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

Huang Lao Er stared at Wang Guilan with a gloomy face, but did not rush to lash out.

Huang Laosan was furious when he heard that.

"Wang Guilan, are you even human?"

No matter how wrong my mother is, she is still an elder!

"As a daughter-in-law, how could you hit your mother-in-law? Aren't you afraid of being gossiped about?"

Wang Lao Er also said sarcastically, "Wang Guilan, you're really something, daring to even hit your mother-in-law."

"My brother's not home, and you're already bullying my mother like this?"

Wang Guilan sneered, raised her hand to wipe the bloodstains from her face, and stared straight at Huang Laosan: "Speaking ill of others."

I, Wang Guilan, have an upright and honest life, and I am not afraid of anyone speaking ill of me behind my back.

Your mother said I was crammed in with men, so ask her why I was crammed in with men.

My husband died, and there's no one to support the family. Your mother wants canned food today, malted milk powder tomorrow, and new clothes the day after. Every single one of these costs money.

If I don't go over there to move goods, and I don't compete with men for work, do you expect me to support her, you two dutiful sons?

You two tell me, have you given her a single penny all these years? Have you ever fed her a single meal?

"You're talking nonsense! Your man is perfectly fine, it's you who's about to die!"

Upon hearing Wang Guilan curse her own son, Old Lady Huang immediately sprang up from the ground, pointed at Wang Guilan's nose, and began to curse.

Wang Guilan looked at her coldly: "My man is alive and well."

What about the others?

If he's alive, why doesn't he come back?

Why won't I support you?

But you, whenever I'm not home, there's always something missing – a few eggs, a couple of pounds of rice or flour, or money.

You think I don't know?

Did you use all those things to support your two good sons?

Do you think I'm stupid?

I turned a blind eye because you're my stepmother-in-law, but you've taken advantage of my kindness and even dared to throw dirty water on me!

Huang Lao Er, your mother raised you two brothers, but she didn't raise me, Wang Guilan. I have no obligation to fulfill my filial duties for you.

But I still raised your mother for over forty years.

Your mother doesn't have many years left to live, and neither do I.

If you have any conscience at all, take her back and take good care of her for the rest of her days.

If you have no conscience, don't stand here talking so casually and pointing your finger at me, calling me unfilial.

Go out and ask around, which daughter-in-law would support her stepmother-in-law for decades after her husband's death?

I, Wang Guilan, have a clear conscience before heaven and earth, and I have done right by the Huang family. The only thing I have failed is myself.

Wang Guilan's words made Huang's two sons blush immediately, their lips trembling, but they couldn't utter a single word.

"Exactly, a bunch of heartless bastards, they still have the nerve to come here and cause trouble!"

Zhang Wenying said coldly.

Who are you?

"What right does an outsider like you have to interfere in the affairs of the Huang family?"

The second son of the Huang family turned his head and glared at Zhang Wenying, his fleshy face twitching.

Zhang Wenying wasn't intimidated. She crossed her arms and scoffed, "Who am I?"

I am your ancestor!

"We've come specifically to collect from unworthy descendants like you."

She pointed at Wang Guilan's cheek and said, "Look what your old shrew has done, scratching her face like this."

You guys are something else, you don't even bother to find out what happened, you just start pointing at people and cursing.

If you're truly filial, take this old shrew away right now!

And you too!

Zhang Wenying pointed at a man cowering at the back of the crowd and shouted angrily, "Huang Dalin, your mother has been bullied like this, and you don't even dare to fart, just hiding in the back watching the show? Are you even a man?"

Huang Dalin shuddered, his face turning bright red, but he still didn't dare to step forward.

A few snickers came from the crowd, and someone muttered, "The Huang family is a bunch of cowards."

"Exactly! He doesn't even dare to say a word when his own mother is beaten up, and you expect him to take care of Wang Guilan in her old age?"

Zhang Wenying pointed at Huang Dalin and cursed, "You heartless bastard, you're just like your heartless father, you're practically cut from the same mold!"

Your mother is so old, why is she going out to sea? Is she just going for fun?

No, she was risking her life!

Zhang Wenying's words were sharp and piercing, leaving Huang Dalin so ashamed that he wished he could disappear into the ground.

"Then look at your mother's thin body, look at the wrinkles on her face, look at the calluses and cracks on her hands. Aren't they all the result of her hard work for your Huang family?"

She's so thin she's practically skin and bones, yet she still carries boxes weighing over 100 pounds all over the docks. What's she after?

I just want you to have a better life, I just want you to suffer less!

Huang Dalin's eyes instantly reddened, his lips trembled, and he knelt down in front of Wang Guilan.

"Mom...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

Looking at her son kneeling on the ground, Wang Guilan finally couldn't hold back her tears and they rolled down her cheeks.

Zhang Wenying persisted, coldly saying, "Your grandmother insults your mother every day, yet you choose to remain silent. This is the greatest act of filial impiety."

Your mother has endured so much all these years, isn't it all for you?

She was afraid that others would say she was unfilial, that it would make things difficult for you, and that you would lose face in this family.

But what about you? Did you make her raise her head?

Huang Dalin knelt on the ground, his shoulders trembling violently, tears falling onto the ground and splashing up fine dust.

The crowd quieted down, except for Zhang Wenying's voice continuing: "Even if your father were alive, he wouldn't want you anymore. Wake up."

How many forty-three-year periods does a person have? Your mother gave the best years of her life to this family, do you want her to give up the rest of her life as well?

That man is probably living a life of luxury over there, while your mother is being tormented by your family. How can you live with yourself?

"Forty-three years have passed, hasn't she suffered enough?"

Zhang Wenying's words silenced the entire alley so much that you could hear your own heartbeat.

Huang Dalin knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, his shoulders trembling violently, tears falling to the ground and splashing up fine dust.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

"Grandma, why don't you go stay at Uncle's house?"

This house was built by my mother with her own hands; she owes you nothing.

Huang Dalin raised his head, his voice hoarse but firm.

"From today onwards, my mom has made a vow: if anyone dares to lay a finger on her, I'll fight them to the death."

After he got married, his grandmother said that the house was too small to accommodate so many people, and she forced him to leave.

Now, he's moving back in.

My son is of marriageable age, and we can't not even have a decent place to live.

But it is indeed unfilial of the mother to hit the grandmother in front of so many people.

"You unfilial dog, you want to kick your old mother out?"

You wish!

The old lady pointed at Huang Dalin's nose and started cursing.