Going back to being twenty, taking her heartbroken son to a massage parlor.

Ili, Narat Grassland.

At 10 p.m., the sun was just beginning to set.

The sky seemed to have been splashed with dye, the crimson sunset spreading across half the sky and tinging the rolling meadows with an ambiguous golden edge.

The scenery is unbelievably beautiful.

A vintage horse-drawn sleigh travels along a path in the meadow.

The driver was a Kazakh man who cracked his whip loudly while humming an unknown tune.

Four women were sitting in the back of the truck.

Jiang Yiyao, Xia Yiyi, Guo Rong, Liao Yaqin.

These four women are typical examples of those who still retain their charm; just sitting there, they are the most beautiful sight in Nalati.

Especially Jiang Yiyao.

Since she severely punished Su Mu a few days ago, she felt completely refreshed.

Even the wildflowers by the roadside seem beautiful to me.

With a bumpy ride on the sled, Jiang Yiyao was in high spirits and started singing at the top of her lungs:

"The fields around me~"

"The fragrance of jujube blossoms is right here~"

"When the sorghum ripens, the sky turns red."

"Jiu'er, I'm sending you off to a faraway place~"

The tune had wandered to her grandmother's house, but that didn't stop her from indulging in self-admiration.

Xia Yiyi sat opposite, holding sunglasses, laughing so hard she almost fell over, pointing at Jiang Yiyao and Guo Rong next to her, saying:

"Look at Yiyao, look at how smug she is."

"Anyone who didn't know better would think she just won the lottery; she doesn't look like a woman who just got divorced at all."

Guo Rong, a professor at the music academy, couldn't help but chuckle at the ear-piercing sound.

She tidied her wind-blown hair and teased:

"Yiyi, you don't understand."

"Didn't they say online that this woman has three great joys in middle age?"

"Promotion, wealth, and the death of one's husband."

"Although Su Mu didn't die, the divorce is practically a done deal."

"Look at Yiyao now, her complexion is rosy and she looks radiant. She looks more than ten years younger."

"That's absolutely true!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiyao immediately stopped singing and spat out a curse:

"Pah! Don't mention that bastard, it's bad luck!"

"We finally get to go on a trip, can we please not mention such disgusting people?"

Guo Rong raised an eyebrow, her eyes full of mockery:

"Oh, oh, oh, now you think it's bad luck?"

"Who was it that went crazy in the car the other day, yelling about wanting to go back and get back together?"

"Don't say things like 'I don't want my husband, and no one else is allowed to take him,' or 'That's my private property.'"

"You're so possessive of your food, I'm afraid you'll bite someone."

Jiang Yiyao blushed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and instantly bristled:

"Pah! That's my ex-husband! What husband!"

"Guo Rong, can't you speak properly? If you like that good-for-nothing, you can have him as your husband!"

That's your husband!

Guo Rong was not to be outdone and immediately retaliated:

"How could you be so vicious? How could you utter such a curse?"

"Your husband!"

"That's your husband!"

"Your husband!"

Two women, whose combined age is nearly eighty, are now arguing like elementary school students on a swaying sled.

Xia Yiyi and Liao Yaqin laughed until their stomachs hurt.

The atmosphere was incredibly cheerful.

A gentle breeze caressed my face, the scent of grass filled the air, and herds of cattle and sheep grazed in the distance.

Xia Yiyi took a deep breath, opened her arms to embrace the sky, and exclaimed:

"This is life!"

"There are no trivial family matters, no man who only knows how to annoy people, only sisters and distant places."

She turned and put her arm around Guo Rong's shoulder:

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

"Professor Guo, with such a wonderful environment, lighting, and atmosphere, why don't you sing a few lines?"

"Let Yiyao hear what professionalism is, so she won't keep howling and attracting wolves."

Guo Rong proudly raised her chin and cleared her throat:

"Alright, then I'll sing a little song called 'Nine Children'."

"Let some amateur singers know that singing requires heart, not just shouting."

talking.

She took her phone out of her exquisite little bag.

I originally wanted to find some background music and also turn on airplane mode to avoid being disturbed.

Just as your finger is about to touch the screen.

A WeChat message suddenly popped up at the top of the screen.

Sender's note: [My beloved daughter].

Guo Rong smiled, a smile as kind as a loving mother's.

It's probably my daughter coming to ask for living expenses again, or to share some funny stories from school.

She clicked on it casually.

next second.

Guo Rong's smile froze.

The message was very simple, consisting of only two lines:

"Mom, I have good news for you. I think I'm in love."

"And you'd never guess who it is!"

"It's Uncle Su Mu!!"

That instant.

Guo Rong felt her head buzzing.

The wind in Narat is no longer gentle, the sunset is no longer beautiful, and even the sled beneath us feels like a torture device.

Shetland Sheepdog?

Su Mu, who had just been kicked out by Jiang Yiyao and had accomplished nothing?

That old man who was more than a decade older than his daughter?

How is that possible!

Are you seeing things?

Guo Rong stared intently at the screen, reading those words over and over three times.

Confirmed.

An unnamed rage surged from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

That was the most primal anger a mother can feel.

"Su Mu, you're going to die!!!"

A fierce roar shattered the tranquility of the grassland.

The Kazakh man driving the cart was so startled that his hand trembled, and he almost lashed the horse's rump with his whip.

Xia Yiyi and Liao Yaqin were stunned by the shout.

"What's wrong, Rongrong? Why are you suddenly swearing?"

"What happened?"

At this moment, Guo Rong no longer cared about being a professor or having elegant manners.

She turned around abruptly, her eyes bloodshot, like an enraged lioness.

Without saying a word.

He lunged directly at Jiang Yiyao, who was standing next to him.

He gripped Jiang Yiyao's neck tightly with both hands and shook her violently.

