees her, he'll have to hide away. Otherwise, if he gets infected, our family'll be in trouble."

"Hmph, they're just playing on the wrong side of things. Those two kids of hers probably aren't any good people either. In the future, they won't let us kids play with those two."

The villagers began to discuss among themselves. They pointed their fingers at Song Xiangsi as if they wanted money.

Song Xiangsi frowned as she cursed the ignorance of these villagers in her heart. At the same time, she was also a little upset.

For a moment, she couldn't control herself and forgot that this was an era where etiquette ate people. As a modern person, she didn't care about her reputation, let alone getting married.

It would be better for her to just kill her and let her wear it back.

But she didn't care, it didn't mean that her two siblings were safe and sound. Her little sister was going to get married in the future, and her little brother might even need to study for an exam to get his name. In the end, she didn't do anything right.

Her gaze that was like ice and snow caused Song Dabao to shudder, but when he thought of how he had the support of the villagers, he began to muster up his courage and put on a miserable show.

"My life is going to be tough, shitting and making this stinky girl grow up. She actually helped an outsider harm our family and gave away the majority of our savings to someone else. This is truly unreasonable …"

Song Xiangsi gritted her teeth. She really wanted to rush over and smash Song Dabao's head to pieces right now and shut him up.

But right now, Song Dabao was relying on his numbers. Song Xiangsi did not dare to make a move, so she pushed it too far and pointed at Song Xiangsi as she scolded, "This little bitch is also a little slut like her mother. She actually used our money to raise a man."

After saying that, he led the group to the door of the firewood house, kicked it open, and pointed inside.

"Look at this big guy, this is where she hides her man. There's even that wild man's clothes in there. It's so embarrassing. Why did such a shameless bitch appear in my Old Song family? Shameful!"

He thumped his chest and stamped his feet, looking as if he was in deep grief.

These days, Song Xiangsi did not listen to him anymore and even dared to contradict him. Therefore, Song Dabao attributed everything to that man giving her support, which was why she was so arrogant.

This time, he must use the power of his neighbors to drive that man out. That way, he could continue to enslave Song Xiangxiu. Furthermore, he would be able to get ten taels of silver in return.

When Song Xiangsi grew up, he could send her out to work, or give her to the landowner as a concubine and exchange her for some money for a gift.

Song Dabao's heart was full of plans, his eyes full of greed.

Song Xiangsi stared coldly at her, so angry that her chest heaved up and down. Ever since she teleported here, her three views had been refreshed time and time again.

She had never met a father who could discredit his daughter like this.

Adultery was something that, in ancient times, would have to be soaked in a pig's cage.

Sure enough, when Song Dabao said this, the villagers' faces immediately changed. Some of the better ones even ran over to ask for justice.

"I can't tell. Lovesick is so young, but she's already learned how to raise men." Widow Wang covered her mouth and giggled, mockingly mocking Song Xiangsi.

The other women in the village scoffed at Song Xiangsi as well. "That's right, you really can't tell. You don't learn well at such a young age and learn to fool around with men. I bet her mother taught you that."

She was pretty, so all the women in the village were jealous. They took the time to splash dirty water on her.

Song Xiangsi had never thought that the human heart could be so terrifying that it could not be forgiven even in the face of death for the sake of the trifling matter in his heart.

Even though everyone from the Lin Clan had gone, they were still unwilling to give her face.