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

Song Xianglan smiled and praised her son a couple of times.

I told him to come eat breakfast quickly, "I fried some eggs. It's a reward for your thoughtfulness towards your wife."

Shen Huijun's face turned red again.

Quickly hang the clothes on the line in the yard.

I put the basin in the corner and went to the kitchen, quietly calling out "Mom."

"Eat breakfast."

Song Xianglan ate two bowls of sweet potato starch dumplings. After everyone had eaten, Song Xiangdong scraped the pot clean.

"Mom, your breakfast is delicious."

When he was little, he was like Song Xianglan's shadow, even helping her at the slaughterhouse. But all he got in return was Song Xianglan's disdain and indifference. Thinking of those past events, Song Xianglan felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

"Mom will cook more for you from now on."

Aunt Wang from next door called for a small stool.

Little Stool ate until his belly was round and full, then ran outside and lifted his belly to reveal his dark, mushy skin.

"Grandma, I'm full."

Aunt Wang had heard a lot of things about Song Xianglan's unforgiving nature from yesterday to today, and she scolded her:

"Why are you eating at someone else's house?"

"Grandma Song's cooking is delicious." Xiao Ban Deng turned around and greeted Song Xianglan and the others.

He grabbed a small twig from the stove and ran out to the beach with his friends to catch hermit crabs.

Song Xianglan prepared several beef bones and two catties of beef.

A jar of lard, a can of oysters, ten salted duck eggs, and twenty chicken eggs. He also packed five jin of noodles and two jin of red-skinned peanuts into a burlap sack.

"Huijun, go back to your parents' home and ask if your in-laws are coming over for dinner tonight."

Shen Huijun's hands trembled as she held the snakeskin bag. Her parents and family had been sent down to Qingshan Island and had not yet received any notice to return to the city.

"Mom, there's too much stuff."

"Not much. From now on, Xiangdong will give his in-laws a small allowance every month. As a son-in-law, he should also do his part to show filial piety."

Song Xianglan said this naturally, adding, "I'll go to the beach and see if the fishing boats have returned."

Shen Huijun hummed in agreement.

Quickly tidy up the house, and clean Song Xianglan's room thoroughly.

Then he carried the snakeskin bag and headed to his mother's house.

On the way, they encountered Zhao Xiaoyun and Jia Dafang and a few others. Jia Dafang had two thick braids that hung down to her waist.

She has dark skin, a thick upper lip, and is not tall but quite sturdy.

He deliberately nudged Zhao Xiaoyun, "What is Deputy Regiment Commander Song's wife holding?"

Sister-in-law Quan glanced at it.

"Bones, and I reckon there's a lot of good stuff in them."

Zhao Xiaoyun spat and cursed:

"She definitely moved her in-laws' things back to her parents' house. Shameless slut."

Jia Dafang was delighted when she heard this.

He took her arm and said, "Capitalist's daughter is the best at stealing. She sways and sways as she walks, making men drool. How could any man on our island resist her charms?"

Sister-in-law Quan frowned. "It's not nice of you to say that. Shen Huijun is beautiful, and she didn't deliberately act that way."

Zhao Xiaoyun's face darkened.

"Sister-in-law Quan. Are you suggesting I deliberately speak ill of her to Dafang? Before marrying Deputy Regiment Commander Song, she was a dung collector on the island. Could she have earned a job clearing land and planting sweet potatoes without seducing men and sleeping with them a few times?"

Jia Dafang kept agreeing:

"I started teaching at a primary school last year. I wanted to be a teacher too, but I'm just too proper to sleep with people, right?"

Sister-in-law Quan moved her lips.

That seems to make sense.

After the two had walked away, she remembered to stomp her foot. "Jia Dafang, you've been in a literacy class for a month. You don't even know as many characters as the kids in the preschool class. You could sleep until your skin peels off, but you still can't be a teacher."

She turned and left.

Song Xianglan went to the seaside with a basket in her hand, and the sun set on the sea surface, reflecting different halos of light.

The seawater kept lapping against the beach.

The tide is rising, and white foam is billowing up in circles.

The fishing boats entered the typhoon shelter.

Fishermen carrying baskets and fishing nets stepped onto the beach via a small wooden bridge.

Good fish, shrimp, and crabs will be sent to Nancheng for sale.

Song Xianglan strolled around and spotted several plump red crabs. Pointing to them, she asked, "Young man, how much are these red crabs?"

"Auntie, I'm not selling this. I'm sending it to the south of the city."

Song Xianglan squatted down, picked up the red crab, and examined it closely. This thing is best steamed with glutinous rice, and red crab is also a very nutritious food. It's also delicious when pan-fried with some rice wine.

"You sent it to the south city just to get a good price. Subtract the travel expenses and give me a price."

"I'll buy a few pounds of squid too."

"Two ribbonfish, please."

……

People around were all there to pick up bargains at the dock, and when they heard Song Xianglan's name, they realized she sounded like a big spender coming to buy goods.

The young man beamed with joy.

"There's also a dogfish, perfect for making soup. Auntie, would you like to buy it too?"

"Okay. Give me the dog shark too."

