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

The anger in Song Xianglan's chest did not subside; instead, it burned even more fiercely.

She raised her foot, clad in a cloth shoe with multiple layers of soles, and kicked Zhang Yujuan's tear-streaked face hard.

Then he turned around and kicked Yang Dashan again, landing precisely on Yang's pig-like face.

"what!"

"Aww!"

The two screams, overlapping, sounded particularly pleasing to the ear.

If we're going to fight, it'll be two people fighting together.

"You shrew, I should have married Yujuan, not you. I was forced into it."

"Have you no shame? Forcing you to marry me?"

Bullshit!

Who was it that sent matchmakers three times to knock down the threshold of my Song family to propose marriage?

It's you who's always pretending to be all lovey-dovey at the intersection.

He blocked my way like a dog in heat!

Yang Dashan was kicked so hard that his nose bled profusely.

His eyes were filled with humiliation.

He considered himself a cultured man, and he married Song Xianglan because she was capable, strong, and could serve others while earning work points and wages.

You can marry him and bring him home.

The gossipy villagers all say he's a kept man.

He's a cultured man.

Enraged, he stiffened his neck and roared:

"Song the pig slaughterer. Don't you have any manners at all? You're uncultured and mean-spirited..."

Song Xianglan sneered:

"An old dog that can only work hard on a woman's belly has the nerve to talk about manners? Since you're so cultured, how come you've even fed the four characters 'propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame' to a dog?"

She grabbed Zhang Yujuan, who was trying to shrink into the corner of the bed.

They pulled the person back like they were carrying a chick.

He raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

"Snapped!"

"She constantly boasts about her long-lived, widowed life, so widowed that she brings random men home."

Zhang Yujuan's mouth bled from the beating.

She covered her face and could only sob softly, but her eyes kept glancing towards Wang Dahai.

She was hoping the green-haired turtle could save her.

Wang Dahai was indeed heartbroken.

He wanted to pull Song Xianglan away but didn't dare touch the kitchen knife in her hand.

All I can do is howl there:

"Can I just let this go? Let's pretend it never happened and you can leave now."

Song Xianglan looked at Wang Dahai, who was utterly hopeless and utterly useless.

I felt a wave of nausea.

Others who catch adulterers have an accomplice.

She was facing three opponents.

She's kept these two junks until now, just waiting for Wang Dahai to come back.

Song Xianglan spat in his face.

"Wang Dahai, you fucking love wearing green hats, and you like sharing a cave with Yang Dashan as brothers-in-law."

That's your quirk, it's none of my business.

But I'm not talking about your petty squabbles today.

This is a compensation issue for the illegitimate child I raised for you two, a relationship that has lasted for over twenty years.

In her past life, she raised Yang Jianjun and his children like an idiot. The old man wanted to give his first love a silver-haired wedding before he died, leaving her with nothing to pick up trash.

Liu Dahua, who lived closest to the house, ran in, panting.

Following behind Zhang Haiyan, the villagers who had come to watch the commotion, the Wang and Yang family members, and even the brigade leader, the party secretary, and the women's director all arrived with dark faces.

Wang Dahai's biological mother also came.

The old lady was so angry that she trembled all over.

She and her vixen daughter-in-law were never on good terms, so Wang Dahai even severed ties with her and refused to visit her during the New Year.

Years of pent-up resentment finally erupted.

"I'll beat you to death, you shameless slut! I knew you were a restless, slutty vixen."

Old Mrs. Wang swung the old shoe she had brought and hit Zhang Yujuan.

"You piece of trash! You come to our Wang family and do nothing but bring wild men into our home."

How did your parents raise you?

"I raised a son of a bitch like you to be drowned in a pig cage. I'll hang this tattered shoe around your neck for your parents to see."

The worn-out shoes smelled musty.

It hit Zhang Yujuan squarely in the face.

Zhang Yujuan was stunned by the impact.

She also suddenly ripped off the tattered shoe from her face, her expression as crazed as a vengeful ghost.

"You old hag! What right do you have to curse me?"

Am I only fit to suffer alongside your son?

He's at sea all year round, do you know how hard it is for me to live alone in this empty house?

How dare you call me shameless?

You old hag, every night you and your father-in-law toss and turn on the kang (heated brick bed) cooking, making so much noise that the whole yard can hear it.

You're always being indecent, how dare you criticize me?

The entire room fell silent.

