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

The sun had set behind the western mountains.

The barking of dogs echoed throughout the village.

Yu Laosan stopped Granny Yu at the corner of Song Xianglan's courtyard wall.

He was seething with anger, his face as black as if it had been scratched with soot, and he spilled the whole story about what Tang Xiuhe had done during the day.

"Mom, why did you take the pig's trotters away without saying a word? They were for my mother-in-law to help Xiuhe produce milk."

Granny Yu's eyelids drooped, and she squeezed out a few drops of cat urine from her withered old face.

He reached up and wiped his eyes. "Third brother, do you know how hard it was for me to raise you with all my love and care?"

Who would have thought you'd forget your mother after getting married?

I had no idea the Tang family sent those pig's trotters. I thought your dad had bought them early this morning and asked me to deliver them to Xiujuan.

She sniffed, her voice filled with a mournful sorrow:

"If I had known that bringing a pig's trotter would get me such a scolding from my son, I would have rather starved to death than do it. Last night I mentioned that I was going to give Xiujuan something, and your dad said he was going to buy a pig's trotter today."

Yu Laosan is easily influenced.

Seeing his mother crying so pitifully, most of his anger dissipated immediately.

Instead, I felt like I was worthless.

"Mom, that's not what I meant..." Yu Laosan's tone softened. "I'll go back and talk to Xiuhe properly."

Granny Yu knew when to stop.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in his triangular eyes, and he immediately changed his tune:

"Your wife really needs to be disciplined. Look at the way she's scratched your face! What kind of woman would dare to lay a hand on her husband like that?"

"Mom, Xiuhe just gave birth."

"She's just a little girl, and even in the north they've started family planning. What if we can only have one child..."

Yu Laosan shuddered; he couldn't bear to think about it.

As they were talking, a figure walked over from the dirt road not far away.

Song Xiangdong had just come out of Zhou Fang's house, his steps steady.

Granny Yu's displeasure surged instantly, and seeing Song Xiangdong, that big, dumb guy, she became even more emboldened.

She turned her mouth down, revealing a set of yellow teeth, and let out a strange laugh.

"Hey, Xiangdong, come here."

Song Xiangdong stopped and looked at her.

Granny Yu leaned against the earthen wall, her eyes sweeping over Song Xiangdong with a wicked glint.

He chuckled in a low voice, "Xiang Dong, take off your pants and let me see."

Song Xiangdong didn't move.

His brows furrowed.

When Granny Yu saw that he was disobedient, she chuckled and pointed in the direction of the Song family.

"That ugly pregnant woman in your house is carrying a bad person inside her belly, a wicked seed that's trying to steal your things."

After bad things happen, no one will like you.

"Go back and punch her in the stomach, get rid of that bad child, otherwise no one will feed you in the future."

Song Xiangdong's originally wooden face instantly turned cold.

The murderous intent in his eyes was like water released from a dam.

"Shameless old scoundrel."

Song Xiangdong uttered these words and then took a step forward at a frightening speed.

Instead of hitting the old woman, he grabbed Yu Laosan, who was still in a daze, by the collar and swung his fist at his face.

"Bang!"

That punch landed squarely.

Without even uttering a sound, Yu Laosan's nose started bleeding profusely.

Granny Yu was dumbfounded.

A while ago, this idiot would still be chuckling and laughing with the village kids, but today he seems like a completely different person.

"Ouch, murder! Help!" Yu Laosan screamed, covering his face.

In the Song family's courtyard next door.

Song Xianglan was wearing reading glasses.

He fiddled with the abacus beads, checking the day's accounts for the transport team and the processing workshop.

The faint sound of a hoarse, gruff voice cursing could be heard outside the window, mixed with the words "eastward".

Song Xianglan's ears twitched.

He threw the pen on the table, took off his glasses, and rushed out.

Shen Huijun was coming down the stairs when she heard the commotion outside, and her expression changed:

"Mom. It's Granny Yu. She's bullying Xiang Dong."

That shout came out.

The commotion alerted the people inside, and even Liu Chounu and Lin Mu's wife from next door came out to see what was going on.

In the corner of the yard, Da Bao, Er Bao, and Gou Sheng were digging a hole in the corner of the Lin family's wall. The three little heads looked at each other, threw down their shovels, and ran off to the outhouse behind the house, probably to tinker with some "secret weapon".

Song Xianglan rushed out of the courtyard gate and immediately saw Song Xiangdong pressing down on Yu Laosan, while Granny Yu stretched out her two withered, bark-like hands, clawing at Song Xiangdong's face.

"Stop, you old geezer."

With a loud yell, Song Xianglan took two running steps and, using the momentum, crashed directly into the battle circle.

She grabbed Granny Yu's sparse hair, pulled it back, and slapped it from both sides against the wrinkled old face.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The dozen or so slaps were crisp and loud, and the blows were incredibly smooth.

"Skinny as a monkey, stupid as a pig, and slutty as a fox," Song Xianglan said, hitting and cursing, spittle flying everywhere. "Humans won't tolerate you, but you insist on joining the animal encyclopedia."

Inside the Yu family's house.

Yu Lao Er, along with Yu Da Sao and Yu Er Sao, all came out when they heard the commotion.

