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

Yan Xiaowu has a fiery temper.

I was humiliated twice today.

The slight hesitation he had just felt was instantly burned away by his anger.

"You've got some nerve!" he cursed, raising his fist to smash it towards Song Tingting's face.

Song Tingting slightly shifted her body to the side, using the momentum of the other party's lunge.

He grabbed Yan Xiaowu's wrist with his right hand.

Before he could react, Song Tingting kicked him hard in the back of the knee with her left foot.

"Ouch!"

Yan Xiaowu screamed and half of his leg went limp.

The person had already fallen forward.

Song Tingting pulled him over and threw him over her shoulder.

Yan Xiaowu crashed heavily to the ground.

Yan Xiaowu was in so much pain that he couldn't even curse.

Song Tingting looked down at him and casually moved her wrist.

"Is that all the skill you've got? You even dare to try and fight?"

She sneered, "Do you think I've been practicing grappling techniques for nothing all these years?"

Yan Xiaowu clutched his stomach and got up.

He didn't dare to say anything more and staggered towards the main street.

Song Tingting turned and went into the courtyard.

Inside the room, Mao Qiaozhen was sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

Hearing the noise, he looked up.

"Sister Tingting, Brother Xiao Wu, he..." Mao Qiaozhen's eyes were still a little red.

He stopped me at the entrance of the alley.

"What? How dare he...?" Mao Qiaozhen was so angry that she was about to run out.

Song Tingting poured herself a glass of water, took a big gulp, and said, "I beat him up and he ran away. He won't dare to bother you again."

Mao Qiaozhen's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, settled back into her stomach.

"Well done!" Chang Ping clapped her hands from the side.

……

Time flies.

Before we knew it, we were in the mid-to-late 1990s.

Xiaoquan Village has undergone tremendous changes.

Rows of spacious villas.

A smooth cement road.

Song Xianglan's seafood processing plant has become a pillar industry in the village.

The other two production lines have grown larger and larger in Shenzhen and Shanghai, increasing in scale many times over.

The lives of the old acquaintances in the village are getting better and better.

Chen Zui and his wife, who live in Luzon, are now parents of three children.

Two daughters, one son, and now Shi Xinyi is pregnant again.

Zhou Fang and Cong Ying also had a daughter.

She is eight years old this year.

Liu Yukun and Sheng Ruzhi both had a precious daughter who is also eight years old.

The two families' children often get together to play during holidays.

Since that incident, Yan Fangfang has had no intention of remarrying.

She devoted all her energy to her career.

With her three daughters, she expanded her snack shop into a two-story restaurant, which became a huge success.

Nie Erhua, on the other hand, saw through the illusions of the world three years ago.

Go to a temple in the mountains to do resident volunteer work, and seek liberation from the cycle of life and death.

As for Song Tingting, she married Lei Li.

I had a daughter who is five and a half years old this year.

Song Tingting spends all her time in the lab doing scientific research, leaving all the child's needs, from eating and drinking to toileting and education, to Lei's mother, who is retired at home.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a clear division of labor.

They actually got along extremely well.

That summer.

Another joyous occasion has occurred in the village.

Song Shiyi was admitted to Peking University and became an alumnus of Song Tingting.

Song Shiyan received his admission letter from the National University of Defense Technology.

After the two children finished their exams and filled out their college applications, they immediately decided to take their grandmother, Song Xianglan, to Beijing for a good trip.

Song Xianglan waved her hand.

"Go! But I'm not just going with you guys, I'm bringing my old girlfriends with me."

She had previously promised Liu Chounu, Liu Dahua, and Liu Chunhua that she would take them to a big city to broaden their horizons before she died.

Four plane tickets were booked quickly.

The day of departure.

The siblings Song Shiyan and Song Shiyi, pushing their luggage, led four energetic elderly women to the new city airport.

The ugly woman was wearing a brand-new red floral shirt and black leather shoes. She couldn't take her feet once she entered the airport.

"My goodness!"

Looking at the huge pane of glass, the ugly woman said, "On a typhoon day, with strong winds and heavy rain, aren't you afraid the glass will be blown away?"

Liu Chunhua pulled her up.

Don't look at me like I've never seen anything like this before.

Liu Dahua looked around.

There aren't enough eyes to take it all in.

After passing through security.

Several people sat down on the metal chairs in the waiting hall.

Liu Chou-nu sidled up to Song Shiyan, "Youbao, I heard that Zhou Fang's second son is doing really well now, flying a big plane. Will we be able to see him today?"

Song Shiyan laughed out loud and shook his head.

"Grandma, my second brother flies a fighter jet."

Song Shiyan gestured with his hands, "We're on a passenger plane today, specifically for carrying people. These two aren't flying together."

The ugly woman nodded as if she understood:

"Oh, that's the military officer. Impressive."

Liu Chunhua also joined in the gossip:

"Speaking of Erbao, what about Dabao? That kid's always been steady and reliable; I heard he's running a big business now?"

Song Shiyan nodded.

