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

Finally, someone went to the brigade headquarters to report the incident to the police.

It was already late at night when the police car from the local police station drove into the village.

Two police officers, armed with flashlights, pushed through the crowd.

"Squat down, everyone. Put down what you're holding."

The lead policeman had just finished shouting when his flashlight shone on Song Erge's face.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

That was the deputy director of the town's police station. A while ago, when Songjiazhuang was growing greenhouse vegetables, it attracted vegetable thieves, and he led the team to catch them. Over time, he became acquainted with Song Erge.

In addition, everyone in the town knew that the Song family had connections, and some of them even held official positions in Shenzhen.

Song Erge threw down the stick and wiped the sweat from his face.

"Director Wang, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you in the middle of the night." Second Brother Song pointed to the elderly Yang couple lying on the ground. "This family is going too far."

Their daughter, Yang Axiu, seduced my son-in-law and even gave my daughter sterilization drugs. The old couple knew everything; they paid their daughter to do this thing that would kill off their family line.

Director Wang frowned.

In this day and age, this kind of behavior is most despicable.

He walked up to Old Man Yang and shone the flashlight on Old Man Yang's face.

"Is that so?"

Old Yang clutched his broken arm, stammering and unable to acknowledge it.

Director Wang's face turned cold. "You parents have done a terrible job. You should have kept this kind of daughter at home and disciplined her properly."

You support her doing such immoral things, and you still have the nerve to cry for help?

"That means they're not parading you through the streets with signs anymore, otherwise your whole family would be the first to be targeted."

The Yang family members were so scolded that they couldn't utter a word, and they trembled with pent-up frustration.

The surrounding villagers were all pointing and whispering.

The mediation results came out very quickly.

Yang Axiu is clearly in the wrong for breaking up someone else's family and swindling Cai Dapao out of child support.

The two sides engaged in a brawl, which led to a dispute, but neither side pursued the matter further.

Each party shall bear the losses incurred.

As for the Cai family's claim to recover child support, that's a separate matter and can only be addressed through litigation.

Director Wang closed the notebook.

"Alright, everyone, you can all leave now."

Song Erge stood in the center of the courtyard, dusted off his hands, and bowed to Director Wang.

"Chief Wang handled the case fairly. Tomorrow I'll have someone make a banner and send it to the police station. Thank you for giving us poor people such great justice."

Old Yang leaned against the wall, couldn't catch his breath, and his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

Night in Yangcuo.

Only a few mournful barks remained.

The Song and Cai families dusted themselves off and swaggered out of Yangcuo Village.

On the dirt road back to the village, the people of Songjiazhuang walked ahead, carrying flashlights.

Cai Dapao's mother, her face covered in blood and mud, limped as she caught up with Song Sansao, who was walking at the back of the group.

"Aunt Song, we've vented our anger with today's vandalism," Cai Dapao's mother said in a low voice, "but why are you all so determined to force Yulu to get a divorce?"

Song Ersao turned her head but didn't stop.

"Why stay together for the New Year if you're not going to get a divorce?" Sister-in-law Song glanced at her sideways.

Cai Dapao's mother got anxious:

"A woman's reputation is ruined when she goes back to her parents' home after a divorce. She'll be the subject of endless gossip in the village. My son, Dapao, got divorced, and so many people are pointing fingers behind his back. For the sake of her reputation, Yulu has to endure it."

"Can fame feed you?"

Sister-in-law Song stopped abruptly. "My daughter is capable of earning her own money. Even if we divorce, she'll still be a precious person. Cai Youde used sterilization drugs on my daughter and conspired against her. How could I leave her in that wolf's den?"

"That gossip..."

"I'm afraid of all the gossip."

Sister-in-law Song slammed the broken shovel on the ground. "Anyone who dares to gossip about my daughter, I'll bring people to their house and smash it to pieces."

Cai Dapao's mother trembled from the shout.

Song Ersao: "Go back and tell Cai Youde's mother. I'm coming to smash things again next month. From now on, I'll come every month. Whoever makes my daughter's life difficult, I'll make sure their whole family can't live. You'd better tell him to obediently get a divorce first."

Cai Dapao's mother didn't dare to respond and nodded repeatedly.

Early the next morning.

Xincheng People's Hospital.

Song Laosi ran around registering and getting the forms.

Song Yulu followed beside her, her eyes bruised and dark. No matter how Song Xianglan tried to persuade her to go home and rest, she wouldn't leave.

X-ray, blood test, CT scan.

After all that fuss, it was almost noon.

In the outpatient room, the attending physician clipped the film onto a translucent plate.

Song Xianglan and Song Laosi sat opposite each other.

"This shadow area is quite large." The doctor pointed at the film with a pen. "We suspect it's late-stage lung cancer. Further hospitalization and a biopsy are needed for a definitive diagnosis."

These words hit them like a ton of bricks.

Song Laosi's legs went weak.

"Doctor, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Song Laosi's voice had completely changed. "My older brother usually just coughs; it's just a matter of taking a few more doses of medicine. He can eat and sleep well."

"A persistent chronic cough is a warning sign. The images on the X-ray are not optimistic." The doctor turned to them. "You family members, please don't get agitated here. Go and get the hospital admission arranged immediately, and have all the necessary tests done."

