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

The villagers all rushed over to see what was going on.

The accountant also wanted to see it.

But he was guarding so much money, while the militiamen behind him craned their necks to look at the intersection.

The Party Secretary tossed away his cigarette butt. "Quickly put the money into the treasury. Arrange for a few more people to be on duty tonight, and send it to the commune first thing tomorrow morning after the accounts are settled."

Lin Yanni stood in the middle of the road at the intersection.

Three emaciated children stood nearby, wailing loudly.

Lin Dacheng's wife stood with her hands on her hips, spitting everywhere:

"You married into the city, living a comfortable life with government-subsidized grain rations, and you don't even think about your brothers suffering in this poor, remote village. Your mother-in-law even gives you sweet potatoes every year to help you. You heartless wretch! Now that you're back to claim your land, it should stay with your parents so we can cultivate it."

"Everyone, be the judge! What kind of married daughter comes back to steal her brother's land?"

Lin Yanni, her hair disheveled, yelled at the top of her lungs:

"I'm not coming back to claim the land, so it doesn't belong to you. The land is distributed by the village based on the number of people, so stop trying to make yourself look good."

Lin Dacheng's wife snorted coldly:

"Your mother dotes on her daughter and sent you to the city to enjoy a life of luxury. You don't even have a shred of gratitude."

Lin Yanni gritted her teeth:

"Your man used the dowry money from selling me to marry you. You're not as tall as a potato, but your waist is thicker than a potato. You have a round face and tiny eyes. You still managed to marry someone with all four limbs intact."

What kind of man did I marry? He has polio and can only do odd jobs on the street, pasting cardboard boxes.

Now that the educated youth have returned to the city, my husband can't even get a odd job. He's only been able to go to the city for five days in the past month, and that was only because the neighborhood committee took care of him.

She pointed at Lin Dacheng and Lin Ercheng, who were huddled at the back of the crowd, and her voice rose eight octaves.

"Lin Dacheng, Lin Ercheng. Whenever something happens, you always let your wives take the lead, while you two shrink back and hide in your shells like turtles."

My family of five is crammed into a dilapidated eight-square-meter house. My in-laws are forcing us to separate the family property. We can't even afford to cook. I even thought about hanging myself in the outhouse with my belt when I went to the toilet in the middle of the night.

"You're always saying I'm living a life of luxury, why don't you all go and enjoy yours? My mom gives me a bag of sweet potatoes every year, when have I ever come back empty-handed? Does everything I bring end up in the dog's stomach?"

The villagers couldn't stand it anymore.

"The Da Cheng family shouldn't go too far."

"What kind of happiness is it for such a beautiful girl like Jenny to marry a disabled person?"

"Back then, Yanni had a good relationship with that boy from the Wang family, but unfortunately the Wang family couldn't afford such a large dowry."

"That kid from the Wang family went to the quarry later."

Hearing the villagers' support, Lin Dacheng's wife became furious and reached out to push Lin Yanni.

"Stop playing the victim here. Your marriage to a cripple is your misfortune, it has nothing to do with me. You must leave the land here today."

Lin Yanni stubbornly refused to give in.

The two started pushing each other.

Lin Ercheng's wife also came over to take sides, and the two of them joined in grabbing Lin Yanni's bag.

Lin Yanni stumbled and fell straight backward.

With a bang.

Lin Yanni bumped heavily into Song Xianglan, who had just approached.

Song Xianglan was knocked back half a step, and used the force to hug Lin Yanni.

His temper flared up instantly.

She grabbed Lin Dacheng's wife by the collar and shoved her away forcefully.

Lin Dacheng's wife fell to the ground with a thud, landing on her backside with a scream of pain.

"Not satisfied with taking advantage of others, she went to the latrine to fight for food." Song Xianglan pointed at her condescendingly.

Lin Dacheng's wife rubbed her back and got up, her arrogance diminished.

"What business is it of yours what we do in our family affairs?"

"You pushed her and bumped into me," Song Xianglan said coldly.

"Then hit her!" Lin Dacheng's wife pointed at Lin Yanni.

Song Xianglan sneered, "You hit me with a stick, and I'm not going to hit you back? Why are you hitting me with the stick?"

She clutched her chest with her hand, her brow furrowing.

"Ouch, that bump hurts my chest. Pay up. Give me ten dollars, not a penny less."

When Lin Dacheng realized he was going to have to pay compensation, he quickly squeezed out of the crowd.

"Aunt Song, you're trying to scam me. I'm not someone to be trifled with. If you dare yell again, I'll slap you twice."

Song Xianglan stepped forward and raised her hand to slap him.

*Slap. Slap.*

Two resounding slaps landed on Lin Dacheng's face.

Song Xianglan raised her fist and punched him twice more.

"So what if I'm trying to scam you? If you hadn't hit me, would I have had the chance to do it?"

Lin Dacheng covered his face, not daring to utter a single word.

The entire Lin family has become mute.

Lin Yanni's mother wiped away tears, her face full of sorrow.

That's how she forced Lin Yanni to marry a disabled man in the city.

The Lin family accepted a high bride price to help their two bachelor sons get married.

Song Xianglan turned to face Lin's mother.

"Stop looking so pathetic. You're just like your son, pretending to be incredibly wronged to force your daughter to give in. If I threw you into the sea, even the seawater would smell like green tea."

After scolding Lin's mother.

Song Xianglan flicked her finger and poked Lin Yanni on the forehead.