"Big Brother is amazing." Song Shiyan gave a thumbs up. "He carries around a mobile phone all the time and makes calls wherever he goes. Uncle Chen Zui said that Big Brother is a natural businessman; his mind works faster than anyone else's."

Liu Dahua listened with deep emotion.

"Lanlan, listen to this. How successful the kids are these days."

Liu Dahua's eyes welled up slightly. "I've lived a worthwhile life. Even in my old age, I can still ride this big iron bird to Beijing. All this good life is thanks to you."

Song Xianglan patted the back of her hand.

"Don't be so formal. We've been through thick and thin together, so we should share the good times now. Besides, Liu Yidao wanted to take you abroad, but you refused."

As they were talking.

Song Shiyi took them to eat noodles.

Soon, several bowls of steaming noodles were served.

The noodle soup was clear.

Two thin slices of beef and a few green vegetables float on top.

Liu Chou-nu picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of noodles, and was just about to put it in her mouth when she casually asked:

"Shiyi, how much is a bowl of noodles? Things at the airport must be expensive, right? Does it cost five yuan?"

Song Shiyi smiled slightly:

"Not expensive. Eighty yuan a bowl."

The ugly woman's hand trembled.

The noodles picked up with chopsticks fell back into the soup with a thud.

The soup splashed out.

Liu Dahua and Liu Chunhua were also stunned, their hands holding the bowls frozen in mid-air.

"How many?"

Liu Chou-nv raised her voice, drawing stares from those around her. "Eighty yuan? That's robbery! My grocery money for one or two months for this bowl of noodles? Is this beef cut from dragon meat?"

Liu Dahua stared at the two slices of beef in the bowl and shook her head.

"Refund it, refund it."

Liu Chunhua stood up hurriedly, "This isn't noodles, it's my heart and soul! Take it back and return it to them right away!"

The ugly woman echoed:

"Shiyi, go find the noodle seller. Tell him we didn't touch a single bite and are returning the noodles to him untouched."

Song Xianglan forcibly suppressed her laughter.

"Alright, stop embarrassing yourselves." Song Xianglan scolded, "It's already sold, do you think they'll give you a refund? Besides, this is money the children gave us as a gift, it was paid for by Shiyan Shiyi, why are you all so upset?"

The ugly woman was left holding the bowl.

His brows furrowed into a knot.

"I just can't swallow it. Eighty yuan! Every bite costs money."

Song Xianglan glared at her.

"Just swallow it. Eat it quickly, it'll get cold soon!"

Only then did the group grit their teeth and start stuffing noodles into their mouths, one bite at a time.

They ate with such bitterness and resentment that they didn't even leave a drop of soup.

Finally, the boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker.

The family boarded the plane without incident.

The feeling of weightlessness at the moment of takeoff made several elderly women hold on tightly to the handrails, too frightened to breathe for a long time.

Once the plane was flying smoothly above the clouds, the three little old ladies pressed their faces against the small window, looking down at the sea of ​​white clouds, and kept praying for the Bodhisattva's blessing.

"Does the Bodhisattva live inside the clouds?"

May the Bodhisattva protect you.

Two and a half hours later.

The plane landed smoothly in Beijing.

A group of people pushed their luggage out of the station exit and saw a tall man waving in their direction from afar.

"mom!"

Lei Li strode forward to meet him.

He first took the suitcase from Song Xianglan, and then helped Liu Chounu carry her bag.

"Shiyan, Shiyi, you've grown taller!" Lei Li patted Song Shiyan on the shoulder. "Come on, the car is parked outside."

Lei Li drove up in a spacious seven-seater minivan.

Everyone got into the car.

The car started and drove towards the city.

Lei Li glanced at Song Xianglan in the rearview mirror as he drove.

"Mom, you must be exhausted from the journey?" Lei Li asked with a smile. "My mom cleaned up the guest room yesterday and changed the sheets and blankets. She said it's not easy for you to come all this way, so she wants to take you all to see the Forbidden City and the Great Wall in Beijing."

Song Xianglan waved her hand to interrupt.

"We won't go to my in-laws' place. I appreciate her kindness, but I have a courtyard in Beijing, so we'll go back to our own house, which is spacious and comfortable."

The ugly woman in the back row nodded repeatedly.

"No need to trouble your mother-in-law."

Liu Chou-nv chimed in, "She's from the city, we're just old women toiling in the fields. Going there would only cause her trouble."

Liu Dahua also smiled and struck up a conversation.

"That's right. Lei Li, go back and thank your mother for us. Just let Lan Lan stay with us."

We're a bunch of old geezers, and when we get together, we speak loudly and without restraint. We're quick to resort to hitting and cursing. Your mother, that supposedly refined woman, shouldn't be scared of us."

Lei Li laughed along.

"Auntie, what are you saying? My mom always hopes the house will be more lively."

Lei Li turned on his turn signal. "But Tingting also said that Mom can decide where she stays. If you're staying in a courtyard house, I'll drive over there in a bit."

"Drive straight back to the yard," Song Xianglan decided. "Bring the kids over for dinner tonight, and treat us to Peking duck."

The car was immediately filled with laughter and cheerful chatter.

We drove towards the bustling city center of Beijing.