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

The bicycle wheels rolled over the dirt road and came to a bumpy stop in the Cai family's courtyard.

Song Yulu got out of the back seat and bent down to unpack the bundle on the back of the car.

The two barely spoke the rest of the way.

The courtyard was quiet.

Cai Youde parked the car, turned to look at the top of his wife's head, and said, "Yulu, let's go to Xincheng Hospital for a check-up in a few days. If it really doesn't work out, then let's give up. I've thought it through; we can stay in Xincheng and work."

Song Yulu paused in her hand movements and raised her face.

"real?"

"I'm sorry." Cai Youde reached out his rough hand to smooth the fine lines at the corners of Song Yulu's eyes. "I always say I don't care about having children, but I've overlooked the pressure everyone puts on you. If we don't stay at home, there won't be so much gossip."

Song Yulu's eyes reddened, and she gave a soft "hmm".

She took the dried fish, dried shrimp, and small biscuits that Song Xianglan had given her off the handlebars and carried them into the house.

Cai Youde first took the bundle inside, then came out and returned the bicycle to his childhood friend from the same village.

Hearing the noise, Cai's mother quickly ran into the kitchen.

A moment later, he carried a bowl into the house.

A strong, foul odor mixed with bitterness rushed into Song Yulu's nostrils.

"Yulu, you're finally back. This is a great recipe I asked someone to find for you, drink it while it's hot."

Cai's mother handed the bowl forward, the dark soup sloshing around. "Someone in the next village drank this folk remedy and had a baby at the beginning of the year, and another at the end of the year."

Song Yulu covered her nose and took half a step back, waving her hands repeatedly.

"Mom, I can't drink it."

"You have to drink it whether you like it or not." Cai's mother was anxious and forced the bowl into Song Yulu's hands. "There's boy's urine in it, so the medicine is very potent. It won't work if it gets cold."

Upon hearing the words "virgin boy's urine," Song Yulu felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

She instinctively reached out to block it.

A crisp cracking sound.

The large porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered, splashing dark medicinal liquid all over the floor, and the stench instantly filled the entire main room.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were both stunned.

Cai's mother's face instantly turned cold, and tears fell in a steady stream.

"You can't have children and you're still so temperamental. I run around every day trying to find medicine for you, spending money and having to beg people everywhere. Those insect eggs in the outhouse, other people's urine, I have to ask for favors for every single one of them."

"I'm old and I still have to put up with your attitudes. All your sisters-in-law say I'm good to you."

"I know your family is powerful, but your stomach isn't. I'll cook you another bowl."

"I won't drink it."

Song Yulu gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes, and retorted firmly, "If I can't have children, then I won't."

After saying that, she rushed into the bedroom without looking back.

The door slammed shut.

Through the door, Cai's mother said, "Everyone in the village says I'm good to my daughter-in-law. Why are you still not satisfied?"

"We've been so good to you, yet you want to cut off our family line. You can't be so heartless. You can't take advantage of my son's affection for you and bully him."

Cai Youde pushed the bicycle back to its owner, and as soon as he entered the yard, he heard a commotion.

He rushed in, taking two steps at a time.

Just then, I saw Cai's mother squatting on the ground picking up broken pieces of porcelain.

"Mom, I told you last time, don't force her to drink this junk stuff." Cai Youdela frowned.

"How can we not drink? Does she want to cut off the Cai family line?" Cai's mother's tears flowed even more fiercely. "Her cousin even knows to find someone to have a son."

Suppressing his anger, Cai Youde said, "We'll go to Xincheng Hospital for a checkup in a few days and get medical treatment using scientific methods. We'll both go and get checked together."

Upon hearing this, Cai's mother jumped up.

"She can pay for the checkup herself. Childbirth is a woman's business. You, a grown man, go to the hospital for that kind of checkup. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at to death if word gets out? If the hen doesn't lay eggs, what's it to do with the rooster?"

"It could be that there's something wrong with my seeds. If there's a problem, we'll fix it." Cai Youde didn't back down an inch.

"Pooh."

Enraged, Cai's mother pointed at Cai Youde's nose and cried, "Have you never seen a woman in your life? You've lost your soul after getting a wife, you don't even care about the honor of your ancestors. None of your brothers are like you."

"Don't do that, or your brother will be doomed if he follows your example."

Cai Youde stiffened his neck.

"My biggest dream in this life is to marry Song Yulu. I finally managed to marry her back then, but I didn't let her have a single good day. Instead, I made her suffer in our family for the past few years. This is non-negotiable."

Cai's mother was so angry that she trembled all over.

"I've been so good to her, and you still say I'm making her suffer. Fine, I'm not going to care anymore. You can have children if you want, or not if you don't. At worst, I'll have one of your brothers adopt a son to take care of you in your old age."

"I don't want to." Cai Youde said these three words and turned to push open the bedroom door.

The door was locked from the inside.

"Yulu, open the door, it's me." Cai Youde patted the door, his voice softening.

He leaned against the doorframe, feeling waves of regret.

These past few years, the couple has made their lives a mess because of the trouble of having a child, missing out on too many peaceful moments.

He recalled the night Song Yulu agreed to marry him. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. In the middle of the night, he wandered around the village aimlessly, squatting down to talk to every dog ​​he saw and talking for half the night about how wonderful Song Yulu was.

We chatted for several nights in a row.

In the end, whenever the village dogs saw him, they would tuck their tails between their legs and walk around him, afraid that he would catch them and have a heart-to-heart talk with them.

