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

The group of old friends started talking about the grandeur of that Santana they had just seen, their voices full of envy.

Before long, Li Wenhai returned with braised meat, braised vegetables, and wine. He also bought a bag of large steamed buns. The whole family sat around the table, chatting and laughing. The house was filled with the warmth of home cooking, and the gloom that had been weighing on the family's hearts for the past few days finally dissipated.

After a few rounds of drinks, the old neighbors, satisfied, got up to say goodbye. Zhang Wenying gave each of them some of the remaining braised meat to take home for their children. After a few polite shoves, they accepted it and happily went home.

The room quickly quieted down. Zhang Wenying rubbed her throbbing temples and had just sat down to catch her breath when she saw Li Wenhai rubbing his hands together as he approached. He couldn't help but ask, "Mom, how could someone like Dean Shen be so polite to you?"

The old lady nodded in agreement, her curiosity piqued: "Yes, yes, I was just wondering, that's a big shot, why did he personally drive us around?"

Zhang Wenying took a sip of tea and said indifferently, "Comrade Shen just likes the braised dishes in my shop. We don't have any real relationship."

Boss, from now on, just focus on your work and stop trying to use underhanded methods to build connections. What's yours will always be yours.

Zhang Wenying saw right through this boss who only acted out of self-interest.

She wasn't familiar with him at all, so why would she bother Shen Mingyuan for his sake?

Besides, Shen Mingyuan knows perfectly well who to use and who not to use, so it's not her place to interfere.

Li Wenhai felt a strong urge to ask, but he didn't dare to press the matter further. He could only nod reluctantly in agreement, but he was even more certain that his mother must have great abilities now, and following her in the future would definitely be the right thing to do.

"Mom, you're right. I'll definitely work hard from now on and not cause you any trouble."

Li Wenhai quickly expressed his agreement, but secretly he was thinking that since he was Zhang Wenying's son, Dean Shen would probably take better care of him because of his mother.

And those two houses, you should own one of them, right?

He had been waiting for his work unit to allocate housing, but due to the housing shortage, he had been waiting for several years without getting a turn.

If my mom could put in a good word for me, maybe I could get a house sooner.

Now things are much better. The factory's dormitory building is more spacious than theirs, and it even has a kitchen and a bathroom. It's so much better than other dormitory buildings.

No matter what, he had to find a way to get his mother to give him one of the sets.

Li Wenhai was making plans in his mind, but he didn't dare to say another word. He just poured Zhang Wenying another cup of hot tea.

"Mom, I'll head back now. You should get some rest too."

Li Wenhai put down the teapot, glanced at Zhang Wenying's face again, and seeing that she didn't react, he turned around and left awkwardly.

Zhang Wenying watched his retreating figure and sighed softly. This son of hers was too calculating; who knew what he was plotting?

She shook her head, stopped thinking about it, and got up to clear the table.

Inside Ma Hongping's house.

Li Jianguo's face was gloomy.

He learned that night that his mother, Zhang Wenying, and the second son in the family had been injured and hospitalized.

He wanted to rush over immediately, but Ma Hongping stopped him. Ma Hongping said, "What's the use of you going now?"

I heard that the man Pan Wenfang is dating has a father who is the director of a machinery factory.

If you go and get into trouble, not only will you lose your job, but you'll also have to pay for their medical treatment.

Zhang Wenying is really something. Why can't she just endure it and let it pass? Why does she have to be so tough and demand justice?

"Do you think we can afford to offend the factory manager of that machine shop?"

Li Jianguo frowned and said, "Those are my mother and my son, we can't just ignore them, can we?"

Ma Hongping sat down in a chair, sneered, and said, "Manage? What are you going to use to manage?"

Zhang Wenying is so capable, so let her handle it herself.

Isn't she very capable?

At her advanced age, she was still making a fuss about divorcing her husband and even sold her job to go out and do business.

Now look what's happened! They've caused such a huge mess, and now we're the ones who have to worry about it.

Although Ma Hongping said that, she was actually quite pleased with herself.

That guy is a troublemaker.

Instead of enjoying a perfectly good life, he insisted on causing trouble. Now look what happened—he's ended up in the hospital and has also burdened his family.

Li Jianguo was also very angry.

If it weren't for her interference, the second son would have married Pan Wenfang long ago, and this whole mess wouldn't have happened.

Ma Hongping is right. Why should they have to clean up the mess that woman made?

So for the past few days, he completely ignored Zhang Wenying's life or death, and pretended that they knew nothing about it.

But the result?

Today, Ma Hongping suddenly heard rumors that the machinery factory had paid her compensation and given Zhang Wenying two houses.

Her initial schadenfreude vanished instantly, replaced by a sour jealousy.

"Jianguo, Zhang Wenying is really capable."

They've already gotten compensation from Director Wang—money, a house, and a job. Where do you think she got such power?

Two apartments, two thousand yuan, and a job.

Jianguo, we don't need the money, but we have to get a house and a job.

I heard that the buildings in the machinery factory are all red brick buildings, spacious and bright, much better than our dilapidated courtyard.

"If I had an apartment, it would be much more comfortable to live in than a yard."

Li Jianguo's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but rub his thigh and frown: "But that's compensation for the second son and Zhang Wenying, how could it be our turn?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongping became anxious and stood up abruptly, poking his forehead: "Are you stupid! Li Wenjun has Zhang Wenying as his mother, and you are his biological father."

She has two houses. She gave one to her second son and gave you the other. What's wrong with that?

And that machine factory job, what a great job, high salary and stable, why is it all given to the second son?

My younger brother from my mother's side hasn't found a job yet since he came back from the countryside. Wouldn't it be better to let him fill in for him first, and then pass the job on to our son when he grows up? We should fight for what we deserve!

Wenjun already has a formal job, why would he want a job at the machinery factory?

Li Jianguo was tempted by her words, and he tapped his fingers on the table for a long time before pondering: "But now that things have turned out like this, if we go over there to ask for it, that damned woman Zhang Guilan will definitely not agree. She has always favored the second son."

Also, I haven't shown my face these past few days; I'm too ashamed to even see my mother.

"What are you afraid of?" Ma Hongping crossed her arms and sneered, "You didn't go because you were busy at work. You didn't even know about this. Besides, no matter how powerful the old lady is, wouldn't she feel sorry for her son?"

Everything Zhang Wenying got was our right, it was what they were supposed to give us. At worst, you can just sit there and let the neighbors judge. I don't believe Zhang Wenying would have the nerve to kick you out!

Besides, she just received such a big benefit. If she doesn't give us a set now, what will she do when she gets old and can't move around anymore? Does she still want you to take care of her?

"Come on, go find her now! If you're too late, she might secretly sell your house and job!"