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

Chen Xiuqin recalled the villagers' words, telling her to apologize.

I silently recited two sentences in my mind: "A good woman doesn't argue with an old woman."

"Mom, I'm sorry, I don't want Tingting to marry Huang Tuomao. But I have to listen to Jianjun." She pushed all the problems onto Yang Jianjun.

Song Xianglan spat out a contemptuous remark:

"You made Jianjun take the blame in front of my mother."

"Pooh."

He spat in her face.

Chen Xiuqin wiped her face, forcing a fawning smile:

"Mom is right. We listen to Father-in-law."

Yang Dashan, inside the house: "..."

"Chen Xiuqin. Say that again, you son of a bitch..."

Chen Xiuqin was startled.

"Grandpa Dazhuang, you scared me to death! I wasn't wrong, it's all because you listened to that woman Zhang Yujuan. Who knows what bad things you two did together?"

Chen Xiuqin was unaware that Yang Jianjun was born to Zhang Yujuan.

He betrayed Yang Dashan.

Chen Xiuqin thought Song Xianglan would pull her into the house and let her taste the saltiness of the dishes on the table first.

Unexpectedly, Song Xianglan mocked:

"Tingting, Huijun, don't be opportunists in the future."

"Mom, don't worry, I'm not a fence-sitter."

Shen Huijun also chimed in:

"I only listen to my mother in everything."

Chen Xiuqin: "..."

"Mom. We haven't separated our households; all the money we earn goes to the family. We've both been beaten and need to see a doctor for medicine. You have to give us some money so we can eat something good."

"Have you paid?"

"I paid it."

Song Xianglan spread her hands, "What I gave you last time was money you owed me. Your work points are still with the brigade; you haven't received any grain or money. How can I feed you well?"

"I told you, you need to work hard to earn work points."

After saying that, Song Xianglan closed her eyes.

Chen Xiuqin: "..."

I should have known better than to split up the family.

After braising the pork, Song Tingting and Shen Huijun brought the food to the banyan tree.

The banyan tree is very big.

Half of the tree canopy is in the Lin family's yard, and the other half is in the Yang family's yard.

The ugly woman clung to the wall.

They were practically drooling with envy. "Lanlan, your good days have come."

Song Xianglan added a piece of braised pork, saying, "Don't say I'm not good to you. Let you taste Tingting's cooking."

Leave the ugly woman's mouth open.

He caught the braised pork with precision. "Hmm. I didn't even get a taste before it was gone. Can I have another piece?"

Here's another one for you.

Song Xianglan took a bowl and put two pieces of braised pork, two pieces of spare ribs, and a few pieces of pig liver in it.

I served some rice.

"Make me some meat broth." Liu Chounu knew that Song Xianglan meant it for her.

"OK."

Song Xianglan served the ugly girl to Liu.

She remained clinging to the wall, not even glancing at Old Lin behind her who was pretending to cough.

They ate the meat in big mouthfuls.

"It smells so good."

As neighbors, their relationship can be described as a love-hate one.

They bicker from time to time.

They exchanged a few words, one for the other.

When problems arise, they will lend each other a hand.

Old Lin was still coughing in the back, his old face a dark red. The ugly woman, however, pretended not to hear and ate with great relish.

He only handed the bowl to Song Xianglan after he finished eating.

"Here's another bowl of soup for you. It's tiger tail soup with pork bones."

"I'm living a good life now."

The ugly woman, with half her body sticking out, simply climbed over the wall and sat down in Song Xianglan's chair.

Song Xianglan served the soup.

They gave her another sweet potato, saying, "Sit down and eat with us."

The ugly woman was left drinking soup, but she stopped eating meat.

Dazhuang and Erzhuang were covered in mud, looking like mud monkeys. They ran over, trying to snatch a piece of meat, but Song Xianglan chased them away with a stick.

"Get out. Go find your mother."

"Grandma, you've changed." Erzhuang glared at her fiercely. "I won't take care of you in your old age anymore."

"Pah. I don't need you to support me in my old age."

Song Xianglan's bowl contained white rice, topped with translucent pork belly glistening with the red of syrup.

Take a bite, and the oil bursts with flavor in your mouth.

She ate another piece of salt and pepper pork ribs.

"It's so delicious."

Yang Dashan swallowed hard, then grabbed a bowl in a fit of anger. "If you don't feed me, I'm going to report you to the brigade headquarters."

Song Xianglan thought for a moment.

