I insist

Chapter 4: My Own Room

When the Zhuo family saw an ugly old woman nearing fifty step forward, they immediately scoffed: "Is there no one left in your Qiu family? Old woman, what business is this of yours? Get out of here, lest you get hurt!"

"Accidental injury? You should be worried about yourself!" Song Miqiu threw the cloth bag on the ground, and red ink seeped out faintly.

As darkness fell, it became difficult to see clearly, but it still appeared unusually round.

"Who are you trying to scare?" The eldest son of the Zhuo family forced a cold snort.

But when he saw the bright red blood seeping from the bag and the hair visible to the naked eye in the half-open bag, his face instantly turned to horror.

This... could this be a human head?

He wasn't the only one with this thought, so when the bag hit the ground, everyone reflexively took a big step back.

The eldest son of the Zhuo family swallowed hard: "What is this?"

"The face I tore off wasn't quite intact this time." Song Miqiu turned her head and sighed earnestly, "I've told you all before that you can't hold back in a fight. I've explained how to skin someone a thousand times, can you even understand?"

Everyone's faces fell.

Song Miqiu picked up the cloth bag with obvious disgust. She even stuck out her tongue and licked it, clicking her tongue and saying, "This person's blood doesn't attract mosquitoes. I'll hang it up for him later."

Everyone's faces fell even further.

"Pervert!" Zhuo Jia shouted, clutching his nauseous chest.

Song Miqiu looked at them with a cold gaze.

"I'm going to report this to the authorities!" said the eldest son of the Zhuo family, strong and calm.

Song Miqiu shrugged: "You want to arrest me? If you trust the authorities, then go and report it to them."

Her smile turned cold, which sent a shiver down everyone's spine and made them more alert.

Everyone was forced to leave their homes due to natural disasters. The officials mostly just tried to smooth things over and didn't solve the problems at all. If it weren't for the Emperor's personal grant, they wouldn't even have this small plot of land. If they made a big fuss with the officials, they might lose even this little bit of land.

Wouldn't that be like losing both your wife and your army?

Seeing Song Miqiu's nonchalant attitude, Zhuo Jia couldn't help but mutter to himself.

This old woman doesn't seem like a kind person; she's probably already bribed the government officials... Otherwise, how could the Qiu family have such a good location?

Thinking about this, they increasingly felt that it made sense.

They just wanted to take advantage, not go to jail.

So the Zhuo family hastily retreated. But they couldn't lose face as they left, so they swore, "You just wait!"

“A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. Don’t wait until I’m buried before you come after me,” Song Miqiu mocked.

"Mother-in-law! Are you alright?" Madam Tian went over to greet her and asked with concern.

Her eyes kept glancing at the dummy head in Song Miqiu's hand.

Song Miqiu casually tossed it aside: "Fake. How could I be so cruel? Alright, let's hurry back. I'm exhausted from traveling for so long."

Nevertheless, the Qiu family cautiously rummaged through the bag a couple of times before daring to open it to determine its authenticity.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the stones inside.

Because Song Miqiu made a great contribution in this incident, she was chosen first to select an auspicious burial site.

Song Miqiu didn't stand on ceremony and quickly claimed the largest courtyard. The courtyard had three rooms, enough to house three generations of their family, and there was plenty of open space that could be divided up further.

I never expected that the first thing I would own after transmigrating would be a house of my own!

Perhaps it was an obsession with houses from a past life. Song Miqiu instantly became energetic, busily tidying up.