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

Song Xianglan groped in the dark and pulled out a pig-slaughtering knife from under her pillow, then tucked it into her lower back.

He turned around and picked up a hardwood carrying pole from behind the door.

Song Tingting groped her way around the house in the dark, and finally found a hay rake in the storage room in the stairwell and grabbed it in her hand.

The mother and daughter quietly slipped out through the side gate and made their way to the mango tree in front of the courtyard gate.

in the dark.

A dark figure had already climbed onto the top of the courtyard wall. The person originally wanted to climb the wall next to it, but even with someone supporting them below, they still couldn't get up; not only was it high, but there were also shards of broken glass on top.

I had no choice but to climb over the gate.

He crouched on the wall, peered around for a moment, and then jumped.

"what……"

A bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, pierced the night sky.

The person landed directly on the overturned chair leg, and then tumbled into a pile of small stones.

The people outside the courtyard gate grew anxious.

"What happened? Third brother?"

The thief in the yard clutched his leg, wincing in pain.

"Damn it, who's so rude as to leave a bench behind the door? It's all broken stones."

Song Tingting leaped forward, jumped onto the man's back, and tightly covered his mouth. She kneed him in the back and then unleashed a barrage of punches to his head.

Song Xianglan pulled open the door latch.

The courtyard gate was wide open.

Several people were standing outside the door, all holding crowbars and sacks.

While he was still in a daze.

Song Xianglan swung the carrying pole and smashed it down on the head of the person in front of her.

"Bang! Bang!"

A sudden, sharp blow to the flesh.

The man didn't even utter a sound before being knocked to the ground.

Song Tingting let go of her hand and started howling at the top of her lungs.

"Catch the robber! The burglar who broke into the house has killed someone!"

He has an extremely loud voice.

The shockwave sent the birds in the trees fluttering away.

The Lin family's dog was the first to bark, followed by a chorus of barking from all the dogs in the village.

Seeing that things were going badly, the four remaining robbers outside cursed and ran away.

"Run? If you can run away, I'll take your surname."

Song Xianglan picked up her carrying pole and gave chase.

Song Tingting got up from the ground, swung the iron rake in her hand, and hit the leg of the person who had been knocked unconscious, before rushing out.

The four robbers who had been fleeing ahead became desperate.

Seeing that Song Xianglan was chasing closely, with a little girl following behind, they realized that Song Xianglan was pursuing them closely.

One of them had triangular eyes that seemed to be harboring evil intentions.

"Let's get that girl first and use her as a hostage."

The two of them suddenly stopped and turned around to pounce on Song Tingting.

Just then.

A loud crash.

The two brothers, Lin Gang and Lin Mu, rushed out from the neighboring yard in their shorts, not even having time to put on their pants, and carrying shovels.

"Which burglar is causing trouble at the Koizumi Brigade?" Lin Gang swung his shovel and started hacking.

One of the robbers was knocked to the ground, and Lin Mu finished him off with a blow. The smell of blood filled the air.

Seeing this, the three bandits panicked completely and turned to flee in all directions.

By now, the village was brightly lit.

The ugly woman ran out wearing a coat.

Granny Yu followed, leaning on her cane.

The neighbors all rushed out with carrying poles and hoes.

"Block the road. Don't let them get away."

Song Xianglan shouted.

"Tingting, tie these three up tightly with a rope."

Song Tingting found some thick hemp rope and, along with Liu Chounu, Granny Yu, Lin Gang's wife, and Lin Mu's wife, tied the three people upside down like rice dumplings.

The village dogs were barking so hard they were about to die.

The beams of torches and flashlights flickered erratically along the village road.

Less than ten minutes later.

The captain returned with a few men, dragging three men with bruised and swollen faces.

"We blocked them at the village entrance. They almost ran into the cornfield," the team leader said, panting.

"Is everything alright at the factory?" Song Xianglan asked.

"It's nothing. The security guards heard the commotion but didn't dare come over; they're keeping a close watch on the factory. Just now, the patrol caught someone with a gasoline bottle at the back wall of the factory, trying to set it on fire in the chaos," Lin Gang said, leaning closer.

Song Xianglan had a cold face.

The old Party Secretary walked over, wearing a cotton-padded coat.

"I've already sent the accountant to the police station by bicycle. These bastards dare to break into a house and rob people in the middle of the night."

Half an hour later.

A police car sped into the village.

The police officers were stunned when they got out of the car and saw the six people tied up on the ground.

The six men were badly beaten and were barely clinging to life.

The police officer leading the team walked over.

"Who called the police? What happened?"

Before Song Xianglan could even speak...

Suddenly, a short man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face squeezed in from outside the crowd.

"Officer, I need to report a crime. Something was stolen from my house."

The man pointed at Song Xianglan.

"A Jian ware tea bowl from the Song Dynasty went missing from my home. I saw with my own eyes that Song Xianglan had an identical Jian ware tea bowl at her home, so she must have stolen it."

The surrounding villagers were all stunned.

Song Xianglan turned her head and looked the man up and down.

look unfamiliar.

"Who are you? I've never seen you before."

The man stuck his neck out.

"My cousin is married in your village, I'm here to visit relatives."

Everyone exclaimed, "Which relative has such poor taste?"

"I'm Qiao Wuyue's cousin, I'm here to visit relatives."