Song Xianglan's basket was too full, so the young man readily offered to take it back to her. He even picked out some threadfin bream for her, saying they were worthless and she could use them to feed her chickens and ducks.

Song Xianglan's favorite food is threadfin bream, which has very few bones.

It tastes good whether you make it with salt and pepper or soy sauce.

The young man's name was Haisheng, and he said his mother gave birth to him by the sea. He walked barefoot behind Song Xianglan, carrying a basket on his back.

Jia Dafang waved from a distance.

Song Xianglan was thinking about how to cook some decent dishes for Shen Huijun's parents that evening. In her previous life, the elderly couple had often been teased by Song Xianglan.

Jia Dafang waved for a while before rushing over.

Her two thick braids swayed gently, causing the view of her chest to bob. She stretched out her hands to block Song Xianglan's path, and after catching her breath several times, she spoke anxiously:

"Auntie, did your daughter-in-law sneak into our house?"

Song Xianglan didn't react for a moment.

"Whose house did you steal from?"

"Your home."

"Nonsense, my daughter-in-law can't teleport to Qingyang. How could she steal my house?"

Jia Dafang blocked their way.

Many people stopped to watch the spectacle.

There were people from the family compound, people from the neighboring naval family compound, and villagers from nearby areas.

When Jia Dafang turned around and didn't see Zhao Xiaoyun, she hurriedly explained, with gestures, how Shen Huijun had stolen the house.

"Wow, this is such a big snakeskin bag. There are quite a few things inside, I even saw bones."

"This kind of daughter-in-law should be beaten to death."

"Everyone's life is tough, yet she's moving her husband's family's things to her parents' house."

The villagers were very simple and honest, and they all started cursing after hearing Jia Dafang's words.

Song Xianglan's face turned cold.

"Who told you she stole from someone's house?"

Jia Dafang was taken aback. "Zhao Xiaoyun and I both saw it."

"Just because you saw it, you think my daughter-in-law stole from us?" Song Xianglan raised her voice. "Without any investigation, you're throwing dirty water on my daughter-in-law."

"What's your name? Let's go to the political commissar and get this straight. It's utterly despicable for you to accuse someone of theft so easily."

Song Xianglan became increasingly angry as she spoke.

Spit sprayed all over Jia Dafang's face.

Jia Dafang's heart sank to the bottom.

She desperately wanted to marry Shen Xiangdong, but after several attempts to flirt with him, Song Xiangdong accused her of being cross-eyed.

Her eyes welled up with tears of grievance. "Auntie, your daughter-in-law is a reincarnated vixen. She'll definitely bring misfortune to Deputy Regiment Commander Song. That kind of woman is best at draining a man's life force. Don't let her fool you."

"I should look for a wife with a big butt like me, so she can have many children."

"Smack..."

Song Xianglan slapped her hard across the face.

"I slapped you because you insulted my daughter-in-law."

"She's a fox spirit, and you're a black bear spirit. I'd rather my son marry a fox spirit than a black bear spirit." Song Xianglan's sharp gaze pierced through the crowd and saw Zhao Xiaoyun running away from the corner.

She knew Zhao Xiaoyun would definitely be involved.

"You old hag, you hit me!"

Jia Dafang is strong and hardworking. She just can't resist handsome men.

She pounced on him suddenly.

"Smack."

The sound was a crisp slap.

Jia Dafang was slapped again by Song Xianglan.

She's gone mad.

He reached out and tried to scratch Song Xianglan's face.

Jia Dafang was strong, and Song Xianglan had been fighting pigs for years and had plenty of experience.

The two started fighting.

You pull my hair, I scratch your face.

One kicked, the other choked.

Haisheng tried to break up the fight, but several old women stopped him. "Wait a minute, let's see who's stronger!"

Hai Sheng: "..."

"Auntie is too old, how could she possibly beat a young man?"

The voice just fell.

Jia Dafang was pinned to the ground by Song Xianglan, who then sat down on Jia Dafang's stomach.

He used both hands to strike Jia Dafang's face from both sides.

This woman had done a lot of bad things in her past life; once she even secretly poisoned Song Xiangdong with veterinary drugs meant for boars. Back then, Song Xianglan only scolded her a few times, but now she's settling old scores with new ones.

"That'll teach you to be so foul-mouthed."

"I'll teach you to bully my daughter-in-law."

"I'm going to teach you a lesson: if you don't have a brain, then don't be so immoral. Don't covet things you shouldn't be coveting."

Jia Dafang screamed in pain.

She kicked her feet hard on the ground, trying to kick Song Xianglan in the back of the head. Song Xianglan simply sat on her lap, pressed her stomach with her elbow, and restrained her hands with her other hand.

Sit down hard.

The onlookers were stunned.

Jia Dafang's father and brother both live on the island; one is in the military and the other is a policeman.

She is also very strong.

She was known in the neighborhood for her fierce temper; she was the only one who hit people, never the one who got hit.

This will make Song Xianglan scream in pain.

"Stop! Stop!" Two police officers rushed over. "How can you fight? I'm telling you, if you don't stop, I'll handcuff you." One of the younger officers pointed at Song Xianglan and shouted angrily.