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

Yang Dashan clutched his stomach, his face pale.

"Song the pig-slaughterer. What sins have I, Yang Dashan, committed in my life to marry a scoundrel like you?"

He winked at Yang Jianjun, signaling him to step forward and stop those shrewish women from beating Zhang Yujuan.

Forget it.

A fickle person who changes his mind easily.

Yang Jianjun knows how to assess the situation.

She instantly forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Mom, if you're going to criticize Dad, his ancestors' graves must be burning with good fortune for marrying you."

Over there, Zhang Yujuan was being beaten up by Shen Huijun and Song Tingting.

Meanwhile, Yang Dashan was beaten up by Song Xianglan.

At last.

Song Xianglan kicked the two men into the sea with one foot each.

The seawater is shallow.

Even when the tide recedes, the mangroves will block the view, so it won't be a problem.

Zhang Yujuan was wearing a white shirt and blue cargo pants. Her soaked clothes were extremely see-through, revealing her tank top underneath.

Old Lin and a few other old guys wanted to jump in.

The ugly girl found a pebble for the first time.

They smashed Old Lin's head.

Old Lin: "..."

"You've gone too far!" What woman would dare to hit a man?

The ugly woman was so frightened by his glare that she closed her eyes and yelled:

"I'll defy fate. At worst, we'll separate and live our own lives, and see which son wants."

She yelled.

Old Lin fell silent.

He doesn't do any housework; his clothes need to be washed and his wife needs to cook.

If we really split up, who will do the laundry and cook?

Everyone else was standing on the shore.

"Zhang Yujuan. The water is shallow, come up quickly."

Zhang Yujuan stepped on a crab, and the crab's claw pricked her.

She was so frightened that she scrambled to her feet.

Despite his disheveled appearance, Yang Dashan pulled her into his arms.

It's all wet.

Both of their faces were swollen.

Song Xianglan squatted on a rock by the shore, clicking her tongue in disapproval at Yang Dashan's lecherous gaze.

"Yang Dashan, have you touched me enough?"

Zhang Yujuan blushed and pushed Yang Dashan away.

She tried to come up but was stopped by Song Xianglan. "Zhang Yujuan, you have caused my Tingting and me a lot of harm. You need to pay compensation for emotional distress."

"What loss?"

"I won't ask for more than fifty yuan as compensation for emotional distress."

Zhang Yujuan almost fainted in the mangrove forest.

"Go rob a bank."

Song Xianglan: "You've given me a chance to rob you."

Yang Dashan: "Song the pig butcher. Don't go too far."

"I'll beat you to death."

"Come up." Song Xianglan went down, picked up Zhang Yujuan, and carried her towards her home.

"Song, you bastard. You went way too far."

Song Xianglan gave a sinister smile. "Ugly girl. Your old man Lin is no less cunning than Yang Dashan."

The ugly woman took a breath.

He walked home dejectedly.

When Song Xianglan arrived at Zhang Yujuan's house, she threw her onto the floor of the main room.

Meixiang heard the noise and opened the door.

"mom."

"Aunt Song, what's wrong...?"

"Your mother-in-law owes me money, it's none of your business." Song Xianglan said, giving Shen Huijun a look.

Shen Huijun and Song Tingting blocked Mei Fang's way.

Zhang Yujuan cursed a few times.

"If you don't give me money, then you can just stay here all wet and covered up."

Zhang Yujuan gritted her teeth, "I'll report you to the police and say you're extorting money."

"Report it. See if you get sent to a labor camp." Song Xianglan squatted down in front of Zhang Yujuan, pinching her ear with one hand and smiling slightly: "If you don't want anyone to know, don't do it in the first place."

Zhang Yujuan was terrified.

Could it be... that she found out?

No, that's not right. Even Jianjun didn't know about this.

She concealed the horror in her heart.

warble:

"Here's ten yuan."

"sixty."

"you……"

Song Xianglan: "If you keep haggling, I'll raise the price."

Zhang Yujuan gritted her teeth, went to her room, grabbed five ten-yuan bills, and angrily handed them over.

"for you."

Song Xianglan took fifty yuan, a smile playing on her lips.

I'm really looking forward to the days to come...

She called Shen Huijun and Song Tingting home.

