The beloved but ungrateful girl is reborn: This time she has truly changed.

Ling Heping nodded: "Your political commissar Liang Bing is my comrade-in-arms."

Wang Dong suddenly realized: "No wonder. Why didn't you just tell Political Commissar Liang..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Qi Weiwei and Ling Heping both understood what he meant—Political Commissar Liang was of a high rank, and if he intervened, things would go much more smoothly.

But Ling Heping shook his head: "Political Commissar Liang can't intervene directly. Tang Qu is the director of the quarrying committee; he has connections everywhere. If Political Commissar Liang gets involved directly, it might cause him trouble. We can only help secretly."

Wang Dong understood, carefully put the note away, and his eyes regained some clarity: "Don't worry, I know what's important."

The three discussed some details—the exact location of the courtyard, Tang Aijun and Tang Tiantian's usual arrival time, possible escape routes, and so on.

Wang Dong had clearly done a lot of research, and he spoke with great confidence and knowledge.

That small courtyard was located at the very back of the supply and marketing cooperative's alley. It was a detached house, and the neighbors on either side were rarely home.

Tang Tiantian usually arrives at 12:30, while Tang Aijun arrives around 12:40 if he's free. The two of them stay inside for about 40 to 50 minutes before leaving one after the other.

"I've been observing them for several days," Wang Dong said. "They're very careful, never going in or out at the same time. But once they're in the yard, they become completely unrestrained, not even drawing the curtains completely. I can see them from the wall of the neighboring yard."

Qi Weiwei felt nauseous as she listened.

She was truly blind in her past life, completely oblivious to everything.

After the discussion, Ling Heping and Qi Weiwei got up to say goodbye.

Wang Dong saw them to the door and suddenly said, "Comrade Qi, thank you. Thank you... for not enduring it like other women, just to save face."

Qi Weiwei shook her head: "I'm the one who should be saying thank you. Company Commander Wang, please take care of yourself."

"Don't worry." Wang Dong forced a smile, a smile more like a grimace. "I've already risked my life."

I went downstairs and got back into the car.

Ling Heping started the car and drove out of the military base.

"Where to now?" he asked.

Qi Weiwei looked at the scenery rushing past the car window, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly said, "I need to go back to Grandpa's courtyard."

Ling Heping was taken aback: "A small courtyard in the suburbs? Didn't you just send your family there?"

"No," Qi Weiwei shook her head, her eyes icy, "It's not the courtyard where Grandpa and Grandma lived. It's the courtyard where my grandfather built my new house. Tang Aijun and Tang Tiantian should still be living there. I'm going there and smashing everything."

Ling Heping glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Are you going to pressure them?"

"Yes." Qi Weiwei clenched her fist, the wound under the gauze throbbing slightly. "I need to vent my anger. Besides, if I make a scene and kick Tang Aijun and Tang Tiantian out, they'll have nowhere to go and will have to stay in that rented courtyard. That way, it'll be even easier for Company Commander Wang to take action tomorrow—he can catch them red-handed at home."

Ling Heping thought for a moment and nodded: "That makes sense. But Weiwei, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. I'll go with you."

"No need," Qi Weiwei said. "You can't show your face. You're a military leader; if you get involved in this kind of family dispute, it won't look good for you. I can go by myself; Tang Aijun won't dare to do anything to me."

"But……"

"Don't worry," Qi Weiwei said, a cold smile playing on her lips. "I'm all barefoot now, so I have nothing to lose. I'll collect some interest on what the Tang family owes me today."

The car turned a corner in the city and headed towards the new house courtyard that Grandpa Qi had prepared for Qi Weiwei.

The car was parked at the entrance of the alley.

Qi Weiwei got out of the car and said to Ling Heping, "Wait for me here. If I don't come out in half an hour, then you can go in."

Ling Heping frowned: "It's too dangerous."

"No, that won't happen." Qi Weiwei pulled a pair of scissors from the inside pocket of her cotton-padded coat—she had brought them from home that morning and kept them hidden on her person. "I have these. Besides, Tang Aijun should be at work at this time. In the yard, there's only that old hag Tang Aijun's grandmother and those two little beasts!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked into the alley without waiting for Ling Heping to persuade her again.

The alley was deep, with similar single-story houses and courtyards on both sides.

At this time, some courtyard gates are open, and you can see the clothes drying inside; others are closed and quiet.

Qi Weiwei walked to the courtyard gate and took a deep breath.

Then he raised his hand and pounded on the door.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

The knocking on the door was particularly jarring in the quiet alley, startling the chickens in the neighboring yard, which flapped their wings and clucked.

At the entrance of the alley, a few old men playing chess glanced over, then lowered their heads and continued playing.

After filming for a full two minutes, dragging footsteps and a hoarse, unpleasant curse finally came from inside:

"Who is it? Are you knocking on my door to tell me my soul? Is your father or mother dead? Are you in such a hurry to announce the death?"

It was Sun Xidi's voice.

The door latch was pulled open with a clang.

The gate to the courtyard was ajar.

Sun Xidi's wrinkled face was revealed.

She had a gray cloth strip tied around her head, her face was sallow, her eyelids were drooping, and her lips were dry and cracked; she was clearly ill.

Upon seeing Qi Weiwei, a flicker of surprise flashed in her cloudy eyes, which quickly turned into disgust.

"It's you?" Her voice was like a broken gong. "You dare to come back? You..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qi Weiwei raised her foot and kicked the door hard.

"Bang!"

The courtyard gate was kicked open, bounced back, and slammed heavily into Sun Xidi.

"Ouch!"

Sun Xidi screamed and fell backward to the ground.

She was already ill and weak, and after the fall, she couldn't get up for a long time.

Sun Xidi fell ill after washing the mountain of dirty clothes that was originally meant for Qi Weiwei. To be precise, she hurt her back while washing clothes, and she also had to cook for Tang Aijun, Tang Tiantian, and their two illegitimate children. After being busy for more than half a month, she finally fell ill.

Qi Weiwei stepped over the threshold and into the courtyard.

The courtyard remains the same.

A grape trellis was erected on the left, and the withered vines swayed in the wind.

On the right are several pots of flowers covered with straw mats.

The main house has three rooms, and the windows are so dirty they're unrecognizable—she used to clean them every morning, but it seems no one has cleaned them since she left.

Two little boys were squatting by the wall, playing in the dirt.

Tang Yaozong had a fat face and was wearing a brand-new blue cotton-padded jacket, which Qi Weiwei had just bought last month.

Tang Yaozu was also round and chubby, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, the cuffs of which were so dirty that their original color was no longer visible.

In her past life, she cherished these two children as her lifeblood, sacrificing her own comfort and comfort to give them the best.

I'm the dumbest person in the world!

The two boys looked up when they heard the noise.

Tang Yaozong stared blankly at Sun Xidi lying on the ground, then looked at Qi Weiwei, his little face expressionless.

Tang Yaozu burst into tears, dropped the clod of dirt in his hand, and shrank back.

Qi Weiwei glanced at them, her eyes as cold as ice.

She turned around, closed the courtyard gate, and bolted it.