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

Liu Dahua's tears fell onto the muddy ground.

"It's been over thirty years." She tugged at her tattered, muddy shirt. "I also want to wear clean clothes. I also want to dress myself up."

"Am I not good enough for you?" she asked loudly.

Huang Guoping frowned in disgust, his gaze sweeping over Liu Dahua.

"Since you think I'm not worthy, then please repay me in cash for all the years I served your parents. Also, please return half of the child support I provided for raising Zhuzi."

She was unwilling to ask Huang Guoping for child support for Xiao Xiang.

That's because she felt that Xiao Xiang was her daughter, that she, Liu Dahua, was her daughter.

Huang Guoping straightened his back even more, and the slight, barely perceptible guilt he felt just moments before was instantly replaced by righteous indignation.

He had already heard about this woman from Huang Laosi and Huang Zhuzi.

"I heard you remarried?" Huang Guoping's tone turned cold.

Liu Dahua was stunned.

Huang Guoping raised his voice, "There are more than a dozen fellow villagers who came back together to look for their relatives this time. None of their wives have remarried."

Tang Quan from Tangjiazhuang left after only three days of marriage.

His wife adopted his brother's child and kept the family together for him. Unlike you, she didn't give up; she didn't remarry.

Huang Guoping's eyes were full of disdain.

He married and had children on the other side of the strait, which he felt was a matter of course to continue the family line.

But wives back home are expected to remain widows for life; this is the traditional way women should live, this is true fidelity.

"Liu Dahua, your behavior is despicable." Huang Guoping looked down at her. "How dare you yell at me like that?"

Liu Dahua clenched her teeth so hard they made a grinding sound.

She risked her life to protect this family for him.

Reaching menopause, simply wanting to find a man who can help with daily life becomes a sin.

Huang Guoping stood beside his beautiful wife, leading his stylishly dressed children, and stood on his moral high ground accusing her of being unfaithful.

She is not a virtuous woman. What about Huang Guoping's wife and children?

"Mom," Huang Zhuzi chimed in from the side, "stop talking."

A series of hurried footsteps came from behind the crowd.

Liu Yidao rushed over with a dark face.

He heard that Huang Guoping had returned, and fearing that Da Hua would be too excited, he ran all the way from the shrimp pond.

He was a reckless brat from the start, and only learned to behave himself in his fifties.

But at this point, the reckless gene can no longer be suppressed.

"Old Liu, some bastard is bullying Da Hua!" Song Xianglan shouted.

Liu Yidao ignored everyone else.

He rushed to Huang Guoping in a few steps.

Before Huang Guoping could react, he was met with a fist the size of a sandbag.

"Bang."

The punch landed squarely on Huang Guoping's nose.

"Ah!" Huang Guoping screamed in agony as blood gushed from his nose.

"Guoping".

"dad."

Huang Guoping's wife and the four young men behind her screamed and rushed over.

Liu Yidao shoved the screaming woman aside, strode over, straddled Huang Guoping, and began to punch him.

Punch after punch.

Every punch lands squarely.

"I'll beat you to death, you dog!" Liu Yidao's eyes twitched, and veins bulged.

He didn't dare to die, fearing that Liu Dahua would be bullied.

To be bullied by such a beast, even an aunt can't tolerate it.

"Stop hitting me! Help!" Huang Guoping's wife wailed desperately from the side.

Liu Yidao punched and cursed as he did so.

"You can't control your lust and have produced so many puppies. What the hell gives you the right to criticize Da Hua?"

"It's because you didn't uphold the proper husbandly duties."

"Bang." Another punch landed on Huang Guoping's chin.

Huang Guoping couldn't even scream anymore; his well-maintained face was swollen like a pig's head.

"You think she's too old?" Liu Yidao slapped Huang Guoping across the face. "You beast, you're not even as good as one of her toes."

Huang Zhuzi rushed over and pulled Liu Yidao away.

Several of Huang's brothers also came over to pull them away.

The villagers, however, pulled at the Huang brothers, saying, "Hey, hey, hey... Liu Yidao has a temper. You're going to get a beating after Huang Guoping leaves."

"What are you doing? Don't you dare hit my dad." Huang Zhuzi reached out and hugged Liu Yidao's waist.

Liu Yidao swung his elbow back and struck Huang Zhuzi in the chest.

Huang Zhuzi screamed and stumbled back a few steps before falling to the ground with a thud.

"Mom, don't move!"

Liu Yidao stood up and kicked Huang Guoping in the stomach.

Huang Guoping clutched his stomach and curled up in the mud, convulsing.

"Let me tell you, you surnamed Huang," Liu Yidao's voice boomed, making everyone around him tremble, "that Liu Dahua is my beloved, the apple of my eye. You have no right to insult her."