Is this... something that can be said?

Grandma Wang was so angry she almost fainted, clutching her chest and rolling her eyes.

Yang Dashan gritted his teeth and got halfway up from the ground.

Stand in front of Zhang Yujuan:

"Grandma Wang, don't go too far! This is a new society, we don't do that kind of thing anymore."

We need gentleness, not force... How can you treat the frail Comrade Yujuan like this... Ah!

Song Xianglan completely ignored his nonsense.

A fist slammed into his mouth.

He swallowed the rest of his words.

"Who gave you the right to interrupt, you beast? Today I'll show you what it means to be like Wu Song fighting the tiger."

Wang Dahai went over and helped Zhang Yujuan, whose clothes were disheveled.

He is in pain.

"Mom, it's all Yang Dashan's fault. He lied to Yujuan. It's the fault of the Yang family."

Wang Dahai roared out some outrageous and absurd words that shook heaven and earth:

"Song Xianglan! Are you completely without fault?"

I earn money at sea to support my family.

You're a woman at home, and you can't even control your own man, letting him run off and force himself on my Yujuan.

If you had kept a close eye on things, would this have happened?

Yujuan is three parts wrong, and you are seven parts wrong.

That's the logic.

It shattered everyone's worldview.

Song Xianglan was so angry that she laughed, but before the smile could reach her eyes, her fist had already landed.

She used all her strength in that punch.

It hit Wang Dahai directly in the eye socket, causing him to stagger.

"Are you making money at sea for your old mother to spend?"

You probably stuffed all the money you earned into the belt of this worn-out shoe.

Yang Dashan is a beast, that's true, but what kind of good thing is your Zhang Yujuan?

The waistband of the pants was even looser than that of cotton pants.

He does nothing all day but think about those filthy things in his crotch.

Song Xianglan forced Wang Dahai to retreat repeatedly.

"You like being cuckolded, that's your hobby, and nobody's stopping you from being a cuckold. But I don't like raising someone else's illegitimate child! I'm not taking the blame for this!"

Just then, the women's director finally squeezed in.

He frowned and shouted:

"Put your clothes on first, have you no shame?"

Song Xianglan swung the knife in her hand suddenly, the tip of the knife cutting through the air with a "whoosh" sound.

The women's director trembled with fear.

"mom!"

Song Tingting cried until her eyes were red and swollen. Seeing her mother holding a knife, she felt heartbroken and kept shedding tears.

Shen Huijun's eyes were also red.

He pleaded with Liu Dahua:

"Auntie Da Hua, please come in and help my mother. She's suffering so much. It's so hard for her to support this family all by herself..."

Liu Dahua mustered her courage and stepped forward, gently grasping Song Xianglan's wrist as she held the knife.

He gently advised, "Lanlan, put the knife down first. There are so many people watching, including the Party Secretary and the brigade leader. They can't escape."

Let them put on their clothes first, then we'll sit down and settle the accounts slowly.

It's not worth risking yourself for those two stinking piles of dog poop.

I heard my daughter and daughter-in-law's voices.

Song Xianglan finally relaxed a little.

She took a deep breath and let Liu Dahua take the kitchen knife from her hand.

The women's director saw this.

He quickly grabbed the clothes and threw them to Yang Dashan and Zhang Yujuan:

"Put these on right now! You're such an embarrassment!"

Although she was a cadre, she was still a woman.

Seeing Zhang Yujuan's appearance made me feel uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but curse:

"Zhang Yujuan, you're a woman too, can't you do something decent? Song Xianglan just said Jianjun is your and Yang Dashan's child, is that true or not?"

This problem has arisen.

A silence.

Zhang Yujuan hurriedly buttoned her clothes, knowing that once she admitted it, she would be truly finished.

vehemently deny it:

"No, I only have one child, Wang Cong. Yang Jianjun has nothing to do with me."

The anger in Song Xianglan's eyes instantly flared up again.

Dog men and women.

Even now, you still want to treat her like a fool!

She snatched the kitchen knife back from Liu Dahua.

"I'll kill you, then kill Yang Jianjun and Wang Cong."

Since they're not good seeds, let's not keep them to wreak havoc on humanity.

I'll chop up all three of you, mother and children, mix them together, and throw them into the outhouse to compost.

Let me see if he's really my biological son.

After saying that, she raised the knife and lunged at Zhang Yujuan with murderous intent.

"Ah—help!"