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

These words immediately caused an uproar in the alley.

The neighbors initially thought it was just a quarrel between the young couple, but upon hearing this, they realized there was so much filth involved. They immediately started cursing, pointing at Han Jun and Song Yuzhen and saying they were dishonest.

"No wonder I'd heard so many rumors lately about how Li's daughter was suffering terribly at her husband's family. Turns out it's true! This is just too much!"

"I used to feel sorry for the widow Han, but it turns out she stole someone else's husband and felt perfectly justified in doing so!"

"That South Korean soldier is a scoundrel. He's using his wife's money to support his sister-in-law. Isn't that just being a kept man without any conscience?!"

"Tsk tsk, the whole family is supported by one daughter-in-law, how shameless."

And to beat someone to death even after they're divorced—is there any justice in this world?!

"Exactly! If my daughter were bullied like that, I'd probably beat that bastard Han Jun to death!"

Han Jun's face flushed red and then turned pale. Looking at the neighbors pointing and whispering around him, he wished he could disappear into the ground. He stubbornly tried to argue, "It's not what you think. My sister-in-law and I are innocent..."

"clean?"

Zhang Wenying slammed the broom on the ground and spoke with a cold laugh.

"Does being innocent mean you'll give her all your salary?"

Does being innocent mean you can stay away from my daughter for several years after marriage?

Does being innocent mean that even after you get divorced, you'll still come after my daughter and beat her up because your sister-in-law was wronged?

I'm not letting this go until I get to the bottom of this. We're going straight to the police station and having the officers ask you whether you're innocent or not!

As she spoke, Zhang Wenying grabbed Han Jun's arm and tried to pull him outside.

The South Korean soldiers dared not go and struggled desperately to break free.

"Mom... Aunt Zhang, please don't be angry. I... I admit my mistake, I apologize..."

"Screw you! If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having a police station?!"

Zhang Wenying gave him no chance to struggle, and dragged Han Jun towards the alley entrance with all her might.

Song Yuzhen scrambled to her feet, rushed over to grab Zhang Wenying's hand, and cried out, "Don't go to the police station! We're not going! We were wrong! We'll leave right now, okay?"

Zhang Wenying was not about to let it go. She shoved Song Yuzhen aside and said to Li Wenbing, who was standing next to her, "Bingzi, go and call the comrades from the police station. We have to get this straight today. We can't let your sister get beaten up for no reason!"

Li Wenbing responded and was about to leave when Han Jun panicked. If he were really taken away by the police station, he would lose his job.

Han Jun became increasingly frightened as he thought about it. He quickly broke free from Zhang Wenying, grabbed Song Yuzhen, and ran outside without daring to utter a single harsh word. They disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wenying spat in the direction they had run off into, then turned around and squatted down to look at Li Xiaojuan. She reached out and touched her swollen cheek, tears welling up in her eyes with heartache: "Juanzi, does it hurt? Let's go to the hospital now and see if any bones are broken."

Li Xiaojuan shook her head, leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. She patted the dust off her clothes, and instead of shedding tears, she smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

Now that this matter is resolved, I feel much better.

The beating she just received hurt her body, but it also released all the pent-up frustration she had been holding in for so many years. From now on, she would never have to swallow her anger towards this family again.

But when she met her mother's worried eyes, she couldn't help but tear up, her voice trembling slightly: "Mother, don't worry, I will never let anyone bully me again."

She didn't cry when the Korean soldiers scolded her, she didn't cry when the Korean soldiers beat her, and she didn't cry when Song Yuzhen pushed her. But when she saw her mother's red and swollen eyes and anxious gaze, her tears finally fell, scalding hot, and landed on her mother's rough hands.

Before she got married, her mother only had eyes for her three sons.

But now, her mother fiercely protected her, like a mother beast protecting her cubs, revealing all her sharp teeth and claws.

She used to feel that her mother was biased and harbored resentment, but today's fight shattered all those grudges in her heart.

This favoritism, which she had waited more than twenty years for, was more precious than anything else.

Seeing her daughter's disheveled hair, red marks on her face, and clothes torn askew, Zhang Wenying felt a pang of sadness and pain in her heart.

"No, my daughter can't have suffered this beating for nothing."

"Come on, Mom will take you to the hospital. We'll get your injuries checked first, then call the police. Mom can't swallow this!"

As Zhang Wenying spoke, she grabbed Li Xiaojuan's hand and walked towards the alley entrance without saying another word.

Li Xiaojuan couldn't go against her mother's wishes, so she had no choice but to go along with it. But in her heart, she felt that her mother was right. They couldn't just let it go like this. They had to go through all the legal procedures.

Upon arrival at the hospital, after a thorough examination, the doctor confirmed that Li Xiaojuan had multiple soft tissue contusions on her face and arms. Fortunately, no bones were injured, but the doctor recommended that she stay in the hospital for observation for two days to prevent delayed concussion.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenying immediately made the decision to complete the hospitalization procedures and also went to the nearest police station to report the case to Li Wenbing.

While letting Li Xiaojuan rest in the hospital, Zhang Wenying rushed to the Han family's house that very night.

"You South Korean bastard, get out here!"

Zhang Wenying stood downstairs at the Han family's house, hands on her hips, her voice so loud it could be heard throughout the entire street.

Han Jun had just arrived home and was discussing countermeasures with Song Yuzhen and his family when he heard the shout downstairs, and his face immediately turned pale.

Song Yuzhen gave him a push: "Don't go out. Let her make a scene. She'll leave when she's done."

But Han Jun knew that Zhang Wenying was not the kind of person who would give up after making a fuss.

Today, I acted impulsively and hit Li Xiaojuan. If this matter gets out of hand, I will not only lose my job, but I might also have to go to jail for a few days.

Han's mother gritted her teeth.

"That old shrew is going too far!"

"Let's go out and meet her, let's see what kind of trouble she can cause!"

Han Jun could only go out with his mother.

Upon seeing the crowd of people surrounding the door, Han's mother's face darkened further. She pointed at Zhang Wenying's nose and cursed, "How dare you come here to cause trouble?"

Your daughter is unfaithful and insists on divorcing my son.

The Han family and your family have no connection whatsoever now, yet you still come to my house to cause trouble. What do you want?!

"Pah!"

Since you say our two families have no relationship anymore, what right does your son have to bring his lover to beat up and bully my daughter!

Does my daughter owe your family something?

"When I married into your family, I was tormented by your entire family. After the divorce, I'm still bullied by your son and his widowed sister-in-law. Is there no law in this world?!"

Zhang Wenying grew increasingly angry as she spoke, her finger almost poking Han's mother's face. "How can your son hit someone?!"

"Mom... Aunt Zhang, you... you can't be so unreasonable."

"It was...it was Xiaojuan who bullied my sister-in-law first, that's why my sister-in-law and I fought back."

Han Jun huddled behind his mother, his voice weak and his eyes darting around.