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

Li Wenhai frowned, quietly changed his shoes, and was about to walk towards the bedroom when he heard Li Wenjun crying: "Xiao Fang..."

They were supposed to get married just a few days ago, and they were even at each other's doorsteps, but because of her mother's lack of tact, Xiaofang left without looking back.

Li Wenjun didn't say it, but he felt like a piece of his flesh had been ripped out of his heart.

Although Xiaofang has a bad reputation, he likes women like her.

She speaks in a sweet, coquettish voice and looks very gentle.

Today, he went to the Pan family to find Xiao Fang, but saw her chatting and laughing with a sleazy-looking man at the alley entrance. Pan Wenfang even kissed the man on the cheek, and the man also pinched Pan Wenfang's butt hard.

Li Wenjun froze on the spot, not even noticing that the cigarette butt in his hand had burned his hand.

He wanted to rush up and confront him, but his legs felt like lead and he couldn't move.

He could only watch helplessly as the man put his arm around Xiaofang's waist and disappeared into the depths of the alley.

At that moment, he felt like a joke, a huge joke.

He squatted at the alley entrance and smoked an entire pack of cigarettes, leaving cigarette butts scattered all over the ground. Finally, he staggered to the convenience store, bought a bottle of liquor, and drank it all the way back.

Thinking of Xiaofang's smiling face, the way she once leaned on his shoulder and said, "I'll be with you for the rest of my life," and then recalling her resolute back as she turned away, Li Wenjun felt as if his heart was being cut by a dull knife.

He didn't understand why women could change so easily. Just a few days ago they were all lovey-dovey, and in the blink of an eye they could be laughing so happily in someone else's arms.

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more resentful he became, but in the end, all that remained was self-blame.

He sent Xiaofang meat buns for three years.

So many meat buns, all fed to the dogs!

Li Jianguo, sitting on the other side of the sofa, said, "Why are you drinking?"

When Li Wenjun heard his father ask about it, he was overcome with grief.

"Dad... I longed for the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the gutter!"

As Li Wenjun spoke, he took another swig of wine, tears streaming down his face. "I poured my heart out to her, but she turned around and started dating someone else."

Tell me, am I stupid? Am I really stupid?

He patted his chest, his voice hoarse and barely audible.

Li Jianguo actually has very little education; his refined demeanor is all an act.

Upon hearing this, he frowned and asked, "What bright moon?"

Who is the bright moon?

"Haven't you always liked Pan Wenfang? Why are you bringing up Mingyue again?"

I dare not say this out loud.

If word gets out, people will say that Li Jianguo's son falls in love with every girl he sees, that would be terrible!

People might even say that the second son is being a pervert.

Li Wenjun choked on his drink when his father asked him that question, and it took him several coughs to recover.

He wiped his face, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Dad, you don't understand, it's a metaphor, a metaphor!"

His voice trembled with tears, "I treated her like the moon, but she just went and shone on someone else's house."

Li Jianguo still didn't quite understand, and after a while, he took out two pieces of pork ribs from his pocket.

"Then you can eat it."

Only when you're full do you have the energy to think about that bright moon.

Distracted, Li Wenjun stared at the two pieces of ribs, his eyes reddening even more.

When his mother was at home, they could eat meat every few days.

But now, even getting a full meal has become a luxury for him.

He took the ribs, but didn't rush to eat them. Instead, he stared blankly at the two pieces of meat. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, tell me, am I not even as good as the ribs?"

"Even spare ribs can leave a lasting impression, but I poured my heart out to them for three years, and they left without even saying goodbye."

Li Wenjun felt extremely painful.

The news that Li Wenjun had fallen in love with Shen Mingyue somehow got out.

"Mom, who is Mingyue?"

Why isn't there a girl named Mingyue around here?

Li Xiaomei asked, tilting her head as she ate her meal.

"My second brother even argued with you for Pan Wenfang's sake, and it's only been a few days, how come he's already fallen for someone else?"

Zhang Wenying pursed her lips.

Why bother with him?

Read your book carefully.

Getting into university and finding a good job is better than anything else.

Anyway, life is long, so don't put all your hopes on men.

If you have the ability, you won't need to live at the mercy of anyone else.

"Yes, Mom, I understand."

I don't want to get married in the future; I'll live alone.

"To avoid marrying a man like my father and second brother, who either beat their wives or are attracted to one woman today and another tomorrow."

Hearing her daughter's words, Zhang Wenying felt a pang of sadness, but she still forced a smile: "Silly child, we can't generalize and condemn everyone."

Good men do exist, it's just that our mother was unlucky and didn't meet any.

She picked up a piece of meat and put it in Li Xiaomei's bowl. "Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

Li Xiaomei nodded understandingly, buried her head in her rice, and didn't ask any more questions.

Looking at her daughter's obedient appearance, Zhang Wenying felt a mix of indescribable emotions welling up inside her.

Two days later, Zhang Wenying's braised food shop was almost ready to be cleaned up.

Actually, we didn't do much cleaning. We just repainted the whole place, laid new floor tiles, and rebuilt the stove. It's all bright and shiny now.

The walls facing the street have all been replaced with large glass windows, providing excellent natural light.

The signboard is finished, with black background and gold lettering that reads "Zhang Ji Lu Wei" in large, simple yet eye-catching characters.

Stainless steel plates were also purchased and neatly arranged in the brand-new glass display case, ready for the grand opening.

But when she returned home that day, she saw her eldest daughter's parents-in-law leading her eldest daughter and son-in-law over.

You can't hit someone who's smiling.

When relatives came to visit, Zhang Wenying quickly prepared a meal and invited everyone to sit down.

At the dinner table, the mother-in-law's expression was quite unpleasant.

"Mother-in-law, I'm not trying to be mean, but you really don't value your reputation at all."

You, a woman, not only had a falling out with a man, but also ended up getting a divorce.

As your in-law, I feel incredibly ashamed.

"Since your divorce, our child can't hold their head up at work. We're too embarrassed to tell our colleagues when they ask."

Han's mother had short, ear-length hair with the ends curled inwards, which made her look capable yet sharp-tongued.

Zhang Wenying held chopsticks in her hand, her smile fading. She put down the chopsticks, wiped her hands, and said slowly, "My divorce is between Li Wenhai and me. We separated because we couldn't live together anymore. I didn't steal or rob, so why should I be ashamed?"

Besides, I have my own job and can support myself. I earn my own living and haven't benefited from your Fang family in the slightest. What business is it of yours?

Li Xiaojuan sat to the side, head down, picking at her fingers, and after a long while, she managed to stammer, "Mom, don't say anymore, this isn't my mom's fault..."

"Shut up, who gave you the right to speak here?"

Han's mother glared at her fiercely, then turned to Zhang Wenying.

"How can it not be a problem? You are Xiaojuan's biological mother. If you get divorced and live alone, people will say that you are not a virtuous woman. As a result, Xiaojuan and our Han family will lose face. Our Han family cannot afford to lose face like that."