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

Ju Hong paused for a moment, then turned to look down.

"What's that noise?"

The ugly woman was sweeping the yard when she heard this and slammed the broom handle on the ground. "It's about your period. Have you changed your toilet paper this month?"

Ju Hong thought for a moment, her expression somewhat uncertain.

"It's been over a month since my last period. I'm forty-four, I should have gone through menopause a long time ago. I guess my body has shrunk."

Liu Chounv immediately rolled her eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense. You're only in your forties, what kind of menstrual cycle is that? Look at us old folks, we all didn't dry up until our early fifties. You're really not that old yet."

Upon hearing this, Liu Chunhua slapped her thigh in surprise.

"My God!"

Liu Chunhua shouted, "Ju Hong, are you pregnant with a pearl?"

Ju Hong was startled by those words.

My hand trembled and I almost fell off the bench.

"Impossible." Ju Hong waved her hands repeatedly, so anxious that she stammered.

"How old am I? My daughter Xiaoxia is already working. How could I possibly get pregnant at my age?"

Liu Chounv didn't believe in this nonsense and leaned over to stare at Ju Hong's face.

"Don't rush to deny it. Think back, have you had any strange or unusual dreams lately?"

Ju Hong frowned and thought for a long time.

"I had a dream a couple of nights ago," Ju Hong said softly. "I dreamt that I climbed a mountain, and there was a large tangerine orchard on the hillside."

The fruit inside wasn't green; it was all those golden, shiny tangerines. I picked the biggest two, holding them in my arms; the fruit was heavy.

The three women in the courtyard exchanged glances.

They didn't know whether or not it was a pregnancy dream.

Just rambling a bit.

"Granted."

Liu Chunhua clapped her hands decisively, "Golden fruit, she's definitely pregnant. Back then, we all had these kinds of dreams before getting pregnant. It's either a boy or a big, healthy girl."

Liu Chunhua had no recollection of any pregnancy dream.

It's just nonsense.

Song Xianglan didn't understand either.

She was always confused when she gave birth, and Shen Huijun's pregnancy and childbirth didn't require much of her attention.

She put down the rattan paddle in her hand, and her expression became serious.

"Juhong, come down first. Don't touch this climbing work." Song Xianglan beckoned her down from the stool. "This matter cannot be taken lightly."

There's a big market day tomorrow, have Zhao Shengli take you to the town clinic for a thorough checkup. If you're pregnant, that would be wonderful news.

Liu Chounv doesn't pretend to know everything; she doesn't mention that she used to sleep like a pig and never had any dreams.

"Ju Hong, don't believe that. We all came from that time. Do you have a bad memory and have forgotten?"

Ju Hong: ...

She got off the bench with some skepticism.

I touched my stomach; my heart was pounding.

Although she is old.

But Zhao Shengli didn't have any biological children, and she secretly wanted to have a child for him.

Regardless of gender.

Having a child, even a biological daughter, is enough to keep her and find a son-in-law.

The ugly woman clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"Zhao Shengli's physique is no joke. When you see him shirtless working in the field, the muscles on his arms look like they're all tough and muscular."

Unlike my old man, who's all flabby fat and loose skin when he takes off his clothes. This strength, used in the right place, really works.

One sentence made the women in the courtyard burst into laughter.

Liu Chunhua: "Hahaha... My dog ​​is also fat, and it smells like smoked fat."

She clicked her tongue and joked:

"You know what, Ju Hong's complexion has been exceptionally good lately, so radiant and supple. The elders say that carrying a girl makes you more fertile, so it might just be a girl."

As they were talking.

A long, drawn-out shout came from outside the courtyard wall.

"Xianglan, come out quickly! Your daughter-in-law has brought the child back."

Upon hearing the sound, Song Xianglan put the rattan cane on the stone slab, wiped her hands on her apron, and ran outside.

"They're here."

Liu Chounu and Liu Chunhua also put down their work and went out to greet them.

From afar, you can see a hand-operated tractor emitting black smoke at the intersection.

Shen Huijun, wearing a brand-new camel-colored woolen coat, led Fu Bao and You Bao as they unloaded things from the truck bed.

