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

Shi Dawei was, after all, the deputy factory director, and his network of connections was there for all to see.

He was released after only a short time at the police station.

Shi Yun is still inside. In order to get his wife out and to protect his daughter from criminal records, he has mobilized a lot of connections and asked people to act as intermediaries at the hospital.

The first person to enter the ward was a middle-aged woman with curly hair.

They claimed to be from the neighborhood committee.

I am Shi Yun's colleague.

She carried two bags of crumbly cookies, pinched her nose, and walked to the bedside.

"Oh dear, big sister, it's common for kids to fight."

Shanshan was a bit impulsive, but it's also wrong for your child to bite.

In my opinion, this is mutual fighting.

Let's each compromise. You should get discharged as soon as possible and stop taking up public resources.

Song Tingting lay on the bed, her face completely pale.

Upon hearing this, her eyelids trembled, and she weakly propped herself up.

"Auntie... I feel dizzy..."

The curly-haired woman leaned forward impatiently. "You don't look dizzy."

"vomit--"

Song Tingting straightened up abruptly.

With a single open mouth, a stream of sour, foul-smelling filth gushed out.

The woman with curly hair was too close.

There was nowhere to hide.

The mouthful of rice noodle paste mixed with stomach acid covered her face completely, dripping down her curly hair.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

She screamed and jumped up and down, rubbing her face with her hands, but the more she rubbed, the more evenly it became.

Song Tingting reached out and grabbed the woman's sleeve tightly.

Crying bitterly:

"Auntie, don't go... I didn't mean to... It feels like someone's churning my brain... Ugh—"

Another bite.

This time, he vomited it all over the woman's wool sweater.

"Let go. You brat, let go."

Song Xianglan watched coldly from the side.

The curly-haired woman struggled to break free and ran out, even kicking over the two bags of cookies.

"Tingting, aim more accurately next time."

Less than an hour later.

Another young man came in, saying he was from the propaganda department of the cotton mill.

The young man looked arrogant.

First, he talked a lot of reasoning, until his mouth was dry.

He pulled two ten-yuan bills from his pocket. "This is twenty yuan. Director Shi is kind-hearted; it's for your nutrition expenses. Don't try to extort money from us just because we're from the countryside."

"We don't extort money, we just want justice."

"Students fighting. They can just go home and settle it. Why are you being so unethical?"

Song Xianglan reached out and grabbed the young man's collar.

Her hands, hardened by years of work, were like iron clamps, pulling the young man so hard he stumbled and fell face-first to the ground in front of her.

"What are you doing, ma'am?"

"Ugh—" Song Xianglan opened her mouth and vomited onto the young man's neck.

The hot air was blowing on my neck.

The young man got goosebumps.

Song Xianglan, however, did not let up.

He patted his face with his other hand, his eyes filled with malice.

"Oh dear, the young man is quite fair-skinned, but his breath is so foul that it makes me want to vomit."

You're so young, how come you're doing such inhuman things?

Why do you have to get so close? It makes me nauseous. All the good stuff is in my stomach... Ugh...

Song Xianglan spat in his face.

The young man was so frightened that he ran away as fast as he could.

Song Qiang and his wife, Song Sansao, have arrived.

Rushing in, he saw Song Tingting with bandages wrapped around her head, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"I'll kill that bastard surnamed Shi!"

"What are you doing? We're civilized people."

She recounted the whole story, adding that Shi Dawei must have pulled some strings.

"Take some people and sit down at the entrance of the cotton mill and cry. Let Liu Dahua and Liu Chounu make a scene and say that Shi Dawei's family beat someone to death."

"Song Dong, take a few elders to the police station and ask the police if they're going to release the bad guys."

"Third Aunt, what about here...?"

"I have your mother here." Song Xianglan pointed to Song Sansao, who had just entered the room.

Song Sansao was more straightforward than the other sisters-in-law. "If anyone dares to lay a finger on you or Tingting, I'll rip their skull off."

All arrangements made.

Song Qiang and his team immediately took action.

The ward had only been quiet for a short while.

Shi Dawei came again. This time he brought a middle-aged man in uniform, a "friend" from the police station.

Apologize first when you come in.

They then accused Song Xianglan of having a bad temper and said that they had made a big mistake.

