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

Song Xianglan had just pushed her tricycle around to the front yard.

Hearing Old Lady Huang's cursing, which sounded like she was working a bellows:

"You spendthrift woman! You jinx! You've squandered my son's fortune!"

Song Xianglan paused, then pulled the handlebars to the side.

He retorted through the window:

"Grandma Huang, do you have any shame? Your son went to the other side of the strait twenty-eight years ago."

What kind of family fortune do they have?

"Dahua has served you for so many years, she should have kicked you out long ago and sent you to find your good son whose fate is unknown."

The room fell silent for a second.

Then came even more vicious curses, clearly indicating that Old Lady Huang had been hit where it hurt.

They took all their anger out on Liu Dahua.

"You heartless wretch. Your parents didn't raise you well, they raised such an unfaithful thing."

She spends all her time among men, and goes to the sea to flirt with those wild men.

Why am I so unlucky...?

Liu Dahua in the courtyard suddenly stood up.

Her hands, holding the empty bowl, were trembling, her knuckles turning white.

For the past twenty-eight years, in order to support her children and this difficult mother-in-law, she has treated herself like a man.

Braving wind and rain.

Fighting for food with the King of Hell at sea.

All I got in return was the label of "selling smiles"?

Song Xianglan's words, "Many men who went to the other side of the river got married and had children," echoed in her mind like a curse.

He's probably already living a warm and cozy life with his wife and kids over there.

Why should I have to suffer this torment while living with this wicked mother-in-law?

Just as Song Xianglan was about to speak up for her again, Liu Dahua suddenly slammed the bowl on the ground with a loud "crack," and like an enraged mother leopard, she rushed into the house like a gust of wind.

"What are you going to do?"

From inside the house came the terrified screams of Old Mrs. Huang.

"Since you despise me, then go live a better life with your other sons."

Liu Dahua's pent-up anger, which she had been holding in for half her life, exploded at this moment.

She picked up the elderly woman, who was lying on the bed pretending to be sick, and tried to drag her out.

Grandma Huang waved her hands wildly.

The fingernails, like hooks, slashed at Liu Dahua's face.

"Help! That slut Liu Dahua is messing with me so she can make room for her lover!"

You're a whore who sleeps with anyone; my son was blind to marry you.

My dear grandson, please save your grandma! Your mother is trying to kill me!

That claw strike was extremely vicious.

Several bloody cuts appeared on Liu Dahua's face.

The skin and flesh rolled up.

shocking.

Song Xianglan's eyelids twitched at the sight, and she threw down her tricycle and rushed in.

She grabbed Old Lady Huang's gray hair, and without saying a word, pulled her by the collar and threw her onto the pile of straw in the corner.

"Ouch!"

Old Mrs. Huang let out a scream and fell face-first into the dirt.

This old lady does no chores and secretly hides all the good food in her house to eat, which has made her quite fat.

Although the fall looked painful, it didn't actually cause any serious injury.

Liu Dahua covered her face, warm liquid flowing down between her fingers, burning with pain.

She touched her hand with blood and stared at the red in her palm.

She could still hear her mother-in-law's vicious curses, which even included her parents.

"How dare you insult my parents?"

Liu Dahua went completely mad, straddling Old Lady Huang and swinging her fists at her.

That punch was haphazard.

But it carried with it the grievances and resentment of the past twenty-eight years.

The raindrops fell like raindrops onto Old Mrs. Huang's fat body.

Song Xianglan crossed her arms and didn't stop them at all.

Shouldn't we beat this wicked mother-in-law and keep her around for the New Year?

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the yard, and the neighbors, hearing the commotion, gathered around.

Song Xianglan then pretended to grab Liu Dahua's arm and pull her up.

He pointed at Liu Dahua's bloodied and mangled face.

She screamed at the old woman on the ground:

"Grandma Huang, look what you've done to Da Hua's face! I know you want to kick Da Hua and her family out so you can take over this house for your good-for-nothing youngest son. You're so cruel!"

Old Mrs. Huang was in pain all over from the beating and was groaning as she tried to get up.

Hearing the noise, he instinctively lay down on the ground.

Howling at the top of his lungs:

"The daughter-in-law hit her mother-in-law."

The entrance was crowded with people.

When everyone peeked out, the first thing they saw wasn't the old lady Huang lying on the ground, but Liu Dahua with her face covered in blood.

