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

The train stopped at Chaoshi Station.

Yu Pengfei got off the train with his luggage and waved to Song Xianglan through the train window from the platform.

Song Xianglan nodded in acknowledgment, then leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.

After a bumpy ride, we arrived at Qingyang Station.

Song Xianglan got off the train with her luggage, walked out of the train station, and hailed a tricycle to go to the county warehouse.

to the place.

Song Xianglan paid and got out of the car. From a distance, she saw Nie Xiaochuan and Wen Tao watching several porters loading goods onto a tractor-trailer.

"Third Aunt."

"Third Aunt".

Upon seeing her, the two men quickly came up to greet her.

"Xiao Chuan, can you drive me back to the village?" Song Xianglan handed over her luggage.

"OK."

Nie Xiaochuan turned around and gave Wen Tao a few instructions, then ran to the back and drove the bread cart over.

Song Xianglan stood there watching the loading process, and casually asked Wentao:

"Your child is in elementary school now, right?"

"Just started first grade."

Wentao scratched his head, grinning from ear to ear, "The house we bought is right next to my mother-in-law's. Now that my wife has gone to work, my mother-in-law is taking care of the kids. My brother-in-law's kids are also there. The old lady takes care of two kids every day, and I feel so sorry for her."

Song Xianglan looked him up and down.

"You've gained quite a bit of weight. You seem to be living a comfortable life."

Wentao felt even more embarrassed.

"They've been eating more and exercising less lately. Wenqiang's son isn't in good health, and the couple is discussing having another child."

"Don't rush into having a second child if you're not in good health," Song Xianglan frowned. "Have you gone to the big hospitals in the new city?"

"I've seen it, I took you to see it a while ago."

Wentao quickly chimed in, "It was also his mother-in-law who helped take care of everything. Third Aunt, don't laugh at us, but my brother and I are truly blessed to have married such wonderful wives."

"Who do we think we are? To have such wonderful wives, all we do is work hard to earn more money so they can live a good life."

Song Xianglan smiled after hearing this.

"It's good that you have this idea. But just making money isn't enough." Song Xianglan gave her a few words of advice: "You have to be considerate of your wife's hard work. When you get home, you have to help with mopping, washing clothes, and cleaning. You also have to help with cooking."

During holidays and festivals, don't just focus on eating and drinking yourself; buy some jewelry and clothes for your wife and mother-in-law.

People help you take care of your children; it's their obligation, don't take their efforts for granted. You should give them a red envelope (a monetary gift) as a token of appreciation.

Wen Tao nodded repeatedly:

"You're right, I've noted it all down."

Just then, Nie Xiaochuan drove up in his van.

Song Xianglan opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Chunxia must be very busy lately?" Song Xianglan asked, looking out the window.

"I'm busy. I haven't even had time to go back to my mother-in-law's house." Nie Xiaochuan sighed, gripping the steering wheel. "My mother's health has deteriorated quite a bit lately."

She couldn't eat anything, acting like she never felt hungry. If I brought her a bowl of rice, she'd barely manage a couple of mouthfuls of thin noodles or some sweet potato porridge. She looked incredibly thin.

Song Xianglan felt a tightness in her chest.

Song Xiangmei is getting old; this is the natural order of things.

To live to this age, with children and grandchildren by your side in your later years, and not having to worry about food and clothing, is considered a long and happy life.

But when it was time to leave...

The living people around us are always bound to suffer.

"I'll go visit her in Niejiazhuang later," Song Xianglan said.

We arrived at our doorstep.

Nie Xiaochuan helped carry the luggage into the house and then rushed back to the warehouse to get busy.

Just as Song Xianglan took out her key and turned the doorknob, the telephone inside rang shrilly.

She walked quickly over and grabbed the receiver.

"Auntie! It's finally connected." Yu Pengfei's voice came from the other end. "I called home several times but no one answered. I was thinking of calling every half hour so that you would answer as soon as you got home."

"Have you found out?" Song Xianglan sat down on the wooden chair.

"I understand." Yu Pengfei spoke very quickly. "That woman is Wan Xiaoju. Name, appearance, background, everything matches up."

Song Xianglan's heart skipped a beat.

"Green-haired turtle... Wan Xiaoju's man is from Qingyang." Yu Pengfei's tone was full of gossip. "He does security and freight business here. He's all muscle and I heard he was quite good at fighting in his early years, and later made a name for himself."

He truly doted on those two children, carrying them everywhere he went. The two children looked exactly like Wan Xiaoju, which was probably why no one suspected anything.

"Are you sure those two children are Lai Jinsheng's?" Song Xianglan asked.

"It can't be wrong!"

Yu Pengfei assured, "My friend said that although the two children now take the surname Green Turtle, their names are already on the Lai family's genealogy. This is no secret within the Lai family."

They said that once the two children grow up and become independent, they'll definitely have to change their surname back to Lai. Besides, Wan Xiaoju raised the children herself, and they have the deepest bond with their biological mother.