As a humanitarian, he was willing to give fifty dollars for medical expenses.

The uniformed man had a stern face.

"This lady. Fighting is a public order matter, and Deputy Factory Director Shi's willingness to pay compensation is already a very generous gesture."

If you keep causing trouble, it will be considered disorderly conduct, and you'll be arrested along with them.

Song Xianglan leaned against the headboard.

He stopped pretending to be dizzy, looked Shi Dawei up and down, and suddenly sighed.

"Deputy Factory Director Shi, why do you look so casual?"

Shi Dawei was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Song Xianglan pointed at his nose.

"An ugly appearance reflects an ugly heart; this saying is absolutely true."

Look at your eyes, they're like a mouse's. You look like someone who steals chickens and dogs and bullies others.

If I were you, I'd smash my head against a block of tofu and die, so I wouldn't come out and scare the flowers and plants.

"You—" Shi Dawei was so angry his nose almost twisted.

"You're making a personal attack."

"So what if I attack you?"

Song Xianglan rolled her eyes. "You're utterly wicked; even your daughter is a curse. You think you can buy my daughter's life for fifty yuan? You're not worthy!"

Old Zhang, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore.

He shouted with a dark face:

"Shut up! This is a hospital, how dare you swear at me? Do you believe I'll arrest you right now?"

Song Xianglan looked directly into Lao Zhang's eyes.

"If officials don't serve the people, they might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes."

That Shi Shanshan almost beat my daughter to death.

You're not arresting people.

Instead, they threaten the victims?

Is the law like your belt, to be loosened or tightened as you please?

Old Zhang's face turned ashen.

"Your attitude will only be detrimental to you."

Song Xianglan's voice suddenly rose, "If you dare to release Shi Shanshan, I will sue you."

If the county doesn't work, go to the city; if the city doesn't work, go to the province; if the province doesn't work, head north... I refuse to believe there's no place to reason with them.

"My son is a regimental commander in the army, a first-class hero. You are bullying a military family member."

Old Zhang and Shi Dawei both froze.

Commander?

A level one hero?

Shi Dawei broke out in a cold sweat.

He thought she was just an ordinary rural shrew, but he never expected that there was such a powerful figure behind her.

"It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

Shi Dawei's tone softened, and he gritted his teeth, "Sister, let's talk this out. I'll give you a hundred yuan! That's several years' income for you rural folks!"

Song Xianglan scoffed, "Keep it for your own coffin."

"you!"

Suddenly, Song Sansao, who had been silent all along, sprang to attention, shouting, "Can't you understand human language? If you don't get out of here, I'll dump this chamber pot on your heads!"

Shi Dawei and Lao Zhang fled the ward in a sorry state.

……

Song Qiang led his men to surround the cotton mill.

The ugly woman, crying, untied her belt and tried to put it on the factory gate, shouting, "I don't want to live anymore! Ah... is there no place to reason with them?"

She slowly tied a knot.

He was afraid that if he put a noose around her neck, no one would be there to save her, and he might actually strangle her to death.

Liu Dahua and Liu Chunhua also took off their belts, preparing to hang themselves on the gate.

The gatekeeper was so frightened that his legs trembled.

They quickly called for help.

"Don't all hang yourselves here."

Song Qiang grabbed the gatekeeper, his voice hoarse:

"We are from the countryside. My sister got her head broken by Shi Dawei's daughter and her gang because she always got first place in exams. She is still in a coma in the hospital."

Shi Dawei also wants to beat my mother to death.

We have no power or influence, so we can only ask our fellow workers to judge for us: Is there any way for honest people to survive in this world?

The ugly woman had already put a noose around her neck, saying, "If I can't afford to live, then I won't live."

"Shi Dawei killed people."

"Don't ask any questions, let us hang ourselves first."

The surrounding area immediately erupted in chaos.

"Getting first place in the exam and getting beaten up? That's too domineering."

"I didn't expect Shi Shanshan to be so ruthless."

"Shi Dawei is always like that at the factory; as expected, if the head is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked too."

The soon-to-retire factory director ordered his men to remove the three women, including the ugly woman, who were wearing neck straps.

The ugly woman breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid they might commit suicide.

No one came to the rescue.

