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

The sun rose higher and higher, and the air became so stuffy that it was hard to breathe.

Old Lin turned around three times with his hands behind his back, his mouth drooping like two rusty sickles.

"Old woman. Song, the pig butcher, has a job at the slaughterhouse. What do you, a dead old woman, have?"

I have two hands.

Old Lin spat out, "If that's how you want to be, then I'm not going to care anymore."

"It's better if you don't interfere."

Seeing that the ugly woman wouldn't listen to reason, Old Lin angrily turned and left, telling Lin Gang and Lin Mu to go home. He said they had to go to work and no one had time to stay here.

The group left in a huff.

The peace and quiet lasted only two minutes before Geng Yutian reappeared like a ghost.

The tearful expression on his face was gone, replaced by a sinister look.

Standing at the foot of the bed, he stared intently at Lin Fang, whose eyes were closed.

The voice carried a chill:

"Lin Fang, have you thought this through? If you really get a divorce, will your father, who values ​​his reputation more than his life, tolerate you? Will your good-for-nothing brother let you into the house?"

Lin Fang's eyelids trembled.

"Stop talking nonsense."

The ugly woman pushed the door open and came in, saying, "As long as I have a breath left, I will never let Xiaofang go back to your wolf's den."

Geng Yutian: "Mom, are you getting senile? It's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage."

Are you hoping for good things for your children? You're pushing Xiaofang into a fire pit.

"Swallow that 'Mom' back, I don't care."

Liu Chounu wished she could kill this beast and burn down the Geng family's house.

"The one who really doesn't want her children to have a good life is your vicious mother."

Don't think I don't know you're a pushover at home. Your mother favors the eldest and third sons and treats you like a farmhand.

You're taking your anger out on my daughter to show off; you're just a cowardly bully who only acts tough at home.

These words are like a sharp knife.

It precisely pierced into the most painful, rotten part of Geng Yutian's flesh.

Veins bulged on his face and neck. "You old hag, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"What are you doing? Trying to assault someone in the hospital?"

The security guard at the gate shouted, banging his baton against the door frame, "If you cause any more trouble, you'll be taken to the police station."

Geng Yutian glared at Liu Chounu fiercely, gritted his teeth, and retreated.

"You guys have guts. Let's see how long you can stay hard."

He was pushed and shoved out of the health center by security guards.

He squatted by the flower bed outside the inpatient department, smoking, thinking that he would take Lin Fang back today.

At the very least, he should go home and apologize to his parents, brother, and sister-in-law.

I promise I will never let my family get involved again.

Not long after, a flurry of footsteps echoed down the corridor.

"Nurse, where is Lin Fang?"

A young couple rushed into the ward.

The man was stocky with dark skin, had an honest-looking face, and kept his lips pursed without saying a word.

The woman was wearing a floral blouse, her hair was neatly pinned up at the back of her head, and her eyes were frighteningly bright.

Tang Juhua entered the room.

First, Chong Songxianglan and Liu Chounu greeted each other.

Then he grabbed Lin Fang's cold hand and his eyes instantly reddened.

"Why didn't you tell your brother and sister-in-law about such a big thing? Even though we've separated and are living separately, we're still connected by blood. Who are you trying to hurt so much?"

"sister in law……"

Lin Fang burst into tears.

Tang Juhua wiped away her tears.

He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Lin Fang's face, his words flowing smoothly like popping beans:

"I heard those gossipy women in the village talking about this morning, and that's when I found out something had happened. Your brother and I dropped what we were doing in the fields and rushed over."

My mother said that when it comes to beating your wife, there's only the option of "zero times" or "countless times."

"That Geng Yutian is a dog who can't change his ways; we're not going to live like this anymore."

Lin Fang sobbed:

"But... I have nowhere to go... I'm afraid going home will bring bad luck to you..."

Tang Juhua raised her eyebrows and said, "As long as a person acts uprightly and does good deeds, their wealth will naturally increase!"

If he doesn't even care about his own sister when she's in trouble.

That's what it truly means to have a corrupt conscience.

It ruined the feng shui.

Our house is at the west end of the village, far away from those gossipy women. I'd like to see who dares to spread rumors to our doorstep.

Lin Man, who had been silent all along, stood to the side.

Looking at his sister's swollen and deformed face, he clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.

He looked out the window and saw Geng Yutian squatting by the flower bed smoking. A fierce glint flashed across his honest face.

I'm going out for a bit.

Lin Man muttered a sentence and turned to leave.

Looking at her son's broad back and then at her fiery and straightforward daughter-in-law, Liu Chounu felt a mix of emotions.

