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

"You should also buy a used tricycle; it will be more convenient for setting up a stall in the future."

"Even the cheapest tricycle costs over a hundred yuan. Xiaoying and Erying need to go to school, and I need to pay their tuition to enroll them in classes in Xiaoquan Village. All three children are growing, and Erying's shoes are so worn that her toes are sticking out. I don't have the money to buy a tricycle in the short term."

Tang Juhua pedaled her tricycle to deliver all of Nie Erhua's belongings to her destination.

It was completely dark.

Liu Dahua brought two worn-out cotton quilts from her home and left half a bag of rice for Nie Erhua.

The light bulb cord was chewed up by rats.

The factory electrician came to check and said he would bring the wiring over tomorrow to reconnect the wires.

A dim kerosene lamp was lit in the room.

Gao Xiaoying sat on the doorstep with her two younger sisters, each holding a rough porcelain bowl and slurping up noodles without even lifting their heads.

Sanying stopped eating halfway through her meal.

She tilted her head back and stared intently at Nie Erhua with her large, clear eyes.

"Grandma, when is Mom coming back? I miss her."

The three herbs look especially beautiful after being washed.

Her small face is as beautiful as a porcelain doll.

The room fell silent instantly.

Gao Xiaoying lowered her bowl, and Erying stopped chewing.

Nie Erhua choked, turned her back and vigorously wiped her eyes.

"Eat quickly," Nie Erhua's voice trembled. "Eat your fill and then go to sleep. Your mother will come back."

Early the next morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

The sound of iron chains creaking came from outside the old house.

Nie Erhua was drawing water from the well when she heard a noise and looked up. There was a dilapidated tricycle parked at the gate of the courtyard.

A woman with gray hair and a hunched back climbed off the car seat.

It was Song Xiangmei, Nie Erhua's mother.

As soon as Song Xiangmei got off the truck, tears streamed down her face. She grabbed the edge of the truck bed and cried out to Nie Erhua in the yard.

"Erhua, why is our life so miserable?"

Nie Erhua was startled and dropped the bucket, running over.

The truck bed was lined with a layer of straw, Yan Fangfang's hair was covered with patches of scabs, and her face was bruised and purple, making her almost unrecognizable.

"Fangfang".

Nie Erhua rushed over and grabbed Yan Fangfang's icy hand, "Where did you run off to? You're going to kill me!"

Song Xiangmei wiped away her tears.

She cried and complained, tears streaming down her face.

"They knocked on my door in the middle of the night. When I opened it, I found her barely clinging to the steps. I rushed over on my bike early this morning. I only found out you went to Gaojiazhuang yesterday after meeting Liu Chunhua. Why didn't you send someone to tell me?"

Song Xiangmei also wanted to fight the Gao family.

Seeing Yan Fangfang frown even when she lifted her eyelids slightly, Nie Erhua felt a pang of heartache, a mix of emotions welling up inside her. Her mother, at her advanced age, was still living in fear.

Gao Xiaoying led Erying and Sanying out of the house and threw herself against the side of the truck bed, crying loudly.

Nie Erhua gritted her teeth, pulled Yan Fangfang out of the truck bed, and, together with Song Xiangmei, helped her to the bed inside the house.

Song Xiangmei sat on the edge of the bed.

She cried so hard she could hardly breathe.

"Lanlan is lying in the hospital. Fangfang is like this now. Erhua, how are you going to live from now on? Both of your daughters have been ruined by the Gao family."

The crying was deafening.

Song Xianglan carried a worn-out bag containing about ten kilograms of rice. Liu Dahua carried a wooden bucket with a few yellowfin tuna, squid, some shrimp, and shellfish at the bottom.

The two had just reached the door.

Then I heard Song Xiangmei howling in the house.

Song Xianglan is an annoying older sister who cries at the drop of a hat.

"Big sister, if you don't need these eyes, you might as well donate them. Just think of them as two holes in your face to breathe through. Your eyes are already bad, and you keep crying. Fangfang leaving the Gao family is a good thing, so why are you crying like that?"

Song Xiangmei was so frightened that she stopped crying.

She was terrified of her domineering third sister and didn't dare to utter a word in reply.

Song Xianglan's voice was cold and harsh.

"Fangfang is a spineless coward, and Yan Lanlan is a pure and selfish bastard. Fangfang can't do anything about Gao Youqian, but Yan Lanlan will never let him off the hook."

Song Xiangmei swallowed hard, lowered her head, and whispered:

"I...I just feel heartbroken seeing this. Lanlan won't be able to be a mother anymore, the consequences are too serious."

