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

The South Korean army's intention was to embarrass Li Xiaojuan and make her lose face in front of everyone.

You should know that slaughterhouses are very crowded early in the morning.

Han Jun thought that women are easily embarrassed, and that Li Xiaojuan would definitely blush with embarrassment, become angry, feel ashamed, or even cry after he said that.

But Li Xiaojuan slowly took another bite of the roasted potato, chewed it twice and swallowed it, before leisurely raising her eyes to look at Han Jun: "Han Jun, don't think that just because you have a loud voice I'll give you food."

"I'm telling you, no way."

She just loves eating roasted potatoes, and sometimes she'll carry one in her pocket.

Actually, there was a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and a boiled egg in the other pocket.

Only those who have nothing would put on airs in front of others, thinking that eating a roasted potato is shameful.

Little did he know, he himself couldn't even get a bite of a potato.

Li Xiaojuan leisurely pulled out a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) from another pocket, took a big bite in front of Han Jun, chewed it with relish, then glanced at the dry steamed bun in Han Jun's hand and deliberately raised her voice, saying, "Oh dear, does your pig only eat dry steamed buns made of mixed flour?"

Upon hearing this, the people around burst into laughter.

Han Jun's face turned pale and then red, and his hands, clutching the dry steamed bun, trembled.

He felt utterly humiliated and wished he could disappear into the ground.

When did this bitch become so sharp-tongued?

Han Jun was unwilling and glanced again at the clothes Li Xiaojuan was wearing.

Floral print shirt, jeans.

The jeans stretched taut over her legs, outlining two straight, long legs and a pert bottom.

Even though she didn't tuck her shirt into her jeans, the floral shirt was elegant and flattering, and the fitted waist accentuated Li Xiaojuan's slender figure, making her look several years younger than before her divorce.

The anger in Han Jun's heart suddenly surged up again. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "You're really shameless."

With legs that thick, wearing such tight jeans, aren't you afraid of tearing the seams?

I don't know where you learned these flirtatious behaviors. Who are you dressing up like this for?

"Could it be that she's hooked up with some random guy again?"

The eyes of everyone present involuntarily fell on Li Xiaojuan's legs.

Heh heh, this man is really lying through his teeth.

If this woman's legs were thick, then all the women in the slaughterhouse would be called elephants.

Li Xiaojuan wasn't annoyed; she simply looked at Han Jun calmly.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Han."

What constitutes flirting with a random man?

I heard you even seduced your own widowed sister-in-law, so you must have a lot of experience in this area.

Why don't you teach me how to be like you, not even sparing your own sister-in-law?

These words immediately caused an uproar in the slaughterhouse. "What? This man is seducing his widowed sister-in-law?"

"Really? What earth-shattering news is this?"

"Oh, I know about this."

This man is called Han Jun. I heard that he had been having an affair with his sister-in-law for a long time, and his two nephews are also his children.

To avoid being exposed, he staged an accident that killed his elder brother.

His widowed sister-in-law is quite something; she's seduced Han Jun, and she's even trying to seduce her own father-in-law.

These words silenced the already noisy slaughterhouse for a few seconds, before erupting into even louder discussions.

Everyone's gaze towards the South Korean army changed; some were curious, some disdainful, and some disgusted, their eyes fixed directly on the South Korean army.

Han Jun's mind went blank, and he froze on the spot. He pointed at Li Xiaojuan, his lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time: "You...you're slandering me! You're talking nonsense!"

The South Korean army didn't know who had just spoken, so they turned their attention to Li Xiaojuan.

"You couldn't tolerate your sister-in-law and nephew at home, and you even threw dirty water on them. I had no choice but to divorce you."

Li Xiaojuan, why have you become so vicious?

Do you really have to drive your sister-in-law to her death before you're satisfied?

Li Xiaojuan patted the crumbs off her hands, stood up, dusted off her clothes, and spread her hands innocently: "I'm talking nonsense? This matter caused such a big stir back then, who in the whole city doesn't know about it?"

You've already done it yourself, so why are you afraid of what others will say?

What, you're allowed to spout nonsense at me, but I'm not allowed to tell the truth?

What man only cares about his widowed sister-in-law, giving her more than half his salary instead of his wife?

The surrounding chatter grew louder, and someone even leaned in to ask Han Jun, "Han Jun, is what she said true? You really... with your sister-in-law..."

"I never would have guessed. He looks so respectable, but he's actually doing such despicable things."

"This kind of person should be fired from their job; they're too disgusting."

Upon hearing these words, Han Jun felt his blood rush to his head, his vision blurred, and he almost lost his balance.

He glared fiercely at Li Xiaojuan, his eyes reddening, and reached out to grab her arm: "I'll tear your rotten mouth apart!"

Li Xiaojuan was prepared and dodged away.

Several butchers who disliked the South Korean army took the opportunity to stop them.

"What are you doing? Trying to hit someone in front of so many people?"

"Exactly, you did something wrong and you don't want people to talk about it. Get out of here and stop getting in everyone's way."

The South Korean soldier was being held by several people and couldn't break free.

Seeing Li Xiaojuan calmly queuing to buy meat almost made him faint with anger.

In the end, it was the slaughterhouse manager who came and drove the distraught South Korean soldiers away.

After Han Jun left, everyone still surrounded Li Xiaojuan, asking her all sorts of questions. Li Xiaojuan only said a few words and then stopped. She bought the meat she wanted, pulled her cart, and headed towards her mother's braised food shop, not paying any attention to Han Jun's little tricks.

Just two days later, Han Jun actually brought his mother to the shop.

At that time, Zhang Wenying and her family had just finished the midday rush and were sitting together eating.

As soon as Han's mother entered the room, she had a smile on her face, but her eyes kept glancing at Zhang Wenying.

How come this old shrew is getting prettier and prettier?

She's so old, yet she still wears fitted shirts, and those two lumps on her chest look so bulging. She really has no shame.

She carried a bag of apples, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "Oh, in-law, are you eating?"

"Perfect timing, we came over without having eaten either."

Look, look at this dining table! There's meat and fish, a perfect balance of meat and vegetables—it's even more lavish than the New Year's feast!

Zhang Wenying put down her chopsticks, glanced at Han's mother, and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

To be honest, Zhang Wenying's hands itch whenever she sees the Han family.

Without any hesitation, Han's mother pulled up a chair and sat down, then invited Han Jun to sit as well. She then smiled and said, "In-laws, we are family after all, why make things so awkward?"

"We were wrong about what happened before, and I'm here to apologize to you." As she spoke, Han's mother actually stood up and bowed to Zhang Wenying.