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

Nie Erhua led her three granddaughters outside.

As she passed the bed next to hers, she took out ten yuan and gave it to the woman who was keeping her company.

"Sister-in-law, could you please do her a little favor and cook for her for three days? Just one meat dish for lunch and dinner will suffice."

The woman happily accepted the money, saying she would arrange a bowl of egg drop soup later.

The ward door closed.

Yan Lanlan looked at the fifty yuan on the bed, grabbed it, crumpled it into a ball, and screamed hysterically.

"Nobody likes me, none of you like me."

Yan Lanlan pounded on the bed and cursed like a madwoman.

"You don't deserve to be a mother. If you were so capable, would my dad have hit you? Instead of reflecting on what you did wrong, you teamed up with outsiders to bully my dad."

After scolding Nie Erhua, she started scolding Gao Youqian.

"Gao Youqian, you heartless, despicable liar. You're destined to be childless for life. Hahahaha... Your only son is gone. He was a boy, and your own daughter and mother killed him."

She cursed for a good ten minutes.

I was so angry that I felt dizzy and my vision blurred; black circles appeared before my eyes.

The nurse who pushed open the door had a stern face and shouted angrily.

"What are you yelling about? If you keep getting so angry, it won't just be a problem if you can't have children. If the wound reopens, you could die right here. Calm down and recover; staying alive is the most important thing."

Yan Lanlan trembled at the shout.

Her eyes darted around, her gaze sweeping over the patients peering in through the doorway.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the pillow.

She suppressed her sobs and began to wail.

Yan Lanlan was naturally beautiful and young.

Her skin was deathly pale, her hair was disheveled, and her shoulders were trembling, giving her a pitiful and fragile beauty.

"Nurse, I'm so heartbroken..."

Yan Lanlan's voice trembled:

"My father died young, and my mother only cared about herself and stopped caring about the family. My older brother and sister don't like me, and I don't even have a home to call home."

My brother-in-law knew my sister couldn't have a son, and seeing how easy I was to bully, he forced himself on me... I got pregnant, and my own sister was jealous of me; her nine-year-old daughter pushed me down. My whole life has been ruined by them.

The old lady in the next bed listened, wiping away tears and sighing repeatedly.

"What a tragedy! Your brother-in-law isn't young anymore," the old woman said indignantly. "Such a beautiful young woman, and he's ruined her like this."

The nurse's attitude softened.

He tucked the blanket around Yan Lanlan.

"What goes around comes around. The police will definitely not let that bastard get away with it. You should focus on getting better first. Let us know if anything happens."

The onlookers outside the ward chimed in with their opinions.

She angrily denounced her brother-in-law and sister-in-law as worse than animals.

Yan Lanlan buried her face in the blanket and continued to sob softly.

No one saw her under the covers, a cold, sinister smile slowly curving her lips.

Outside the hospital.

The sun was already setting in the west.

Nie Erhua led the youngest Sanying by the hand, with Erying clinging tightly to her clothes. Gao Xiaoying followed beside them, carrying a tattered cloth bag of indeterminate color.

The four members of the family—grandfather, grandfather, and grandson—stood on the steps.

When the wind blew, the three skinny bean sprouts all shivered.

Nie Erhua clutched the remaining money in her pocket.

Her face was etched with wrinkles from worry. Panic and unease washed over her like a tidal wave. Looking at her three granddaughters crying in terror, her heart felt like it was being torn apart by an invisible monster, the pain making it hard for her to breathe.

Fangfang couldn't be found.

These three children need a place to stay.

It's really not suitable to go back to Tang Juhua's courtyard and live in such a crowded place, where everyone eats, drinks, and relieves themselves together.

It's a favor that they're willing to rent her a house.

One cannot keep one's good fortune forever.

As Song Xianglan walked down the hospital steps, she immediately saw through Nie Erhua's thoughts.

"Don't just stand there. Three kids who are barely grown up bump into each other when they turn around at Tang Juhua's house. It's not appropriate for them to stay at her house indefinitely."

Nie Erhua lowered her head.

My toes nervously scraped against the pebbles on the ground.

"Third Aunt, I only have a few dozen yuan left. It's not easy to rent a house that can accommodate four people. I wish I had built a house on that piece of land you mentioned before."