The entire room fell silent.

Liu Yidao looked at Liu Dahua, whose face was covered in tears.

The violence on his face vanished instantly.

Ignoring the thick layer of black mud on her body, he grabbed Liu Dahua's icy hand.

"Let's go home." Liu Yidao gripped her hand tightly.

Looking at the man in front of her, Liu Dahua's fierce face suddenly felt incredibly reassuring.

"Okay." Liu Dahua nodded emphatically.

She didn't look at Huang Guoping on the ground again.

Thirty years of obsession shattered completely with Liu Yidao's punches and Huang Guoping's vile words.

"Huang Guoping, I'll have someone deliver the bill to you."

Liu Yidao led Liu Dahua through the crowd.

The villagers instinctively made way for them.

No one said a word of gossip; many people even envied Da Hua for having a man standing in front of her.

Liu Yidao and Liu Dahua's figures had just disappeared around the corner.

Huang Laosi pointed to the empty road ahead and shouted, "This old bastard has no respect for the law. Does he really think the Huang family has no one left?"

Several brothers chimed in, cursing and swearing.

Just now, when Liu Yidao swung his fist...

The group of men wanted to make a move, but a few words from the villagers made them shrink back in the crowd, not uttering a single word.

Huang Guoping covered his bleeding nose and crawled out of the mud.

His wife, wearing a dress, took out a handkerchief and tenderly wiped the blood from his face. "Guoping, let's call the police. This country bumpkin is acting like a savage."

The villagers exclaimed, "Calling the police won't help even if it's a domestic matter."

Huang Zhuzi quickly went over to help him up.

"Dad, go home and wash up first. Mom's actions are outrageous. Once I've settled you in, I'm going to find that Liu Yidao and demand an explanation."

Huang Guoping's face was ashen.

He pushed away the pillar's hand and wiped his face haphazardly.

The villagers who had been watching the commotion didn't disperse; instead, they followed them in twos and threes all the way to Zhuzi's house.

Song Xianglan patted the dust off her hands.

He turned and waved to Liu Chunhua and Liu Chounu.

"Let's go. Let's go and see." Song Xianglan's lips twitched. "The big boss is returning home in glory, let's go and broaden our horizons."

The gate to Zhu Zi's house was wide open.

Old Mrs. Huang had a chair moved to her chair by Zhu Zi's aunt beforehand, and she was sitting properly in the middle of the main room, waiting for her son to come back and kowtow to her.

As soon as Huang Guoping stepped into the courtyard, he took two quick steps and knelt down in front of Old Lady Huang with a thud.

"Mom, your son is unfilial. Your son has come back to see you." Huang Guoping wailed and kowtowed.

Old Mrs. Huang tremblingly reached out and touched the mud and blood on Huang Guoping's face.

"My son, you've finally come back as a decent human being. Your father can rest in peace now. That jinx is bringing bad luck to our family; you've only just returned and you've already seen blood."

Huang Laosi was indignant, "It's that bastard Liu Yidao."

Huang Guoping turned and glared at his wife behind him. "What are you standing there for? Get the children down and kneel down to kowtow to your mother."

His wife's expression changed.

But seeing Huang Guoping's gloomy face, he could only grit his teeth and kneel on the muddy ground.

The young men behind him were even more unwilling.

The group shoved each other, muttered something, bent their knees, gave a quick kowtow, and immediately stood up.

Grandma Huang wept uncontrollably.

He was laughing so hard that all the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.

"Good, good, good! My son has made something of himself. He brought back four grandchildren. This is truly a blessing for the Huang family."

The courtyard was packed with people.

Song Xianglan leaned against the door frame of the courtyard gate, with Liu Chounu and Liu Chunhua standing on either side of her.

Huang Guoping stood up and took out a new handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood off his face.

He straightened his back and looked around at the villagers in the courtyard.

"Fellow villagers," Huang Guoping cleared his throat, "I haven't had an easy time on the other side of the strait for the past thirty-odd years. In recent years, things have finally started to look up. I've taken over two restaurants there, and I have some money left over."

No one responded.

There wasn't even a gasp of surprise.

Huang Guoping frowned.

Actually, he felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the village.

Along the way, I noticed that quite a few small red brick houses had been built in the village, and a few families had even put up courtyard walls and paved their courtyards with cement.

Even the village roads are paved.

Shouldn't Koizumi Village be a poor and remote place?

He had expected that when he walked in dressed like this, all the villagers would stare at him with wide eyes and flatter him.

As a result, when he was beaten just now, not a single person stepped forward to stop him.

That shrew cursed him in the street, and the villagers just watched.

Did these penniless guys conspire to embarrass him?

Huang Guoping looked at Huang Zhuzi, "Where's your sister Xiao Xiang? Why can't I see her?"