Song Xianglan sneered:

"You still feel sorry for her? That girl is rotten to the core. Gao has money and a wicked heart, she has the guts to steal, and the two of them hit it off and ended up sleeping in the same bed. And you're still defending her? She's so wicked she's covered in sores and pus from head to toe, what are you crying about here?"

"That rich scumbag Gao is really vicious. He makes mistakes with both men and women, and he still has three daughters to back him up."

Song Xianglan felt that Gao Youqian should pay the price.

Yan Lanlan paid the price with her fertility, so it would be fair if Gao Youqian paid the price with imprisonment.

Song Xiangmei hunched her neck like a quail.

Liu Dahua, carrying a wooden basin, walked past Song Xiangmei and waved to Gao Xiaoying, who was standing beside her trembling.

"Xiaoying, go wash the pot in the kitchen and take the fish and shrimp over there. Have your grandma make fish soup for your mother at noon to help her recover."

Gao Xiaoying obediently ran over, took an aluminum basin from the kitchen, and poured the fish and shrimp into it.

Upon hearing Song Xianglan's curses, Yan Fangfang, lying on the bed, twitched a few times, her face contorted in purplish-blue muscle.

She propped herself up on her arms, trying to sit up from the wooden bed.

"Third Aunt..." Yan Fangfang's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper, "I..."

Song Xianglan pressed down on her shoulders and forcefully pushed her back onto the bed.

"Alright, stop stubbornly insisting. We didn't beat Gao Youqian to death on the spot yesterday, which was letting that beast get away with it."

Song Xianglan reached into her pocket and pulled out a wad of crumpled banknotes, placing it beside Yan Fangfang's pillow.

"This is the money we got from Gao Youqian yesterday. You'll need money to support yourself and your child in the future. Focus on recovering first, and we'll make plans once you're better."

Yan Fangfang looked at the rolled-up money.

Tears streamed down her face.

"Stop acting like that. From now on, sever all ties with Yan Lanlan. Cut ties when it's time to cut ties. You can't die without sisters."

Yan Fangfang gripped the corner of the blanket with both hands.

"Third Aunt... I really didn't know at first." Yan Fangfang's chest heaved violently. "At that time, Lanlan ran to my house and begged me to take her in. She was crying so pitifully, and I thought that we were the closest sisters, so of course I had to take her in."

"She's only a teenager, there's no way she'd be interested in someone rich and powerful."

Yan Fangfang gasped for breath, her face turning even paler.

"That stingy Gao Youqian actually agreed for the first time. I was even grateful to him, thinking he cared about my family. I was so blind; I initially thought Gao Youqian had forced me..."

Nie Erhua listened from the side and kept wiping away tears.

Yan Fangfang gritted her teeth and continued:

"We were keeping bees outside, and Lanlan insisted on coming with us. She changed into new clothes every day, and Gao Youqian would go to town to buy meat for her. The two of them were exchanging glances behind my back... Several times, I thought about just buying a bottle of pesticide and drinking it to end it all."

"You spineless coward," Song Xianglan scolded sharply. "You have the guts to buy pesticide and drink it, but not the guts to put it in their cooking pot. If you poison your enemy, you'll still be someone important. If you poison yourself, they'll still eat and drink well, sleep in your bed, and beat your kids."

Yan Fangfang was so scolded that tears streamed down her face.

"Yan Lanlan suffered a major hemorrhage yesterday, which damaged her health. She immediately reported it to the police station, accusing Gao Youqian of rape... If Gao Youqian's crime is confirmed, he will definitely have to go to jail for a few years."

Yan Fangfang's eyes widened in astonishment.

"They love each other so much, how could this happen?"

Song Xianglan: "Do you think Yan Lanlan will accept her fate just because she's crippled? The kind of person she is will always blame others."

She might hate Gao Youqian, but she'll hate you even more.

She'll feel that you failed to keep an eye on your man, which is why she's ended up like this. She'll feel that you ruined her life.

Yan Fangfang was so shocked that she shook her head frantically.

"No...why do you hate me? What does this have to do with me?"

Even though she was also a victim, she didn't believe that Yan Lanlan would really hate her.

Song Xianglan stared at her coldly, as if she were looking at an incurable fool.

"She's wicked, and you're stupid," Song Xianglan said, enunciating each word clearly. "The bad dogs in this world only bite the weak. She bit Gao Youqian, the culprit, and she'll definitely bite you too. You need to rein in your cowardly temper. Otherwise, next time she'll take the lives of you and your four daughters."

Song Xianglan understood human nature too well.