Yang Dashan still needs to be fed, unless the two get divorced.

but now……

She gave Yang Dashan a little bit of rice, just a tiny bit at the bottom of the bowl.

They gave me a sweet potato.

He scooped out some ginger, scallion, and razor clam broth, and then piled a large mouthful of water spinach into his bowl.

"You do nothing but eat so much. You're always carrying a book, and you haven't brought back a single penny."

"for you."

Yang Dashan stared in disbelief. "This is what I'm supposed to eat?"

"Fine, don't eat it then. Give it to me."

Yang Dashan didn't give it to Song Xianglan, but instead glanced at Song Tingting.

"Tingting."

Song Tingting buried herself in her rice.

Eating large chunks of pig liver.

Shen Huijun wasn't even giving him a glance.

Song Xianglan then picked up some braised pork for Liu Chounu, saying, "There's still some crispy rice left in the pot, want to eat some?"

"I've eaten enough today. Eating any more would be inappropriate."

"Eat."

Song Xianglan tore off a piece of crispy rice and handed it to her.

The two of them munched on the crisp rice crust with a satisfying crunch.

Yang Jianjun was in tears. "Mom, do you still remember your beloved eldest son?"

"I don't remember."

Song Xianglan answered every question.

Yang Jianjun couldn't get any food at all.

The first thing they asked was to have his lazy wife cook.

Chen Huiqin had no choice but to go back to her room to cook.

Sweet potato porridge.

Add sea snails boiled in salt water without oil.

Song Xianglan and the others were quite full, but there was still half a plate of braised pork left on the table. Song Tingting and Shen Huijun went to wash the dishes.

The ugly girl went to her private plot and picked a few tomatoes.

Wash it clean and bring it over.

"Want to go pick bayberries on my hill this afternoon?"

Song Xianglan shook her head.

"The children won't let me go out, and I can't slaughter pigs for the next few days."

The ugly woman envied Song Xianglan for having a job.

"Lan, you really won't give Yang Dashan any meat? You used to always give them the best things."

"I was blinded by greed before."

Song Xianglan took a bite of the tomato; the sandy flesh of the tomato was especially fragrant.

"It tastes even better with a sprinkle of white sugar."

Liu Chou-nv rolled her eyes. "Where would you find that much sugar?"

Someone was running towards us from the roadside, crying all the way.

Lin Gang's wife shouted:

"Mom. My eldest sister came back crying. She must have had a fight with her husband."

The ugly woman cursed and quickly ran back.

……

After finishing their meal, Yang Dashan and the others went to work.

Because of the beating, Song Tingting took a few days off from school and stayed home to review her lessons.

She and Shen Huijun quietly entered Song Xianglan's room.

Song Xianglan leaned against the bed, pretending to doze off.

"mom."

Song Tingting placed a wallet made of scraps of cloth into Song Xianglan's hand. "This is the money I've earned these past few days."

Song Xianglan opened it and took a look.

He gasped in surprise.

"Are you promoting someone else's products again?"

Song Tingting nodded. "Okay. I'll be careful. Live-streaming sales can be really profitable, although the risks are high, the returns are also high."

Song Tingting's eyes were filled with nothing but a desire for money.

Will it interfere with my studies?

She shook her head vigorously. For Song Tingting, making money through live-streaming sales was important, but studying was even more important.

"Mom, I'm sure I'll be number one in my grade."

Shen Huijun also said that she would tutor Song Tingting, just as a review.

She also gave the money she earned that day to Song Xianglan.

Song Xianglan refused Shen Huijun's money and placed it in her hand. "The money you and Xiang Dong earn together belongs to you two."

Song Tingting accepted the money.

But he also gave her twenty yuan, saying, "Go to the city and buy some books, and maybe some clothes while you're at it."

Song Tingting's eyes sparkled.

"Can I go to the city?"

"Um."

"Mom, why don't you come to the city too? The three of us can take a picture together," Shen Huijun suggested. "I also want to take you guys out for a nice meal. Xiangdong said he hasn't taken you out for a proper meal in the south of the city yet."

Song Xianglan smiled.

She closed her eyes. "I'm going to take a nap."

Song Tingting and the other person went out and closed the door behind them.

The two went back to their room to study.

The Lin family next door.

Old Lin and Lin Gang went to work.

Only the ugly girl and her granddaughter were left at home. She looked at her daughter, Lin Fang, who was crying uncontrollably. "Did he hit you again?"