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

Nie Xiaochuan had long since disappeared.

He rushed down the mountain in one breath and first went to the home of Sister Nie Dahua from the next brigade.

Without saying a word, she shouted as she entered, "Big sister, Mom's going to be beaten to death. I'm going to ride the bicycle in your yard to call my uncles over."

I got on the bike and pedaled so hard it was smoking.

Headed straight to Yonghe Commune.

Nie Dahua was feeding the pigs when she overheard this.

They threw all the ladles into the pig trough.

She called her two burly sons and daughters-in-law, grabbed fire pokers, and ran back to her parents' home.

In Old Nie's courtyard.

The atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

Song Xiangmei held up a sickle.

She was panting heavily, but her eyes were fixed on the group of people in front of her.

"Mom, put the knife down."

The third child is indecisive.

His wife poked him hard in the lower back, and he forced himself forward. "We're all family. What kind of behavior is this, resorting to knives and guns? It'll ruin our harmony..."

"Third brother, take the knife away from me."

Seeing that her mother-in-law was breathing heavily, the third daughter-in-law felt she had an opportunity.

Instigating from behind in a high-pitched voice:

"She's barely hanging on. You're a man, why would you be afraid of an old woman?"

The third brother is a scoundrel too.

He listened to his wife's words.

With a determined heart, he reached out and grabbed Song Xiangmei's wrist.

Song Xiangmei didn't even blink. Instead of withdrawing the sickle in her hand, she slashed at Lao San's hand.

With a "rip" sound.

The sound of the cotton-padded coat tearing was particularly jarring.

"ah--!"

The third brother abruptly pulled his hand back, clutching his side, and blood seeped out between his fingers.

Although it was just a superficial injury.

But the bright red color stunned everyone.

The third son's wife was stunned for a second.

He then plopped down on the ground.

Slapping his thigh and howling:

"The mother killed her son. God, I can't live like this anymore."

They're pushing us to the brink of death just for their youngest son!

Song Xiangmei's hand holding the sickle trembled slightly.

It wasn't fear, it was exhaustion.

But her spine was straight, and her cloudy old eyes were full of determination.

"Let's see who else wants to come up here. The third one has only superficial wounds. The next one, I'll chop him in the neck."

Anyway, I'm already buried in the earth.

Taking one is a good deal, taking a pair is a steal!

That kind of ruthless, reckless spirit.

Like a basin of ice water.

They drenched their sons and daughters-in-law, who were about to rush at them, completely drenching them.

No one expected that their mother, who was usually hardworking and always focused on her work, would be so tiring.

They're really willing to draw blood.

"Which shameless beast dares to bully my mother!"

Nie Dahua, along with her son and daughter-in-law, swept into the courtyard like a whirlwind.

She immediately noticed the scratches on her mother's face and her disheveled white hair, and her anger surged to the top of her head.

"Nie Daqiang! Nie Ergou! You heartless bastards!"

Nie Dahua helped the swaying Song Xiangmei.

He pointed at his brothers and started cursing.

"Are they planning to eat human flesh and drink human blood?"

The eldest daughter-in-law pouted.

"What you're saying... we're doing this for the family too..."

"I'm not listening to your nonsense!"

Nie Dahua spat at him. "If you want money, just find a tattered straw mat and spread it out at the village entrance."

Lying down with your legs spread apart, wouldn't the money come faster than that?

Is it really necessary to come back and pressure the old lady?

That's a really harsh statement.

The eldest daughter-in-law's face instantly lit up with anger.

"Big Flower, you..."

Nie Dahua didn't give her a chance to interrupt; her words flowed as swiftly as a machine gun.

"You are all like maggots in a cesspool, disgusting people in every possible way."

They pounce on the smell of meat like mad dogs, without even taking a piss and looking at themselves in the mirror to see what kind of person they are.

Unfilial and unkind, born jinxes; whoever comes near you will suffer misfortune.

Nie Dahua was known for her shrewishness in her husband's family.

Now they're going all out.

The fourth brother was furious and rolled up his sleeves, ready to step forward.

"Nie Dahua, you married woman who throws water on others, mind your own business. If you curse me again, I'll beat you up!"

"Try touching me."

Nie Dahua raised her face and even took a step forward.

"You dare call yourself a man? Let your two nephews see what kind of cowardly wimp you are as an uncle."

Come on! Let's get started!

You two are a perfect match, a whore and a dog, destined to be together forever. A tractor driving a graveyard, you despicable, smoking bastard!

Nie Dahua's two sons immediately stepped forward, their four fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

The fourth brother immediately chickened out.

He pulled his neck back.

The courtyard was already crowded with neighbors watching the spectacle, and their pointing and whispering could be heard from outside.

"Old man Nie and his wife are truly wicked, raising such a bunch of ungrateful wretches."

"That third son's wife is ruthless. I saw it just now; she pushed her own husband to take the knife for her."

"Tsk tsk, this family, apart from Xiao Chuan and his daughters, is all bad. They won't be satisfied until they've chewed up every last bone fragment of the old couple."

Public opinion is overwhelmingly in favor of the government.

The daughters-in-law were embarrassed.

But he didn't dare to confront Nie Dahua directly, so he could only glare at her resentfully.

Old Man Nie ran into the courtyard, panting heavily.

