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

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

The incandescent lights in the hospital corridor were still buzzing.

Song Xianglan got up very early.

I went to the street and bought a few hot meat buns, and ate four big meat buns in a row.

Only then did I realize my stomach was full.

They then ventured into the alley and found a house that looked clean.

I slipped her a dollar and asked the old lady there to cook me a big bowl of brown sugar and egg soup.

The old lady was kind-hearted and saw that Song Xianglan was a straightforward person.

I specially used a large bowl at home to hold four eggs, and added a lot of brown sugar to it.

Song Xianglan took out some money again: "I need to trouble you with something else. Could you please make some chicken soup and some thin noodles for lunch? My niece is weak and needs some nourishment."

"I happen to have an old hen at home that doesn't lay eggs. I'll stew it until it's very tender and send it over to you."

The old lady accepted the money and readily agreed.

Song Xianglan returned to the ward door carrying a large bowl.

Before I even pushed open the door, I could hear a buzzing noise coming from inside.

Like flies having a feast.

"You old woman, why do you have to make a scene when you can live a perfectly good life?"

Other parents all hope for the best for their children, but you always cause trouble when you go. I think you're a jinx.

Old Lin stood with his hands behind his back in front of the hospital bed.

His old face, wrinkled like a bitter gourd peel, was full of disdain.

The ugly woman kept her head down, tightly gripping Lin Fang's cold hand, without uttering a sound.

Lin Fang was lying in bed.

Tears streamed silently down my cheeks.

The two brothers, Lin Gang and Lin Mu, were like two wooden stakes.

Lin Gang's wife stepped forward instead.

He touched the back of Lin Fang's hand:

"Ouch, that damned Geng Yutian, he doesn't know his own strength at all, how did he beat someone up like this?"

Lin Mu's wife also pouted:

"That's too ruthless."

Lin Gang interrupted impatiently, "I'll settle accounts with Geng Yutian later..."

Old Lin was still rambling on:

"Our daughter does nothing when you're at home. Why are you going to her house for no reason...?"

Song Xianglan held a large bowl.

He strode in, waving one hand dramatically in front of his nose.

"Huh...why does it smell bad?"

Old Lin was stunned for a moment.

He sniffed hard:

"Where's the stench? Don't all hospitals smell like this?"

"No, it's just stinky, it smells like an old, stale latrine that's been blasted."

Song Xianglan covered her nose in disgust.

His eyes were fixed on Old Lin's mouth. "Old Lin, if you can't speak properly, you should have covered your face with a dung bucket before you left the house. Don't just spew filth as soon as you open your mouth."

"Song Xianglan, how dare you speak to me like that?"

"How should I speak? I speak human language."

Song Xianglan placed the large bowl on the bedside table. "I know you're straightforward, but you can't let it all come out with your mouth. You just open your mouth and poop, like a toxic fume."

"Useless thing."

Your daughter was beaten half to death and miscarried, and you, as her father, didn't even ask if she was in pain. All you care about is saving face.

A man who's fallen to your level still has no dignity left.

That's a really harsh thing to say.

The room fell silent instantly.

Old Lin hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter:

"This is my family matter, you outsider, don't interfere!"

"She's not an outsider."

The woman who had been silent all along suddenly raised her head. "She is Xiaofang's benefactor, and she is also my benefactor. You may not care about your daughter's life or death, but I do."

Old Lin never expected his usually timid wife to dare to talk back in public.

"I think you're possessed by an evil spirit; you're just getting old and acting crazy."

Once Xiaofang marries, she will be considered a member of the Geng family.

"A couple's quarrel in bed is resolved before they even get out of bed; there's no such thing as a grudge that lasts overnight. Why are you meddling in my business?"

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap suddenly rang out.

Old Lin's head lolled to the side after being hit, and the few sparse hairs on his head became disheveled.

"You...you dare hit me?"

Song Xianglan slowly shook her hand. "Oops, sorry, my hand slipped."

This is a neighborly dispute. We fight at the front door and make up at the back. How can we hold a grudge overnight?

Don't you think that makes sense?

Old Lin was so angry that he opened his mouth and stammered "you you you" for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

This woman is a complete scoundrel and a down-on-his-luck wretch.

Song Xianglan ignored him, turned around, picked up the large bowl, scooped up a spoonful of brown sugar and egg soup, blew on it, and brought it to Lin Fang's lips.