"Jiang Yiyao! You heartless bastard!!"

"Your husband! Your husband! You really intend to make him my husband?!"

She yelled and strained, as if she wanted to devour Jiang Yiyao alive.

Jiang Yiyao's eyes rolled back as she was being pinched, and she desperately slapped Guo Rong's arm with both hands, making a "hoarse" sound in her throat.

Xia Yiyi and Liao Yaqin were terrified and rushed over to break up the fight.

"Guo Rong, what are you doing! Let go! You're going to strangle Yao Yao!"

Guo Rong's eyes were bloodshot, she had lost all reason, and she held on tightly.

"wrong!

"Your husband wants to become my daughter's husband!"

"He slept with my daughter!!! You bastard!!!"

!!!

One sentence, like a bolt from the blue.

Xia Yiyi and Liao Yaqin stopped trying to break up the fight. Both of them stared with their mouths open and their eyes wide open, even forgetting about Jiang Yiyao, who was being choked to the point of near suffocation.

So... it exploded?

Jiang Yiyao's ex-husband, that seemingly honest and unassuming Su Mu, has such top-notch skills at stealing other people's partners.

He got divorced no sooner, and then he got his hands on his ex-wife's best friend's biological daughter?

What kind of nonsense is this?!

孽 孽!

Jiang Yiyao's face turned purple from being pinched, and she managed to squeeze out a few words through her teeth.

"I...my ex-husband did something bad...why are you pinching me... "

"Go ahead and hit him..."

Guo Rong became even angrier and increased the pressure on her hand.

I'll pinch you! It's all your fault!

"If you hadn't let him out, would he have been able to harm my daughter?!"

Xia Yiyi, after all, had seen a lot and was quick-witted.

She grabbed Guo Rong by the waist and shouted:

"Calm down!! Guo Rong, calm down!"

"We're still in the car! If we fall, we're all doomed!"

"Don't rush to explode, use your brain and think about it!"

Does this make logical sense?

Guo Rong continued, straining, "Why isn't it working? It's written in black and white!"

Xia Yiyi held onto her tightly:

"Just think about how badly Su Mu behaves!"

"He has no money, no power, and he's getting on in years. Besides being somewhat good-looking, what other advantages does he have?"

"Who is your daughter, Zhiting? She's the school beauty! Your standards are ridiculously high!"

"So many rich and handsome young men at school are chasing after her, but she doesn't even look at them. Why would she be interested in Su Mu, this old man who was kicked out of school?"

"Did you like him because he's old? Or because he doesn't shower?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Rong's struggling movements slowed down slightly.

Reason began to slowly return.

Yes.

Although her daughter was simple-minded, she wasn't stupid.

Su Mu, a guy like him, isn't even worthy of carrying his daughter's shoes. How could he suddenly be in a relationship?

Seeing this, Xia Yiyi quickly seized the opportunity:

"I think there's something fishy about this."

"Think about it, haven't you been having disagreements with your daughter lately because of the divorce?"

Guo Rong paused for a moment, recalling that she had spoken to her daughter on the phone a few days ago and had indeed scolded her daughter for complaining about her unhappy marriage.

"Yes...that's true."

Xia Yiyi slapped her thigh:

"That's right!"

"Today's Gen Z kids are really getting their act together."

"That girl Zhiting must have done this on purpose to annoy you!"

"She's getting revenge on you! She deliberately picked on someone you find most disgusting to make you feel disgusted!"

"Think about it, who's more suitable to disgust you than your best friend's ex-husband?"

Guo Rong was panting heavily, her eyes flickering uncertainly.

Upon closer reflection, it does seem to make sense.

That good-for-nothing Su Mu, even if you gave him ten times the courage, would he dare to touch his own daughter?

If he really dares, I'll cut off his thing and feed it to the dogs!

Jiang Yiyao had recovered by this time.

She rubbed her neck, her face a mixture of grievance and schadenfreude.

"That's right, Guo Rong."

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Su Mu is such a hopeless case. I must have been blind back then."

"Your daughter has the same taste as you, how could she possibly have such bad taste?"

"Besides, it was clearly your daughter who sent you that message to upset you, why did you pinch me?"

"Do you know that's called blaming the victim?"

"You call yourself my best friend? I think you're just trying to take this opportunity to murder me!"

Guo Rong felt somewhat guilty, but she still refused to back down.

"I was...I was so angry I almost lost my temper!"

"Who told you to be unable to control your ex-husband?"

"If you had done *that* to him earlier, none of this mess would have happened today!"

Jiang Yiyao rolled her eyes:

"Hey! Are you being unreasonable?"

"I think you're going through menopause, and your hormones are out of whack!"

Guo Rong glared at her: "Who are you calling menopausal? Jiang Yiyao, are you asking for trouble again?"

It looked like the two were about to start fighting again.

Xia Yiyi quickly stepped in as a peacemaker:

"Alright, alright! Let's all keep quiet!"

"The most urgent task now is to find out the truth."

"Guo Rong, call your daughter now, or video chat with her."

"Find out exactly what happened."

"If it really is a prank, then you should teach her a lesson."

"if……"

Xia Yiyi paused, not daring to say the second half of her sentence.

If Su Mu really did steal someone's cabbage, then tonight the Narat Grassland will probably be a river of blood.

Guo Rong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart.

"Okay, I'll call now."

"If that girl dares to lie to me, I'll break her legs!"

She picked up her phone, her fingers trembling as she prepared to make a voice call.

Just then.

My phone vibrated again.

Another message came through the chat box labeled "My Beloved Daughter".

This time it's not text.

It is a video file.

In the thumbnail on the cover, under dim lighting, Lin Zhiting, the daughter, is smiling brightly at the camera.