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

The Fu family was in complete chaos.

Fu Huanian's wife ran out to ask the neighbors for help, urging them to quickly take her parents-in-law to the hospital.

The thugs left after uttering some harsh words.

Fu Qingnian didn't go to the hospital; instead, he ran all the way to the police station.

He shouted hysterically:

"Officer, I want to report a crime. I was cheated out of my house and money by a woman named Yao Hong."

"Explain yourself clearly. How did you lie?"

"She pretended to be the daughter of an overseas Chinese businessman, and swindled me out of my house and 600,000 yuan in cash. No, if you add the jewelry and various other expenses, she has to return 700,000 yuan in cash to me."

Fu Qingnian shouted, "I just transferred the house to her a few days ago, and she sold it right away."

The police officer looked up and glanced at him.

This person isn't stupid, so why does he keep doing stupid things?

The police accepted the report and first called the housing management bureau to verify the facts.

"The housing authority's records show that your property sale and transfer was a normal transaction. The documents are in black and white, and all the paperwork is complete and without any problems. If you regret selling it too cheaply, that's a financial dispute between you."

"You should hire a lawyer and file a lawsuit. But you should have a conscience and a sense of contractual obligation."

"It wasn't a sales contract. She said she would only transfer the property to her if she married me. Yao Hong used her overseas Chinese father's name to deceive me. You should arrest them immediately. She used to stay in five-star hotels, and her father also bought hundreds of acres of land in Shanghai."

Police: ...

The more they talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes.

Would a wealthy businessman who buys hundreds of acres of land really cheat you out of a house?

Another police officer came over.

"We just called to verify the identity of that overseas Chinese businessman surnamed Yao you mentioned." The police officer's gaze towards Fu Qingnian became strange. "There is indeed someone on the list of five-star hotels you mentioned. However..."

"See? I told you there was such a person. Arrest him right away." Fu Qingnian's eyes lit up.

"But he has no daughter."

Police officer: "He only has one son named Yao Hong. Hong as in magnificent. He is thirteen years old this year."

Fu Qingnian froze on the spot, his expression completely frozen.

"Thirteen years old...how is that possible..." He repeated the sentence nervously, "She is clearly a thirty-year-old woman...she has two daughters, and she said she wanted to marry me...we even invested in the initial shares of the mining company."

The police officer sighed and closed his notebook.

"Alright. One minute you're talking about marrying a 30-year-old woman, the next you're talking about investing in mining stocks. All mineral resources are state-owned assets. What can an ordinary person like you invest in? I think your mental state isn't quite right. I suggest your family take you to a mental hospital for a checkup."

Fu Qingnian was kicked out of the police station.

The sunlight outside was blinding.

He stood on the street, both crying and laughing.

Those who deceive others will eventually be deceived themselves.

It’s over.

Fu Qingnian deeply regretted provoking Yao Hong.

Passersby walked around him, pointing and whispering.

a few days later.

Chen Zui and Shi Xinyi were hosting at the restaurant. Song Xianglan and Yao Hong sat to one side.

Yao Hong wore a proper business suit.

She wore light makeup.

"Have you bought the house?" Song Xianglan poured Yao Hong a cup of tea.

"I bought it outright. It's in the South District with a small courtyard." Yao Hong smiled, raised her teacup to toast Song Xianglan, and said, "I've already moved in with my daughter. We've also rented a double-door shop over there."

Shi Xinyi leaned closer.

"Open a shop? What kind of business?"

"Let's get into the clothing business." Yao Hong looked at Song Xianglan. "Aunt Song's new city clothing brand is expanding into the Shanghai market. I've secured the distributorship in Shanghai. From now on, I can run a small business peacefully, raise my two daughters, and that will make my life worthwhile."

Song Xianglan was very pleased:

"Earning a living with your own hands is the right way. Come on, let's have a drink."

"Women can also achieve great things."

Several wine glasses clinked together.

Outside the glass window, the sun shines brightly.

In another corner of the city, the gate of the Fu family's house was sealed off.

Fu Qingnian was forcibly shoved into a white van by several people in white coats. The van doors slammed shut and it drove off in an unknown direction.

……

Song Xianglan is going to the Sheng family to propose marriage to Liu Yukun.

Chen drove the van.

