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

The eldest brother already has a family over there, and I guess he won't be coming back.

Dalin has already moved out, so this courtyard belongs to her youngest son.

This place is in a good location; hospitals, schools, department stores, and supply and marketing cooperatives are all nearby, making everything convenient. She doesn't want to leave here.

In addition, Huang Guilan has a retirement pension and is also a capable person. After retiring, she works at the dock and goes out to sea to fish, earning a considerable amount of money each month.

The eldest son already has children and grandchildren, so the old lady doesn't care much about Huang Dalin.

Sometimes she even thinks: if she lost this eldest grandson, everything Wang Guilan has would belong to her other two sons.

At this moment, Huang Laosan's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, pointing at Huang Dalin's nose and cursing, "You ingrate! Grandma raised you all these years, and you turn around and betray us!"

This house was well built by your mother, but the land for the house belongs to the Huang family.

Your mother married into the Huang family, and every penny she earns belongs to the Huang family.

"Now that your father is gone, as your grandmother's grandson, don't you want to take care of her in her old age?"

"I...I didn't mean that..."

Huang Dalin quickly tried to explain.

Looking at her son's pathetic state, Wang Guilan felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.

But Zhang Wenying was right; she had long since had enough of the Huang family's crimes.

"Huang Lao Er and Huang Lao San, you two sons are still alive. How can it be Da Lin, a grandson, to take care of your mother in her old age?"

I've supported your mother for over forty years, and she's emptied out all our family's possessions.

Now, it's your turn to fulfill your filial duties.

Also, this land doesn't belong to your Huang family. Since your eldest brother is gone, the house and land deed should belong to me.

There is no law that stipulates that my husband's assets can be given to other people.

Besides, these aren't even your older brother's assets.

Everyone in the neighborhood knows that when I married into this family, there were only two mud-brick houses in the courtyard, and they were drafty.

"It was through my own hard work that I renovated the house and raised the courtyard wall, which is how I got this shelter now."

"You're talking nonsense!"

This house is the ancestral home of my Huang family. What right do you, an outsider, have to seize it?

The old lady was so angry that she was trembling all over, and her hand was shaking as she pointed at Wang Guilan.

"This is my son's house. My son is gone, so it belongs to me!"

Wang Guilan clutched her chest, her face pale, yet she stubbornly straightened her back.

Looking at the group of people in front of her, she suddenly felt both amused and pathetic.

"Mom, please stop talking..." Huang Dalin tugged at Wang Guilan's sleeve, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.

He felt that his mother was wronged, and he also felt sorry for his grandmother.

Wang Guilan shook off his hand, her eyes reddening: "Shut up, you bastard!"

Then, she looked at the Huang family members.

"Grandma, this house was uninhabitable back then, but you kicked me out on the third day after my wedding. Da Lin's father then rented this courtyard. Later, after your son left, I bought it and transferred the ownership."

I lived in this drafty, leaky house for decades.

Summer was alright, but winter was so cold I shivered, but I gritted my teeth and endured it.

To build these houses, I worked at the brick factory during the day to move bricks, and came back at night to mix mud and build walls. My hands were covered with blisters and calluses.

None of you came to help me. It was only because the neighbors couldn't bear to see me like this that they helped me rebuild the house.

You even said this is your Huang family's homestead.

Don't you find it ridiculous?

This is a dilapidated courtyard left by a wealthy landlord in the city. He sold it to me because no one in his family wanted to live there.

You actually dare to say this is your Huang family's ancestral property? Your Huang family has some serious shamelessness!

"Listen carefully, this house is registered under my name, Wang Guilan, not that of your 'Old Huang' who's been missing for over forty years!"

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

The old lady stomped her feet in anger, but couldn't find a rebuttal.

Huang Lao Er's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Sister-in-law, what you said is not right."

Even if the house is registered in your name, it was left by my older brother.

My elder brother is gone, so this house should belong to our Huang family.

Why are you, an outsider, occupying this big house?

What, you want to kick your mother out and find some random man to move in?

Wang Guilan sneered, her eyes sharp as knives: "Huang Lao Er, watch your mouth!"

Even if I, Wang Guilan, remarry, that's my freedom, and it's none of your business to interfere!

shameless!

"At your age, already a grandmother, and still thinking about remarrying? Aren't you ashamed!" Old Huang spat, his face full of disdain.

The onlookers finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up for Wang Guilan, saying, "Guilan has lived an honest and upright life; who gives you the right to criticize her?"

"That's right, Guilan has raised your mother for over forty years; she's done more than enough. How dare you try to take the house?"

Huang Lao Er's face turned red and white as he was being talked to. He stubbornly tried to argue back, but Zhang Wenying stepped forward and interrupted him sharply: "Enough! This matter needs to be explained clearly in front of the neighbors today."

Guilan has the property certificate in hand; the house belongs to her, and the law recognizes that. Who gives the Huang family the right to act so arrogantly here?

She turned to Old Lady Huang and the Huang brothers and said coldly, "Raising children is for old age security. Old lady, you still have two sons to rely on. What kind of behavior is it to stay here with your widowed daughter-in-law?"

"Either you take the old lady away and take turns caring for her, or we'll go to the police station and let the officers judge who this house belongs to, and see if you're in the right to force your widowed sister-in-law to seize her property!"

The Huang brothers exchanged a glance, both afraid of losing face by taking the matter to the police station. The third brother tugged at the second brother's sleeve and mumbled, "How about... we take Mother back first?"

Old Mrs. Huang tried to throw a tantrum, but her two sons grabbed her arms on either side and pulled her out of the door. She cried and cursed them for being unfilial, shuffling her feet on the ground and refusing to move. In the end, she was half-dragged and half-pulled out of the yard.

Looking at the empty doorway, Wang Guilan's shoulders, which had been taut for decades, suddenly slumped, and her body went limp as she was about to fall. Huang Dalin rushed over to support her, choking out "Mom" as he called out. Wang Guilan looked at her son, tears streaming down her face. All the grievances and resentment she had endured for so many years finally flowed away with her tears.

"Go, bring your family back. You can live here from now on."

Seeing that the farce had finally come to an end, Zhang Wenying hurried back to the shop.

Seeing that her eldest daughter and her people had taken good care of the shop, Zhang Wenying went to Shen Mingyuan's place, cleaned the house spotlessly, washed and hung up Shen Mingyuan's clothes that he had changed out of, and then went back to her own courtyard to tidy up, took a bath, and changed into clean clothes.