We arrived outside the door.

Song Xianglan told Liu Dahua and the others that she would go to the street tomorrow to buy candy for everyone.

Liu Dahua and the others were very happy.

"Old Song, could you get a few bones without any meat from the slaughterhouse, one for each of us?"

"OK."

Song Xianglan agreed.

Yang Dashan was brought over by Huang Tumao, and his face darkened when he saw the large sum of money in Song Xianglan's hand.

"Did you ask Yujuan for money?"

"none of your business."

"Why weren't you arrogant when my mother was alive?"

"We'll dig up the grave tomorrow." Song Xianglan rolled her eyes and spat out a curse.

Yang Dashan was so frightened that he dared not utter a sound.

Song Xianglan returned home.

Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang were squatting in the yard, trembling when they saw her come in.

Song Xianglan scoffed disdainfully:

"You good-for-nothing."

The two little ones were so frightened that they ran out along the corner of the wall.

Shen Huijun noticed that Song Xianglan was acting strangely. "Mom, let's go to the commune's health center."

"No need. Just call the brigade's barefoot doctor."

Song Xianglan took out her key and opened the door to the room.

Open the windows for ventilation before going in.

Song Tingting took out the bedding from the camphor wood chest and spread it on the bed.

Song Xianglan changed her clothes first.

The wound on my arm is showing signs of infection. I haven't rested for the past few days, and the wound, which was almost healed, has become worse.

Shen Huijun shed large tears of heartache.

"Mom's wound has become infected."

Song Tingting hurriedly ran out to find the barefoot doctor.

The barefoot doctor was a female educated youth from Haishi. She said that before going to the countryside, she had studied at a health school for two years and then studied acupuncture for a year.

Song Tingting had always had a good relationship with this group of female educated youth.

She often went to the slaughterhouse to play.

Sometimes they would ask Liu Yidao for pork bones without meat to give to the female educated youth to make soup.

The barefoot doctor, carrying his medicine kit, ran over with Song Tingting.

They also asked along the way:

"Your biased mother came back and stopped you from getting married and from going to school?"

"My mom has changed; she's not the same as before."

Cong Ying was very happy for her.

"Tingting, you must remember that the only way for women in rural areas to change their lives is through education."

"Yes. My mom said the same thing."

The two entered the courtyard.

Song Tingting came in excitedly, "Mom, Sister Congying is here."

Previously, Song Xianglan disliked her daughter associating with those female educated youths, believing they would corrupt Song Tingting.

Things are different now.

"Cong Ying".

Cong Ying hummed in agreement, "Aunt Song."

She unwrapped the yellowed gauze from Song Xianglan's arm. "It's infected. It might hurt a bit."

"I can endure it."

Cong Ying cleaned the pus-filled parts of Song Xianglan's wound, then washed the wound and applied medicine.

Song Xianglan couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pain.

He clenched his teeth tightly.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Shen Huijun took a towel and wiped the sweat from Song Xianglan's forehead, while putting her arm around Song Xianglan's shoulder.

"Mom, bite me if it hurts."

Song Xianglan smiled.

"I'm in so much pain, and you're still making me laugh."

Cong Ying unconsciously slowed down, and only breathed a sigh of relief after she finished bandaging her.

"Auntie, I'll come every day to change your dressing."

She also took a paper package from the medicine box.

"There are two anti-inflammatory pills inside. Take one first."

"Thanks."

Song Tingting poured water and gave Song Xianglan her medicine.

She took the medicine and lay down to sleep.

Shen Huijun brought in the things she had brought back from the south city, opened the bundle and took out the candies and other snacks.

Cong Ying spotted a set of high school textbooks.

"High school textbooks?"

"This is my sister-in-law," Song Tingting introduced happily, and then introduced her to Shen Huijun as her good friend.

Shen Huijun nodded.

Cong Ying carefully flipped through her high school textbooks.

"Can I copy it back and look at it?" she asked Cong Ying hopefully.

"able."

"Thank you." Cong Ying took the textbook and went to Song Tingting's room.

She first applied medicine to Song Tingting's face.

He was still cursing Chen Xiuqin, saying that women should bully other women, and then said, "Tingting, it's so good to have a mother who protects you."