Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Boss Song's face was so black it looked like it could be wrung out of water.

He strode out of the courtyard.

A short while later, he grabbed his eldest son, Song Rong, by the collar and dragged him back.

Song Rong was pulled so hard he staggered.

Upon entering the room, I saw Lin Ping lying on the floor crying, and I quickly reached out to help her up.

"Get up and go home. I've already started the fire and the rice is cooking at home. What are you making a scene here for?"

Lin Ping saw the man arrive.

His back straightened instantly.

He flung Song Rong's hand away, slapped his thigh, and wailed in despair:

"I'm not going back! Going back to live a life guarding those four cold bricks?"

Look at their table, the braised pork is overflowing, and the old hen soup is glistening with oil. And what about ours?

They were so poor that even a passing mouse would shed a few tears and offer them some dry food.

You good-for-nothing! Your own parents don't treat you like a human being, yet you still cling to them. How can you be so pathetic?

Song Rong lowered his head.

He remained silent. He also felt that his parents were biased, even though he was the eldest son.

They were kicked out for such a trivial matter.

Lin Ping got more and more into cursing.

Pointing at Boss Song's nose, he asked:

"Which parents don't live with their eldest son?"

The family property should all go to the eldest son.

You've given all the benefits to the second and third sons; you're trying to drive our whole family to our deaths!

Sister-in-law Song was so angry that she trembled all over.

Pointing at Lin Ping's face, he asked:

"Why don't you live with us? Don't you have any self-awareness? The chores at home are all done by the younger ones. You're always putting on airs. When there's something good, you run away faster than anyone else. You always have a stomachache and need to poop when you do any chores."

Lin Ping stiffened her neck and shouted:

"I didn't! Don't make false accusations! I'm more wronged than Dou E, who cried snow in June! Your Song family is deliberately bullying me, an outsider!"

Sister-in-law Song looked at her eldest son's cowardly appearance.

The last spark of hope in my heart was extinguished.

She looked calmly at Song Rong and spoke, word by word:

"Song Rong, I'm laying this out in front of your brother and sister-in-law today. Either you divorce Lin Ping, or you two never set foot in this house again."

I'll pretend I never had a son like you. Even if your father and I die, don't you dare come here and break the pot.

These words landed squarely on the ground.

The room was deathly silent.

Lin Ping was stunned.

She used to think her mother-in-law was a soft dough.

Just make a fuss.

They're sure to reap the benefits.

Unexpectedly, this time they ran into a brick wall.

Song Rong suddenly looked up.

His face was full of sadness.

"Mom, Lin Ping has many flaws, but I understand her. She's a good person at heart, she just has a harsh way of speaking."

Your eldest grandson is taking the college entrance exam next year, and your youngest grandson is about to start elementary school. What kind of logic is this, asking us to get a divorce?

He took two steps forward.

His tone was pleading:

"Mom, you need to be good at recognizing your daughter-in-law's good qualities."

"Life has no mistakes, only idiots."

Song Xianglan slammed the empty bowl down on the table, glancing sideways at Song Rong. "If you're brainless, go pretend to be a pig's brain. Even pig's brain would think your head is too low-class. What kind of saint are you pretending to be here?"

Sister-in-law Song sneered:

"If your father and I could discover how beautiful your wife is, we'd be living on air every day."

Song Rong retorted, her neck stiff with arrogance:

"Mom, I won't allow you to talk about Lin Ping like that. She's done her best for this family all these years..."

"Her dedication is utterly worthless!"

Song Qiang's wife couldn't help but jump out.

Pointing at Lin Ping, he cursed, "What chores around the house haven't been done by my brother and sister-in-law all these years? Lin Ping always struts around with her big buck teeth, acting like she's the eldest sister-in-law. Besides moving things back to her parents' house, what has she ever done?"

Song Fei's wife was also furious.

"Exactly! You call that doing your best? She's just doing her best to leech off us!"

Song Rong wanted to say something more.

Old Song suddenly grabbed a carrying pole from the corner of the wall.

He slapped Song Rong across the back. With a muffled "thud," Song Rong was knocked to the ground.

"How could I have given birth to such a good-for-nothing?" Boss Song cursed and hit him with astonishing strength. "You shallow-minded brat, get out! Take your wife and get out of here!"

Lin Ping screamed in fright.

He grabbed Song Rong and they scrambled out of the yard.

Old Song threw down the carrying pole and went back into the house.

My hand trembled violently as I picked up the wine glass.