He saw his own mother being beaten.

Several people were about to rush up.

"Stop right there!"

Shen Huijun grabbed a rolling pin from somewhere, her pregnant belly protruding, and placed it across the middle of the road, staring fiercely at the few pieces of scrap material belonging to the Yu family.

"Who dares to come up and try? Today, even if I have to risk my life, I'll make sure you all leave here on your back."

Zhou Fang arrived at that moment.

He glanced at the battle situation. After all, Song Xiangdong's status was different; it wouldn't do to kill Yu Laosan.

He stepped forward and subtly shielded Song Xiangdong behind him.

He casually took Yu Laosan's collar, and without much effort, Yu Laosan was lifted up.

Zhou Fang raised his chin as he watched Yu Lao Er rushing forward.

"Come on, Yu Lao Er. I promise I won't make you shit your pants, that's a good sign."

Yu Lao Er paused in his steps.

Seeing Zhou Fang's ambiguous smile, he felt a chill run down his spine and turned to shout to those around him:

"Everyone, be the judge! This Song family is too barbaric. This is the behavior of bandits. Song Xianglan and her son are running rampant in the village."

"You're talking nonsense."

A chubby-faced boy emerged from the crowd; it was Yang Xiaozhi, who had come to deliver mushroom sauce.

The child mustered his courage and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I just heard Grandma Yu telling Uncle Xiangdong to take off his pants so she could see. She also said that Auntie's belly was full of something bad and instigated Uncle Xiangdong to go back and hit Auntie's belly."

The meaning is exactly the same.

The room fell into a deathly silence upon hearing this.

Followed by.

The crowd erupted in uproar.

"My God, that's so vicious!"

"Asking a grown man to take off his pants? Doesn't this old hag have any shame?"

"Instigating an idiot to hit a pregnant woman's belly? This is tantamount to cutting off the family line; it's utterly immoral."

Upon hearing this, Song Xianglan...

What started as a mere urge to punch someone has completely escalated into a raging inferno.

She grabbed Granny Yu's hair and pushed her down, then slammed her knee into the old woman's stomach without hesitation, pointing her finger at her nose and cursing:

"You old sow wearing a bra, you fucking shameless woman, one trick after another. Old Yu can't satisfy you, you're insatiable."

"There are so many single old men in the commune. Go to the brigade headquarters, put up a sign, and you'll be able to find someone you like by queuing up."

I see that your backyard is full of radishes. Do you usually go and pick radishes when you have nothing to do?

If all else fails, hug a tree and rub against it; if that still doesn't work, you can produce and sell your own produce at home.

"What a shameless old man, groping a junior like that..."

Song Xianglan's mouth has been used on the battlefield.

They can curse without taking a breath, using the most offensive language imaginable.

Anyway, since this old woman is shameless, she'll help her make a name for herself throughout the village.

Granny Yu's face was so badly beaten that all the wrinkles on her face were torn off.

He wanted to talk back.

He had barely opened his mouth when Song Xianglan slapped him back.

"You can get plastic surgery to make you ugly, but you can't cure a bad heart. You're just a bastard, your very nature is corrupt."

The villagers who were watching the commotion were stunned.

Although I found Song Xianglan's insults harsh, I have to say... it was really satisfying.

Some people even asked in a joking manner:

"Sister-in-law Yu, does your mother-in-law really rub against trees at home all the time?"

Sister-in-law Yu and Sister-in-law Yu blushed with embarrassment, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

How could I dare to step forward and help?

She covered her face and ran back into the house.

What a shame!

How am I supposed to hold my head high when I go out now?

Amidst this chaos, Tang Xiuhe ran out of the house.

With her face bruised and swollen from being beaten, she held her still-breastfeeding daughter in her arms, yet she smiled brightly. Her smile pulled at the wound on her lip, causing tears to well up in her eyes from the pain, but she couldn't stop laughing.

She reached out and covered her daughter's ears, watching her mother-in-law being rubbed on the ground by Song Xianglan.

Respond loudly:

"Oh dear, I used to always see my mother-in-law exchanging glances with those old men, but I didn't know what it meant."

Now, after hearing my aunt's scolding, I finally realized what had happened.

No wonder this old woman treats our daughter-in-law like an enemy, but dotes on her son-in-law so much. It turns out she has nowhere to vent her frustrations.

boom--

This is practically throwing the script of an ethical drama right in everyone's faces.

The villagers' gossipy glances instantly turned meaningful, their minds automatically filling in several versions of the family's secret history.

"I knew it! Every time the Yu family's son-in-law comes, this old woman smiles like a flower."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Yu family is in a mess."

Those harsh, foul words pierced into Granny Yu's mind like steel needles.

She never expected this.

I was just being a smart aleck and wanted to see a joke, to see if a fool would actually hit a pregnant woman. How did I end up with such a devastating disaster?

"Stop hitting her! Song Xianglan, if you keep hitting her, she'll die!" Finally, a village official shouted.

Zhou Fang didn't even glance at Yu Laosan, whose head was swollen like a pig's head on the ground, and kicked him away.

Yu Laosan collapsed to the ground, his whole body numb, unsure whether it was from pain or fear.