Song Xianglan sat there, stunned.

My head is buzzing.

In a past life, my elder brother was so worried about his children that he had an argument the night before and didn't get up the next morning. My sister-in-law later tearfully told me that he had been coughing for a long time.

Song Xianglan thought that she had changed her fate and could escape it.

The illness finally came.

Song Laosi was already squatting on the ground, his hands gripping his hair tightly.

"If the doctor says I should be admitted, then I'll go and get admitted."

Outside in the corridor, Cong Ying had already prepared a bed.

Before long, the hospital admission procedures and a series of test orders were all completed.

Brother Song was placed in a private ward.

Song Xianglan stuffed the list in her hand into her bag and turned to stare at Song Laosi, who had just walked over.

"Let's go." Song Xianglan grabbed his arm.

"Where to?"

"Go get a full body checkup." Song Xianglan dragged him toward the outpatient hall.

Song Laosi struggled desperately: "I'm not going. My brother just got diagnosed with something, and if I get diagnosed with something else, the sky will fall."

"Get treatment as soon as possible if you're sick." Song Xianglan didn't let up at all. "You have to get checked today whether you want to or not. I'll get a full body checkup too."

They forced Song Laosi to pay at the payment window and checked every single item on the bill.

Song Xianglan also went to register and had a full check-up.

It was afternoon.

Zhou Fang carried two large bags into the ward. They were full of changes of clothes, towels, a washbasin, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and the like…

"Godmother, you've been spending these past few days at the hospital, it's not good for you to stay in a hotel." Zhou Fang opened the lunchboxes one by one and spread them on the bedside table. "Come stay at my place, it's more convenient for washing up."

Song Yulu chimed in from the side, "Third Aunt, come stay at my place. My place is empty too."

The new city area is not large.

These places are not far apart.

Song Xianglan glanced at Song Yulu, and seeing her absent-minded appearance, she was really worried.

Zhou Fang and Song Laosi are both at the hospital taking care of her today, and they're managing to keep things going.

"Okay, I'll go back with Yulu tonight. I'll stay at Yulu's place again." Song Xianglan made her decision.

In the evening, Song Xianglan followed Song Yulu back to the residential area.

The two walked to the entrance of the building.

Song Yulu didn't rush upstairs; instead, she turned and left the community gate.

A short while later, she returned with a locksmith.

The mechanic, carrying his toolbox, quickly removed the old lock and replaced it with a brand-new security lock.

As soon as the door opened, Song Yulu walked straight into the bedroom.

She pulled out a large suitcase and opened it.

With a yank of the wardrobe door, Cai Youde's suits, shirts, trousers, and even the leather shoes in the shoe cabinet were all pulled out.

Song Yulu didn't even look at it and just stuffed it into the box. When the box couldn't hold it all, she used black plastic bags to put it in.

Once full.

I dragged my suitcase and bags downstairs.

Once inside the courtyard, he tossed his hand and smashed all the clothes, shoes, and Cai Youde's personal belongings into the roadside trash can.

I went back upstairs.

Song Yulu took out the wash basin to collect water.

"Yulu, I'm going out for a bit." Song Xianglan picked up her cloth bag. "I'm going to the nearby market to buy some vegetables and make some soup to take to my brother tonight. You stay home and do the laundry."

"Okay." Song Yulu rolled up her sleeves and started washing the clothes.

The door closed.

Only the sound of running water remained in the room.

Song Yulu carried the washed clothes to the balcony.

She unfolded a coat and hung it on the hanger.

This residential area has an old layout, with two buildings very close together, separated only by a passageway.

Song Yulu looked up, preparing to hang up the clothes rack.

A window on the third floor across the street was suddenly pushed open with a "whoosh".

Yang Axiu stood in front of the window.

Their eyes met.

Yang Axiu was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the corners of her mouth turned up sharply, revealing an extremely contemptuous smile.

She raised her right hand, flicked her fingers at Song Yulu, and then deliberately lowered her head to touch her flat stomach.

That gesture was both jarring and provocative. It silently said, "A hen that doesn't lay eggs should get out of here."

The clothes hanger in Song Yulu's hand crashed onto the cement floor.

The fire in my veins rushed straight to my head.

The body ruined by the sterilization drugs, the humiliation suffered at the police station last night—all the images are mixed together.

Song Yulu turned and rushed into the kitchen.

He pulled a cleaver from the knife rack, gripped it tightly in his hand, flung open the door, and rushed out.

I ran down the stairs, crossed the courtyard, and rushed into the stairwell of the building opposite.

I took a few steps up to the third floor and walked to the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Song Yulu raised the hilt of her knife and began pounding on the door like a madwoman.

The door was quickly pulled open.

Yang Axiu stood behind the door with her arms crossed. Seeing the knife in Song Yulu's hand, she didn't even blink; instead, she laughed even louder.

"Hey, what are you doing with a knife? Trying to cut me?" Yang Axiu leaned against the doorframe. "This house was bought by Cai Youde. This is my home. If you break into a private residence with a knife, I'll call the police and have you arrested at any time."