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

Upon hearing the amount, those around him thought, "Is this a get-rich-quick scheme?"

Someone muttered under their breath, "Three hundred yuan? That's outrageous, it's highway robbery."

"That's how landlords were in the past."

Song Xianglan, with her sharp ears, said, "Come and see how the shop has been smashed to pieces. Renovating it won't cost any money."

Is it free to close for renovations?

A few workers have to close their business, and their entire families are left to starve.

Besides, if they make such a fuss, who will dare to come here to eat in the future?

This is called compensation for damage to reputation and emotional distress. The reason I didn't make them pay a thousand was out of consideration for the neighbors.

When Wu's mother heard that it cost 300 yuan, her heart bled.

It's all because of that restless woman, Lu Xiuyu, who was always chasing after Baojun even before they got married.

She turned around and scratched him with her claws: "It's all your fault, you jinx. You seduced my son and then went to his shop to cause a scene. You'll pay for this."

"If you hadn't interfered, my son and Xiaofang wouldn't have had all this messy trouble."

Lu Xiuyu had almost suffocated from being pressed down by Nie Erhua, and now that she had caught her breath, several bloody scratches appeared on her face.

She grabbed Wu's mother by the collar and said, "Who was it that said Lin Fang was a country bumpkin and not good enough for your son? You married her just so she could have a golden goose."

The two immediately started fighting.

Lu Xiuyu cried and wailed as she hit him, "Sister! My dear sister! Open your eyes and look at this heartless family!"

They're bullying your own sister like this. Your brother-in-law has a new wife, will he treat Xiao Cui well? She's your own daughter!

"Lin Fang is not a good person."

Wu Xiaocui was full of resentment. "Don't cry, Mom. You don't want my dad to get married. You said my new mom will beat me and won't give me food."

"Wow. This little girl knows everything."

"This isn't a sister-in-law, she's trying to become the second wife."

"She has a man, and she still wants her brother-in-law to watch over her."

Wu Baojun knew he had no hope for the future. His reputation had sunk to rock bottom.

Lu Xiuyu's face turned deathly pale, but Wu's mother held her hair tightly.

"Shameless! You even instigate children. I'll beat you to death, you vixen!"

The dogs are fighting each other here, it's quite a scene.

Liu Chou-nu clung tightly to Wu Baojun's work uniform collar, squeezing him so hard his eyes rolled back: "Stop acting all pitiful. If you don't pay me, I'll come to your factory."

The two police officers were also driven crazy by this family's eccentricities.

The older policeman frowned and straightened his hat.

"Regarding the compensation, it is indeed a bit high. Ma'am, do you think it could be reduced a bit? After all, three hundred yuan is not a small amount."

Asking for an exorbitant price and then settling for a lower one.

Liu Chounv pretended to be extremely troubled and sighed:

"Alright, for the sake of the police officers, I'll compromise. I'll compensate Lin Fang with four months' salary, plus the damage to this place, and give her a round number of 250. Any less and I'll put up a banner in front of their workplace."

At this moment, Wu Baojun just wanted to end this farce as soon as possible.

"We'll give you three months' salary as compensation. If it's more, go ahead and put up banners."

The gazes of those around him felt like needles piercing him.

He gritted his teeth, went back to get the money, and asked Wu's mother for some more, finally managing to scrape together enough for Lin Fang.

Lin Fang took the money and looked coldly at Wu Baojun: "I'll pack up all the things you bought before and return them to you without missing a single one. From now on, let's go our separate ways and never see each other again."

"I don't want it all to be given to you," Wu Baojun roared.

"I think it takes up too much space."

Song Xianglan casually pulled out Liu, the matchmaker who had been hiding behind the crowd watching the commotion. "Matchmaker Liu, you were the one who arranged this, so it's time to cut ties cleanly. We've packed up those things and are handing them over to you. You're in charge of delivering them to the Wu family."

Liu the matchmaker witnessed Song Xianglan's fighting prowess.

He dared not say no, and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, sister, I'll definitely handle it perfectly."

"An apology letter is required, otherwise we will sue Lu Xiuyu and you for defamation."

