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

After finishing her meal, Chunxia slammed the empty plate onto the table.

A crisp clang.

The corner of the plate is chipped.

She hadn't even eaten breakfast, her mind was completely focused on making up for it with this meal.

I ate a plate of braised pig's head with rice.

My stomach was barely empty, and my mouth was still churning with acid.

"Second Aunt, where's your kitchen?"

Chunxia glanced around the room. "We can't just serve this little bit of food to our guests for lunch."

I have low blood sugar. If I faint on the street after leaving your house, the neighbors will definitely say that my aunt and uncle are too stingy, not even providing a decent meal.

Qian Hong heard this.

Anger surged to my head.

She reached out and grabbed Chunxia's arm. "Get out of here! You're not welcome in our house."

Chunxia is currently on her period.

He was seething with anger inside.

She swung her arm sharply and flung Qian Hong against the wall.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Chunxia looked Qian Hong up and down, shaking her head repeatedly. "She's indulging in too much sex. A woman shouldn't push herself so hard and waste her kidney function."

Her steps were unsteady, her eyes were dark-rimmed, and her peach blossom eyes conveyed a mixture of desire and exhaustion; she was completely drained.

She pointed to Tang Xiaojun and Tang Xiaohu beside her.

"Whose wife is this? She's obviously not getting enough to eat at home, so she's out out hunting. Second cousin, how come you can't even feed your wife properly? This is terrible."

"What men fear most is not being able to feed their wives and having to be fed by someone else."

Song Xiangmei felt a chill run down her spine.

What kind of rabid and insolent words are these?

In the stairwell outside the door, the old woman carrying a winnowing basket listened with her blood boiling.

She felt that after eating this big melon, she could carry a 200-pound sack and run two laps around the courtyard.

She quickly waved and pulled over an elderly woman from next door who had difficulty walking.

The two people were pressed against the door frame.

If Grandma hears the gossip and her back doesn't ache and her legs feel nimble, then that's a great act of merit.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

The old lady lowered her voice and winked, "Didn't you hear? That Tang Xiaojun isn't a complete man at all."

The hospital examination revealed that, like an ancient eunuch, his manhood was gone.

The old woman suddenly shivered and widened her old eyes.

"Is it that exciting? I thought Tang Xiaojun was quite normal when he was a child. He grew in all the right places."

Peanuts are also an accessory.

Tang Xiaojun's face turned purplish-red, and the veins on his neck bulged.

He yelled at Song Xiangmei:

"Auntie, you're just here to bully my mom, aren't you? What kind of terrible daughter-in-law did you marry, coming to my house to cause trouble?"

Chunxia pointed her finger at Tang Xiaojun's nose.

"Oh dear, you're getting impatient. Your wife has the body of Zhang Fei but the seductive air of a fox. You can't see the darkness in front of your own door, what does that have to do with me?"

"You are conservative in behavior but open-minded in thought, while your wife is conservative in thought but open-minded in behavior."

She made the mistake that every woman in the world wants to make: she didn't even need you to sow the seeds, and you got a big, healthy son for free.

"I was praising you for having a heart as broad as the Pacific Ocean, and you dare to yell at me? Believe me or not, I'll go back and tell my man to break your legs."

Chunxia reached into her cloth bag and pulled out a handful of lush green foxtail grass.

"Here, catch."

She shoved the grass into Tang Xiaojun's arms, saying, "I know this is like the grass on your head, evergreen and never withering. I specially picked some foxtail grass at the village entrance as a gift for you."

Tang Xiaojun held the bunch of wild grass in his hand. "Auntie, open your eyes and look at this thing your family has brought. There are so many good women to marry, why do you have to go after Xiaoquan Brigade?"

"What good people could come from the same village as my third aunt? They're all troublemakers. Each one more ruthless than the last."

Chunxia: "Stirring up shit with a long stick, whoever gets poked will die."

Song Xiangmei stiffened her neck and forced out an awkward smile.

His smile contained three parts elation, three parts absurdity, and four parts the helplessness of someone who dared not laugh out loud under someone else's roof.

Xiao Chuan finally managed to get married, so she had to go along with Chunxia no matter what.

"Xiaojun, you're right."

Song Xiangmei said dryly, "If you can't even control your own wife, how can I possibly control my daughter-in-law?"

Besides, my Chunxia is very conservative in her thinking and behavior. She's just young and inexperienced, and doesn't understand the social customs and hypocrisy of the city.

She's a kind-hearted girl, she speaks honestly and never lies.

With her mother-in-law's encouragement, Chunxia's fighting spirit was once again at its peak.

She stared directly at Tang Xiaojun, continuing to stab him in the heart.

"Your wife may not have used her physical strength on you, but she's given you all her love. They say love is wherever you are. She may not have given you her body, but she's been spending your salary like crazy."