He was cutting down trees on the mountain when he heard the news and rushed back. He met some villagers on the way and learned the gist of the matter.

I saw that my husband's hair was messy and his face was covered in bloodstains.

Old Nie was filled with regret.

Why didn't I control myself when I was young, and now I've given birth to such a bunch of troublemakers.

This is no son.

The debts not repaid in the previous life are the ghosts who come to collect their lives in this life.

He walked silently to the base of the wall without saying a word.

He picked up a large wood-chopping axe.

"Shut up, all of you!" Old Man Nie roared, his voice hoarse but trembling.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Old Nie walked to Song Xiangmei's side, stood in front of her, and raised his axe, pointing it at his children.

"Anyone who dares to take another step forward, I'll chop them up today. Just like I shot you all against the wall back then."

He turned to Song Xiangmei and Nie Dahua and said:

"Get inside! Let's see who dares to move!"

"Dad, what about the things Uncle gave us..." The fourth son's wife was still not giving up and muttered softly.

"roll!"

Old Man Nie: "Now that the eldest and second eldest sons have separated, get the hell out of here!"

What conditions did the third and fourth sons propose when dividing the family property?

"Did I give you any face? Get out of here, all of you!"

Nie Dahua spat:

"Did you hear me? Have you no shame?"

Give back what your uncle gave you? Which uncle would even know you beasts?

They always put on airs, like a pig with a scallion stuck in its nose, trying to look like a real person.

If you're so capable, go ask around Songjiazhuang. They said it was for their mother, and it has nothing to do with you.

They're not afraid of getting intestinal problems from eating it.

Under the dual threat of Old Man Nie's axe and Nie Dahua's sharp tongue.

Although the sons and daughters-in-law were unwilling.

But they didn't dare to force their way in again.

Nie Dahua helped Song Xiangmei, called to her two daughters-in-law, and helped Old Man Nie into the inner room.

With a loud "clang".

Nie Dahua's eldest daughter-in-law was quick-witted and inserted the bolt firmly.

The room was dimly lit.

Only a few rays of light shone through the window.

The room was divided in the middle by a wooden partition, and Ogawa lived on the other side.

Song Xiangmei slid down to the floor, leaning against the dresser.

The sickle in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He was panting heavily, like a fish out of water.

"Mom, it's alright, it's alright." Nie Dahua's eyes reddened as she squatted down to pat her mother on the back.

Song Xiangmei pointed tremblingly to the bag on the ground:

"Open it...for the children to eat."

Nie Dahua wiped away her tears and opened the oil paper packages.

The sweet aroma of the sponge cake and the meaty aroma of the big meat buns instantly transformed the room.

Song Xiangmei took the slightly flattened meat bun.

He stuffed it into Old Man Nie's hand, "Eat... a big meat-filled bun. You've wanted to eat this for so many years, but you've never had one."

Old Man Nie held the steamed bun in his hand.

Looking at her husband's weathered and scarred face, tears welled up and fell onto the back of her hand.

He took a big bite of the steamed bun.

He swallowed it without chewing it properly, as if he were swallowing all the bitterness of his life.

"Eat, eat it all."

Song Xiangmei grabbed another handful of sponge cake.

He stuffed it into Da Hua's hand.

They stuffed it into the hands of their grandson and granddaughter-in-law.

"I wasn't planning on eating alone... but now, I'm going to eat it all by myself. Let those bastards outside be drooling!"

Da Hua's eldest daughter-in-law is quick and efficient.

I picked up the thermos on the table and poured a large enamel mug of malted milk powder into it.

Milky white steam rose up.

It has a rich milky aroma.

"Grandma, drink this." The granddaughter-in-law held the jar to Song Xiangmei's lips.

Song Xiangmei took a sip.

Sweet, so sweet.

It was so sweet it made her feel bitter inside.

"My voice is hoarse, and I have no energy."

Song Xiangmei leaned against Da Hua, her voice weak like a mosquito's hum, "That energy just now has dissipated... I really didn't expect that raising children to provide for old age would turn them into enemies."

Nie Dahua served the malted milk powder.

She took a big gulp herself, and the warm liquid went down her throat, giving her the strength to continue fighting.

"Mom, don't think about it anymore."

Nie Dahua put down the jar and said through gritted teeth:

"We should have broken up completely a long time ago. Let's make things clear this time, and then we can each go our own way."

Please consider us, your daughters and Xiao Chuan, as your caregivers in your old age.

"At worst, we'll never see each other again. You've suffered your whole lives; in these last few years, you should at least live like human beings."

Old Man Nie: ...There's no reason for a daughter to support you in your old age.

People will laugh their heads off.

Outside the window.

The second son's wife was still making veiled insults.

The sound was sharp and piercing.

"You're not afraid of choking to death eating good food indoors? If you're so capable, then stay indoors forever!"

"If the daughter who married out comes to run the household, she should never set foot in the Nie family again."

Nie Dahua suddenly stood up.

He flung open the window a crack and yelled at the outside:

"I'd rather choke to death than die of hunger like you. I came back to see my parents, not to watch a performance by a bunch of beasts."

If you keep wailing, believe me, I'll throw manure on your bed.

Nie Dahua looked back at the elderly couple who were leaning on each other, and thought to herself that things had to change.

Although it hurts to pop an abscess, it's better than letting it fester inside the flesh for the rest of your life.