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

Nie Erhua squatted down next to Song Xianglan and blew her nose.

"Third Aunt, that wretched girl Lanlan somehow got together with Gao Youqian and they're even having a child. She went and scolded Fangfang, forcing her to divorce him."

Song Xianglan frowned. "Where is Fangfang?"

"In a fit of anger, she threw herself into the river, but was pulled out by the villagers. That shameless brat Lanlan went to Gao Youqian and said that Fangfang was threatening to kill herself, and that if Fangfang didn't die, she would abort the child in her belly."

That beast Gao Youqian, after hearing this, went back and beat Fangfang to death.

If the neighbor hadn't come to warn me, fearing Fangfang might die inside, I would still be completely unaware that that wretched girl had committed such an inhumane and despicable act.

Nie Erhua cried her eyes out.

"Third Aunt, what should we do? That brat Lanlan, are all the men in the world dead? Why is she going to find her brother-in-law?"

Song Xianglan: "What else can you do besides cry?"

"That bitch Yan Lanlan, she's obviously a member of the Yan family, shallow-minded and brainless. All she does is scheme against her own blood relatives."

Nie Erhua shrank back as she was scolded.

"Is this the time to cry?" Song Xianglan stood up, pulled off her apron, and said, "If Fangfang dies in the Gao family, then you can mourn her. What is Gao Youqian anyway? Take this opportunity to get Fangfang to divorce him and bring her back."

Liu Chounu was holding a large shrimp, chewing it noisily, when she heard this, she spat the shrimp shell onto the table.

"Xianglan, why waste your breath on those beasts?" Liu Chounu stood up, wiped her hands with a rag, and said, "I'll go get some people. We'll go to the Gao family first thing tomorrow morning and tear that dilapidated house down."

It's dark now.

Song Xianglan served Nie Erhua a bowl of porridge. "You can stay at home tonight. We'll go over first thing tomorrow morning."

Nie Erhua also knew that going at midnight would be pointless.

Early the next morning.

Liu Chou-nv led several women into the courtyard with a menacing air.

Liu Dahua carried a washing mallet, while Liu Chunhua carried an awl for sewing shoe soles. Even Widow Wang's seventy-year-old mother, leaning on a jujube wood cane, followed behind, panting.

"Grandma, what brings you here?" Song Xianglan was taken aback.

The old lady slammed her cane heavily on the ground.

"I've lived for over seventy years and I've never seen a younger sister, pregnant with her brother-in-law's bastard child, force her own sister to her death. If I were to spit on her today, I would drown that litter of beasts."

Zhou drove his bread truck over.

Several people got into the car.

The car bumped along the way towards Gaojiazhuang.

Nie Erhua sat in the back row, her head down, sobbing, her shoulders trembling.

Song Xianglan was furious upon hearing this.

"Have you got enough numbers?" Song Xianglan's voice was icy cold.

Nie Erhua was so frightened that she hiccuped, tears still on her face.

"You're just like your good-for-nothing mother, always trying to get by. If someone shits on your head, do you have to ask them for toilet paper to wipe their butt?"

Instead of crying, you would have come up with ten or eight ways to kill the other person.

"If you really can't survive, even if you fight to the death, even if you stab them with a knife, it's better than cowering here and crying."

Song Xianglan took a breath and continued scolding:

"Giving birth to a beast like Yan Lanlan, who even sleeps with her own brother-in-law, I'll beat her to death the moment I see her. If you cry again, get out of here right now."

The carriage was deathly silent.

Nie Erhua forced back her tears.

She wiped her face, a fierce glint in her eyes.

Gao Family Village, the home of the wealthy Gao family.

A large chunk of Yan Fangfang's hair was pulled out, and blood was seeping from her scalp.

Curled up in bed, my whole body ached and convulsed.

He murmured unconsciously:

"Mom...Mom...it hurts so much..."

Beside the bed, the eldest daughter, Gao Xiaoying, held a chipped, rough porcelain bowl.

She carefully scooped up a mouthful of murky water with a spoon and brought it to Yan Fangfang's lips.

Water dripped from Yan Fangfang's swollen lips onto the bed.

Gao Xiaoying's tears fell onto Yan Fangfang's face.