Song Xianglan put her hands in her pockets and spoke crisply.

"I used to run a workshop in that old house next to Da Hua's house. After the factory was built, it was left empty. You can move there with your child. Brother Da Mu has been taking care of that old house. You can move in right away."

"Third Aunt, I'm paying you rent; I can't take advantage of you for nothing."

Song Xianglan glared at her.

"Who asked you for rent? That house has been empty for years. You moving in is helping me keep the house lively and prevent rats and mosquitoes from living there."

Nie Erhua's eyes immediately reddened.

"Third Aunt, thank you for helping me out. I..."

Song Xianglan waved her hand to interrupt her, "Life is something you make yourself, crying won't help. You have to look forward and not let life defeat you."

Tears welled up in Gao Xiaoying's eyes, her voice filled with terror, "Where is my mother? She bled so much, will she die out there? I can't live without my mother..."

San Ying burst into tears.

Song Xianglan raised her voice, "Although your mother is weak and can't stand up for herself, she still knows how to run away. She won't go so far as to try to kill herself. I've already sent Zhou Fang and the others to inquire in the villages along the way. The sky isn't falling down. Come back to the village with me first."

Gao Xiaoying forced back her tears and took Sanying's hand.

Half an hour later, in Koizumi Village.

Several elderly women, including Liu Dahua, Liu Chunhua, and Liu Chounu, had already arrived at the old house. They were busily working in the yard, carrying brooms, rags, and buckets.

Liu Dahua swung a large broom, sweeping the dust off the floor of the main room.

"Pah, pah, pah." Liu Dahua spat out the dust in her mouth, sweeping it away as she cursed, "That wicked Gao Youqian, that wretched bastard, ruined his own daughter into this grotesque state. He deserves to die and no one will bury him."

The ugly woman was struggling to remove the spider webs from the roof beam with a long bamboo pole.

"That Yan Lanlan isn't any better," Liu Chounu said, pursing her lips. "She's so young, yet her belt is so loose. She'd even go after her own brother-in-law. The Yan family's feng shui is truly something else."

Liu Chunhua poured two large buckets of water on the ground to cover the ashes, and then took over the conversation.

"Erhua is also unfortunate. Looking ahead, supporting three granddaughters will be incredibly tough."

was saying,

Song Xianglan led Nie Erhua and the three children into the courtyard.

Liu Dahua quickly threw down the broom, ran over and pulled Gao Xiaoying over, touching her up and down.

"Oh dear, your little hands are so cold. I've boiled a pot of water, I'll wash them all in a bit and change them into clean clothes."

Nie Erhua's eyes were filled with warmth.

"Auntie Dahua, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Liu Dahua sighed:

"Why are you making such a fuss about being neighbors? Hurry up and go to Tang Juhua's place and bring your bedding over. These kids need to have something to cover themselves with tonight. I just went back and got some girls' clothes for Xiaoying and her sister to change into."

Nie Erhua nodded repeatedly and instructed Gao Xiaoying to take good care of her younger sister.

She turned and walked towards Tang Juhua's house.

Tang Juhua was cutting sweet potatoes in the yard when she saw Nie Erhua return and stopped cutting.

"Erhua, how is it?" Tang Juhua wiped her sweat.

"Lanlan's life is ruined; she'll never be able to have children again. I'm bringing Fangfang's three daughters with me; I'm moving to my third aunt's old house by the sea. Juhua, thank you so much for crowding around here with you these days."

"I often wonder if I haven't done enough, and why Lanlan turned out the way she did."

Tang Juhua sighed.

"Sometimes, teaching can't beat genes. To be honest, even my mother-in-law says that your Lanlan has the exact same personality as Yan Ergou. Even their expressions and mannerisms are so similar, only their appearances are different."

Don't blame all the mistakes on yourself. Everyone has their own destiny.

"Aunt Song is a capable woman. With you under her watchful eye, the Gao family won't dare to cause you any trouble." Tang Juhua stuffed an aluminum pot into a bag. "You've really had a tough life. Your three granddaughters all depend on you."

Nie Erhua remained silent.

Tang Juhua pushed the tricycle out of the yard and carried the woven bags into the back of the vehicle.

"Second Sister Hua, things will get better from now on."

Nie Erhua touched the empty pockets of her shirt, shook her head with a wry smile.