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

Song Xianglan hung up the phone, her eyebrows furrowing into a tight knot.

She needs to go and check on Xiang Dong's family.

She went next door and found the ugly woman drying cucumbers.

"Ugly girl, I have to go to Shenzhen early tomorrow morning. Could you keep an eye on things at home for me? Also, please take good care of the senior citizens' canteen with Old Lin, Chunhua, and Dahua."

Since the senior citizens' canteen opened.

Liu Chunhua is feeling much better.

I go to the cafeteria to help out every day.

Old Lin was also busy cleaning, showing more willingness to work than he would at home.

"Go to Shenzhen?"

The ugly woman put down the winnowing basket she was holding. "Why so suddenly? What happened at the factory?"

"It's Xiang Dong and Hui Jun. Yang Liu said these two are being as polite as if they're discussing business. I need to go see what's going on."

"Impossible. Yang Liu's mouth can talk a lot of nonsense. I think Xiang Dong and Hui Jun are doing quite well." Liu Chounu paused and then said, "You should still go and see for yourself."

"Huijun likes pickled cucumbers. I'll go get some for you to take with you."

"OK."

Song Xianglan followed Liu Chou into the kitchen. "The last time I saw Huijun, I noticed she wasn't as happy as before. Xiangdong is busy with work, and I'm afraid he's so focused on climbing the ladder that he's forgotten where he came from."

"Such a high-ranking leader, how could he not be busy?"

Song Xianglan did not want Song Xiangdong to keep climbing the social ladder.

The higher the rank, the greater the responsibility.

"But we can't neglect Huijun."

The ugly woman dressed up a lot of pickled cucumbers for Song Xianglan.

Song Xianglan carried the pickled cucumbers home.

I also went to the vegetable garden and picked some vegetables.

The next morning, Song Xianglan carried a large bag and took a bus from the county to Shenzhen.

Song Xianglan arrived at Xiang Dong's house.

She rang the doorbell but no one answered, so she simply put her bag down at her feet.

I sat down on the steps by the door to rest.

Not long after.

Shen Huijun returned carrying several plastic bags.

"mom?"

Shen Huijun put down the groceries in her hand, took out her keys, and opened the door.

"When did you arrive? Why didn't you call me? I could have picked you up at the station!"

"I just arrived a little while ago." Song Xianglan stood up, picked up her bag, and went inside.

While Shen Huijun was bending down to change her shoes, they took advantage of the moment.

Song Xianglan sized her up a few times.

Shen Huijun had fine lines around her eyes, and her complexion was much duller than before. Although her expression still held the tranquility of a well-bred lady, the weariness that life had worn down her could not be hidden in her eyes.

We went inside.

Shen Huijun quickly poured water for Song Xianglan and then went to cut fruit.

"Alright, stop fussing around and come sit down." Song Xianglan patted the sofa cushion.

Shen Huijun wiped her hands.

Sit down next to me.

"How are things going with Xiang Dong lately?" Song Xianglan went straight to the point.

"It's fine." Shen Huijun smiled, running her hand through her hair. "We're a middle-aged couple, what else can we do?"

"Mom, come live with me here. I miss you."

Song Xianglan picked up her water glass and snorted coldly:

"Don't try to fool me. In your marriage, you've always been the one giving more. Just because you love Xiang Dong doesn't mean it's your right. And just because he's a cadre doesn't mean he can comfortably enjoy your financial support for the family."

"Silly child, you have no reason to wrong yourself."

Shen Huijun looked down at her hands.

"Mom, you're overthinking it. Xiangdong even treated me to a movie the other day."

"You think you can just be dismissed by watching a movie?" Song Xianglan stared at her.

The light in Shen Huijun's eyes dimmed.

He sighed:

"Actually, I don't know what's wrong with me lately. Maybe it's because I'm getting older, but I've inexplicably become irritable. I often have night sweats and can't sleep well. Sometimes when I'm sitting alone, I feel quite disappointed about the future of my life."

"Cong Ying mentioned perimenopause," Shen Huijun shook her head. "But Cong Ying doesn't have those symptoms; she's energetic every day."

Song Xianglan knew exactly what was going on.

Xiang Dong was so busy he barely had time to rest.

Fu Bao and You Bao have finished their college entrance exams. They will spend the summer vacation in Beijing, and then school will start, so they won't be home.

The elderly couple in the Shen family are getting on in years.

I went back to Haishi a while ago, saying I wanted to get together with my old classmates and friends.

The house suddenly felt empty.

Shen Huijun was busy taking care of Xiang Dong's work and children.

A few years ago, I deliberately chose a less demanding department and didn't advance further in my career.

Now that the children are grown up and the parents have passed away, my husband is nowhere to be seen.

She lives alone in this empty house.

The body's hormones change.

It's no wonder I feel terrible.

"Go change your clothes. Put on a pretty dress." Song Xianglan put down her water glass and stood up.

"Why are you changing clothes?" Shen Huijun was completely confused.

"I'll take you out to see the world."

Half an hour later.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went into the most upscale beauty salon in the city center.

Song Xianglan made the final decision and booked the most expensive full-body massage and facial treatment package.

The two of them lay in a private room filled with the scent of essential oils.

Listening to soft music.

The masseuse's technique was superb.

Shen Huijun's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and she drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up.

I felt light all over.

Song Xianglan went to the front desk, got a membership card, and put it in Shen Huijun's bag.

"Mom, this is too expensive." Shen Huijun tried to take it out.

"Take it." Song Xianglan pressed her hand down. "It's a gift for you. A woman should love herself before she can love others."

Shen Huijun had no choice but to accept it.

I left the beauty salon.

The two headed straight to the mall.

I bought five or six pieces of the latest trendy clothes.

There are also two pairs of shoes.

There was also a bag from a brand with a price tag that made people gasp.

I swiped Song Xianglan's card.

We had dinner at a high-end Italian restaurant.

Shen Huijun was cutting the steak.

His complexion was noticeably better than when we first met in the afternoon.

It was only 8:30 pm when we finished eating.

"Let's go sing karaoke." Song Xianglan wiped her mouth with a napkin.

"Singing?" Shen Huijun's eyes widened.

"Just the two of us?"

"What? You think this old woman can't sing pop songs?"

"No, Mom. I didn't mean that."

The two entered a lavish karaoke bar.

We booked a private room.

Song Xianglan ordered a bottle of wine and a bunch of snacks.

Shen Huijun was initially hesitant to open up.

After Song Xianglan sang a few lines into the microphone, Shen Huijun joined in.

They sang until after 11 p.m.

The two of them, their throats parched, walked out of the private room arm in arm.

The guests in the corridor were all looking this way.

Someone muttered quietly, "A mother and daughter are here to sing?"

Song Xianglan replied proudly, "We are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and this is my daughter-in-law."

The envious gazes around them were almost enough to push them out.

"My wife and my mother fight every day."

"If my wife dares to come and sing, my mom can scold her for three years without repeating herself."

"How come a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are even closer than a mother and daughter?"

Song Xianglan smiled smugly: "You husbands and sons also need to do your jobs properly."

Shen Huijun was delighted.