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

Song Xianglan and her friends got into a fight and made a name for themselves before going home.

She sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, took the teacup handed to her by Huang Ronghua's wife, took a big gulp, and spat the tea leaves onto the ground with a "plop".

Liu Dahua and several other key members, including Liu Chounu, sat around the side.

The flush on their faces hadn't faded, but their expressions were somewhat solemn.

"We won this fight today and preserved our reputation, but it was too ostentatious." Song Xianglan slammed her teacup heavily onto the stone table.

"We were just trying to make our money quietly, but now the whole brigade knows we're in cahoots. With more eyes watching, there will be more trouble."

Liu Dahua nodded, rubbing her wrist, which she had twisted from hitting someone earlier.

"Lanlan is right. Although those idlers were beaten into submission, there's no guarantee that there aren't some jealous people trying to trip them up behind their backs."

"Therefore, starting today, we are completely stopping hiring."

Song Xianglan's gaze swept over the group, her tone stern, "No matter who comes to plead for us, no matter if they're relatives or not, you're not allowed to bring anyone else in. If the group gets any more mixed up, none of us will be able to make money in peace."

She paused.

His gaze swept across everyone's faces.

"Go back and tighten the leather belts of the people you each lead."

Anyone who can't keep their mouth shut and leaks even a single word about our specifics will not only be fired, but the person who introduced them will also be implicated.

We're earning our lives here, not doing charity, understand?

"Understood."

The group felt a chill run down their spines and quickly agreed.

Liu Dahua, Liu Chounu, Liu Chunhua, and Widow Wang didn't dare to linger. They grabbed their tools and hurried back to hold a small meeting with their subordinates.

Only Zhao Di and Huang Ronghua's wife remained in the courtyard.

Zhao Di lingered, her eyes darting around, picking at the dirt under her fingernails.

Huang Ronghua's wife could tell from her expression that she had something to say.

He didn't rush to leave, but instead tidied up the benches on the side.

"Auntie..."

After holding back for a while, Zhao Di forced a fawning smile onto her face and said, "Since our team isn't accepting outsiders anymore, could you make an exception and let my sister-in-law from my maternal family join us? Just this one."

Song Xianglan didn't even lift her eyelids.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Are your ears stuffed with donkey hair?"

"Auntie, how can our two families be treated like outsiders?"

Zhao Di was anxious; she had to get things done for her family to save face.

"My sister-in-law is very hardworking and has a sweet tongue. This is enough for now; I won't introduce anyone else to her in the future."

She brought several kilograms of pork with her when she went back to her parents' home this time, and also bought a lot of candy and malted milk powder for her family.

She used to never let me sit at the table during meals, but this time she specially saved a big chicken wing for her and also boiled an egg.

They knew how capable she was, and they were all hoping she would help her younger brother from her maternal family.

That one and only child...

A blush of being valued spread across Zhao Di's face, as if the chicken wing was some kind of imperial favor.

Song Xianglan frowned, and just as she was about to speak, Huang Ronghua's wife next to her chuckled.

"Zhao Di, you have quite a forgetful memory."

Huang Ronghua's wife picked up a broom and swept the fallen leaves in the yard.

"The other day you were cursing your sister-in-law for being lazy, saying she instigated your brother to ask you for money, and that if you didn't give her money, she would take her grandson back to her parents' home, forcing your parents to exploit you."

"What? It's only been a few days, and the lazybones has turned into a diligent worker? If this troublemaker gets into the transport team, how can we possibly have a good time?"

Zhao Di's face turned pale.

He glared fiercely at Huang Ronghua's wife:

"What nonsense are you spouting? As long as she earns money, she'll definitely listen to you."

"Auntie, my sister-in-law just has a bit of a temper. If you agree to let her in, I guarantee she'll behave herself."

Song Xianglan looked at Zhao Di's flustered and pale face.

A surge of anger welled up inside me.

"Zhao Di, tell me the truth." Song Xianglan stood up, staring intently at her. "Have you already told your family everything?"

Zhao Di's eyes narrowed, and she stammered:

"No...it wasn't explained clearly. I just said I was helping my aunt with handicrafts..."

"fart."

Song Xianglan slammed her hand on the table. "Do you think your bloodsucking parents will give you orders when you're doing handicrafts? Do you think your lazy sister-in-law will fawn over you? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhao Di shuddered in fright.

My eyes instantly welled up with tears, and they started flowing freely.

"Auntie, I'm really suffering. I have eight sisters and only one brother. My parents couldn't hold their heads up in the village because of him. People gossiped about them and called them childless."

He finally had a younger brother, but his family was dirt poor, and he had to be subservient to others to find a wife.

If I don't lend a hand, my parents are going to hang themselves.

She cried and wiped away her tears.

The more I talked, the more wronged I felt.

"Auntie, you're a mother too, why can't you be more understanding?"

