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

"Okay, Mom, this is up to you. Just do as I say, cry out in pain when you need to, and whine as much as you can, just don't give it away."

Her mother-in-law, despite being an old woman with bound feet, was quite formidable in the village.

She could pull off the dramatic scenes of crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide with ease, with unparalleled skill.

Even the shrewish women in the village would avoid the old lady like the plague.

As long as the mother-in-law gets involved, the matter is already half settled.

Tell me, who would dare to be violent towards an old woman with a full head of white hair, a wrinkled face, who walks unsteadily, has bandages on her head, and keeps crying out in pain? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

"Mom, if it works out, I'll give you a hundred yuan as a reward for your hard work."

Upon hearing this, the old lady's eyes lit up even more, and she straightened her back a bit: "One hundred yuan? Wenying, don't worry, Mom will handle it perfectly for you! Just you wait and see!"

Liu Fang's lips twitched as she watched.

This old lady's ability to accept things is a bit too strong, isn't it?

How come they have no moral bottom line at all?

Old lady: What does morality matter in the face of money? Can it feed you? No.

One hundred yuan is a real sum; it's enough for her to buy a lot of meat and a lot of cloth.

Zhang Wenying recalled the scene of hanging banners in later generations and felt that although this trick was old-fashioned, the effect was immediate.

She gave her sister-in-law ten yuan and told her to buy a length of white cloth and two long bamboo poles. She then had someone write on it: "The heartless factory director disregards human life; innocent people seek justice."

As soon as the banner was unfurled, the old woman sat down on the ground and began to wail at the top of her lungs: "God, open your eyes! This old woman almost got beaten to death!"

"You heartless factory manager, come out and see for yourself! Don't our lives matter?"

Li Lao Er and his group were blocked at the factory gate and could only watch anxiously as they couldn't get in.

When someone saw them and came up to ask them questions, they had to explain everything to them.

This banner is great; it's eye-catching and attracts the attention of passersby, who stop to watch and point.

The old woman's wailing was shrill and piercing, and the combination of the white cloth and black words created a particularly spectacular effect.

More and more people gathered to watch, and discussions arose one after another.

Some people sympathized with the old lady, some condemned the heartless factory manager, and some even took out their own dry food and handed it to the old lady so that she could have something to eat first.

The old woman waved her hand while wiping away her tears: "Young man, I'm not hungry, I'm just heartbroken!"

My daughter-in-law and grandson were almost beaten to death. They are still lying in the hospital and unable to get up. My grandson is still under observation in the intensive care unit.

But this heartless factory manager won't even give an explanation, and he won't even pay for the medical expenses!

My poor grandson was beaten by the factory director's son for a woman, and he almost lost his life!

That girl from the Pan family is fickle; she's cheated my grandson out of a lot of money over the years, and then she goes off to fool around with other people.

Many of you are upright men, so tell me, if you were cheated on, could you tolerate it?

But when my grandson went to reason with them, he was beaten so badly by the Pan family and Wang Dabao that he almost lost his life.

Even I, an old woman, and my daughter-in-law were not spared from this beating.

I just want to ask Director Wang, is this how you officials treat ordinary people like us...?

The old lady cried and wailed, tears streaming down her face, interspersed with occasional coughs.

Among the onlookers, several hot-blooded young men clenched their fists: "This is outrageous! Let's go, let's get justice for the old lady!"

"Yes! We can't let them bully us like this!"

Others chimed in, and the crowd grew increasingly indignant.

Seeing that the time was right, the old woman hurriedly cried and said, "Kind people, I am so grateful that you are willing to help this old woman! But we can't be reckless, we have to be reasonable, and we can't cause trouble for the police officers."

We're here to seek justice; we can't let others think we're causing trouble.

Thank you all for your kindness...

The old lady's words not only stirred up emotions but also positioned her as the one "reasoning" the situation, which aroused righteous indignation among the onlookers, who offered various suggestions.

Some suggested petitioning in Beijing, others suggested exposing the issue on television, and still others suggested writing a joint letter to county leaders.

Things got bigger.

Even if the Wang family has powerful connections, they can't suppress this matter anymore.

Because they have to consider the continuous public resentment and pressure from public opinion.

That's the best way. When things get out of hand, the criminals will have nowhere to hide, and the truth will come to light.

The old lady's outburst wasn't just unreasonable arguing; it was a last-ditch struggle driven to desperation.

The old lady had her head down and her body was trembling; she was actually holding back laughter, she was very happy.

She came with her two grandsons and a banner.

A white banner with black lettering hangs above a picture of a frail old woman with blood all over her head.

Walking down the street like this, you'd definitely attract a lot of attention.

More and more people gathered to watch, and the discussions rose and fell, growing bigger and bigger like a snowball.

Seeing their mother crying so sadly, Li Lao Er and the other rough men also had tears in their eyes.

They recounted to the crowd the various evil deeds of the Wang family, from how the Pan family girl seduced his nephew, to how Wang Dabao led a group to beat up Li Wenjun, and how they were beaten instead of being allowed to seek justice. They told each and every one of these stories with tears streaming down their faces, making the onlookers grit their teeth in anger.

"This Factory Director Wang is really outrageous!"

His son even beat someone so badly they ended up in the hospital, and a whole day has passed, and they haven't even shown their faces or offered an apology! Is there no justice left?

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The old woman wiped away her tears at the opportune moment and replied tremblingly, "The law? That's the law! We ordinary people, how dare we expect anything from the law..."

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The old lady's words were like adding fuel to the fire.

People in this era still have a strong sense of justice and can't stand this kind of bullying.

Several middle-aged women crowded around the old woman, supporting her and comforting her: "Don't be afraid, ma'am. There are so many of us here. No matter how arrogant the Wang family is, they wouldn't dare to do anything to us!"

The old woman gratefully grasped the older woman's hand, her voice choked with emotion: "Thank you, thank you all... You are all such good people..." Her tears touched everyone's hearts, and they all expressed their willingness to accompany her to seek justice.

How dare a factory manager's son be so arrogant?

If this happened in Beijing, would ordinary people even be able to survive?

The great man liberated the people amidst gunfire and bullets, not so that they would suffer such humiliation!

Some people even connected the incident to their own lives, becoming even more indignant. They all decided that they must stand up for the old lady today, otherwise no one would dare to speak up if something happened to anyone else in the future.