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

"Mom, I..."

Li Wenhai met Zhang Wenying's somewhat cold gaze and found himself unable to continue speaking.

He Caifeng cursed under her breath for being spineless, then took over the conversation, saying, "Mom, actually we came here today to discuss something with you."

She paused, and seeing that Zhang Wenying didn't respond, she had no choice but to continue.

"As you know, my family is not well-off. My parents simply couldn't afford to pay for my younger brother's wedding."

Mom, could you... could you lend us some money? We'll definitely pay you back when we have the money.

Also, you have an apartment that's just sitting empty anyway, could you lend it to us for temporary accommodation?

Whether they'll repay the money and the house once they get their hands on them is another matter.

We're all family. If Zhang Wenying doesn't give the good stuff to her eldest son, who else can she give it to?

Recently, although her second brother and his family have returned home, their mother has been threatening suicide at home every day, and He Caifeng has been thinking about sending them back to their hometown.

After they went back, the child was left to Zhang Wenying to take care of.

Which grandparent doesn't take care of their grandchildren?

Why should Zhang Wenying be an exception?

But her parents kept pressuring her for money, never mentioning going back to their hometown.

Wenhai always came home with a long face, and the two argued almost every day.

If this continues, I really can't live like this anymore.

My mother said it's okay if we don't have money, just let her vacate that yard so her younger brother can live there after his wedding.

She hadn't dared to tell Li Wenhai about this yet; she was only thinking about getting the money and the house from Zhang Wenying first, and then figuring out how to deal with her parents.

"Mom, don't worry, as long as you help us just once, we will definitely remember your kindness."

"If you and Grandma need anything in the future, we'll be there whenever you call."

He Caifeng spoke with heartfelt emotion, her eyes even slightly reddening, as if she had truly been driven to a dead end.

"How could that be, Mom?"

I... I was thinking that since the building was empty anyway, we might as well move in first.

Li Wenhai quickly offered an explanation.

He Caifeng quickly chimed in, "Yes, Mom."

It's close to where Wenhai and I work, so it'll be convenient for our child to go to school in the future.

He Caifeng was furious.

If it weren't for the house, why would she have to be so subservient to Zhang Wenying?

We haven't received the goods yet, so we can't fall out with Zhang Wenying.

"There's only one house. Your dad wants it, and you all want it too. I can't just split it in two for you."

Zhang Wenying's tone was indifferent, her fingers lightly tapping the table. "Besides, if you want that apartment, trade your courtyard house for it."

I haven't decided who to give the house to yet; I'm just waiting for the eldest son to come over first.

Because their courtyard house is slated for demolition in three years.

"Mom, we're living perfectly well in that courtyard, how can you change it?"

He Caifeng became anxious, "Besides, that courtyard is in a good location, close to the city center. We'll still have a great use for it."

"Great use?"

Is it for your younger brother's wedding? Or for your parents' retirement?

Xiao He, that courtyard was bought with money borrowed by Zhang Wenying. Although the property certificate is in Li Wenhai's name, no one can deny whose contribution to that courtyard was the greatest.

"You want a house? Fine. You want an apartment? Fine. But if you're just looking to get something for nothing, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He Caifeng's face turned pale, and then anger surged up.

Why has she been so submissive and patient all this time?

It was all just to try and squeeze something out of this old woman. But Zhang Wenying, that old fox, was impervious to reason; every word she uttered hit her right in the heart.

"Mom, if you won't give me a house, you should at least give me some money, right?"

She hasn't seen a single penny of the two thousand yuan compensation that Factory Director Wang gave her.

Zhang Wenying laughed, but her laughter was icy: "Compensation? That's the money for my old woman's work injury. Why should I give it to you?"

I almost broke my bones at Wang Dabao's hands. Where were you when your grandma and I were being beaten?

Now, look what's happened—they're turning around and trying to steal my money?

He Caifeng choked for a moment, then said stiffly, "You can't spend that much money by yourself now, so why keep so much money?"

"You're Wenhai's mother, so won't all this money be ours to repay in the future?"

"My money won't belong to you in the future either."

Zhang Wenying leaned back in her chair, looking at her coldly. "I'm not dead yet, it's none of your business to covet my money."

"If you want money, earn it yourself. Don't fixate on my meager savings for my funeral."

Seeing that things were not going well, Li Wenhai quickly tugged at He Caifeng's arm and whispered, "Caifeng, say less. If Mom doesn't want to lend it, then forget it. We'll go back and think of another way."

"What idea are you going to come up with?" He Caifeng shoved him away.

"My brother is getting married and he's demanding a dowry and a house. Where are we supposed to find a solution? If your mother doesn't give in today, this isn't over!"

She decided to throw a tantrum, sitting down on the sofa, wiping away her tears and wailing, "What kind of life is this? I've been married into this family for so many years, and I haven't even received a warm breath from them. My mother-in-law won't help me when I encounter any difficulties. I'm not going to live like this anymore!"

Zhang Wenying wasn't angry. She slowly stood up, walked to the door, and pulled it open: "If you don't want to live here, then get out. My temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you."

If you're going to leave, leave quickly. Don't stay in my house making a scene; it's bad luck.

He Caifeng was instantly overcome with anger and lost all reason.

She suddenly stood up, pointed at Zhang Wenying's nose, and cursed, "You old hag, that yard is mine, it's mine!"

What right do you have to take my house away!

How can you be a mother like this?

You didn't support Wenhai going abroad, you didn't care about Wenhai's promotion, and now you're making excuses when we want to live in an apartment building. Do you even care about this son anymore?

And your job—you sold it without even telling us.

Who gave you permission to sell your job?

That job was promised to my younger brother by my father-in-law. What gives you the right to make that decision on your own?

I gave your Li family a big, healthy grandson. Even if I didn't do anything special, I certainly put in a lot of effort.

"If you keep pushing us like this, I'll fight you to the death!"

With red eyes, He Caifeng pounced on Zhang Wenying like an enraged mother beast.

Li Wenhai turned pale with fright and quickly reached out to stop her, but He Caifeng pushed him away.

"I'll beat you to death, you old bastard!"

Zhang Wenying was shocked.

Two slaps landed on He Caifeng's face.

Snap! Snap! Two crisp sounds rang out, and He Caifeng staggered backward, covering her face and standing there stunned.

She never expected that this seemingly frail old woman would have such a strong grip, and she was momentarily stunned by the blow.