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

Xiaoquan Brigade, Qingyang.

Yang Dashan and a few others were in the courtyard, and he was smoking.

"Why hasn't Tingting come back?"

Chen Xiuqin, who was leaning against the side eating sunflower seeds, spat out the shells.

"Will she go to Songjiazhuang?"

Yang Jianjun's eyes flashed with malice. "If she dares to go to Songjiazhuang, I'll break her legs when she comes back. Aunt Yujuan found her such a good marriage, and the other party gave her three hundred yuan as a bride price without saying a word."

Chen Xiuqin gritted her teeth:

"That shameless Song Tingting refuses to go through with the marriage. She's got her nose in the air."

The three hundred yuan ended up in Yang Dashan's hands.

Yang Jianjun had already taken fifty yuan, but he gave Chen Xiuqin forty yuan instead.

Chen Xiuqin gave her family thirty yuan today.

With ten yuan left in my pocket, I bought two jin of pork and a jin of fried dates.

She doesn't have the money to give back.

"Dad, should we go look for it?"

Yang Dashan exhaled a smoke ring:

"Jianjun, go to your uncle's house and tell him that Tingting has grown up and become wild."

She got into illicit affairs with educated youth from outside the area.

"Is this okay?"

"Your aunt dislikes women with questionable morals the most."

Yang Jianjun nodded.

I pushed my bicycle out.

He went to Songjiazhuang and learned that his uncle and aunt had gone to the hospital and had not yet returned.

Just in case.

He told his cousin-in-law, Song Tingting, that she was having an affair with a young educated youth from Shanghai.

"Mom went to Nancheng to look east. She was furious on the phone, and Tingting, afraid of upsetting her mother, ran away somewhere."

Upon hearing this, Song Daqiang's wife...

He quickly recounted what had happened when Song Tingting came over yesterday, saying, "I just thought this girl was strange."

"Sister-in-law, if she comes again, please let her stay. Ask someone to pass on a message."

Yang Jianjun still left half a pound of brown sugar.

Song Daqiang's wife accepted the brown sugar.

He agreed.

Yang Jianjun rode his bicycle to the commune again, and saw a familiar figure near the slaughterhouse.

He saw Song Tingting and Gan Zhiyuan walking together.

The two became very close.

Yang Jianjun's anger suddenly flared up.

He thought about it.

Without alerting anyone, I rode my bike back and called Yang Dashan.

Then they sent Chen Xiuqin back to her parents' home to call for help.

Yang Dashan also invited several of his uncles' and brothers' children.

Everyone heard that Song Tingting was having an affair with a guy from the slaughterhouse and that she didn't even go home at night.

She was so angry she wanted to teach that bastard a lesson.

Song Tingting looked worried.

Gan Zhiyuan noticed that she was always secretly crying, so he asked her to go to the street with him.

"I'm not going."

"I know a bookstore on the street. It has a lot of books, and even some novels from outside the area," Gan Zhiyuan said, naming a few titles.

Song Tingting, who had initially been skeptical, opened her eyes wide.

How did you know?

"My sister is about your age. You're thinking the same thing."

"take me."

Song Tingting took out her money pouch from her schoolbag. "I'm rich."

She didn't dare say that she had secretly joined the smuggling gang these days.

Transporting supplies by hand from the seaside.

You can earn a few dollars per trip.

Song Tingting was a good student, and she used her student status to make those arresting smugglers lower their guard.

"I don't need your money. You're Master's daughter, which makes you my junior sister."

Gan Zhiyuan kept all of his apprentice wages himself.

He was happy to buy things for Song Tingting.

Song Tingting remained silent, but she also didn't intend to use Gan Zhiyuan's money. The two went to the street together and rented a few books.

I also ate two bowls of rice noodle soup on the street.

It's still two miles from the slaughterhouse.

Yang Dashan blocked their way.

"You brat, you dare to kidnap my daughter."

Hearing his voice, Song Tingting trembled in fright. She quickly shoved Gan Zhiyuan, "Run!"

Gan Zhiyuan was puzzled.

She pushed him so hard that he instinctively started running.

When the villagers saw him run away, they thought he really was the brat who had kidnapped Song Tingting.

Several people surrounded him.

Yang Dashan slapped Song Tingting across the face and pointed at her, cursing angrily:

"Shameless wretch. Trying to elope..."

Song Tingting was taken aback by his words and didn't know what to do.

After a long pause, he finally opened his mouth to explain:

"I did not elope."

"Still trying to argue. You're so young and already behaving badly; you've completely disgraced me."

The streets of the commune were crowded.

A large crowd gathered around.

Pointing at her, they said, "Still a student, right?"

"Girls shouldn't go to school; they'd be better off staying home, farming, and waiting to get married."

"I've become so engrossed in reading that my mind has become wild."