Wu Baojun... is numb. He was even forced to write an apology letter after being slandered.

A thin man with a slightly crooked neck squeezed in from the periphery of the crowd.

He looked at Lu Xiuyu, whose clothes were disheveled and whose face was injured.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Xiu...Xiuyu." The man stuttered, and when he got excited, his face turned red and his neck thickened, and his mouth twitched as he spoke.

Someone immediately recognized him, "Isn't that Lu Xiuyu, the man with the crooked neck?"

Someone covered their mouth and chuckled.

"Oh dear, this crooked tree doesn't look very useful. No wonder Lu Xiuyu is so robust; she's fixated on her brother-in-law's fertile field. She's been suffering from drought and is looking for water."

"Hahaha, this green hat is so worn, it's practically turned into a grassland."

"Could it be crooked too?"

The neighbors, who immediately understood, sized up the man.

These crude jokes pierce men's hearts like knives.

His timid gaze suddenly turned fierce.

Like a cannonball, it hurtled directly towards Wu Baojun.

"I...I'll beat you to death, you...you beast. You...you wicked devil." His Xiuyu is so beautiful, this man must be bullying her inappropriately.

A punch landed squarely on Wu Baojun's nose.

Wu Baojun was stunned by the blow, and blood gushed from his nose instantly.

"You dare hit me?" His eyes reddened as well. He was clearly innocent, yet he was being accused of being a homewrecker.

All the pent-up frustration exploded at this moment.

He raised his fist and started wrestling with the man with the crooked neck.

Lu Xiuyu screamed and rushed forward to try and take sides, and the scene spiraled out of control again.

Song Xianglan stood on the steps; it would have been perfect if she had some melon seeds in her hand.

She smacked her lips:

"Tsk tsk tsk, this performance is even more wonderful than the Gaojia opera in the brigade."

In the end, the police, seeing that things were getting out of hand, blew their whistles and forcibly separated the group.

Without thinking twice, they took the Wu family mother and son, as well as Lu Xiuyu and her husband, back to the police station to put out the fire.

Song Xianglan then left, still feeling unsatisfied.

Back in the store.

As Liu Chounv swept the floor, she said, "Xiaofang, come back to the village with me for a few days. Wu Baojun is in a bad mood right now, and he might come and bother us again."

Song Xianglan nodded.

"It's good to go back and lay low for a while."

Lin Fang quietly packed her things; she also wanted to go back and stay for a few days.

The shop was handed over to Tang Juhua and Nie Erhua, and Song Xiangmei said she would come over to help whenever she had free time in the next few days.

……

Summer arrived in the blink of an eye, and the cicadas chirping in the trees were quite annoying.

Upon returning from Beijing, Song Xiangdong was directly transferred to the new city as deputy mayor, in charge of departments such as political and legal affairs and armed forces.

This treatment is usually only available to officers at the division level who are transferred to civilian work.

Song Xiangdong was awarded a first-class merit and was transferred to civilian work at the division level before his discharge.

The young man named Lei Li, whom he rescued in the southwest, was the only son of a certain person in the core of the Beijing circle.

Song Xiangdong was so busy he barely had time to breathe.

Song Xianglan didn't let Huijun go with her either, since she was heavily pregnant and things weren't settled in Xincheng yet, it was better for her to stay in her hometown where someone could take care of her.

It's so hot, like a giant steamer.

Shen Huijun has lost a lot of weight.

Song Xianglan felt sorry for her daughter-in-law and cooked her all sorts of delicious food.

Today I specially bought fresh clams and lean pork, and cooked a pot of incredibly delicious loofah and clam rice noodle soup.

I also fried two eggs.

"Huijun, come and eat while it's hot. I've hung the watermelon and mulberries in the well to chill them. After you finish this bowl of noodles, you can rest for a bit and then have some chilled fruit."

Shen Huijun sat down, supporting her back, and ate a large bowl of food.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. "Mom, you should rest for a while. Xiangdong is so busy, and Tingting is taking exams in the county these days. You don't need to keep running around taking care of me."

