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

Lin Fang cried uncontrollably.

Roll up your sleeves and lift your clothes.

It's for the ugly woman to see.

"He would hit her after drinking, and then apologize afterward." Lin Fang's husband was from the neighboring commune, and he had several brothers.

The man was a fisherman.

My mother-in-law is a gossip; she keeps saying that the man is a fisherman who's been out at sea for days.

They said Lin Fang was restless at home and always talking to the men in the village.

Lin Fang's husband is a blindly filial son.

He listened to his mother's words and kept a close eye on Lin Fang. He would even punch her if he saw her look at a man.

Why did I hit you again today?

Lin Fang wiped her face with her sleeve, her lifeless eyes losing their luster. "Today he asked me to hang the fishing nets on the line, and I was a little dizzy at the time, so I slipped and stepped over the nets."

The ugly woman was startled.

"this……"

Fishermen in Qingyang say that women should not cross the fishing nets.

Lin Fang leaned weakly against the mattress in her mother's room. "Mom, why do you think women get married?"

"That's how we women have lived, generation after generation."

The ugly woman doesn't understand those principles.

"Kid, just bear with it. It'll pass. He'll get older and won't be able to hit you anymore."

She sighed:

"You're unlucky. Not as lucky as your second sister. Her husband is a farmer, a bit poor, but he doesn't beat people."

Lin Fang gritted her teeth:

Why am I so unlucky?

After she finished speaking, she lay down on the bed and began to sob.

I dare not cry loudly.

The sobs stuck in her throat, causing her heart to ache.

When the ugly woman heard her daughter crying, she went out with a worried look on her face.

I took two eggs to the kitchen.

If it were anything else, I could talk to my son-in-law about it, but my daughter shouldn't have crossed the fishing net in the first place. She angered the Dragon King of the sea.

She went to the kitchen to start a fire.

I fried the eggs and poured water into the pan.

I went to the field and picked some scallions and a few vegetable leaves.

All Liu Chou Nu could do was make a bowl of egg and rice noodle soup for her daughter and bring it to her room for Lin Fang, who was crying terribly, to eat.

"Let's go back after we finish eating."

I don't want my son-in-law to get angry if I don't go back for even a day.

Lin Fang nodded.

After eating the rice noodle soup, he took out fifty cents from his pocket. "Mom. I don't usually have any money. I saved this up from going to the beach."

She put the money in the ugly woman's pocket.

The ugly woman's eyes welled up with tears.

She returned the money to Lin Fang, saying, "Keep it. Look how thin you are, just skin and bones. Mom knows you've been suffering from dizziness ever since you had the baby."

What mother wouldn't love her daughter dearly?

Liu Chounv felt sorry for Lin Fang, but she herself didn't know what to do.

When the old man and his son heard that Lin Fang had returned, they went to work without asking her a single question.

Lin Fang still put the 50 cents under her pillow.

He got up and left the house.

I passed by the gate of Song Xianglan's house and glanced inside.

Song Xianglan just came out.

"Lin Fang".

"Auntie." Lin Fang was very thin and looked to be forty years old.

"Come in and have a seat."

Not long after recalling her past life as Lin Fang, Song Xianglan jumped into the sea and committed suicide. When her body was discovered a month later, it had already decomposed.

The only way to identify him is by the red braided rope on his wrist.

"it is good."

Lin Fang came in, leaning against the wall.

Song Xianglan called her to sit in the kitchen, and she went to the stove to add some firewood.

"What is Auntie cooking?"

"Simmer red beans, red dates, dried longan, and brown sugar together to make a sweet soup." Song Xianglan grabbed a handful of dried longan and stuffed it into her hand. "Have some dried longan. I dry dozens of kilograms every year, and I peel and pickle the rest that I can't finish."

Lin Fang sniffed.

He hadn't even opened his mouth to speak yet.

Song Tingting rushed over like a whirlwind.

She was practically embracing Song Xianglan, her head resting on her shoulder.

"Mom, can I go pick bayberries with my sister-in-law?"

"Go."

Song Xianglan patted Song Tingting's hand, "How old are you? Still so immature. Your sister Fang is right here."

Song Tingting then noticed Lin Fang.

He greeted her cheerfully, but noticed that Lin Fang's smile seemed forced.

"Fang-jie, did he hit you again?"

Everyone knows that Lin Fang was beaten.

Lin Fang gave a bitter smile. "My mom said it'll be fine once he can't fight anymore. Women aren't born to make their own decisions."

Song Tingting retorted:

"Women can hold up half the day."