The brothers Da Bao and Er Bao followed behind.

Song Xianglan ran over, hugged Fu Bao tightly, and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, my dear grandson!" Song Xianglan beamed. "Why are you back so early? Didn't your father come back with you?"

Shen Huijun lifted the two large travel bags to the ground.

"I can't leave my workplace in the east; I won't be back until the afternoon of Lunar New Year's Eve. Anyway, the kids are on holiday, and my parents are eager to go back to Haishi to meet up with friends. I might as well take the kids and go back first."

I went to the new city to transfer buses and asked Cong Ying. Cong Ying was also busy at work; Zhou Fang was busy with year-end settlements. So I brought my second and first children back together.

Erbao pulled a large, square red paper package out of the truck bed and shouted:

"Grandma, Dad asked my brother and me to clean the house first, and then help us buy some things."

"Okay, okay."

Song Xianglan readily agreed and turned to ask Liu Chounu and the others to help carry the things.

The group walked towards Song Xianglan's house in a lively atmosphere.

I had just arrived at Song Xianglan's courtyard.

They ran into Granny Yu.

Granny Yu had a tattered bamboo basket slung over her arm.

She had been walking with her head down, but when she looked up and saw this huge crowd of people, she slowed down.

She glanced at the well-dressed Shen Huijun, her deadpan eyes darting to the expensive gift boxes Shen Huijun was carrying, her envy and jealousy practically overflowing.

Usually at times like this, she would always come over to nitpick and criticize, or ask about something.

But today, Granny Yu acted out of character.

With a stern face, she didn't ask a single question, and walked quickly past with her head down, her body turned to the side.

The ugly woman stopped in her tracks.

Turning his head, he watched Granny Yu's retreating figure grow faster and faster as she walked away.

"That's really strange." Liu Chounu turned to Song Xianglan and asked, "Usually, whenever she sees someone coming back, she always asks about what's going on outside. Why didn't she even ask about her Pengfei today?"

Shen Huijun: "I have met Yu Pengfei, in Shenzhen."

Watching Granny Yu's figure disappear around the corner, Song Xianglan looked away.

"Huijun, you just said you saw Yu Pengfei?" Song Xianglan asked in a low voice, "Was he really in Shenzhen?"

Liu Chunhua and Liu Chounu, who were standing nearby, immediately perked up their ears and leaned closer.

"They're working on the construction site right next to the land you bought to build your factory," Shen Huijun said. "I heard about it from Xiang Dong."

Liu Chunhua's eyes widened.

"Is he carrying bricks at a construction site?"

"At first, I worked as a construction worker in Shenzhen," Shen Huijun continued. "The foreman on the construction site was heartless. He refused to pay his workers and even tried to run away. Yu Pengfei led a group of people and confronted the foreman."

Liu Chunhua's eyes widened in surprise.

"He made a move?"

Shen Huijun nodded, "But he didn't act recklessly. He captured the leader first, and pinned the contractor to the ground in just a few moves. He took the ledger and calculated everything clearly, not taking a penny more or less."

After that commotion, all the workers submitted to him. He then formed a team and took on all the work himself. It's said that he knew how to use his brain from the very beginning of his construction work.

Song Xianglan was somewhat surprised.

"How did Xiang Dong know about him?" Song Xianglan asked.

"He saw Zhou Fang at the construction site a few times," Shen Huijun said. "He got Zhou Fang to contract the work. I heard from Xiang Dong that he is very disciplined. He doesn't cheat the workers and lives and eats with his subordinates."

During the day, he would carry cement and do manual labor himself; at night, he would use a flashlight to learn how to read blueprints.

He's completely different from his former self. They say he'll definitely make a name for himself in the future. As long as he stays focused and doesn't get carried away with a little money.

Liu Chounv: "It seems he's quite talented."

Liu Chunhua pouted, "No matter how capable he is, why doesn't he ever send a letter home?"

My mother, wife, and children are all struggling in the village.

He works as a construction foreman out there, and doesn't even send any money home. Even if he doesn't bring his family over to enjoy a comfortable life, he could at least come back for the New Year. He's utterly heartless.