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

Song Xianglan looked at the two stacks of money clearly separated on the table and nodded to herself.

This man is clear about his finances and his feelings.

I don't think I should abandon my daughter now that she's grown up, nor do I intend to mistreat the woman I marry later.

"The arrangements are very good." Song Xianglan stood up. "I have some business to attend to in Xincheng early tomorrow morning. As for preparing gifts for the formal visits and choosing an auspicious date for the marriage proposal, I'll have Chou Nv and Da Hua help with those."

"I'm telling you, we're not stealing or robbing, we're just openly and honestly pursuing true love."

"Okay, whatever you say."

Zhao Shengli escorted Song Xianglan to the gate, and after watching her walk away, he happily ran back into the yard. Looking at the pile of wood that had just been sawed in half, he felt an inexhaustible surge of energy.

Zhao Shengli began cleaning.

He wanted to decorate his home as beautifully as possible, but felt that he didn't have enough rooms.

How should we arrange accommodation for Juhong's children when they come to visit?

He regretted not building the house bigger back then.

Song Xianglan returned to the Wang family's courtyard.

The main room was brightly lit, and the women were still there.

Upon seeing Song Xianglan enter the room.

The ugly girl was the first to jump up from the bench.

"Lanlan, how is it? How is it?" Liu Chounu grabbed Song Xianglan's arm and pulled her down to sit. "What was that old bastard Zhao Shengli's reaction?"

Widow Wang sat to one side, not daring to lift her head, but her ears were perked up.

She felt a little flustered, afraid that Zhao Shengli would reject her.

Song Xianglan walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water to moisten her throat, and glanced at the group of people before finally settling on Widow Wang.

"Don't worry, with me in charge, it will naturally succeed."

Song Xianglan put down her water glass. "Zhao Shengli revealed his entire fortune in front of me. 1,500 yuan is for Yuanyuan's dowry, and 1,500 yuan is for your wedding. From now on, apart from leaving a quarter for Yuanyuan, the rest will be yours to manage."

"Yuanyuan's biological father was his comrade-in-arms. He was a loyal and sentimental man who always thought of his daughter."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the ugly woman slapped her thigh and burst into laughter.

"I knew I had a good eye for people. This old man is honest. It's normal for him to leave money for his daughter. He doesn't need any subsidies from Ju Hong."

Besides, Zhao Shengli is a hard worker, earns a high salary, and receives generous bonuses. Three-quarters of that is more than enough for Ju Honghua.

"Liu Chounu walked up to Widow Wang and tugged at her sleeve."

"Did you hear that? You've really hit the jackpot this time. Zhao Shengli doesn't drink, smoke, or waste money; he just knows how to work."

Widow Wang's face flushed red, but her eyes were glistening with tears.

She didn't know what to do with her hands, so she just kept smiling with her head down.

"I'm not someone who spends money recklessly."

Liu Dahua leaned against the door frame, winking and grinning mischievously.

"Juhong, I'm so happy you took this brave step today. I'll give you a big gift on your wedding day." Liu Dahua's tone was undisguisedly mischievous.

Widow Wang felt a chill run down her spine when she heard her tone.

"Big Flower Sister, don't give me that." Widow Wang rolled her eyes at her. "Anything that comes out of your hands is bound to be bad. I wouldn't dare accept it."

Liu Dahua is a woman with no taboos. After marrying Liu Yidao, she let herself go and talked nonsense all day long.

The ugly woman, however, became more energetic.

His ears immediately perked up.

"What kind of big gift is this, so mysterious? Big Flower, what good stuff did you get?" Liu Chounu asked with a gossipy look on her face. "If it's not too expensive, get me one too. I want to keep up with the trend."

Liu Dahua covered her mouth and laughed so hard she was shaking, glancing sideways at the ugly woman.

"Are you sure you want it? That's something that can keep a man from getting out of bed. Are you planning to mess with Old Lin?" Liu Dahua teased, raising her eyebrows.

Widow Wang realized what was happening.

His face instantly turned bright red, and he rushed over to cover Liu Dahua's mouth.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? Keep your voice down. The kid next door isn't asleep yet," Widow Wang scolded in a low voice.

At first, the ugly woman didn't understand, but after thinking about it for two seconds, she suddenly realized.

She was stunned.

He then curled his lip in disgust and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Give me a break. Old Lin doesn't even deserve it!" The ugly woman said, as if she were hiding from something dirty. "I've been sleeping in separate rooms from him for a long time."

That old bastard not only snores and grinds his teeth at night, but he also releases poison gas.

He often farts repeatedly in bed in the middle of the night, and tries to keep me trapped under the covers, leaving the room smelling like dead rats.

I could vomit from the night before just by smelling it. If I slept in the same bed with him again, I'm afraid I wouldn't see the sun rise tomorrow.

"I also prepared a set of glamorous pajamas. The underwear was only the size of a palm in the front and just a strap in the back."

Leave the ugly woman: ...