At this point, Yu Pengfei lowered his voice:

"Auntie, what are you planning to do about this? If it really comes out, I'm afraid your nephew won't be able to handle the blow."

Although Song Xianglan didn't say it.

But Yu Pengfei still guessed that the green-haired turtle was Song Xianglan's nephew.

"Song west deserved it. Back then, he insisted on marrying that shameless woman. His family investigated Wan Xiaoju's background thoroughly and presented it to him, but he insisted that it was all a rumor and that she was as clean and pure as a cup of green tea."

He insisted on being the sucker, and I hope that when he finds out the truth, he'll still be able to spout the boastful claim that he enjoys raising other people's children.

I hung up the phone.

Song Xianglan was still angry.

She picked up the receiver.

I dialed Song Laosi's number.

It rang three times before being answered.

"Fourth brother." Song Xianglan's voice was stern.

"Third Sister? You're back from Shenzhen?" Old Fourth Song asked with some surprise.

"Call Qin Ping and have her come to my house immediately."

Old Song was taken aback: "What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry? I was just about to go to town."

"You'll see when we get there. Come with Qin Ping."

After saying that, Song Xianglan hung up the phone.

I just poured myself a glass of water.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

Liu Chou-nu pushed open the door and walked in, carrying two large pomelos in her arms and a plastic bag with more than a dozen bright yellow tangerines hanging from her arm.

"Didn't you say you were going to Shenzhen for a few days and would be back?" Liu Chounu put her things on the table. "How long has it been since you left?"

"I ran into a lot of things and couldn't leave."

Song Xianglan took a tangerine, peeled it, broke off a segment and put it in her mouth. The sweet juice burst out, suppressing the anger in her heart.

"Lin Yan brought over some fruit, saying it was homegrown. I brought some for you," said Liu Chounu, looking at her.

"Who has offended you this time? I bet the anger emanating from your head is three meters and eighty centimeters high."

Song Xianglan spat out a few citrus seeds and changed the subject.

"What about spring flowers and big flowers?"

"Chunhua said her back hurt terribly, she couldn't even stand up. Dahua took her to town to see an old Chinese medicine doctor for acupuncture." Liu Chounu said, moving closer to Song Xianglan, "Hey, have you heard? They're going to build a big road along the coast."

"The coastal highway?" Song Xianglan paused.

According to my memories from my previous life, the construction of this passage will be delayed for several more years.

However, Qingyang has developed much faster in the past few years than in the previous life, so it is normal for roads to be built ahead of schedule.

"I heard that a large part of our village, near the sea, is going to be demolished. The village chief went to a meeting in town yesterday, and as soon as the news leaked out, the village was already in an uproar."

Song Xianglan continued peeling the tangerines: "Will we lose money or land?"

"I heard they'll give us money and resettlement housing too," Liu Chounu sighed. "The families are going to fight over the demolition again."

She glanced at Song Xianglan.

"Your family definitely won't have a big fight. Your children don't care, and your family is well-off. But my family will definitely have a huge fight. That pillar from the Da Hua family will probably make a move this time too."

Song Xianglan thought for a moment:

"Zhu Zi and Zhang Haiyan are neither divorced nor together."

Liu Chounv curled her lip, "These two are strange. They've been living separately for over ten years, each leading their own lives, but they just won't go to the civil affairs bureau to get that marriage certificate."

Song Xianglan: "Before, we didn't get a divorce because the old man from the Zhang family absolutely refused, saying it was shameful."

"Yes. But Old Man Zhang died of illness a few years ago." Liu Chounu shook her head. "Before he died, the old man had a change of heart. He held Zhang Haiyan's hand and told her to get a divorce and find a good man to spend the rest of her life with."

Logically, with the biggest obstacle gone, shouldn't they be getting a clean break? Zhu Zi also suggested getting the paperwork done as soon as possible to avoid delaying each other. But now Zhang Haiyan absolutely refuses to agree.

"What's she after?" Song Xianglan frowned.

"Who knows what she's after?"

Liu Chounu looked puzzled. "Zhang Haiyan is a capable woman, kind and righteous, and she is also filial to Dahua and good at taking care of the children."

When someone gets stubborn, nothing can change their mind.

She's now declared that no matter what, she won't get a divorce. No one can change her mind. Da Hua even advised her to divorce and find someone, promising to leave all her assets to Haiyan's three children. But she refuses.

After listening, Song Xianglan threw the remaining half of the tangerine on the table and wiped her hands with a towel.

"She sacrificed her own life to prove a point," Song Xianglan said calmly. "Actually, she was the one who suffered the most."

Liu Chounv also sighed:

"Absolutely. Life is getting harder and harder for everyone these days."

"Don't talk about them. We've got a mess to make ourselves. Life is all about patching things up today and tearing a hole in tomorrow."

Song Xianglan nodded, "We are more difficult to deal with than others."

As the two were talking, the roar of a motorcycle came from outside the courtyard gate.

Song Laosi shouted loudly from outside, "Third Sister, Qin Ping and I are here!"