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

Just as Nie Dahua and the others were about to hold Old Lady Yan down.

The old hag opened her mouth to bite Nie Dahua's hand.

Song Xianglan has a sharp eye.

Where would she get this opportunity?

She rushed over from the side, grabbed Old Lady Yan's gray hair, pressed her down, grabbed her collar with her other hand, and started throwing a flurry of punches.

"You old hag, you bastard with a boil on your head. Last time you beat my older sister so badly she had to be hospitalized, today I'll make sure you're a living hell."

Song Xianglan was ruthless.

They slapped Old Lady Yan's face like it was free.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

With a few crisp sounds, the wrinkles on Old Lady Yan's face instantly smoothed out.

Upon seeing this, the male members of the Yan family, cursing and swearing, were about to rush forward and attack.

"Damn it. How dare they hit an elder of our Yan family."

Widow Wang, Liu Chunhua, and several others were prepared.

They let their hair down and charged at the Yan family men like mad tigers.

In terms of strength, these women are definitely no match for the farmers.

But the women of Qingyang were trained through working at sea and carrying stones on the mountains.

Their fighting style is unorthodox, focusing on a tricky approach.

As soon as the men got close, before they could even throw a punch, Widow Wang turned her hands into claws and began scratching the man's face repeatedly.

He wouldn't care even if he got punched.

The man covered his face and screamed in agony; five bloody marks appeared on his face.

Before he could even catch his breath, Liu Chunhua's groin kick had already landed.

"Bang!"

Right in the bull's eye.

The man's eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets. He covered his crotch with both hands and knelt stiffly in the mud, unable to even scream, only able to make gasping sounds.

Scratching the face from above, digging into the crotch from below.

This combination of moves...

The men in the Yan family were scared.

The commotion in Yanjiazhuang was so great that it even alerted the neighboring villages.

At this time, there is no shortage of idle people.

The Yan family compound was surrounded by layers of people, and some nimble young men even climbed up the mango tree by the gate and sat on the branches to give a "live broadcast" to those who couldn't see them.

"Oh my god! Old Yan collapsed, clutching his crotch. His face was as purple as an eggplant!"

"That old lady from out of town is fierce. She's riding on Old Lady Yan and whipping her. I could learn her swear words for a long time."

The people under the tree listened with great interest.

I wish I could grow wings and fly in to see for myself.

Song Xianglan slapped Old Lady Yan while cursing her.

Spit sprayed all over the old woman's face:

"You stupid, reckless idiot. I think your amniotic fluid has burst and all your brain matter has been flushed down the drain."

You think it's over just because Song Xiangmei was bullied by you? If I don't say anything, do you really think I'm some kind of clay idol in a temple?

A commotion arose outside the crowd.

"Stop it, all of you!"

The captain of Yanjiazhuang came running over, panting, with seven or eight auxiliary defense team members wearing red armbands.

The captain was also holding a large megaphone.

Those auxiliary defense team members were even carrying homemade guns.

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll shoot!" The captain raised his homemade gun into the air, the dark muzzle making everyone uneasy.

"Come and cause trouble in our Yan Family Village and that'll be the end of it. If you don't stop, don't blame us for being impolite."

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Although Widow Wang and her companions were fierce, they were still frightened by the sight of the gun and instinctively stopped what they were doing, moving closer to Song Xianglan.

When the Yan family saw their savior arrive, they immediately got up from the ground.

Oh dear, I'm complaining to heaven and earth!

"Captain, these crazy women are going to kill someone! Arrest them and shoot them!"

Captain: ...

He has absolutely no right to execute others.

Old Mrs. Yan, with her face contorted like a pig's head, cried so pitifully:

"Dazhu, you have to stand up for me! These outsiders are bullying our Yan Family Village!"

The captain, named Yan Dazhu, had a dark expression on his face and pointed at Song Xianglan, asking:

"Coming to our brigade to commit violence in broad daylight? I think you want to go to jail. Detain him."

Several members of the joint defense team were about to step forward and arrest the person.

Song Xianglan swept her messy hair back, pointed at the brigade leader's nose, and began to curse:

"Why are you detaining me? Yan Dazhu, are you in such a hurry to stand up for that old hag because you're afraid I'll expose your dirty secrets?"

Yan Dazhu was taken aback:

"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm just doing my job!"

"A toad with tufts of hair on its head—a worthless, pretentious bastard. What right do you, a battalion commander, have to perform official duties?"

Song Xianglan took a step forward, her voice so loud that even the onlookers could hear her clearly.

"You really think nobody knows about your little affair with Old Lady Yan? That beast Yan Ergou is the bastard child of Old Lady Yan and your mistress. Of course you're protecting your bastard son."

That shout.

The whole place erupted.

All eyes darted back and forth between the captain and Old Lady Yan.

Yan Dazhu was so angry that his hands were trembling, and his face was red and his neck was thick:

"You...you're talking nonsense! When did I ever have an affair with her?!"

Song Xianglan sneered, "The fabrication is more convincing than the truth."

"When you two were rolling around in the sweet potato field behind my back, did you really think no one saw?"

When Grandma Yan was young, she was cooking in the kitchen, and you sneaked in from the back.

The two of them started having sex right there, and my daughter Erhua happened to witness it.

That's why Old Lady Yan instigated Yan Ergou to beat Erhua to death all these years, and finally sold her to people in the mountains. It was all to prevent Erhua from revealing your adulterous affair.

This statement sounds very plausible.

The time, place, and people are all included.

The villagers' expressions changed instantly.

Rural people love hearing this kind of gossip, especially since it involves the brigade leader.