Song Xianglan complained: "Chen Zui, you spendthrift playboy, you can't stand not spending money. A big color TV, a double-door refrigerator, a washing machine. The trunk is also stuffed with two cases of Moutai and ten cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes, plus a huge pile of candy. If you didn't know better, you'd think you were going to open a department store to stock up on goods."

"Godmother, Kun's affairs are my affairs."

Chen Zui turned the steering wheel and kept honking the horn.

"If we're going to propose marriage, we should make a big show of it. I won't feel right until we've spent all the money."

Shi Xinyi glanced at Chen Zui's eye-catching bright yellow suit.

"Chen Zui, are you dressed like this to propose marriage or to perform in a traditional opera?" Shi Xinyi asked irritably.

Chen Zui grinned and loosened his tie. "This is called throwing money at someone's face; it's the most effective. When we get there, just watch my performance."

Shi Xinyi rolled her eyes at him, but the corners of her mouth turned up.

After following along with Chen Zui's antics for a while, she discovered that his eccentricities actually suited her taste.

The little bit of mutual respect between the two had long since vanished with the passing of time.

Outside the Sheng family compound wall.

A few idle neighbors were munching on sunflower seeds, their eyes occasionally glancing towards the Sheng family's courtyard.

"That girl from the Sheng family, Ruzhi, goes straight home after work and never comes out to talk to us?"

"Why go out? Don't you want to embarrass yourself enough? I heard you brought a guy from out of town back, and he's just staying at your house since nobody's even come to propose."

"I think there's a high chance they got taken advantage of."

"The Sheng couple usually have very high standards, but they've really messed up this time. They've lost all sense of shame in their pursuit of a rich son-in-law. They offered their daughter to them, but the other party didn't even bother to propose. If that were my daughter, I'd be ashamed of myself."

Mrs. Sheng was squatting by the water trough in the yard, washing clothes.

The words outside drifted into my ears on the wind, each one piercing my heart.

She slammed the washboard down with a deafening roar, splashing water all over the floor.

He was seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it; tears were welling up in his eyes.

There was still no response from Song Xianglan, and she was too embarrassed to urge her, fearing that doing so would reveal her weakness.

The neighbors have been giving me the look of amusement for the past few days.

She has to walk with her head down when she goes out to buy groceries, almost as if she's pressed against the wall.

At the alley entrance, the bread truck braked and stopped.

Chen rolled down the car window and waved to a little boy playing in the mud by the roadside.

"Kid, come here."

The little boy ran over with mud in his hand, staring at him warily. "What are you doing?"

"Which house does Sheng Ruzhi live at?" Chen Zui asked.

"That's my aunt." Mao Tou looked up, wiping his nose. "Why are you looking for my aunt?"

"This is a gift for your uncle." Chen Zui took out a few White Rabbit milk candies from his pocket and stuffed them into Mao Tou's hand. "Lead the way."

Clutching the candy, Maotou turned and ran wildly into the alley.

He ran while shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Grandma! Grandma! Someone has come to give Uncle a gift."

That shout brought out everyone in half the alley.

The woman who was eating sunflower seeds stopped, the old man who was playing chess turned his head, and they all stuck their heads out to look at the alley entrance.

Mrs. Sheng was shaking the soap suds in her hands when she heard the noise and rushed outside.

When we reached the alley entrance, we saw a large van parked outside.

Chen Zui pushed open the car door and jumped out. He was wearing a bright yellow suit that glittered.

Song Xianglan and Shi Xinyi got off the bus.

A few young people passing by stopped to watch the commotion.

Chen Zui took out a stack of pre-wrapped red paper packets from his pocket.

"Hey guys," Chen Zui waved the red envelope in his hand, slapping it loudly, "can you help me move the stuff from the car into this yard? Five yuan each for the errand. Want to do it?"

The young people's eyes widened in surprise.

"I'll help move things."

"Me too!"

Five young men rushed over to surround him.

Several elderly people who were watching the spectacle also became envious.

He rolled up his sleeves, trying to get closer.

"We'll help carry the big boxes, five yuan each."

"Hey, hey, grandpas and grandmas," Chen Zui quickly stretched out his hand to stop them, "Don't touch these! They're all heavy. If you bump into them and hurt your backs or even lose your lives here, I can't afford to pay for it."