"My mom gave birth to so many children, it's so pitiful. My sisters and I were never liked by anyone when we were little, it's so sad."

My younger brother was born with eight older sisters, which was really pitiful. Even if he got married, his wife couldn't take care of him for everything.

If my sister-in-law runs away, my brother will be a bachelor forever, and my Liu family line will end.

We're such good friends, even a little bit of money from your own pocket could save my whole family. You can't be so heartless.

"Am I heartless?"

Song Xianglan was so angry that she laughed instead.

He grabbed Zhao Di by the collar and pushed her toward the door.

"Your mother is pitiful, your sister is pitiful, your brother is pitiful—that's because your father is incompetent. That's the result of your family's patriarchal values. What does that have to do with me, Song Xianglan? Do I owe you anything, or am I obligated to you?"

Song Xianglan was very strong.

Zhao Di was pushed so hard she stumbled.

"Stop whining to me, I'm not buying it. Go back and ask your good parents, if they couldn't afford to raise you, why did they have so many babies like piglets in the first place?"

They treat their daughter like trash and their son like a treasure. Now that they've drained their daughter dry, they want to suck my blood too? Dream on!

"Ouch, Auntie, please don't push me..."

Zhao Di cried her eyes out.

He clung tightly to the door frame, refusing to let go.

"You can't just stand by and watch someone die, I already promised my sister-in-law..."

"That's what you promised, so go fill that hole." Song Xianglan kicked the doorframe, making Zhao Di's hand go numb. "If you dare mention this to me again, you can get out of the transport team and never come back!"

Done.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut.

Zhao Di was locked outside the door.

She slid down the wall and squatted on the ground, sobbing.

"Waaaah... I just wanted to help my family, is it really that bad? Everyone's bullying me..."

She cursed Song Xianglan and Huang Ronghua's wife in her heart.

She started to resent her husband, Wang Zhihe, again.

If Wang Zhihe were capable and could earn a lot of money like other men, would she have to lower herself to beg for such a small amount?

Why is my life so miserable?

She married a good-for-nothing and followed a heartless boss.

Huang Ronghua's wife sighed in the room and poured Song Xianglan another glass of water.

"Auntie, calm down. Zhao Di is usually very hardworking, but she loses her mind when it comes to her family's affairs. I'll go and talk to her again later."

"What's there to advise?"

Song Xianglan snorted coldly, "Someone with such a muddle-headed mind will be a disaster sooner or later."

Tell her, "If you want to do it, shut up; if you don't, get out. If you dare try to bring matters from the team back to your family again, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Huang Ronghua's wife's heart skipped a beat.

If the transport team breaks up.

Where is she going to earn this money?

She quickly put down her water glass and chased after him.

Outside the door, Zhao Di was still wiping away tears.

Seeing Huang Ronghua's wife come out, he assumed that Song Xianglan had changed her mind and quickly stood up.

"What did your aunt say?"

Huang Ronghua's wife shook her head helplessly.

"Zhaodi, stop acting like this. Don't you know your aunt's temper? Are you determined to ruin our livelihood?"

Don't you know what kind of person your sister-in-law is?

"If you really get involved and something goes wrong, who's going to take responsibility? Then all of us sisters will be left starving."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Di...

The expectation on his face instantly turned into resentment.

She shook off Huang Ronghua's wife's hand, which was trying to grab her.

"Stop pretending to be a good person. Are you afraid my sister-in-law will come in and take some of your money? Or do you look down on my family for being poor?"

Zhao Di pointed at Huang Ronghua's daughter-in-law's nose and said, "So what if you gave birth to two sons? What's so great about that?"

Let me tell you, I also had a son, and the one I'm carrying now is definitely a son too.

"When my son is born, I'll have two sons. Let's see who dares to look down on me then."

Huang Ronghua's wife was sprayed with spittle in her face.

She rolled her eyes in exasperation.

This person is simply unreasonable. Can having a son feed you?

Her two mischievous sons are so naughty that they're always climbing on the roof and tearing off tiles if she doesn't discipline them for three days straight; she wishes she could stuff them back into her belly.

The girls in the family are still the most lovable.

"Fine, fine, you're something else. You're full of gold nuggets. Go ahead and cry while you're holding your gold nuggets, I'm not going to put up with this anymore." Huang Ronghua's wife was too lazy to waste words with this crazy woman and walked towards her own home.

Zhao Di stood there, staring at the tightly closed door, and stomped her foot angrily.

She wiped away the tears on her face.

He gritted his teeth and turned to walk home.

She is so pitiful.

These people have no kindness whatsoever.

Song Dong and Nie Xiaochuan also arrived in the county. The two planned to go and see Song Xiangmei first to see what was going on.

They arrived at Old Zhao's house and knocked on the door.

No one answered the door.

Nie Xiaochuan frowned. "Is my mother not at Uncle Zhao's house anymore?"