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

When Sister-in-law Song saw that Song Xianglan was holding the two silver coins close to her chest, she felt both relieved and a little guilty.

She took the cigarette from Song Xianglan's arms and turned to walk into the inner room.

"Xianghe, what Xianglan said may be rough, but it makes sense. Your older brother has been an honest and simple man his whole life. He's never smoked Hua Zi or Daqianmen cigarettes more than a few times."

These cigarettes were a gift from Xiang Dong to his maternal uncle; it wouldn't be appropriate to give them away.

As elders, we should save face for the younger generation.

With a "click," the large, chipped wooden cabinet in the inner room was locked.

Sister-in-law Song hung the key on her waistband, patted her clothes, and made it clear that she was determined not to give it to her.

Given Brother Song's character, he would definitely take one to her parents' home for her brothers to try.

Song Xianghe was so angry that her cheeks were trembling.

She suffers mistreatment in the city, and she still suffers mistreatment when she goes back to her parents' home. She can't live like this.

Her voice was shrill and piercing:

"I'm the unwanted one in the family. What do you mean by 'eldest sister-in-law is like a mother'? I think you're just a troublemaker. The Song family has been in constant turmoil all these years, all because of you, you troublemaker."

Sister-in-law Song's eyes instantly reddened.

She has been married into the Song family for over thirty years.

She works tirelessly from dawn till dusk, taking care of her parents-in-law and raising her younger siblings. Even if she doesn't achieve anything, she still puts in a lot of effort. In the end, she gets the reputation of being a "troublemaker."

"Xianghe, examine your conscience."

Sister-in-law Song's voice was trembling with tears:

"You always treat me to the best food when I come back, and you even make me pack up what I need to take home. What have I ever done to wrong you? You treat me like this just for two packs of cigarettes?"

"I'm not going to listen to your hypocrisy."

Song Xianghe retorted, "If you really care about me, give me the cigarette. If you don't, you're looking down on me, you're a troublemaker! And Song Xianglan, she's a troublemaker too."

"Yo ho."

Song Xianglan put her hands on her hips, leaned forward, and said, "A spear covered in excrement, whoever it stabs will die."

"If you can't speak properly, then shut your filthy mouth."

If you're so itchy you can't hold it in like a baby with diarrhea, just tell me about today's weather. If you're worried you might not be right, just tell me about last year's.

"To avoid opening that lousy hole and becoming an eyesore, spewing filth that could kill someone."

Old Tang's face twitched as he listened.

The anger in Song Qiang and the others was rising rapidly.

Brother Song was even more embarrassed. "Xianghe, what you're saying is getting increasingly absurd!"

Song Xianghe is like a mad dog, biting people indiscriminately right now.

He turned around and yelled at his older brother:

"All you do is protect her, you spineless coward. Song Xianglan, that shrew, can run rampant at home because you brothers spoil her."

Song Xianglan, you're destined to be a widow in name only. I bet you'll be wearing a green hat even as a ghost.

That scream was awful.

The dogs passing by outside the yard barked twice in response.

Song Xianglan smiled so brightly.

She slowly walked up to Old Man Tang and Song Xianghe.

"I may not have a man, but I have sons and daughters, all of whom share my surname, Song. Your proud Tang family, their ancestral graves are truly shrouded in green smoke—a verdant expanse of green!"

"Your son works himself to death at the factory every day, and all his wages are given to your daughter-in-law to support her lover."

This green hat you're wearing is thicker than your old man's army overcoat.

Old Tang felt his scalp tingle and a surge of hot blood rush to the top of his head.

His body swayed twice.

Song Laosi reacted quickly and caught Tang Laotou.

But he didn't say a single kind word:

"Second brother-in-law, hang in there. Third sister and second sister have been fighting since they were little, they know each other inside and out."

God is fair. Look at my third sister's husband, he used to be a womanizer, and my third sister sent him to be reformed. Now that your daughter-in-law is a womanizer, it's even. If you want to live a decent life, you always have to have a little bit of green on your head.

Old Tang rolled his eyes and gasped for breath.

This isn't comforting; it's like stabbing someone in the heart with a knife.

Rumors about his daughter-in-law's infidelity had been circulating for some time.

The son had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, but today Song Xianglan exposed him in public, and even Song Lao Si, that shameless scoundrel, joined in. He has completely lost face.

The neighbors heard the commotion and ran out to see what was going on.

Some climbed over the wall, some squeezed through the doorway, pointing and whispering.

"What's going on? Fighting in the second year of junior high?"

"It seems Xianghe has returned and is complaining that her family didn't give her enough."

"I don't think so. I heard it's because the Tang family's daughter-in-law's affair was exposed..."

Hearing the discussions outside, Sister-in-law Song had a splitting headache.

She was pulled away by Sister-in-law Song to hide outside.

"Xianglan was just standing up for you. Xianghe's bad habit is because she's been spoiled. We always let her have her way when she came back before, but now it's time for her to know who's watching."