He took a sip of his drink.

His voice was hoarse: "People get old, they really become useless. A decade or so ago, they wouldn't dare to talk like that."

Song Laosan quickly grabbed his elder brother's hand.

"Brother, don't drink anymore, it's bad for your health."

Song Xianglan sighed: "Lin Ping is just jealous that the children are making money and wants to come back and get a share. People in our hometown believe that the parents and the eldest son should each own half of the family property, and that's what she's after."

Old Song smiled bitterly:

"From now on, I'll just live with your sister-in-law. I won't live with anyone else. Those who die first will enjoy the good life, and those who die later will live on if they can, and if they can't, they can go to the sea and feed the fish."

Song Qiang's wife and Song Fei's wife listened with tears in their eyes, and cried out in unison, "Dad, Mom, you still have us, and you still have your grandson."

This meal was heartbreaking.

Song Xiangmei sat in her seat.

He kept his head down and twisted his fingers.

I feel that all this trouble is because I came back.

Song Xianglan patted her eldest sister's hand.

"Don't overthink it. This is just resentment that's been building up for too long. I just popped the boil today. I kicked Song Rong and his wife out of my house last time, and I've been holding it in ever since."

After finishing the meal.

Everyone heard that Song Xianglan was going to take her eldest sister to the city to find Song Xianghe tomorrow.

They were all somewhat surprised.

Song Laosan asked:

"Third sister, you and second sister have been fighting your whole lives, won't you start a fight when you meet?"

Song Xianglan raised an eyebrow:

"While I can still move, I should fight her while I can, so I won't be too weak when I get old."

Before leaving.

The women started taking things.

Sister-in-law Song and Song Qiang's wife packed a lot of dried goods and cured meat.

Song Lao Si's wife shrank back.

He stingily took only two small packets of tea, intending to give the good ones to Song Xianglan and the inferior ones to Song Xiangmei to take back.

Song Xianglan saw through her thoughts at a glance and blocked her at the door.

"If you give me something different, I'll throw it into the ditch to feed the fish as soon as I leave the village. You can try it if you don't believe me."

The fourth son's wife's face turned pale and then red.

They had no choice but to re-divide the gift into two equally generous portions.

Song Xiangmei stared in disbelief.

She couldn't help but marvel at how her usually sharp-tongued fourth sister-in-law was completely under her third sister's thumb.

Early the next morning.

It was still dark.

Song Xianglan and Song Xiangmei carried large and small bags and hurried to the commune.

The two first took a ferry to the town on the other side.

It's close to the city center.

I just got off the ship.

The cold wind blew straight down my neck.

Song Xianglan pulled her older sister into a breakfast stall by the roadside.

I ordered two bowls of hot rice noodle soup.

"Third Sister, this must cost a lot of money, right?" Song Xiangmei looked at the thick slices of meat in the bowl, somewhat reluctant to take a bite.

"Eat your fill, there's plenty." Song Xianglan took two more pan-fried buns and two fried dates.

Biting into the sweet fried date reveals a steaming hot interior.

Song Xiangmei felt her stomach warm up. Having lived most of her life, this was the first time she had ever felt so comfortable eating breakfast.

The two of them were full.

Carrying their things, they hurried to the bus station.

It was peak time for people entering the city, and I bought a ticket and waited for the bus to depart.

The staff member called out, "The bus to the city has arrived. Passengers who bought tickets for 10 o'clock, hurry up and board the bus."

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, a group of people rushed up with bloodshot eyes.

Song Xiangmei was jostled and staggered, but Song Xianglan grabbed her and shouted, "Who dropped this five cents on the ground? Oh dear, there's also a meat ration coupon here!"

The people around them who were squeezing towards the car door all suddenly lowered their heads.

"Where is it?"

"Let me see, is it mine?"

Taking advantage of a moment when the crowd bent over, Song Xianglan pulled Song Xiangmei and slipped into the carriage, grabbing the two front seats.

She shoved the heavy package under her feet.

He sat perfectly still.

The people below will realize they've been tricked.

When they stormed up indignantly, all the seats were already taken.

The carriage was quickly packed to the brim.

The aisle was full of luggage and people squatting down.

Various odors, including sweat and tobacco smells, mixed with the sounds of chickens and ducks, fermented in the enclosed space.

The car started and wobbled its way towards the city.

Song Xianglan leaned back in her chair, watching the receding shadows of the trees outside the window, thinking to herself that she needed to take Song Xiangmei to the hospital first.