"Oh my, no wonder the brigade leader always takes such good care of Yan Ergou's family, giving them extra work points."

"I was wondering why Yan Ergou's flat nose looks a bit like Dazhu's..."

"Now that you mention it, I remember seeing the brigade leader sneaking into Old Lady Yan's house at night to borrow salt a couple of years ago..."

The discussion grew louder and louder.

Yan Dazhu was speechless and unable to defend himself.

Just as he was about to yell at Song Xianglan, he suddenly felt a burning pain on his face.

"Snapped!"

The brigade leader's wife scratched Yan Dazhu's face with her claws.

"Yan Dazhu. You old bastard, I knew you didn't like me for the first few years after we got married. Turns out you were having an affair with this old vixen."

The brigade leader's wife was notoriously jealous.

At this moment, Song Xianglan stirred things up.

They wouldn't listen to any explanations.

He grabbed Yan Dazhu by the hair and started hitting him.

"You have really weird tastes. You're hooking up with a slut whose face looks like a toad with its head split open and brains spilling out."

You ran faster than a rabbit the moment you heard Yan Ergou's family was in trouble; turns out you were backing up your bastard child.

"Wife, let me explain, this crazy woman made it all up."

Yan Dazhu covered his face and screamed in agony.

"Explain my ass!" After beating her husband, the brigade leader's wife turned and charged at Old Lady Yan, yelling, "You old slut, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

The situation was completely out of control.

The joint defense team members watched as the team leader and his wife started fighting.

No one dared to make a move, let alone arrest Song Xianglan.

Even the captain's son couldn't separate them, no matter how hard he tried.

Old Mrs. Yan was wronged.

There was absolutely nothing between her and Yan Dazhu.

But now that this mess has been dumped on her head, she can't clear her name no matter what she does.

Song Xianglan took a breath of relief amidst the chaos.

Just then, the sound of police sirens came from the alley entrance.

The police arrived.

Song Xianglan's eyes flashed, and she reacted extremely quickly.

She grabbed Yan Shugen, who was standing next to her, and kicked him in the back of the knee.

"Kneel down!"

Before Yan Shugen could react, he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Then Song Xianglan dragged Nie Erhua, whose soul was wandering outside the Three Realms, down to her knees as well.

Followed by.

Song Xianglan wiped her hand on the wall where she had just fought, not caring whether it was chicken blood or whose blood it was, and then smeared it on her face, while casually ruffling her hair into a mess.

The police officers had just entered the courtyard.

Then I saw an old woman with her face covered in blood, crying out to the sky.

"Officer! Help! We need to report a crime!"

Song Xianglan's wailing voice was so heartbreaking that it brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it.

The image of the shrew who had just been cursing in the street was completely gone.

She stumbled and scrambled to the police station, pointed at Yan Ergou and Old Lady Yan, and burst into tears:

"Police officers, you must stand up for us! Yan Ergou sold my niece to some old bachelor in a remote mountain village to be used as a breeding machine."

We finally managed to find the person and demand an explanation, and they tried to kill us to silence us.

Boss Yan wanted to explain:

"Officers, we are the ones who..."

Song Xianglan didn't give him a chance to speak at all. With trembling hands, she pulled out the case receipt issued by Pingcheng Public Security Bureau and the certificate of rescue of the trafficked woman from her bosom, and stuffed them into the hand of the leading policeman.

"Comrade, take a look. This is evidence from Pingcheng."

That beast Yan Ergou has ruined so many lives.

He led the way in selling wives, making the villagers act like bandits, kidnapping other people's wives and locking them up to have children.

The higher-ups keep saying they want to rectify unhealthy practices and establish a new civilized atmosphere.

But this Yan Ergou is utterly shameless, defying all warnings and going against our country's policies.

Song Xianglan was subjected to one accusation after another.

This directly escalated the family dispute to the level of opposing national policies.

The Yan family was completely stunned.

They were the ones who called the police, saying that someone had broken into their home and committed robbery and vandalism.

Why did the police arrive?

The one who did the beating has become the victim?

The lead police officer glanced at the certificate in his hand, and his expression instantly turned serious.

Trafficking in women is a serious crime, and a major case spanning multiple provinces. This year, we accomplished the biggest task assigned by higher authorities.

"Who is Yan Ergou?" the police officer asked sternly.

Yan Ergou was lying on the ground groaning when he heard this, and he was so frightened that he wet himself.

Old Mrs. Yan struggled to her feet and shouted:

"Officer, this is a misunderstanding! It was my immoral daughter-in-law who ran away. My son is the one who's at fault!"

Yan Shugen glared fiercely at Old Lady Yan.

"My mother was frequently subjected to domestic violence. My father took her to visit relatives and sold her."

Song Xianglan covered Old Lady Yan's mouth and held it down tightly.

"We'll talk about the old lady's affair with the brigade leader later; what we're talking about now is a matter of life and death."

Your son sold living people like livestock; there's solid evidence. Are you still trying to deny it?

Grandma Yan: "Mmm..."

Yan Dazhu's face turned green as he stood there:

"I don't……"

The villagers' eyes lit up with excitement. This melon was definitely worth it!

I not only watched martial arts films, but also ethical dramas, and eventually even watched police and gangster films.

There's no shortage of material to brag about this year.

The young man standing in the tree, in particular, shouted excitedly, "Officer! Yan Ergou's wife has been rescued, but she seems a bit mentally challenged."

"What a tragedy, they've been tortured into insanity."

The police waved their hand.

Several uniformed men immediately stepped forward and handcuffed Yan Ergou's wrists with gleaming handcuffs.

"Take the people away. All those involved in the case will be taken back for investigation."