"Shameless."

……

The words of the crowd pierced Song Tingting's heart like knives.

She looked at Yang Dashan with grief and indignation.

"Dad, you know I've been framed. I just don't want to get married..."

Chen Xiuqin brought people over.

She interrupted Song Tingting, grabbed her hand, and pleaded with a look of exasperation:

"Little sister-in-law. Your parents spoil you so much, they even send you to school."

"You're such a disappointment."

"We were all looking for you last night. If you don't want to get married, you can get married, but you can't break your parents' hearts. They say girls become more thoughtful as they grow up..."

Chen Huiqin went to get her schoolbag.

Song Tingting refused to give it to her.

Chen Xiuqin could tell something was amiss from her flustered expression.

He snatched the schoolbag from her.

They emptied everything out of the container.

Several novels.

Several textbooks and a roll of toilet paper.

Chen Xiuqin only attended a literacy class.

Someone in the crowd who could read immediately spoke up and scolded Song Tingting when she saw the book she had dropped on the ground:

"No wonder you fall in love after reading this kind of book."

Yang Dashan picked up the book.

He held up those novels and said, "Folks, tell me, can I still let her study?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"This child is ruined."

Song Tingting excitedly tried to snatch the book back, "Dad, I beg you, give the book back to me."

Chen Xiuqin snatched the book away.

In front of Song Tingting, he tore up the book.

Song Tingting pounced on her and they started fighting.

Chen Xiuqin's mother, Zhang Cuihua, grabbed Song Tingting's hair and slapped her several times.

Meanwhile, Gan Zhiyuan was also beaten up by several of Yang Jianjun's uncles and brothers.

Song Tingting regretted renting the books at that moment.

She wasn't an old mother; a single butcher's knife could have made Chen Xiuqin and several others cry out in agony.

broken.

Song Tingting was pinned to the ground by Chen Xiuqin and several others. Zhang Cuihua, that old hag, was ruthless and cunning. She attacked this young girl mercilessly, pinching and scratching her.

They even pick on the parts that are hard to talk about.

Song Tingting thought of her mother's usual words: "When you're going to fight, you have to pick on someone's sore spot."

Focus on one person and beat them to death.

Only then will there be a glimmer of hope.

Chen Xiuqin grabbed her hair forcefully, her eyes blazing with fury.

He lowered his voice:

"You brat. You're going to run away from the wedding first? Let me tell you, the wedding date is set."

Go get your marriage certificate tomorrow, and your brother-in-law will come to take you there the day after tomorrow to start your happy life together.

Once you've experienced the pleasure a man can give you, you'll thank me.

Song Tingting, no one will come to save you. By the time your mother-in-law returns, you'll have already slept with countless other men. You can only accept your fate.

"We're both women, why should you get to study?"

Chen Xiuqin was filled with jealousy; she wouldn't allow her sister-in-law to live a better life than her.

No sooner said than done.

Song Tingting used all her strength to bite Chen Xiuqin's ear hard.

"what……"

"Oh my god..."

"what……"

Chen Xiuqin screamed in agony again and again.

Zhang Cuihua started hitting Song Tingting, grabbing her hair and refusing to let go.

The more fiercely she pulled.

The harder Song Tingting bit down, the more pitiful Chen Xiuqin screamed.

Liu Yidao likes to have a little drink after work.

Today I brought another pig's trotter and rode my bike to find someone to drink with.

Passing by the corner.

Seeing Gan Zhiyuan crying and shouting, he disliked the apprentices Song Xianglan had chosen. He always thought they were all effeminate, a man like a soft dough ball.

"Ah... my master will definitely not let you off when he returns."

Liu Yidao had no intention of meddling in other people's business.

Stop when you hear that.

"Xiao Gan."

Gan Zhiyuan's eyes were swollen, but Liu Yidao's frightening voice sounded very familiar.

"Master Liu, please save Song Tingting."

Liu Yidao pulled a stick from the back of the bicycle.

They attacked the Yang family members.

He smashed a stick into Zhang Cuihua's leg.

Zhang Cuihua screamed and fell to the ground, crying out, "Help!"

He hugged Song Tingting.

"Tingting, let it go. I am your Uncle Liu Yidao."

Song Tingting's eyes were bloodshot, and she only relented when she glanced at Liu Yidao.

Yang Jianjun, who had been beaten by Liu Yidao, came over to help Chen Xiuqin and shouted at him, "Liu Yidao, what business is it of yours what happens to the Yang family?"

Liu Yidao picked up Song Tingting.

He kicked her hard, yelling, "What I say is none of your business! Who do you think you are, you ungrateful piece of trash?"

Song Tingting was trembling all over.

"Uncle Yidao. I want my mom..."

"Be good. I, Liu Yidao, am here. No one dares to touch you."