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

Although she disliked Li Wenjun, Zhang Wenying still didn't want to harm her son because of that woman.

After her death, she wandered around her sons for several years and witnessed firsthand how Pan Wenfang manipulated Li Wenjun, and how she ultimately conspired with her lover to kill Li Wenjun and seize his property.

Even more tragically, the child in Pan Wenfang's womb was not Li Wenjun's at all, but Pan Wenfang's child with that adulterer.

And that adulterer was Ma Dabao.

So even if Li Wenjun was unfilial, she didn't want to watch him die at the hands of that woman.

"Mom, you..." Li Wenjun's voice trembled, his face filled with shock and pain.

"No... I don't believe it! I'm going to find Pan Wenfang and get to the bottom of this!"

He staggered and turned around, then stumbled and ran towards the Pan family's house.

Zhang Wenying watched his departing figure and sighed.

"Go ahead, it's better to see for yourself than to be kept in the dark."

Zhang Wenying muttered to herself, then turned and went back into the shop.

"Mom, should I go with you to take a look?"

After all, he was her younger brother, and Li Xiaojuan was still very worried.

Ignore him.

He'll never wake up unless he learns a lesson.

Zhang Wenying waved her hand, her tone tinged with weariness.

"Let him run into a brick wall himself. Once he's broken his head, he'll naturally know to turn back."

Li Xiaojuan felt that her mother was right.

Who doesn't know Pan Wenfang?

She's not proper at all; while she was dating her second brother, she was also flirting with several other men.

Only that silly second son treats her like a treasure, spending almost all of his monthly salary on that woman.

Zhang Wenying ignored these trivial matters, letting her mother-in-law help collect the money, while she went to Shen Mingyuan's place to help tidy up the house.

Li Wenjun ran all the way to the courtyard where Pan Wenfang lived, but couldn't find her.

When the people in the courtyard saw Li Wenjun, they all curled their lip in disdain.

They come here all the time, it's hard for them not to know Li Wenjun.

Unfortunately, Pan Wenfang was an improper woman; everyone in the courtyard knew that she was seeing several men at the same time.

That girl is really shrewd; she always dresses up in a flamboyant way, bewitching all those men. I heard she's going to start working at the machine factory in the next couple of days.

That's a machine factory!

A few days ago, that guy hooked up with the factory director's son. What is Li Wenjun compared to him? He's just a poor worker; how can he compare to the factory director's son?

It's estimated that it won't be long before this family no longer has to squeeze into the courtyard with them, which is a good thing, as it will prevent her from having affairs and corrupting the atmosphere of the courtyard.

Li Wenjun found nothing in the courtyard and then turned and ran towards the machinery factory.

He was determined to see Pan Wenfang today and get to the bottom of things.

After Zhang Wenying finished her work, she asked her mother-in-law to rest at her eldest daughter's shop.

A bed was set up behind the shelves. Although it was a bit noisy around, lying down and stretching out was better than standing all the time.

Thinking of her past life, Zhang Wenying still felt uneasy.

Her eldest son lives abroad, and even though he doesn't care about his mother, he and He Caifeng are still living a pretty good life.

After graduating from university, the third son also stayed in Beijing to work, married a girl from Beijing, and lived a stable life.

Only the second son, Li Wenjun, was ruined by Pan Wenfang in his previous life, losing everything and ultimately his life.

In fact, for the first two years after getting married, Pan Wenfang had a peaceful life, except for being lazy and gluttonous.

But as the economy continued to develop and many people around her became rich, Pan Wenfang's vanity also swelled.

She complained that Li Wenjun was incompetent and couldn't make a lot of money, and that he spent his days smashing things and cursing at home.

Later, he went even further, secretly taking the family's savings to gamble and staying out all night.

To put it bluntly, the second son could probably have been selling hats on the street back then.

One green hat after another was being put on his head, yet he was still foolishly counting money for others.

Thinking about this, Zhang Wenying felt a tightness in her chest.

In this life, she was determined not to let her second son follow that same old path again.

Since God has given her a second chance, she should stop what needs to be stopped and cut ties cleanly.

Pan Wenfang, that venomous snake, must not be allowed to entangle her with her second son again.

After the shop closed, Shen Mingyuan took his dinner with him, and the three of them, along with his two aunts, headed home excitedly.

Looking at the sky, Zhang Wenying was still a little worried, so she took her daughter and mother-in-law to the Pan family's courtyard.

Before they even got close, they heard a commotion coming from inside, mixed with Li Wenjun's angry shouts.

Zhang Wenying was overjoyed and quickened her pace.

Hehe, this is going to be interesting.

People from all over love to watch a spectacle, and upon hearing the commotion, they would gather around in twos and threes.

Some older women and men were faster than Zhang Wenying.

The screams grew louder and louder, and the onlookers were incredibly excited.

Oh my god, they've started fighting!

I haven't seen such a big commotion in a long time!

Zhang Wenying recognized the screams, and despite feeling a little excited, she quickly squeezed in.

Li Wenjun was seen being pinned to the ground by a strange young man and Pan Xiaoming, his face bruised and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Pan Wenfang stood to the side, hands on her hips, cursing, "Beat her! Beat her to death! A poor wretch dares to act wildly at my doorstep? Doesn't she know who Pan Wenfang is?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenying's anger flared up instantly.

Even if you don't like this son, you can't just stand by and watch others bully him like this!

"Help! Someone help me!"

"Quickly report to the police! Someone's trying to kill someone!"

Zhang Wenying shouted.

"Anyone who dares to report this to the police station, I'll take care of them too!"

The young stranger glared fiercely at the onlookers, but his fists didn't stop.

Seeing the brick the young man was holding, Zhang Wenying turned and gave five yuan to a teenager: "Go find the police!"

The child saw that it was five yuan, took the money, and ran out of the crowd.

Zhang Wenying then shouted at the top of her lungs, "Stop! Are you trying to kill someone?"

She shouted as she squeezed into the middle, shoved aside the young man, Ma Dabao, and stood protectively in front of Li Wenjun.

When Pan Wenfang saw it was her, she was first taken aback, then sneered, "Oh, who do we have here? It's Zhang Wenying."

What, you're here to stand up for this good-for-nothing?

Zhang Wenying ignored her and instead looked down at Li Wenjun, whose head was covered in blood and whose eyes were almost closed. She felt a mix of bitterness and anger in her heart.

Even if Li Wenjun is an ingrate, we can't let others beat him to death like this.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and stared coldly at Ma Dabao, who was holding a brick, and the Pan family.