Chunxia chose to target Qian Hong instead of causing trouble for Zhao Xiao'ou.

That day, she bribed several children in the Tang family with a handful of candy, and learned that Qian Hong was always trying to sow discord between Song Xianghe and her family.

She likes to reciprocate gifts.

Qian Hong was furious.

He cursed loudly, "You country bumpkin, if you dare to gossip about me again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"I didn't make fun of you."

Chunxia put her hands on her hips and raised her voice loudly to make sure people outside could hear her.

"My third aunt saw it with her own eyes."

Hearing is believing.

Hearing and seeing are the best forms of truth.

Thirteenth grade, second semester.

It's 13 o'clock and it's already 13 seconds.

"Useless snack."

Qian Hong's vision went black.

I almost fell over.

While everyone in the room was stunned,

Chunxia slipped away quickly and disappeared into the kitchen.

Click.

She locked the door from the inside.

Song Xianghe realized what was happening and rushed over, kicking the door hard. "Get out here! You bandit! You robber! Song Xiangmei, call your daughter-in-law out right now!"

"Get out of here."

Song Xiangmei spread her hands and looked up at the roof.

"No one listens to me, and even if they do, they don't do anything about it."

In the kitchen.

Chunxia opened the cupboard door, and there were about ten eggs in a large bowl.

She picked up the stove hook, poked the stove, placed the iron pot on it, and poured in half a bowl of soybean oil.

With a crackling sound, she smashed more than ten eggs into the pot.

He also grabbed a handful of white sugar and sprinkled it in.

She was frying eggs inside, calling out to people outside the door.

"Second Aunt, don't bother kicking the door. It's not my door if you break it anyway."

If you keep making such a loud noise, you might scare me. If my hand shakes, all the dishes and utensils in this cupboard will shatter into pieces.

Song Xianghe was so angry she jumped up and down.

"This is outrageous! Bandits have invaded the village! I'm going to call the police. Arrest you bunch of thugs and robbers, and send you to jail!"

Chunxia shouted through the door:

"When the police come, they'll just say it was a little quarrel between relatives, and then they'll criticize you elders for being too petty."

At worst, we can call all the leaders from your family's workplaces to participate in the mediation.

I'm a farmer who grows crops. When farmers are hungry, they want to eat. If a new bride comes to my dear aunt's house and eats a few eggs, outsiders won't say I'm inconsiderate; they'll just say I'm stingy.

"I have nothing to lose, I'm young and naive, who am I afraid of? I don't have any boss to manage me, let's see if you can afford to lose face."

In a word.

They had Song Xianghe's Achilles' heel.

Song Xianghe choked, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

She's used to showing off and being domineering when she goes back to her parents' home.

She was the one who bullied others; she had always been at a disadvantage in front of Song Xianglan.

Who would have thought that today my nephew's wife would lock me in the door and let her sit on my head and defecate on me?

She hated Song Xiangmei to death.

The older sister appears honest and kind on the outside, but secretly harbors a lot of wicked intentions.

She was harboring a lot of evil intentions, waiting for her son to marry so she could help her do bad things.

"Big sister, you did this on purpose today, didn't you? You're jealous that I've taken your things all these years, so you deliberately brought this crazy woman here to stab me in the heart."

"If you think I'm the older sister and you're unwilling to give me anything, just say so. Why come to my house and cause this?"

She then looked at Tang Xiaohu and his brother, "We'll beat her to death later."

Chunxia said, "My maternal uncles, cousins, and brothers from the same branch of the family number at least seventy or eighty, if not a hundred. Are you sure you want to hit me?"

Tang Xiaohu: ...

Tang Xiaojun: ...

Song Xiangmei was fully engaged.

She rolled her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and started uttering words.

"I don't know... Oh dear, I'm so dizzy. I have high blood pressure, high blood sugar, high cholesterol, high uric acid, a bad heart, and brain nerve damage. Oh dear, I came to the city today to see a doctor..."

"I came to your house just for a meal. I don't know anything about it."

She memorized all the names of illnesses that Song Xianglan usually used when she cursed.

These words are strange and hard to remember normally, but they come out naturally in crucial moments.

Song Xiangmei clutched her chest and gasped for breath.

He was on the verge of fainting.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaogou quickly stepped forward and grabbed Song Xianghe's arm.

"Mom, please don't mess with Auntie. If she really has a seizure in our house and something bad happens to her, Auntie and that crazy daughter-in-law of Auntie will definitely tear this place down."

Zhao Xiaogou's mouth was full of bitterness.

She's kicking herself now; why didn't she stand up for herself and separate from the family back then?

I'd rather rent a run-down bungalow than live under the same roof as these people.

The elderly can give their house to whomever they want.

The water in this house is too murky; she really can't handle it anymore.

They didn't dare open the door, knowing that countless people outside were eavesdropping on their family's affairs.