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

A loud roar came from outside the door. Zhou Fang and Cong Ying got off their motorcycles, pushed open the glass door, and came in.

Finally, hurried footsteps came through the microphone.

"Hey? Is that Third Sister?" Song Ersao's panting voice came through the receiver.

Interspersed among them were Brother Song's anxious inquiries:

"What's the matter that's so urgent?"

Song Xianglan took a deep breath. "Second sister-in-law, listen carefully to what I'm about to say. Stay calm and don't faint."

Song Xianglan quickly recounted the entire scandalous affair between Cai Youde and Yang Axiu.

There was a few seconds of dead silence on the other end of the phone.

Immediately afterward, a sharp, angry curse pierced the receiver, making Song Xianglan's ears ache.

"Cai Youde, how many times has the forest been broken and sold?" Sister-in-law Song went completely mad, her voice cracking, "Chicken white."

"Gan Lin Liang" (a type of rain).

Brother Song, who was standing nearby, had obviously heard it too, and his rough cursing followed immediately. "Cai Youde, I curse Old Man Lin."

All sorts of vile and offensive insults.

It came like a barrage of bullets from the other end of the phone.

The hotel owner's ear was practically pressed against the microphone, but she still preferred the local swear words.

Song Xianglan quickly moved the microphone further away; she didn't want to be deafened.

"Second sister-in-law, listen to me, save your energy for when you go to the Cai family and give them a piece of your mind. Go and do it to the Cai family!" Song Xianglan shouted into the receiver.

The shouting from the other side stopped for a moment.

"Go to the brigade now and call on the toughest women in our village," Song Xianglan said fiercely. "And also call on a few able-bodied men. It doesn't matter if it costs a little more money. Our family isn't short of money, we're not afraid to spend it."

"Bring your weapons. Go to the Cai family and that Yang Axiu's family home. Smash them to pieces!"

"It's fine to demolish it and pay for the depreciation. We can demolish it again in a while."

On the other end of the phone, Sister-in-law Song was furious.

"You son of a bitch, Cai Youde, may your whole family die!" Second Sister Song cursed, breathless. "Where's Yu Lu? Is she alright? Did she lay a hand on me? Did she suffer any harm?"

"I'll go to the new town tomorrow."

Song Xianglan gripped the microphone tightly. "I didn't lose anything; she's with me. That girl is so quiet and doesn't lift a finger. With me here, you don't need to come over."

"How did I give birth to such a soft dough ball?"

Sister-in-law Song was both angry and heartbroken, her voice trembling with tears, "I may have a short temper, but I've never laid a finger on her since she was a child."

She's being bullied like this outside and doesn't even know how to fight back. Tell her not to be afraid of that beast. Divorce him immediately. At worst, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives. Her parents are still alive; if we can raise her, we can take care of her until she's old.

Song Xianglan felt a lump in her throat as she listened.

"I know, I'll tell her."

"Keep a close eye on her over there, don't let that bastard Cai Youde get any closer to her," Song Ersao said through gritted teeth.

Don't worry.

"Third sister, I have nothing to ask of you in this life. Please take care of Yulu for me, and don't let her do anything foolish. Waaah... I want her to be alright."

Song Xianglan hummed in agreement and hung up the phone.

Zhou Fang held Cong Ying's hand.

"Godmother," Zhou Fang said, raising their intertwined hands in mid-air, "we're together now."

Song Xianglan suppressed her worries and forced a smile onto her face.

She walked over and patted Zhou Fang on the shoulder.

"It's good that you're together now. Live a good life together from now on." Song Xianglan's expression turned serious. "Zhou Fang, let me make this clear from the start. You're a divorced man with two sons, and Cong Ying is a battlefield medic who has been to the front lines and braved gunfire. Her character is impeccable. You must never bully her in the future."

Zhou Fang immediately straightened her back.

"Godmother, don't worry, I must treat her well and never let her suffer the slightest grievance."

"If you two ever have a fight," Song Xianglan stared at him, "I won't ask anything. It'll definitely be your fault, you're the one who acted foolishly."

Zhou Fang nodded repeatedly.

Cong Ying felt a warmth in her heart and turned her head to glance at Brother Song sitting on the bench.