"You old hag, where did you get these things? You and Liu Yidao, those two old geezers, don't you even know what shame is?"

Liu Dahua pouted, "I'm too old to wear that. Ju Hong is only in her early forties, her skin isn't sagging, so it would look good on her."

Song Xianglan frowned. "You're selling these?"

Liu Dahua stammered and nodded, "We have Dawei and a few workers watching over our shrimp ponds."

Liu Yidao's former apprentice at the slaughterhouse somehow got his hands on these, and I found they sell quite well.

Song Xianglan knew who it was without her saying a word.

"It must be that bastard Wang Dachui."

How did you know?

"That kid is exceptionally talented, but he's not cut out for legitimate wealth, so he prefers to make money through shady means." Song Xianglan's apprentice, Gan Zhiyuan, still visits her often, but there's been no news of Zhou Bin.

They burst into laughter.

Widow Wang laughed until tears streamed down her face, completely washing away her earlier awkwardness and tension.

"Sister Da Hua also made a living through shady dealings."

Song Xianglan smiled and said, "At most, she sells some sex toys; it's not even considered shady business."

"Alright, the marriage is settled. Everyone, go back and rest." Song Xianglan glanced at the clock on the wall. "Ugly girl, tomorrow you go to the Zhao family to check the betrothal gift list and the date. This matter needs to be resolved quickly, don't drag it out."

"Leave it to me." Liu Chounv patted her chest loudly. "I'll get this done perfectly first thing tomorrow morning."

The group went home separately.

early morning.

The town's streets were just starting to bustle.

Zhao Shengli carried two large red nylon mesh bags and bought a large red enamel basin with the double happiness symbol on it, as well as a pair of large red thermos flasks with the double happiness symbol on them. He also bought clothes and daily necessities for the children.

"These things are practical; Juhong's family will definitely find them useful." Zhao Shengli weighed the net bag in his hand, grinning from ear to ear.

Liu Chounv curled her lip.

"You're such a practical person. Who proposes marriage without bringing some food to make an impression? All of this is for her child."

"We're all in the same village, no need for all that fancy stuff." Zhao Shengli pointed to the gold shop in front of them. "Let's go buy something decent."

The two entered the jewelry store one after the other.

Zhao Shengli went straight to the counter and carefully selected a pair of pure gold braided earrings.

"This is it. It's substantial, and Juhong will definitely look good in it. Let's buy these earrings first. After the logistics company settles the payment in a couple of days and I get my salary, I'll come back and pick out a gold ring, a gold necklace, and a gold bracelet for her. If we're going to marry her, we have to do it in style. We can't let her lose face in the village."

The ugly woman was left standing to the side.

My eyes almost turned red from watching.

She subconsciously touched the gold earrings she was wearing.

It was bought for her by her two daughters together, and they showed it off quite a bit in the village back then.

But seeing Zhao Shengli's extravagant display, Liu Chounu's competitive spirit resurfaced. These gold earrings were truly heavy, heavier than those worn by the old women in the village.

"Boss, give me two plain gold rings," the ugly woman said, pointing to the counter.

"Sister-in-law Liu, who are you buying this for?" Zhao Shengli asked.

"For my two daughters," Liu Chounu said generously, waving her hand. "Fangfang and Yanzi care about me, so I, as their mother, can't be stingy. One ring for each of them."

The shop assistant quickly wrapped up the two rings and quoted the price.

The ugly woman reached into her pocket.

He counted the money, and his expression changed slightly.

I didn't bring enough money.

She had originally planned to buy one for her third daughter-in-law, Tang Juhua, as the two usually had a good relationship.

As for her other two daughters-in-law, she never even considered that possibility.

Buy them gold?

dream.

"Well, I didn't bring enough money today." Liu Chounu stuffed the two small red boxes containing rings into her pocket. "I'll bring the money tomorrow and go to the market to buy some for Chrysanthemum."

Zhao Shengli carefully put the gold earrings away from his body.

"Once we've bought everything, let's go back and hurry to Xiuhong's house."

Liu Chou-nv rolled her eyes. "An old man's love is like an old house on fire."

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

New town.

The minibus ride took four or five hours.

Song Xianglan led her eldest brother and fourth brother Song off the bus. The three of them were so shaken that their bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

The road conditions are bad right now.

If the highway is completed in the future, it will only take an hour to drive there.

Song Xianglan actually owns a house in Xincheng, but she rented it out a few years ago.

She took her two older brothers directly to the vicinity of the city hospital, found a clean hotel, and booked two rooms.

"Big brother, fourth brother, you two lie down in your room for a while. I'm going to the hospital to see Cong Ying." Song Xianglan put down her luggage.

"Okay, you go ahead with your work." Old Song rubbed his lower back. "We'll wait for you here for dinner."

The city hospital is overcrowded.

Song Xianglan walked up the stairs, and just as she reached the corner on the second floor, she saw a familiar figure not far ahead.