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

Zhang Wenying took a moment to comfort her daughter a few more times.

Li Xiaojuan shook her head, wiped away her tears, and took Zhang Wenying's hand in return, smiling as she said, "Mom, I'm not in pain, thank you."

This slap shattered the last vestige of her father-daughter bond, but it also brought her complete peace of mind. From now on, she would only have her mother, sister, and grandmother; she would no longer have this father.

Once the commotion was over and everyone had left, the neighbors dispersed. Before leaving, they all offered Zhang Wenying a few words of comfort, praising her for being strong-willed and for saying that she was right and should have divorced that kind of man long ago to live a better life.

Zhang Wenying thanked them one by one. After finishing her work and closing the shop, the family sat down to relax.

The old woman sat on the stool, still panting with anger: "That little brat! I must have been blind to have given birth to such a thing! If he ever dares to come again, I'll break his legs with a rolling pin!"

If you don't want to lose face, then go ahead and do it.

Zhang Wenying didn't take Li Jianguo seriously and finished her work in a good mood.

I made a net profit of almost 100 today, I'm so happy.

After all, Li Jianguo's monthly salary is less than one hundred.

She earns more in a day than he does in a month.

Around nine o'clock, after closing the door, Zhang Wenying and a few others happily went home.

Just as I arrived at the gate of the old house, I saw several children jumping rope at the gate, muttering to themselves.

"Grandma's head is like a ball, she kicked it to the department store, the department store sells balls, and Grandma's head is filled with lard."

They filled a container with lard to make lamp oil, burned Grandma's head dry, and lit the lamp to illuminate our house.

Zhang Wenying frowned and looked over; the children playing with the kids were He's eldest uncle's two children.

Her grandson stood by, clapping and cheering.

For some reason, Zhang Wenying felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

Although she was a child of the He family, and it was possible that the grandmother they were talking about wasn't her, Zhang Wenying still felt a tightness in her chest.

The next second, the toddler grandson, who was still learning to speak, joined in the singing: "Grandma's head... is like a ball..."

Zhang Wenying's temper flared up immediately.

"You little bastards, who taught you this? I'll tear your mouths apart!"

The two children from the He family were startled and stood still, not daring to move.

Her grandson, however, was so frightened by the shout that he burst into tears and dropped his slingshot.

When the two children of the He family saw that something was wrong, they grabbed their younger cousin and ran away.

After running into the courtyard, he actually leaned over the door and made a face at Zhang Wenying.

"My aunt said you're a bad grandma. Your head is like a ball; if you cut it off, it'll only be used to fill with lard."

We said we'd say it again when we go back to the village: "Come and fight us if you dare!"

Zhang Wenying looked coldly at the three children.

Unable to get any benefits from me, He Caifeng resorted to such despicable means, instructing several children to slander me.

Let her make up stories then; she's not going to lose anything.

With a quick glance, Zhang Wenying pulled out a handful of fruit candies from her bosom and waved them at the children: "Come on, Grandma has some candy here, come and have some."

The two He children's eyes widened immediately, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

They were still children after all, and they couldn't resist the temptation of candy. After hesitating for a moment, they slowly moved over.

Zhang Wenying squatted down, stuffed the candies into their hands one by one, and then grabbed their collars and slapped them hard on the buttocks several times.

"For letting you go astray, for letting you talk badly about your elders, for letting you spout nonsense!"

Zhang Wenying hit and cursed at the same time, showing no mercy in her strength.

The two children were beaten and cried loudly, and the candy in their hands fell to the ground.

"You're a bad grandma! You're a bad grandma!" the two children cried and shouted, their voices sharp and piercing.

"Exactly! My aunt said you're such an old codger, you deserve to have no one to take care of you in your old age!"

Zhang Wenying paused, her face darkening. She released the two children, straightened up, and coldly swept her gaze across the courtyard gate.

Behind the courtyard gate, He Caifeng's figure flashed by, clearly having been watching the show from the shadows.

Zhang Wenying sneered and kicked open the courtyard gate.

He Caifeng stumbled from the force of the kicked-open door, her smug expression frozen in place before she could even wipe it off.

Zhang Wenying grabbed He Caifeng by the hair and slapped her several times.

"You ill-mannered scoundrel, all your education has gone to waste."

"No matter what, I, Zhang Wenying, am your elder. And yet you go and instigate your children to humiliate me. Is this how your parents raised you?"

Zhang Wenying unleashed her full power, beating He Caifeng until she covered her face and screamed in pain.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Li Wenhai, who was watching TV inside, heard the commotion and rushed out. He was stunned to see his wife being beaten by his mother by her hair.

Zhang Wenying treated everyone equally, and stepped forward to slap Li Wenhai again: "You still have the nerve to ask?"

Your wife instigated the kids to come and yell at me, and you, on the other hand, just hide in the house like a coward.

Li Wenhai was stunned for a moment after being hit. He covered half of his face and said aggrievedly, "Mom, I... I really didn't know..."

Zhang Wenying snorted coldly: "Don't you know? Those kids have been shouting outside the door for who knows how long. Are you deaf?"

"Your wife did something terrible, and you're pretending to be innocent."

Li Wenhai was speechless, his face burning with pain, but he felt even more uneasy.

He did hear the noise, but he was too lazy to pay attention.

Mom went too far; no wonder her grandchildren don't like her.

The old lady stood aside and watched, not daring to go forward.

We're all family; if someone gets hurt by mistake, they'll probably have to be carried up the mountain.

She's enjoying a life of luxury with Zhang Wenying now, and she doesn't want to go up the mountain anytime soon.

Although the old lady didn't physically attack, her sonic attacks were very powerful.

"Wenhai, you are unfilial."

Your wife instigated the children to speak ill of their elders, and you actually protected her.

Your mother must have been incredibly unlucky to have given birth to such an ungrateful wretch.

Your father is a bastard, and you've inherited his fine traditions, only knowing how to bully your own family.

If you're so capable, go out and be tough with outsiders, go out and prove yourself, instead of staying at home all day scheming against your own family.

Your father was just like that back then. He was a tyrant at home, but a coward like a dog outside. He would bow and scrape to those with power and influence, but glare at his own family.

Now look at you, you've learned your father's methods perfectly, even inheriting his underhanded skills.