Reborn as an 80s-aged woman, her unfilial son begs for forgiveness on his knees.

"Tsk tsk, they really have some tricks up their sleeves."

Many educated youth have married in the countryside over the years, but how many of them did so voluntarily?

The educated youth were city dwellers; if there wasn't something fishy going on, what city man would be willing to marry a country woman?

If we're talking about good looks, then it's probably because Boss Han was attracted to her appearance.

But Song Yuzhen has always been dark-skinned and as thin as a bamboo pole. What kind of looks could she possibly have? She probably used some underhanded means to ensnare Boss Han.

"That's right, that's right. I heard that when Han the eldest returned to the city, Song Yuzhen knelt at the village entrance with her two children and cried. She even said that if they didn't take her back to the city, she would sue Han the eldest for being a hooligan. The Han family had no choice but to take her into the city."

These words caused an uproar among the onlookers, with their pointing and whispering almost drowning out Song Yuzhen.

Song Yuzhen was both angry and anxious. She broke free from Li Xiaojuan like a madwoman and lunged at Zhang Wenying, yelling, "Zhang Wenying, you foul-mouthed bitch! I'll fight you to the death!"

Zhang Wenying was prepared and dodged to the side. Song Yuzhen missed her target, lost her balance, and fell to the ground, covered in dust and looking even more disheveled.

She tried to get up, pushing herself up from the ground, still cursing, "You two, mother and daughter, are both bad people! You ganged up on me!"

"I'm not going to live today! I'll die right here in front of your shop, and see who dares to buy food from you again!"

As she spoke, Song Yuzhen rammed into a stone pillar beside her, startling the people around her who quickly reached out to pull her back.

Li Xiaojuan tidied her messy hair, dusted herself off, and said with a sneer, "Stop acting like a scoundrel. If you're so capable, then really crash into it. Don't try to scare us with your act. Our family won't fall for that."

Seeing that things were escalating, Han Jun couldn't hold back any longer and squeezed in, his face flushed as he pulled Song Yuzhen, "Sister-in-law, stop making a scene. Come home with me, we'll talk about it at home!"

"Go home? What home do I have left!"

Song Yuzhen pushed him away, crying and wailing, "Now you think I'm shameful? Why didn't you think I was shameful when you laid hands on me?"

Now you've taken a fancy to this little whore and kicked me aside? I'm not done with you all today!

Seeing that she was getting more and more out of control, Zhang Wenying took two steps forward and stopped in front of her, looking down at her: "Have you made enough of a scene?"

If you really feel wronged, either go to the government to file a complaint, or go back to your own home in peace. What kind of skill is it to cause trouble in front of my daughter's shop?

"I'm telling you this now: if you dare to interfere with my daughter's business again, I'll write up all your shameful deeds and post them all over your Han Family Alley, so everyone can see what kind of good widow you are!"

Song Yuzhen's crying stopped abruptly. Seeing the fierce look in Zhang Wenying's eyes, she couldn't help but shiver, and the curses she was about to utter caught in her throat.

She knew Zhang Wenying meant what she said, and if the big-character poster was really put up, she would never be able to go out again.

Han Jun, his face flushed with embarrassment, grabbed Song Yuzhen's arm and dragged her outside, saying, "Hurry up and go, don't embarrass yourself here!"

Song Yuzhen struggled a couple of times, but couldn't overcome Han Jun's strength. She could only utter threats as she was dragged away: "Zhang Wenying, Li Xiaojuan, you just wait, this isn't over!"

"We'll wait."

Zhang Wenying, hands on her hips, loudly replied, "I'm just afraid you won't have the ability to come again!"

Watching the two walk away, Zhang Wenying turned back to the onlookers with a smile: "Sorry for making a fool of yourself. Everyone, go home and do what you were doing."

After a few more words of discussion, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Li Xiaojuan pouted at Zhang Wenying: "Mom, why didn't you pull me earlier? Look, you've messed up my hair."

"If we don't pull some strings, will we be able to expose all her dirty secrets?"

Zhang Wenying patted her on the shoulder, "That's good now, the whole street knows who she is, she won't dare to bother you again."

"Come on, let's go inside and tidy up. It's getting late."

Li Xiaojuan nodded and followed Zhang Wenying into the shop. While fixing her hair, she muttered to herself, "I'll get my revenge sooner or later."

Li Jianguo, having been mistreated by Zhang Wenying, sneaked into Ma Hongping's yard through a dog hole in the middle of the night.

During this time, Ma Hongping didn't dare to show her face in front of Zhang Wenying anymore.

That old shrew is too formidable; she doesn't want to risk getting into trouble again.

As soon as Li Jianguo entered the room, he reached for the bed, crawled under the covers, and hugged Ma Hongping, cursing under his breath: "That old hag Zhang Wenying has really angered me these past few days, making me lose face in front of so many people."

"who!"

Ma Hongping was fast asleep when she was startled by the embrace. She was about to scream when Li Jianguo covered her mouth. "Don't scream, it's me."

Li Jianguo lowered his voice, but his hands were not still.

"I missed you, so I climbed through the dog hole to come see you."

Ma Hongping and the child haven't been feeling well lately, so he hasn't been intimate with Ma Hongping for a long time.

Now that he had a soft, warm body in his arms, he was already filled with lust, and his hand reached inside her clothes.

Ma Hongping half-heartedly slapped him: "You rascal, be gentle, the child is still sleeping next door."

"What are you afraid of? That kid sleeps like a log."

Li Jianguo was panting heavily, but his hands didn't stop moving.

"I've been so pent up these past few days. That old hag Zhang Wenying, and that little hussy Li Xiaojuan, I'll teach them a lesson they won't forget."

"Alright, alright, stop talking about them, it's a downer." Ma Hongping was so aroused by him that she lost her breath and leaned softly into his arms.

"Then you'd better make it up to me tonight."

Li Jianguo chuckled and rolled over to pin him down.

"Of course, when have I ever mistreated you?" Li Jianguo said as he buried himself in his work.

Soon, the room was filled only with heavy breathing and suppressed groans, occasionally interspersed with the slight creaking of the bed.

It took quite a while for the two of them to calm down.

Li Jianguo lay sprawled on the bed, panting heavily. Ma Hongping leaned against his chest, tracing circles on his skin with her fingers: "What happened to the house?"

"Don't even mention it, that bitch Zhang Wenying is adamant about not saying a word."

Li Jianguo scratched his hair in frustration.

"I was thinking, if all else fails, I'll ask the factory to allocate me an apartment. After all, I'm a long-time employee of the factory, and it's about time for me to get one based on seniority."

Ma Hongping's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course, I've worked in the factory for so many years, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work, even if I haven't achieved great things."

Li Jianguo patted her on the back.

"Once we get the house, I'll take you there to live, so you won't have to suffer in this shabby place."

Ma Hongping beamed with joy and kissed him on the cheek: "Then you'd better hurry up and get it done, I'm waiting for you."

Li Jianguo held her tightly, thinking to himself that he would go to the factory tomorrow to make a scene with the leaders and insist that the house issue be settled no matter what.