"Mom, open your mouth," Gao Xiaoying said in a hoarse voice. "Take a sip. I stole some honey from Grandma's cupboard and mixed it with sugar water."

Yan Fangfang's eyelids twitched.

My eyelashes were stuck together with blood, and it took me a long time to finally open them.

Gao Xiaoying watched her mother open her eyes, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, sniffed, and quickly moved the spoon forward again.

"Mom, my sister and I can't live without you." Gao Xiaoying's hands trembled violently. "You need to drink water to have the strength. Get well and leave home. I don't want you to die here."

She was only nine years old.

But she would rather not have a mother than watch her be beaten to death.

Too much honey makes it taste bitter.

Yan Fangfang pursed her chapped lips and swallowed the bittersweet liquid little by little.

"Clang!"

Yan Lanlan, four or five months pregnant, swaggered in.

She was wearing a polyester floral dress and her hair was neatly combed.

Yan Lanlan saw the bowl in Gao Xiaoying's hand.

"You little slut, who gave you permission to be here?" Yan Lanlan's face darkened, and she walked over in a few steps, raising her hand to slap Gao Xiaoying across the face.

Gao Xiaoying reacted quickly, turning her head to dodge.

Not hitting anyone only fueled Yan Lanlan's anger.

She turned to look at Yan Fangfang lying on the bed, and pinched her arm.

"Big sister, look at this little troublemaker you gave birth to!" Yan Lanlan raised her voice. "He dares to talk back to me and dodge my slaps now. I'll talk to Youqian and find him a widower to sell to. That way, I can get some money to buy milk powder for my unborn son."

A flash of bloodlust appeared in Yan Fangfang's eyes, which had been half-dead.

"You beast who deserves to be struck by lightning!" Yan Fangfang, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, raised her hand and slapped Yan Lanlan across the waist. "She's just a child, she's your own niece."

Yan Fangfang was already seriously injured.

After another day or two of hunger, I didn't have much strength in my hands.

Yan Lanlan's eyes widened. "You good-for-nothing who can't even produce a penis, and you still dare to hit me?"

She grabbed Yan Fangfang's hair and tore it downwards with all her might.

He slapped her a few more times.

"When Dad was alive, would you dare to hit me? You good-for-nothing, your three daughters were just stepping stones for my son."

Seeing her mother being beaten again, Gao Xiaoying screamed with red eyes, like a little beast driven to desperation, and suddenly rammed her head into Yan Lanlan's waist.

Yan Lanlan was caught off guard.

He staggered back a few steps from the impact, and with a "bang," his lower back slammed heavily against the corner of the five-drawer table next to him.

"Ouch!" Yan Lanlan clutched her stomach, slid down the table and sat on the floor, her face pale.

"I have money, I have money! My belly, my son!"

Gao Xiaoying was terrified.

She knew she had made a huge mistake.

She lunged to the bedside and grabbed Yan Fangfang's arm tightly, dragging her down.

"Mom, hurry up and go!" Gao Xiaoying stamped her feet anxiously. "Go find Grandma."

The second child, Gao Erying, had just returned home when he heard the commotion and ran inside from outside.

I saw Yan Lanlan on the ground and Yan Fangfang with her face covered in blood.

I stood frozen at the doorway.

"Erying, this wicked woman is going to kill Mom!" Gao Xiaoying yelled at her younger sister. "Go to the village and find the village chief. Tell him the Gao family is going to beat someone to death. Hurry up!"

Er Ying shuddered and turned to run outside.

Hurried footsteps came from the outer room.

Grandma Gao just came back from the fields.

Hearing Yan Lanlan's howl, he threw down his hoe and rushed in.

"Oh my goodness!" Old Mrs. Gao rushed to help Yan Lanlan up from the ground. "What happened to my grandson? What's wrong?"

"Mom, that little bastard Yan Fangfang gave birth to bumped into me!" Yan Lanlan gripped Gao's mother's sleeve tightly, cold sweat pouring down her face. "My stomach hurts so much... I need to go to the hospital."

When Grandma Gao heard that she was going to the hospital, her expression changed.

Family planning is so strict that you can't go to the hospital.