Huang Ronghua's wife rolled her eyes. "Isn't Qiao Wuyue's cousin Qiao Zhaodi's cousin too?"

Song Xianglan understood.

This is a vicious cycle. First, someone breaks into her house to rob her, and then someone else jumps out and accuses her of stealing.

As soon as the police went in to search, those people thought her things would be ruined if exposed.

Song Xianglan sneered and pointed at the man's nose, cursing him.

"You've all become spoiled by too many smiles. Does Qiao Zhaodi even deserve to know what my family has? Like a turtle falling into a salt jar, you little rascal, are you just wasting your time?"

The short man's expression changed.

"Who are you calling a thief? There's stolen goods in your house."

"You think I stole it just because you say so? I could also say your mother cheated on you and your father dug up your grave, you little bastard, you slut." Song Xianglan's eyes were fierce.

The police officer leading the team frowned.

"Comrade Song, be mindful of your behavior; you mustn't use vulgar language."

The short man became bolder after the police spoke up.

"I reserve the right to pursue legal action against her for defamation. Officers, please go in and search her immediately."

"Damn it!" Song Xianglan spat. "Are your ears foreskin? I'm the one who should be held responsible. You're selling yourself as soon as you open your legs, and spouting nonsense as soon as you open your mouth. What are you pretending to be so important here?"

Song Xianglan pointed at the short man's nose.

"Skinny as a monkey, stupid as a pig, stubborn as a donkey. We tell you to be a decent human being, but you insist on joining the ranks of animals. Where did you come from in the middle of the night? What kind of decent person wouldn't be in bed at this hour, running around watching a spectacle with a script about something being stolen?"

The short man was rendered speechless and stammered after being scolded.

"I...Is it wrong for me to get up in the middle of the night and hear noises?"

"No." Song Xianglan turned directly to the police.

"Officer, I strongly suspect this man is in cahoots with these robbers. He was responsible for diverting attention outside while they committed arson and burglary."

These words were spoken.

The robbers tied up on the ground trembled.

Song Tingting immediately responded.

"They were carrying crowbars and knives; they were there to kill and rob. They were home-burglary robbers."

Upon hearing this, the villagers immediately realized what was going on.

Burglary and theft are not the same thing.

The ugly woman shouted loudly:

"I can testify. They stormed into the yard with weapons; it was robbery."

The villagers chimed in:

"If Aunt Song hadn't woken up early, she would be dead."

"Severe punishment is necessary. We must crack down on this."

"Kill them."

The villagers were outraged.

These past few years have been a period of severe crackdown.

Stealing a few things might only get you a few years in prison, but breaking and entering can get you shot.

The robber whose head had been smashed on the ground completely broke down.

"Officer, I'm innocent! We didn't rob anyone. We didn't intend to kill anyone!"

Ignoring the blood on his head, he kowtowed desperately.

"We're being ordered around. Someone paid us to scare this family, saying they have a priceless treasure. They told us to find the treasure and, incidentally, take care of the little girl..."

The policeman's eyes narrowed.

"Who instructed them?"

Song Xianglan felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.

She kicked those men repeatedly, and if the police hadn't intervened, they would have been killed on the spot.

The henchman was panting heavily, barely breathing.

"My older brother contacted him. But I've met that old man once. He had only a few stubbles on his thin, bony chin, and when he spoke, he revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth. He also had a slight limp in his right leg. His head was somewhat square."

The ugly woman in the crowd muttered something.

"Isn't that Old Fang?"

The surrounding villagers immediately erupted in uproar.

"Old Fang? He has no grudge against Song Xianglan, why would he do such a despicable thing?"

"Could it be that they're envious of Song Xianglan's wealth?"

Lin Mu's wife chimed in.

"He's always hanging out with Zhang Yujuan, he must be standing up for her. Zhang Yujuan was even badmouthing the Song family a while ago, wasn't she?"

"Zhang Yujuan is really unlucky. No one who gets involved with her ends up well." The old Party Secretary shook his head.

The police took down the statement.

"Get these people into the car. Two comrades stay here to take statements, the rest of you come with me to arrest the suspect, Old Fang."

The police car sped towards the west end of the village.

We arrived at Old Fang's house.

He kicked open the courtyard gate.

It was quiet inside.

The police rushed into the house, but there wasn't a soul in sight.

Old Fang has vanished without a trace.

Only the light was on in Zhang Yujuan's room.

Zhang Yujuan came out wearing a coat and leaning on a cane, her face full of terror.

"Officer, what's going on? What happened?"

The police were watching her.

"Where is Old Fang?"

"I don't know," Zhang Yujuan shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm just a poor old woman with mobility issues. I really don't know what he did. He hasn't been home for the past few days; I haven't even seen him."

Zhang Yujuan knew nothing when asked.

The police searched the area but found no clues, so they had to call it a day.

After the police car drove away.

Zhang Yujuan closed the courtyard gate.

The pitiful look on his face vanished instantly.

She gripped the cane tightly in her hand, her teeth grinding together.

waste.

The thugs that Old Fang hired were utterly useless.

Not only did they fail to get anything out of Song Xianglan, but they also got themselves into trouble. Even Qiao Zhaodi's cousin was a brainless idiot; he was cut off by Song Xianglan before he could finish his sentence.

"He can't even handle a woman, he's not even as good as the person I found," Zhang Yujuan muttered under her breath.