Brother Song tried to pull and persuade him in the yard.

As a result, Song Xianglan did not stop at all.

Song Xianghe was not to be outdone, and rolled on the ground cursing.

Brother Song was caught in the middle, and in the end, his two younger sisters both called him a "good-for-nothing." Enraged, he flung his sleeves, turned around, and ran towards the village entrance, wanting to avoid seeing him and getting annoyed.

Watching her elder brother run off, Song Xianglan turned and shouted to Yang Liu and Song Fei's wife, who were watching the commotion:

"What are you all standing there for? Lock all the doors! Especially the kitchen and the inner rooms. Otherwise, a big rat might get in and take everything from the house."

Upon hearing this, Song Fei's wife quickly ran to lock the door.

Seeing that she hadn't gained any advantage, Song Xianghe turned her attention to Song Xiangmei.

"Are you dead? You just watched them bully me without saying a word? You deserve to be sick all the time, you'll die of illness sooner or later."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Song Xianglan slapped her twice.

"This slap is for my eldest sister, and this slap is to teach you a lesson on behalf of our parents." Song Xianglan's eyes were fierce. "We've been fighting since we were little. You can curse me however you want, but you dare to curse my eldest sister?"

"My sister's health has just improved a bit, and you, you heartless bastard, are cursing her to die? Believe me or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Song Xianghe reached out to scratch Song Xianglan.

He was slapped twice more and kicked by Song Xianglan.

She got up, intending to hit him.

Shen Huijun and Song Tingting immediately stood in front of Song Xianglan, glaring at her menacingly.

Song Xiangdong, standing next to him, had a cold expression and his fists were clenched tightly.

A wise man doesn't suffer a loss he can avoid.

Song Xianghe knew she was doomed today, so she tucked her disheveled hair behind her ears.

"Fine! You just wait."

After saying that, she grabbed the bamboo basket on the ground and dashed out of the courtyard gate.

About an hour later.

When Sister-in-law Song San and Sister-in-law Song Da returned from visiting other people's homes, both of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Sister-in-law Song looked constipated, glancing at Sister-in-law Song and Sister-in-law Song, hesitant to speak.

"Second sister-in-law, fourth brother's wife, haven't you... come home to visit?" Sister-in-law Song asked tentatively.

Song Lao Si's wife was somewhat puzzled:

"What are you going home for? Nobody's home, the door's locked."

Sister-in-law Song sighed, "Second Sister and Old Man Tang returned with a full load. Old Man Tang was carrying four old hens and two ducks. Second Sister was carrying a basket, a bag of urea, and some salted meat."

Song Lao Si's wife's eyes widened in surprise.

"The speckled chickens at my house are kept for laying eggs, and the salted meat was just sent over by my family a few days ago!"

Sister-in-law Song realized what was happening, and her face turned deathly pale.

"My family's duck..."

"Song Xianghe! I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!" Song Lao Si's wife yelled and ran outside.

Sister-in-law Song couldn't sit still any longer.

He grumbled and ran home after them.

Song Xiangmei was dumbfounded. Although she knew that her second sister liked to take advantage of others, she never expected her to go to such lengths.

"This is too much..."

Sister-in-law Song smiled wryly and rubbed her temples:

"Big sister, you don't know. Every time she comes back to stay for a day, she leaves with sacks full of stuff."

Every year, our house has been completely wiped out by her.

And yet they still complain that we're poor relatives and say we're stingy.

"It was only because Xianglan was so capable this time that she protected our belongings; otherwise, your older brother and I would have been skinned alive."

A sharp glint flashed in Song Xianglan's eyes. "Sister-in-law, intercept all the goods. Don't give her any face!"

Song Qiang had been holding back his anger for a long time, so he rolled up his sleeves.

"Okay. I'll go get it right away."

As he spoke, Song Qiang reached for his bicycle.

"stop!"

Sister-in-law Song suddenly spoke up.

She sighed, her face etched with weariness.

"You all know your dad's temper; he's obsessed with saving face, even if it means suffering for it. Just consider it feeding the dog."

"Sister-in-law! Just spoil her."

Song Xianglan was exasperated, saying, "This person is just too arrogant; the more you tolerate her, the more she takes advantage of you."

Sister-in-law Song didn't want to talk about this upsetting matter anymore. "This family is causing chaos and I'm really tired of it."

She looked up at Song Xiangdong and Shen Huijun, "You younger generation should go to the village, play cards, play mahjong, and relax."

Don't take these family squabbles to heart. My old friends and I are just chatting at home, having some peace and quiet.

A group of young people were driven out of the yard.

Sister-in-law Song turned to look at Song Xianglan, her eyes filled with gratitude and a hint of helplessness.

"Xianglan, I'm so grateful to you today. My sister-in-law has been a wimp her whole life, but hearing you scold her like that today... it really felt good."