Shi Dawei had always wanted to take over the old factory director's job, but the two were outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds.

The old factory director said with deep sorrow:

"Comrades, we will never allow such a black sheep who oppresses the good to exist in our ranks of the working class."

Young comrade, please explain the matter clearly and completely in front of the union and all the cadres.

With the old factory director backing them up.

Song Qiang stood up and tearfully recounted how Shi Shanshan bullied him, how Shi Dawei and his wife committed atrocities, and how they threatened and intimidated him at the hospital.

The surrounding workers listened with righteous indignation.

"Stanley Smith! Get out of the cotton mill!"

"Punish the murderer severely!"

The slogans grew louder and louder.

It's gotten to this point.

Having no other option, Shi Dawei had to return to the county hospital again.

This time he didn't dare bring anyone.

He entered the ward alone, carrying two cans of malted milk powder.

Song Xianglan and Song Tingting ordered several main dishes.

Earth Dragon Soup.

Ginger duck.

Steamed grouper.

As soon as he came in.

Song Xianglan and the other woman fell onto the pillows in perfect unison.

"Ouch... my head hurts..." Song Xianglan groaned.

"...I feel like throwing up again..." Song Tingting said, her voice trembling with tears.

Shi Dawei's lips twitched; his expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

He's calmed down now and put the malted milk powder down.

He said in a humble voice:

"Sister Song, can we stop this nonsense? I give up, five hundred yuan! Is that alright?"

Song Xianglan closed her eyes as if she hadn't heard.

Shi Dawei gritted his teeth:

"I know I'm unlucky, and Shanshan is also at fault. I'll make her go back to school and apologize to Song Tingting in front of the whole school during morning exercises! I'll also give her another five hundred yuan! Isn't that enough sincerity?"

Song Xianglan finally opened her eyes.

Looking at the ceiling, he sighed, "Sigh, you know, concussions have aftereffects."

My daughter Tingting was destined for a good university. What if she becomes mentally challenged? Her life will be ruined! She's a future star, a priceless treasure.

Shi Dawei took a deep breath: "Eight hundred."

"It's so hard for a widow like me to raise a child. I fed Tingting with every spoonful of rice porridge and every spoonful of tears."

We were so looking forward to her becoming successful, but she got beaten up like this.

My heart feels like it's being stabbed with a knife.

Song Xianglan even managed to squeeze out two tears.

"Nine hundred! That's the most I can get." Shi Dawei's heart was bleeding; that was more than half a year's salary.

Song Xianglan suddenly sat up straight.

His eyes were clear, and he showed no signs of dizziness whatsoever.

She held up two fingers: "Three thousand."

"What!" Shi Dawei jumped up in surprise. "You're robbing me!"

"Wait, I'm not finished yet." Song Xianglan slowly counted on her fingers, "Your daughter hit my daughter, so you owe three thousand. Your wife hit me, so you owe another three thousand. That's six thousand."

"Are you crazy!" Shi Dawei roared.

Song Xianglan heard that the Shi brothers were key members of the land division committee and had made a lot of money through robbery and vandalism over the years.

A few years ago, he spent money to be parachuted into a cotton mill as deputy director.

This kind of person not only has money but also good stuff.

Song Xianglan remained calm and said, "You can cover all the medical expenses."

These are the hospital fees, examination fees, and nutrition fees for the past few days.

In addition, my daughter needs to be hospitalized and her studies will be delayed, so I need to pay compensation for emotional distress.

My family had to abandon all their work in the fields because of this, and they have to pay compensation for lost wages.

Our whole family has to pay for food, drink, and other necessities in the county town.

My sister-in-law also came to take care of me, so we need to pay for her care.

Song Xianglan mentioned each item.

Shi Dawei's face darkened.

"All things considered, besides the six thousand yuan compensation, you can take another thousand yuan for miscellaneous expenses."

If it's less than a point, we'll keep making a fuss.

We don't care about the money; we just want to see bad guys get their comeuppance.

Shi Dawei felt his vision go black.

This doesn't look like a peasant woman at all.

This amount of money is enough to buy three or four small courtyard houses in the county town.

"You...you're extorting money!" Shi Dawei's hand was trembling as he pointed at Song Xianglan.