Brother Song's face was sallow, and his breathing was heavy.

Cong Ying walked over in a few steps and whispered something.

He placed his hand on Brother Song's wrist.

A few minutes later, Cong Ying withdrew her hand.

She glanced at Brother Song, then looked at Song Xianglan, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Brother Song's face turned even uglier.

Song Xianglan's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out on her palms.

Song Laosi led Song Yulu downstairs.

Song Yulu washed her face, but her eyes were still red.

"Let's go eat at that little restaurant next door," Song Xianglan said to everyone.

The group left the hotel.

Walking under the dim streetlights.

Cong Ying deliberately lagged behind by two steps and grabbed Song Xianglan's arm.

"Aunt Song," Cong Ying said in a low voice, "take Uncle to the hospital for a thorough check-up as soon as possible. Something's not right."

"I came to Xincheng specifically to bring him for a checkup," Song Xianglan said, her voice tight. "We'll go to your hospital first thing tomorrow morning."

"I'll get up early tomorrow and take Uncle Song directly to register," Cong Ying instructed.

Song Xianglan nodded.

It felt like a stone was pressing on my heart.

The eldest brother, Song, stopped and glanced back at them. "Third sister, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." He then looked at Song Yulu, "Yulu's matter is important. Don't let me distract you."

"Uncle, I'm fine." Song Yulu said with her head down. "I'll go talk to Cai Youde tomorrow. What needs to be broken off will be broken off sooner or later."

Brother Song sighed and didn't reply.

Meanwhile, in Songjiazhuang.

After hanging up the phone, Sister-in-law Song turned around and ran outside.

"Get your weapons. Second brother, gather all the brothers and nephews in the family and head to Caijia Village!" Song Ersao shouted at the top of her lungs.

Second Brother Song had already followed them out.

The village chief's wife, carrying an empty bowl, came out of the house upon hearing the commotion.

I heard Sister-in-law Song answering the phone just now.

A large crowd had gathered at the entrance of the brigade headquarters.

"Second son's wife, what's going on? Why are you shouting and threatening to kill in the middle of the night?" The village chief's wife asked with a gossipy look. "Isn't her son-in-law, Cai Youde, a good person?"

He came back to visit his mother-in-law for the New Year, carrying loads of gifts, and treated Yulu incredibly well. Is she like that Song Qiang, having someone else on the side too?

Several women who were enjoying the cool air also gathered around.

"Exactly, Cai Youde looks so honest, how could he do something like this?"

Song Ersao was already furious.

Upon hearing this, he turned around and cursed:

"Are you all mind readers? You can tell whether his farts smell good or bad? Are you all blind and have foul mouths? You might as well go to the police station to investigate and see who looks like a good person and who isn't a thief."

The village chief's wife shrank back as she was scolded.

I still couldn't help but mutter:

"Why are you getting so worked up? We're just concerned..."

"Don't bother with your crocodile tears and fake compassion." Sister-in-law Song spat. "Everyone in the village knows what kind of temper and character my Yulu has. If you dare to spread rumors again, don't blame me for tearing your mouths apart."

"You've only been eating your fill for a few years, and you all think you're so capable. You don't do any real work, all you do is gossip behind people's backs."

That's all.

Sister-in-law Song pushed through the crowd and stormed off.

The village chief's wife blushed and paled in turns, then turned to complain to the other women.

"Look at her temper, she's like she's on fire. We're only doing this for Yulu's own good. What face does a woman have to argue with a man if she doesn't have children of her own?"

The Song family is so hypocritical. Back then, when Song Qiang had five daughters in a row, he went to other women to have a son, but none of them were as fiery as they are now.

The voice just fell.

The village chief walked out from behind the house with his hands behind his back.

"You ate too much shit last night, what are you spouting nonsense about?" The village chief roared with a stern face. "If you don't know the reason, then shut up. You're all talk and no action.

If it weren't for the Song family taking the lead in planting cash crops, would every household in our village be able to build a red brick house? Where do you get the time to sit here and speak up for the Cai family?

What kind of person is Cai Youde? How much do you know about him? Don't always bring up Song Qiang. Cai Youde is not Song Qiang, and Yang Liu is no match for Song Yulu.