Back then, Lin Man insisted on marrying Tang Juhua and even wanted to move out and live separately.

She often joined the old man in cursing their son, calling him an ingrate.

He called his daughter-in-law a vixen.

But now.

The one who can truly support their daughter.

It has to be this "unfilial son".

"Chrysanthemum..." The ugly old woman wept, "Mom was confused before, always thinking you were the one who ran off with Xiaoman. Mom apologizes to you..."

Tang Juhua laughed heartily:

"Mother-in-law, you're being too polite."

I did indeed abduct Xiaoman, but we're family now, and family doesn't stand on ceremony.

"Well done, well done!"

He made the ugly woman stop crying and start laughing.

He turned to look at Song Xianglan.

"Lanlan, look at my Juhua, just like your Huijun, she's a perfect daughter-in-law."

As they were talking.

The old lady came in this morning carrying a large tray.

The old lady smiled and put the tray down.

A large pot of golden, glistening old hen soup, with finely shredded ginger and red dates, its aroma wafting straight into your nose.

Next to it is a large bowl.

A bowl of cooked noodles.

"Eat it while it's hot. I'm afraid the noodles will absorb the chicken soup, so I'll put them in a separate large bowl." The old lady set out the bowls and chopsticks.

Liu Chou-nv quickly ladled out a bowl of chicken soup and added a large chicken leg.

He picked up a large mouthful of noodles, dipped it in the broth, and carefully served it to Lin Fang.

Lin Fang took a sip.

A warm current flowed down my throat and into my stomach.

Tears welled up again.

Everyone in the room shared a bowl and ate it all, soup and noodles, until it was completely gone.

The remaining broth and meat.

Lin Man came back just then, picked up the bowl, and slurped it all down.

When Lin Man returned, Song Xianglan noticed that the knuckles of his right hand were red and swollen, and the skin was scraped.

Lin Man wiped his mouth.

They said it was more convenient to recuperate at home than to stay in the health center, and everyone agreed to be discharged.

Lin Man went to complete the discharge procedures.

He came back and carried Lin Fang out the door.

Lin Man rode the tricycle he had brought, the back of which was lined with thick straw and cotton quilts.

Liu Chounu sat behind, holding Lin Fang, who was wrapped up tightly.

Put a hat on my daughter to block out the wind.

Tang Juhua rode Song Xianglan's bicycle, with Song Xianglan on the back.

When I passed the entrance to Xiaoquan Brigade Village, it was time for work to begin.

Many villagers straightened their backs.

They pointed and stared at the strange procession.

Lin Man didn't look to the side and rode his bike directly to the entrance of his small courtyard at the west end of the village.

The house is a detached courtyard, some distance from the large number of houses in the village.

The waist-high fence was covered with lush green pumpkin vines, and various vegetables and fruits grew along the corner of the wall.

Several lush bougainvillea trees are planted at the entrance of the courtyard.

It's not the season.

The flowers are sparse.

This place is filled with the everyday warmth and life of ordinary people.

Watching Lin Man carry Lin Fang into the house, Song Xianglan smelled the hospital disinfectant mixed with the stench of sweat on her body.

It's so sour it makes my head spin.

"Alright, I've delivered the person, I'm heading back now."

Song Xianglan refused Tang Juhua's offer to stay and rode her bicycle home.

That night's ordeal left me feeling like my bones were about to fall apart.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard Yang Jianjun and the others talking in their room.

The two were gossiping about Shen Huijun.

Song Xianglan grabbed the door bolt and swung it at the two of them.

"Your bastard father is causing trouble for the family, and you're here talking badly about them. You look like maggots in a latrine, what right do you have to criticize others?"

"Snapped!"

"Doing bad things in the room during the day."

"Slap! Slap!"

"He's laughing like a devil with his eyes half-closed. And what's this about how I only miss you guys now that Xiang Dong's wife and Tingting aren't home?"

I don't care about you guys.

"Both of you are too old to be chickens or ducks, and you'd only know how to eat grass if you were cattle or horses."

Song Xianglan beat the couple until they cried out in agony.

"Mom, stop hitting her!"

"Ouch! That hurts so much! Jianjun, stop me!"

Song Xianglan slapped her hard a few times.

With a cold face, he snapped, "Pack your things and get to the brigade's barracks right now. If you're late, you won't even have barracks to stay in. You'll be out here making a living, like a bunch of broken bowls."

Yang Jianjun and his companion realized they couldn't live like this.

Let's move out first.

Otherwise, he would be beaten to death, especially after hearing Song Xianglan say that she would make up for the beatings he received last night and during the day.

The two of them were yelling that they wanted to move.