Lin Fang smiled bitterly:

"Women holding up half the sky" and "being half the sky" are not the same thing.

She started crying again as she spoke.

Her desperate gaze peered through the kitchen door at the roof of her mother's house next door, where she used to walk back and forth on the wall, clinging to the banyan tree as she climbed.

That longan tree was her favorite place to be.

Climb up the tree and sit on it to eat longan.

They only came down after they were full.

The mango tree behind them is used to make cold dishes with shredded green mangoes. Ripe mangoes are their favorite.

Song Xianglan lifted the pot lid.

The steam from the pot obscured her face as she stirred it with a spoon for a while.

The pot lid had just been put on.

Pull the firewood out of the stove.

Place it in the ashes.

Only after doing all this did he sit down on the small stool in front of Lin Fang.

"Lin Fang. A woman's fate is not in the hands of others. When a person is not even afraid of death, they should not only think about dying."

Lin Fang's mind raced.

She had indeed thought about dying, and her reason for coming back this time was to see her mother.

"But...can we just endure it?"

It was too tough.

Song Xianglan shook her head and only talked about what had recently happened in her family.

Of course, she only said that she didn't want to tolerate it anymore.

They started beating up Yang Dashan.

Beat up Yang Jianjun and Chen Xiuqin.

Lin Fang's expression changed upon hearing this; a wave of empathetic joy washed over her.

"Auntie, I'm so envious of you."

You can do it too.

"I'm not strong."

"Even a croton seed wouldn't have the strength to pull someone up. Even tigers have their moments of weakness, let alone a living person." Song Xianglan seemed to say nothing.

It seems like they've said everything.

Lin Fang looked at her thoughtfully.

Suddenly, she smiled.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Liu Chounv was feeling bad, so she came over to talk to Song Xianglan.

Upon entering, I found Lin Fang sitting here.

stunned.

"You didn't go back?"

"Come and talk to your aunt." Lin Fang also felt sorry for her mother. All her uncles had impressive names, but her mother had an ugly woman's name.

"It's better to go back later. I can take a few eggs back for the kids."

"No need. We have fish at home, but I was in a rush today and didn't bring any for you. I'll definitely remember next time."

Lin Fang smiled.

Song Xianglan got up and ladled out a bowl of red bean soup.

A huge bowl full.

"Lin Fang, try it for your aunt."

She took a spoon, put it in a bowl, and handed it to Lin Fang.

"Thank you, Auntie."

The ugly girl's eyes welled up with tears; the eldest daughter was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her over.

He turned away and wiped his eyes.

Turning back with a smile, she watched Lin Fang devour the red bean soup. "Your Aunt Song's cooking is superb; she's generous with oil and sugar. Isn't the red bean soup sweet?"

"sweet."

Lin Fang ate it all up.

After finishing her meal, Xiaoxiao went to wash the bowls.

"Auntie, I'm going back."

"Lin Fang, the dried mackerel you have there is delicious. We don't have as many fishermen here as you do. Next time you come, bring me some." Song Xianglan was afraid that Lin Fang would do something foolish.

This child keeps his promises.

"it is good."

Lin Fang left.

Liu Chounu and Song Xianglan stood at the courtyard gate, watching Lin Fang go back.

Until they could no longer see anyone.

The ugly woman wiped away her tears forcefully and cursed:

"It's all my fault, this old hag! What kind of family did I marry into?"

"Let Lin Gang and a few others go and cause a ruckus."

The ugly woman kept her lips tightly pressed together.

She sighed softly, her heart heavy with unspoken sorrow.

"I'm going to pick some bayberries to pickle. Are you coming?"

Song Xianglan pointed to her injured arm.

"I'm not going."

"Oh, thank you. My daughter Fang hasn't had candy in ages."

"Ugly girl. If you want to fight or curse, come to me. I charge very little. It'll only cost a penny or two." Song Xianglan still encouraged the ugly girl to be bold and do something for her daughter.

She didn't say anything.

I quietly went home and grabbed a basket.

A sickle was tied to the bamboo.

He closed the courtyard gate and left.

Song Xianglan feeds the chickens and ducks at home and takes in the clothes that have been drying.

The simmered red bean soup was placed in a stainless steel pot and taken to my room.

All of this has been done.

She locked the door.

Let's take a stroll around the village.

……

Without Song Xianglan's help, Yang Dashan was basically scolded every time he did work.

The woman who worked with him in the production team had already turned pale and stood up to look at Yang Dashan.

"Uncle Dashan, the busy farming season will start in a few days."