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

Li Xiaojuan isn't without temper; she just often prefers to keep her grievances to herself so as not to worry her mother.

But today, watching her mother stand at the door, berating the Han family members mercilessly, she suddenly realized how foolish she had been all these years, and at the same time, she felt extremely relieved.

She should learn from her mother more in the future; she should be firm when necessary and not let others bully her all the time.

Han's mother was trembling with rage. Pointing at Zhang Wenying, she couldn't utter a coherent sentence for a long time. Suddenly, she stomped her foot and lunged forward, yelling, "I'll tear that lousy mouth of yours apart today!"

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

The neighbors who were watching the commotion had long disapproved of Han's mother's tantrum. Seeing this, they quickly reached out and pulled her back, offering words of advice that were all biased towards Li Xiaojuan and her daughter.

Han Jun was so embarrassed that he rushed to find Li Xiaojuan.

"Xiaojuan, I really know I was wrong. Please come back with me."

Li Xiaojuan didn't even offer her a neck.

"You all need to leave now, and don't come back."

"You...you're not coming with me?"

The South Korean soldiers looked on in disbelief.

"Go with you? Go back to be a slave and serve your whole family?"

"Or should I go home and continue to endure your beatings?"

Li Xiaojuan finally turned around, her gaze calm yet firm.

"If you want it back, that's fine, but you need to rent the place first and then we can talk about other things."

How could she not know what kind of people the South Korean army is?

Asking him to rent a house is harder than climbing to heaven.

Sure enough, Han Jun's face changed immediately when he heard the words "rent a house," and he stammered, "Xiaojuan, aren't we living comfortably in our house?"

You can't become so immature just because you've made a little money.

You know how heavy the family's burden is.

Why bother spending money to rent a place to live?

I heard you have a house not far from here.

"If you're willing to remarry me, I can move out and live with you."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaojuan's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Han Jun, you certainly know how to play the strategist."

My mom rented that yard to me; it has absolutely nothing to do with you.

You want to move in? Dream on!

Let me tell you, I, Li Xiaojuan, am doing very well now and don't need a burden like you.

The South Korean army was completely stunned.

His original intention was to coax Li Xiaojuan back home first, and then deal with her slowly after she handed over the money and the yard.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiaojuan seems to have become a completely different person. She is impervious to both soft and hard approaches and can see right through his little schemes.

The South Korean soldier's face darkened.

"Li Xiaojuan, don't push your luck!"

Let me tell you, without my Han Jun, what kind of life can you, a woman, lead? You'll have nowhere to cry then!

Li Xiaojuan sneered, her gaze fixed on Han Jun's face: "Cry? Haven't I shed enough tears in your house over the years?"

When have you ever felt sorry for me?

Han Jun, let me tell you, from this day forward, I, Li Xiaojuan, will never shed another tear for you.

Think whatever you want. Whether I'm doing well or not is none of your business.

"Go away, don't embarrass yourself here."

"Good, good, very good!"

Li Xiaojuan, you're really pushing your luck and don't know your place.

Mom and I came to pick you up in person, and you're still acting all high and mighty!

"Fine, you've got guts. I'll see how long you can keep up this tough act!"

Li Xiaojuan stared at Han Jun, watching him transform into the despicable figure he was now, and felt a sense of estrangement in her heart.

The man who held her hand at their wedding and said, "I will make you live a good life," has long since changed through the trials of life.

If it weren't for this man's sweet talk, she thought she would never have married him.

Han's mother was throwing a tantrum, but Zhang Wenying had already silenced her with two slaps.

It took her a while to come to her senses.

"Zhang Wenying, you old shrew, what right do you have to hit me!"

She's so angry!

She didn't get to eat lunch and even got slapped twice. How could she swallow this insult?

Han's mother covered her burning face and pointed at Zhang Wenying's nose, about to pounce on her.

The old lady and the kitchen helpers, Sister Liu and Sister Li, were furious. They grabbed her by the collar and threw her out.

Han's mother was thrown out of the door and staggered a couple of steps before she regained her balance.

The neighbors pointed and whispered, and some even held Han's mother back to prevent her from going into Zhang Wenying's shop to cause trouble.

Han's mother struggled twice but couldn't break free. She was both angry and annoyed, so she sat down on the ground, slapped her thighs, and started wailing. She kept saying that Li Xiaojuan and her daughter were bullying people and that they were deliberately trying to ruin the reputation of the Han family.

Han Jun stood to the side, his face as red as a pig's liver. Looking at the neighbors pointing and whispering all over the street, he felt ashamed and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. It took him a long time to grit his teeth and pull his tantrum-throwing mother up from the ground.

"Mom, let's go! Let's stop begging!"

I refuse to believe it! Without Li Xiaojuan, I, Han Jun, can't find someone better!

Han Jun forced himself to say something polite, then half-dragged, half-pulled his still-crying and cursing mother out of the crowd and slunk away.

Seeing the two women's disheveled figures, the neighbors in the restaurant chuckled and didn't linger any longer. They tactfully gave the mother and daughter some space and went about their own business.

Looking at the open shop door, Zhang Wenying calmed her racing heart, turned around and took Li Xiaojuan's hand, saying gently, "Daughter, don't be afraid. From now on, with Mom here, no one can force you to suffer anymore."

"It's okay, Mom."

A good horse doesn't eat the grass it has already grazed.

I was the one who initiated the divorce, so there's absolutely no reason for me to go back.

Now that I, Li Xiaojuan, have taken this step, I have no intention of going back.

Don't worry, I will definitely live a good life from now on, and show those who were laughing at me that even after the divorce, I will live better than anyone else.

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That day, Xiao Zhang from the Public Security Bureau came to the alley entrance and found Zhang Ju, who had just finished her work.

Business is booming in the morning. There are many households in this area, and almost everyone who goes to work or takes a walk will stop by Zhang Ju's stall to have a bowl of wontons or dumplings.

Even though it's already 10 o'clock, some people still come over wanting a bowl of wontons, but the stall has already sold out of ingredients, so they'll have to wait until tomorrow to eat them.

When Zhang Ju's two daughters saw people in uniform looking for their mother, they turned pale with fright and could barely hold onto the rags in their hands.

Zhang Ju remained calm, waved to her two daughters, signaling them to continue clearing the dishes, and wiped her hands before going to greet them.

"Comrade, excuse me... are you here to see me?"

Zhang Ju could vaguely guess the comrade's purpose in coming, which was most likely related to Boss Li.

Xiao Zhang nodded, took out a note from his briefcase, and said in a calm but serious tone, "Comrade Zhang Ju, there's news about your man."

Zhang Ju's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked, "Where is he? Did something happen to him?"