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

Zhang Wenying showed no mercy whatsoever.

"Didn't you give half of your salary to He Caifeng's family?"

Then have your mother-in-law buy you a few big pig heads, so you can eat pig brains every day!

He Caifeng's face flushed red and then turned pale as she was scolded. Holding her child, she tried to lunge at Zhang Wenying, yelling, "You old hag, how dare you insult me! I'll fight you to the death today!"

Li Wenhai quickly reached out and grabbed her, sweating profusely with anxiety: "Have you made enough of a scene?! Aren't you embarrassed enough already?!"

He came to see his mother on important business.

"I'm making a scene? Look at what your mother is saying, is that even human language? I'm going to make things clear to her today!"

He Caifeng struggled to rush forward, but Li Wenhai grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly out the door. "Let go of me!"

I'm not leaving until the house and money are clearly agreed upon today!

He Caifeng shouted as she walked, almost stepping on her shoes to lose them.

Li Wenhai gritted his teeth and half-dragged, half-pulled the person out the door. Before leaving, he didn't forget to nod awkwardly to Zhang Wenying, then lowered his head and quickly followed.

Zhang Wenying slammed the door shut, clutched her chest to catch her breath, and the old lady handed her a water glass, saying, "Don't get angry with these people. It's not worth ruining your health. These heartless bastards should have been cursed a long time ago."

Zhang Wenying took the water glass and took a sip. She had only rested for a couple of minutes when she heard another loud banging on the door, accompanied by Li Jianguo's roar: "Zhang Wenying! I'm telling you, don't push your luck! If you don't hand over the stuff and divide it up today, I'll sue you!"

The old woman clung to the door, shouting, "Go ahead and sue! Are you saying we're afraid of you? Let me tell you, Li Jianguo, stop spouting threats and get out of here!"

"Mom, don't yell at him, I'll talk to him."

Zhang Wenying pulled the old lady aside, opened the door a crack, and coldly looked at Li Jianguo outside.

"I'm telling you this one last time: if you want a tenement building, trade it for the half of the courtyard you're living in now. If not, then stop making a fuss here."

"If you don't agree, then go ahead and sue me however you want."

Zhang Wenying had made up her mind to get rid of this eyesore of an old man first.

Once he leaves, the courtyard wall will be torn down, and this large courtyard will be ours.

Upon hearing this, Li Jianguo could hardly believe his ears.

That woman Zhang Wenying was actually willing to trade a tenement building for such a dilapidated courtyard?

Did she get her head caught in a door?

"Go back and think about it. Don't disturb our rest."

Otherwise, I'll chop you up with a knife!

Honestly, always causing trouble, it's so annoying!

Zhang Wenying slammed the door shut and turned to go back inside.

The old woman followed behind her, lowering her voice to ask, "Are you really planning to trade your tenement building for that half-courtyard?"

"Change? Why not change?" Zhang Wenying sneered.

"Mom, don't worry about this."

Let him live further away; it'll save you trouble.

Zhang Wenying resumed her energetic and busy work.

In the morning, I went to Shen Mingyuan's house to clean it up, and when I got back to the shop, I started making braised meat.

Seeing that her mother was alright, Li Xiaojuan took advantage of the fact that no one was looking to go and buy a lot more goods, and reopened her shop.

The mother and daughter each went about their own business, and life went smoothly for them.

"Wenhai's mom, you haven't been here for a few days, are you alright?"

The two helpers, Sister Liu and Sister Wang, asked with concern.

Zhang Wenying waved her hand and laughed, "It's nothing, I just got bitten by a dog, it's nothing serious."

As she spoke, she deftly flipped the braised meat in the pot, and the aroma rose with the steam, filling the entire shop.

Sister Liu sniffed and smiled, "It's good that you're alright."

"With your cooking skills, even a dog would wag its tail if it smelled you."

Zhang Wenying smiled and stuffed two pieces of freshly cooked braised pork into their mouths: "You two have such sweet tongues, try it and see if it's salty."

Sister Liu took a couple of bites and gave a thumbs up: "Delicious! Absolutely delicious! Your cooking skills are impeccable."

Sister-in-law Wang nodded in agreement, looking quite pleased.

Zhang Wenying smiled and continued with her work.

It's still the work that makes you feel at ease.

These past few days in the hospital, she's felt unwell all over, with an itch even in the crevices of her bones.

Business is as good as ever.

New customers are coming in more and more, and old customers come every day.

The aroma of braised pork wafts far and wide, and passersby always stop to buy a few ounces to satisfy their cravings.

At noon, Zhang Wenying took her lunchbox to the hospital.

She took out five hundred yuan and waved it in front of Li Wenjun.

"This is compensation from Factory Director Wang."

Once you're discharged from the hospital, go report to the machinery factory.

As for your old factory, they've already notified you of your dismissal, saying you were involved in fighting and other serious violations of factory rules, and they no longer want you.

Upon hearing this, Li Wenjun's expression immediately changed.

He gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time.

Zhang Wenying stuffed the money into his hand, her tone calm but with an undeniable force: "Count it."

I'll give you a job at the machinery factory, one of the two apartment buildings, plus 500 yuan.

Don't say I've mistreated you in the future.

And stop eyeing the money she has.

Li Wenjun's eyes lit up as he took the money, counting it bill by bill. He counted it once, then again, and finally a smile spread across his face. He looked up at Zhang Wenying and tentatively asked, "Mom, could you keep this money for me for now?"

Li Wenjun was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, after getting into a fight, he not only got a better job, but also a tenement building apartment and 500 yuan in compensation.

With this money, will Pan Wenfang... change her mind?

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he could hardly hide the smile on his face.

Zhang Wenying merely glanced at him indifferently and promptly took the money back: "Okay, I'll keep it for you."

"Just let me know when you need money."

As Li Wenjun was lost in thought, he suddenly felt his hand go empty; Zhang Wenying had taken the money.

He froze for a moment; his money was gone!

He hasn't even warmed it up yet!

He watched in disbelief as his mother solemnly stuffed money into her handbag.

Mom, couldn't you be a little more polite?

If you're just a little polite, he'll keep the money for himself!

Zhang Wenying ignored his expression, turned around and placed the lunchbox on the bedside table: "The food is here, eat it yourself."

The shop's busy, I have to go now.

After saying that, he left the ward without looking back.

She was afraid that if this guy had some money, and Pan Wenfang came back crying, the money in this sycophant's hands would become meat buns in his mouth.

Li Wenjun lay on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless.

Doesn't he just like Pan Wenfang?

How come in his mother's eyes he's just a hat seller?

When her mother saw him, she had an expression that said he would die if he didn't leave Pan Wenfang.

But Pan Wenfang is just so beautiful, she speaks so gently, and her eyes crinkle like crescent moons when she smiles.

Even though Pan Wenfang betrayed him, he still couldn't bear to part with her.

Just as I was lost in thought, the door to the ward was pushed open.

Pan Wenfang stood at the door, her eyes red-rimmed, carrying a bag of apples. When she saw Li Wenjun, tears immediately streamed down her face: "Wenjun..."