"Oh my goodness!"

Someone gasped, "His face is all smeared! Quick! Go get Dr. Cong!"

"Go and call the brigade leader! Also, call those sons of the Huang family! This is too ruthless!"

"Go to the field and call Zhuzi and Haiyan back!"

The scene was in complete chaos.

A short while later, barefoot doctor Cong Ying came running over carrying her medicine box.

Upon seeing Liu Dahua's wound, his face turned pale:

"This fingernail is full of poison! Clean and bandage it immediately, or it will leave a big scar!"

The brigade leader arrived with his hands behind his back and a dark face, followed by Huang's other three sons, who were panting, as well as Liu Dahua's son Zhuzi and daughter-in-law Zhang Haiyan.

When Grandma Huang saw her son arrive, she immediately perked up.

A lot of snot and tears:

"My son! I'm going to die. This vicious woman is going to beat me to death!"

When Huang Laoda saw his mother sitting in the haystack crying, without asking any questions, he pointed at Liu Dahua, who was bandaging her wounds, and roared:

"Liu Dahua! Are you even human?"

"Your mother is so old, how could you hit her?"

Huang Laosan also chimed in sarcastically:

"Liu Dahua, how could you be so cruel? If word gets out, where will we, the Huang family, put our faces?"

Liu Dahua was trembling with pain.

He couldn't utter a single word; tears mixed with blood streamed down his face.

Song Xianglan couldn't listen any longer. She stood in front of Liu Dahua and pointed at the Huang family's sons:

"I'll just ask you one question: since you're so filial and have such a conscience, why don't you take your mother back to live with you?"

"Who doesn't know that Da Hua's family is missing two eggs today, two pounds of flour in the flour bin tomorrow, and a big bone the day after tomorrow? Where did they all go? They all went into the bellies of your dogs."

"Your mother raised you and your sons."

But I've never raised Liu Dahua for even a single day.

You heartless beasts, how dare you question her?

The Huang family's sons were scolded until their faces turned red and white.

Huang Laosan's wife is no pushover.

Seeing her husband being scolded, she jumped out and pointed at Song Xianglan:

"Who do you think you are? This is a family matter for the Huang family. What right do you, an outsider, have to spout nonsense?"

Song Xianglan sneered:

"I am your ancestor! I've come here specifically to teach you unfilial descendants a lesson!"

She pulled Liu Dahua, who had just finished bandaging her wound, over to her.

"Open your dog eyes and see! This is what your dear old mother has done!"

After saying that, she turned around abruptly, her gaze fixed on Zhu Zi, who was standing in the corner wiping away tears.

"Zhu Zi!" Song Xianglan shouted sharply, "Raise your head!"

Zhu Zi shuddered in fright, looking at Song Xianglan with teary eyes.

"Do you think your mother went to sea to fish for over twenty years to enjoy a life of luxury? She was risking her life!"

Song Xianglan approached step by step.

The sound wasn't loud.

Yet every word was piercing to the heart.

"Your mother's body is so thin, she's just skin and bones, yet she still had to carry those 100-200 pound stones to build the dike. Was it for fun?"

"That's to feed you."

Zhu Zi knelt down with a "plop" and burst into tears:

"Auntie, please stop...please stop..."

Song Xianglan gave him no chance to escape, saying, "Your grandmother insults your mother every day. You coward, you're the son of the Huang family, not Liu Dahua's son."

Liu Dahua felt even worse.

"Captain, I want to split up the unit."

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Huang jumped up suddenly:

"It's my son's house, so it's my home."

Song Xianglan then looked at Zhuzi kneeling on the ground and softened her tone: "Zhuzi, if you still care about your biological father who may have already married and had children on the other side and is living a life of luxury, then continue to be a blindly filial son."

But you also have to let your mother off the hook.

Haven't she suffered enough in these 28 years?

Even if it means letting her move out to live in a cowshed alone, it's better than her suffering here!

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Zhu Zi raised his head, his face streaked with tears, and looked at his mother.

Liu Dahua leaned against the door frame, her eyes empty and filled with despair.

"Splitting up the family!"

Zhu Zi gritted his teeth, stood up abruptly, and roared at Old Lady Huang.

"Grandma, go live at Uncle's house! This house was built by my mother brick by brick, and no one can kick her out!"