"You're a spineless idiot. Your in-laws won't let you live, and your own family won't let you live either. Who are you crying to?"

If they won't let you live, then don't let everyone else live. Either everyone has land, houses, and money, or the whole family goes up the mountain and gets buried.

"To hold back only makes you angrier; to back down only makes things worse. A verbal fight can prolong your life; a physical fight can open up a whole new world."

"Your husband is like that, yet he doesn't get a bigger house than others in his family, and he doesn't have any money or job subsidies. You're making a scene with your husband and children."

"The farmland you were allocated according to population, and the wasteland you contracted yourself."

"If any member of your maternal family wants them, just send their whole family to the ancestral graves to have a word with your ancestors. Anyway, you're destined to be a bachelor, so taking them down to honor your ancestors isn't a bad idea."

Lin Yanni's eyes were bloodshot.

Her in-laws want to divide the family property and take the house money, and they won't even consider her family's job.

The wife's brother, sister-in-law, and younger brother wanted to take all the land for themselves.

Taking a step back means death.

Lin Yanni wiped away her tears, picked up her three children, and turned to walk towards the Lin family's old house.

"Let's go. Back to my parents' home." Lin Yanni gritted her teeth, her voice filled with ruthlessness. "There's no way out. If we're going to die, all of us with the surname Lin will die together."

Lin Dacheng's wife was terrified and rushed forward to stop him.

"Lin Yanni, you are not welcome in our family."

Lin Yanni shoved her away. "This is where I grew up. You want to sell me off and then use me as a blood donation bag? I'm going all out. Who's afraid of who?"

"If you want my land, I'll put rat poison in the water tank in the middle of the night. Nobody the hell will survive."

Lin's father spat and cursed, "It's all because of your good daughter, you old bastard. She takes her anger out on her parents. I'm going to beat her to death today."

Lin Yanni stiffened her neck and said fiercely:

"If you dare hit me, I'll kill your grandson."

Lin's mother followed behind, crying, "Yanni, I know you're suffering, and I'm suffering too. We're both in this situation, so just accept it."

"I refuse to accept my fate."

Lin Dacheng shouted, "Get out! We don't want your land, go back to your place!"

Lin Yanni pulled the child and strode away.

Of course, she wouldn't go back to her parents' home. When she divided and contracted out the land, she was particularly careful. The land was all located far away from her brothers' land.

Now she's gone back to her in-laws' house and made a scene.

After enduring it for so long, this is the first time I've felt that it's truly exhilarating to go all out and disregard my pride.

The road was deathly silent.

The villagers were all dumbfounded.

Chunxia's mouth was open, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

A major drama was resolved with just a few words from Song Xianglan.

After finishing her tirade, Song Xianglan felt the pent-up frustration in her chest dissipate completely.

She pouted.

I muttered to myself that I've really reached menopause.

Cursing is more effective than taking tonics.

A smile played on her lips as she turned and walked home, amidst the wary gazes of the villagers.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, the two brothers, Da Mu and Da Mu, were standing there.

Yang Damu held a crumpled piece of paper in his hand and handed it to Song Xianglan.

"Auntie, the money for buying the land is considered a loan. It's all written down here: how much will be deducted from our salaries each month, and when it will be paid off."

Song Xianglan took the note, glanced at it, folded it up, and put it in her pocket.

"I'll take the IOU. But there's one condition: you can't cut back on my meals to pay me back. Got it?"

"I heard you. We eat our fill at every meal in the workshop, and I've even gained weight." Yang Damu rolled up his sleeves and showed his arm. "Auntie, look, it's all real meat."

Song Xianglan slapped his hand away with a look of disgust.

"So skinny, like a skeleton, all the fat is in the gaps between your bones?"

She turned and called into the house, "Tingting, go to the kitchen and fill a big bowl with fried meatballs and vegetable balls for Damu to take back and share with Xiaoye and the others tonight."

Song Tingting went and filled a bowl with fried meatballs.

With reddened eyes, the Yang brothers, carrying the heavy bowls, happily returned to their workshop.

Song Xianglan carried a basin to the well to fetch water for washing.

Water splashed on my face.

She waved her hand dismissively: "Those old guys at the brigade headquarters stink like moldy dead pigs."

The smell made me feel nauseous.

No wonder everyone says men smell bad; this man, as he gets older, smoking, drinking, and farting become incredibly smelly.

Shen Huijun quickly found a tube of mosquito-repellent incense and lit it in the main room.

Then they moved the fan out and plugged it in.

Set it to the highest setting.

"Mom, sit in front of the fan and let it cool you down. People who don't like to be clean and sweat a lot in the summer really smell terrible."

Song Tingting carried the stainless steel pot into the house.

A whole pot of braised seafood and pork noodles.

Song Xianglan also loved to eat braised noodles.

I like to add some roasted pork and seafood to braised noodles. I ate two big bowls before putting down my chopsticks and letting out a satisfied burp.

She looked at Song Tingting: "Tingting, take a flashlight and go to Da Hua's house. Ask Liu Yidao to order five catties of pork belly and two large pig's trotters. Have him deliver them first thing tomorrow morning."

Song Tingting wiped the table with a rag.

"Mom, are we having a banquet tomorrow?"

"Invite Zhou Fang, Wang Zhihe, Huang Ronghua, and Liu Yukun's families over for a meal," Song Xianglan said, leaning back in her chair. "We've already leased the land and acquired the building plot. It's time to use this opportunity to get together and have a good meal."

Song Tingting responded and grabbed a flashlight before heading out.