Song Xianglan fanned her with a palm-leaf fan. The electric fan was blowing towards the wall.

"Tingting lives at Old Zhao's house. Your aunt treats her like her own daughter, so she's never hungry. But you, your belly looks like it's going to drop, it'll probably be in the next few days."

"It's delicious, I want to have another bowl."

"I'll serve you some."

As the two were chatting, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Chunxia ran until her face was flushed and she was out of breath.

"Auntie...Auntie! Something terrible has happened!"

Song Xianglan's palm-leaf fan never stopped.

"Slow down, what serious incident has occurred?"

Chunxia plopped down on the doorstep. "A call came from the Northwest to the brigade headquarters. They said Yang... Yang Dashan is dying."

Upon hearing this name, Song Xianglan paused in fanning herself.

He then sneered, his eyes filled with disgust, "He's still not dead? It's true what they say, good people don't live long, but evil people live a thousand years."

Chunxia breathed a sigh of relief. "Zhang Yujuan cried so bitterly on the phone, saying that she was trapped in the fire while trying to save collective property. After finally escaping, she was hit in the back by a collapsing roof beam."

He's barely clinging to life, and before he dies, he wants to see Tingting and Xiangdong one last time, and he wants to be buried in Qingyang, his hometown.

Song Xianglan spat.

Showing absolutely no mercy.

"A maggot crawling out of a sewer, it's disgusting even in its dying moments. Let it die, let it die. Let it be scattered as ashes or used as fertilizer locally, but don't bring it back and pollute our Qingyang land. The crops here hate its stench."

Chunxia was stunned by what she heard.

Only Aunt Song could curse so elegantly and unconventionally.

"Then...what should we do when they ask? They say Yang Dashan keeps calling his son's name."

Song Xianglan rolled her eyes.

"Did he stuff his large intestine into his skull or did a stray dog ​​burp and eat too much feces? He spent several years in a labor camp and didn't even know his son's name was Yang Jianjun?"

If all else fails, have Zhang Yujuan go find Wang Cong and Wang Dahai to see if they can get Wang Cong and Yang Jianjun to go together. My son's surname is Song, not Yang, and I'm too busy to pay attention to him.

That's a really hurtful thing to say.

The insult was so sudden and unexpected.

Shen Huijun, who was drinking soup, burst out laughing.

Immediately following was a cry of pain:

"Ouch……"

Song Xianglan was startled and threw down her palm-leaf fan as she rushed over.

"Did you laugh so hard you choked?"

Shen Huijun clutched her stomach, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. "Mom...it's not a stitch...I was trying to hold back my laughter and my stomach cramped up...ouch. It hurts...it really hurts."

"She's about to give birth."

Chunxia was also startled and jumped up.

"Auntie, is Sister-in-law Huijun about to give birth?"

Zhou Fang went to Tongda to audit classes, while Huang Ronghua and the others were out selling goods.

Song Xianglan ran into the yard and yelled at the neighbor next door, "Lin Gang!"

No one answered.

Yu Pengfei was just pushing his cart back when he heard the commotion and ran over. "Auntie, Lin Gang has gone to the fields."

"Huijun is about to give birth. Go to the brigade headquarters and get the tractor over here."

"I'll go right away."

She turned and went into the house, took out the maternity bag that she had packed earlier, and also took two clean towels.

Less than ten minutes later, the sound of a tractor "putt-putt-putt" came from the doorway.

Yu Pengfei drove the tractor very fast.

After coming to a stop, they quickly jumped down to help spread out straw and blankets.

Chunxia, ​​pulling Gousheng who was passing by in a flash, shouted, "Gousheng! Go home and tell them that I went to the hospital with my aunt." After saying that, she helped Shen Huijun climb into the car.

The tractor bumped along the way to the county hospital.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital entrance, Shen Huijun suddenly grabbed Song Xianglan's hand, her voice trembling, "Mom...it's wet...it seems like my water broke...I'm scared..."

Song Xianglan gripped her cold, sweaty hand tightly. "Mom will stay here and watch over you. We'll stop having children after this one. Listen to Mom, take a deep breath."