"Yulu, open the door. We're packing our things and heading to the new city tomorrow," Cai Youde continued knocking.

……

Koizumi Brigade.

After the document on distributing land to individual households was issued.

The village was in an uproar.

The evening before the land was divided.

Zhou Fang and his family of four unexpectedly returned to the village.

Anxi Yang was walking along the village road with her two children, attracting a lot of attention.

Zhou's mother was chatting with the old ladies in the village on the village road when she saw An Xiyang with her hands on her hips and scolded, "Shameless vixen, you've bewitched everyone, and you still have the nerve to come back to the village."

Anxi Yang ignored her completely.

She led her child straight home.

She hadn't actually stayed there for a single day; all she knew was that it was across the street from Song Xianglan's house.

Zhou Fang didn't have time to go home.

He had just entered the village when he heard people say that their homes had been burgled. It was Song Xianglan and Liu Yidao who bravely stepped in and beat the four thieves half to death with a carrying pole and a butcher's knife, and then the police took them all away.

Zhou Fang broke out in a cold sweat.

There are also antique gold bars that he smuggled from Yan Ergou buried under the house. If they were dug up, he wouldn't even have enough to live on.

He took off running towards Song Xianglan's house.

He rushed into the yard.

Song Xianglan was sitting in the courtyard feeding Fu Bao egg custard.

Zhou Fang leaned closer and gave him a wink, "Godmother, at home..."

Song Xianglan scraped the steamed egg custard from the edge of the bowl with a spoon. "Don't worry, nothing was stolen. They were planning to take your broken TV in the middle of the night, but I beat them up, and they didn't even have time to move a single hair."

Zhou Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging in her throat finally settled back into her stomach.

"Now that you're back, bring your wife and kids over for dinner tonight," Song Xianglan instructed.

Zhou Fang nodded repeatedly, thanked him, and quickly turned and ran back.

Anxi Yang was sweeping dust in the main room.

Zhou Fang snatched the broom: "I'll sweep, you go wipe the bed board."

The two of them silently began cleaning.

Da Bao and Er Bao helped with cleaning at home, but they quit after only half an hour.

He ran over to greet Song Xianglan, then led Fubao and Youbao to play under the big banyan tree at the east end of the village.

……

Early the next morning.

The drying ground in front of the brigade headquarters was packed with people.

The crowd was full of people.

Several people came from each household, all shouting and their neck veins bulging.

Everyone was burning with pent-up anger, hoping that if they could just get through today, they too would own land.

From now on, they can decide what to plant in the fields. After paying the required amount of grain tax, the rest will go into their own granaries, and they can also grow some cash crops to exchange for money.

Those who are bold and have money can even contract hilltops, wastelands, and fishponds.

The brigade headquarters cadres discussed it and decided to allocate the responsibility fields, private plots, and food ration fields today.

After these basic plots are allocated, we'll use the money in the afternoon to contract other plots.

The process of drawing lots took all morning.

Someone found a good plot of land and couldn't stop smiling.

Someone caught a piece of inferior land and immediately slapped his thigh and started shouting.

"This lottery is unfair! Why do all the good paddy fields go to other people?" a man shouted, his neck stiff. "My family mostly has sandy land."

The old Party Secretary slammed his pipe on the table and roared in his dry voice, "It's all in black and white, you made the decision yourself. Who are you trying to convince with your lamentations? If you don't want to plant, go back to the brigade. There are plenty of other people who want it."

The man shrank back and dared not utter a sound.

Song Xianglan shouted, "Grow peanuts, purple sweet potatoes, and sweet potatoes in the sandy soil, and sell asparagus. The profits will be higher than in paddy fields."

The morning passed.

The division between contracted farmland and farmland for subsistence farming has finally been clearly defined.

The captain, holding a megaphone, stood on the table and shouted:

"The villagers from each team went back for lunch. They will come back promptly at one o'clock in the afternoon to continue distributing their contracted fields."

The drying ground was full of men gathered together smoking, and the smell of smoke was so strong that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Song Xianglan coughed from the fumes, rubbing her red eyes as she squeezed through the crowd and shouted at Liu Chounu, who was still watching the spectacle:

"Ugly girl. Go home and have dinner before you come back to oversee the afternoon's work."

As soon as the two stepped out of the crowd, they bumped into Wang Zhihe, who was rushing over.

Wang Zhihe, covered in sweat, asked, "Godmother, has all the land been distributed?"

"The responsibility fields have been distributed; this afternoon we'll distribute the contracted fields and barren hills." Song Xianglan looked him up and down. "Distributing land in the countryside is a big deal. No matter how much work you have in the city, you have to come back and oversee it. What about Yu Kun and Rong Hua?"

"They're all back." Wang Zhihe pointed behind him.

Song Xianglan looked in the direction he pointed and saw Liu Yukun's mother and stepfather standing outside the crowd.

Liu Yukun's mother was pointing her finger at Liu Yukun's nose, spitting everywhere, while his stepfather stood by with his hands on his hips, chiming in.

Liu Yukun remained silent, his face grim, his fists clenched tightly.

Song Xianglan snorted coldly. These two bloodsucking leeches are usually nowhere to be seen, but they pop up as soon as it's time to divide up the land, probably to compete with Liu Yukun for that share of land.

"Go and invite Yu Kun over for dinner," Song Xianglan instructed before turning and leaving.