"Here, eat it while it's hot. Don't listen to the old dog barking; take good care of yourself."

Lin Fang opened her mouth with tears in her eyes and swallowed the cloyingly sweet syrup, her heart filled with bitterness.

The bowl of soup was empty.

The atmosphere inside the room became even more eerie.

Old Lin was still nagging on and on about how the ugly girl was so ignorant.

Lin Mu's wife muttered under her breath:

"If my older sister gets divorced and goes back to her parents' home, won't that ruin our family's feng shui?"

Song Xianglan sneered: "Your family is poor enough."

Lin's daughter-in-law: "..."

Lin Mu's wife: "This reputation is terrible if it gets out."

Song Xianglan: "It's not as harsh as what you're saying."

Geng Yutian pushed open the door and knelt down.

"Xiaofang, I'm not human."

"I shouldn't have hit you! For the sake of our child... please forgive me this time!"

He crawled a few steps on his knees and pulled a handful of crumpled bills from his pocket.

I counted them.

Exactly ten yuan.

He forced it on Lin Fang.

"I'll give you money every month from now on. I swear, if I ever lay a finger on you again, may I be struck by lightning."

Lin Fang looked at the man in front of her who was crying bitterly.

His eyes were vacant.

This is the husband who beat her to death yesterday.

Now, however, he kneels here like a mangy dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Old Lin saw his son-in-law's posture.

My anger subsided considerably.

On the contrary, I felt a little guilty.

"Yutian, a man's knees are worth gold, get up, get up." Old Lin was about to help Geng Yutian up, but then he turned and glared at Lin Fang. "Look how sincere Yutian is! What couple doesn't have their disagreements? That's enough."

Geng Yutian looked at Liu Chounu.

"Mom, please help me persuade Xiaofang. I really know I was wrong."

I won't try to persuade you.

"Xiaofang, I'm telling you this now. If you want a divorce, I support you."

Don't worry about having nowhere to go, don't worry about having no money. Mom has hands and feet; she could give birth to you and raise you.

"mom……"

Lin Fang's tears instantly burst forth.

Old Lin has corns in his eyes.

She jumped up and down, cursing, "You old bastard, are you trying to ruin this family? You're a disgrace!"

He left the ugly woman's eyes blazing with fire.

"I only have one daughter, and I can't just stand by and watch her die in that wolf's den of the Geng family."

Geng Yutian never expected that his mother-in-law would support the divorce.

He really wanted to punch that old geezer, but he could only think about it and dared not make a move here.

"I will never lay a hand on you again, I swear."

The doctor came in with a dark expression. "This is a hospital. Patients need to rest. If you want to make a scene, go outside."

Old Lin and the others all went out.

Lin Mu's wife lingered, reluctant to leave, and glanced at Song Xianglan, who remained seated.

He said with a forced smile:

"Auntie, why don't you go out and take a look too? My father-in-law has a quick temper; he might end up fighting with my mother-in-law."

"You're not even afraid of your daughter-in-law, why should I, a neighbor, concern myself with such trivial matters?"

Lin Mu's wife was choked half to death.

He cursed inwardly: You're just being nosy.

There's a saying that it's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage.

There's no reason to advise someone to get a divorce.

She dared not say it outright, so she could only grit her teeth and slink away.

The ward door closed, and the world finally became quiet.

"Auntie..."

Lin Fang's tears flowed again. "Thank you... I thought I was going to die this time..."

in fact.

She really thought about dying.

Living is too tiring and too bitter.

But just now, when she heard her mother say, "Mom can take care of you," her dead heart started to live a little more.

"Do you want a divorce?"

Song Xianglan was straightforward.

Lin Fang nodded, then shook her head.

"I want a divorce... but... I have nowhere to go if I get divorced, and going home would only cause trouble for my family and make my mom suffer... with my dad's temper..."

I don't care about my own worthless life.

But her mother was her only weakness.

"Lin Fang, listen carefully."

"Your mother dared to challenge your father today, and even dared to point her finger at Geng Yutian and curse him."

Why is that?

That's because she's a mother, and she doesn't want her daughter to suffer.

Song Xianglan patted her hand, her tone chilling, "Next time Geng Yutian lays a hand on you, your mother will only be able to collect your corpse. How will your mother live then?"