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

Seeing the old woman's fierce appearance, Old Sun shrank back in fear, muttering "A good man doesn't fight with a woman," and slunk away.

If he didn't leave soon, he was afraid that the old woman would rush up and hit him with a rolling pin.

He was beaten by someone older than him, and even if he wanted to seek justice, probably no one would care.

"Old Sun, do you want to see me, Zhang Wenying, make a fool of myself?"

I'm afraid you won't live to see that day.

After finishing her sentence, Zhang Wenying turned and went back to the restaurant. She cupped her hands in apology to the guests who were watching the commotion and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I've spoiled your fun. Today, I'll give each table a serving of braised eggs as an apology."

Everyone waved their hands and said it was nothing, and praised Wenying for doing the right thing, saying that this kind of old rogue should be confronted like that.

Once the noisy scene quieted down again, Zhang Wenying wiped her hands, returned to the stove to continue cooking, and felt completely unmoved.

She's heard all sorts of hurtful things over the years, so this little bit of humiliation really doesn't hurt her.

She had long ago made up her mind that she would never get married in this life. She would rely on herself to run the restaurant well and raise her children. That would be more stable than anything else. Anyone who tried to take advantage of her would be turned away by her.

The old houses over there have already started to be cleaned up.

Liu Wendong is very serious and responsible in his work.

Whenever Zhang Wenying went there, she could see Liu Wendong personally directing the workers inside the house, strictly following Zhang Wenying's requirements to build the house.

There are many old houses here. People are amazed to see that these old houses can be renovated and rebuilt. They say that the owners of these houses are foolish and rich, throwing money into the water to hear the sound.

Through their brief encounter, Zhang Wenying learned that Liu Wendong was already twenty-seven years old and had just been demobilized from the army last year.

I don't have a boyfriend/girlfriend yet.

Although Liu Wendong is young, he is steady in his work and doesn't talk much, but every word he says is to the point.

He told Zhang Wenying, "Auntie, I don't want to find a partner for the time being."

A man should establish his career before starting a family. This way, my woman will have a secure life and will suffer less.

To be honest, my family wasn't well-off. My parents passed away early, and my older sister raised me.

My sister married far away, and she's worried about me a lot over the years.

So I need to find a way to earn more money so that my sister can live a good life, and so that I can hold my head high in the future.

Zhang Wenying nodded inwardly upon hearing this, thinking that the young man was ambitious and a promising talent who was hardworking and reliable.

She didn't ask any more questions, but just smiled and replied, "Okay, with this intention, you'll definitely be able to make a living."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wendong grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth: "Auntie, thank you for your kind words."

I don't have any other special skills, but I'm very stubborn. Once I've decided on something, I'm determined to get it done.

You can rest assured and leave the house to me. I guarantee it will be built solidly and within budget.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenying was even more pleased, but she didn't say much, only nodding: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

To be honest, she has a strange feeling about the man her eldest daughter is dating now.

I always felt that the young man's honesty and simplicity were all an act, unlike Liu Wendong who was genuine.

As Zhang Wenying watched the workers moving bricks and tiles in the yard, she thought to herself that it wouldn't be bad if her eldest daughter could find a man like Liu Wendong.

I just don't know if he'll look down on his daughter for being divorced.

And then there's Song Dazhu. His daughter seems quite fond of him, but it's hard to tell whether he's reliable or not.

Zhang Wenying pondered this over and over in her mind, but some things remained unsaid.

On the way back, Zhang Wenying inadvertently discovered Song Dazhu standing at the entrance of the Hongxing Factory, talking to a middle-aged woman.

Because of the distance, Zhang Wenying couldn't hear their conversation, but she could see a smug look on Song Dazhu's face.

Zhang Wenying's heart skipped a beat.

Smug and self-satisfied?

Song Dazhu has always been honest and unassuming in front of Zhang Wenying. When has he ever shown such an expression?

She began to have doubts.

Could this be the true nature of Song Dazhu?

Zhang Wenying did not recognize the middle-aged woman.

Back at the shop, Zhang Wenying thought for a moment and then went to find her daughter.

Li Xiaojuan's business is also booming.

She brought in a batch of batwing shirts from there, and sold more than half of them in less than three days.

And her jeans are in such high demand that they're practically sold out.

Fortunately, her mother's shop had access to that area, making it very convenient for her to source her goods.

Going south to buy goods is not only dangerous, but also costs a lot in travel expenses and wastes time.

Now things are much better. With both sides connected, goods move quickly, and money is earned steadily.

Upon seeing her mother, Li Xiaojuan happily handed her a light blue shirt.

"Mom, this is something I specially saved for you."

It's already late August, and the weather has turned cool.

This shirt is extra thick, perfect for this season.

Zhang Wenying took the shirt, felt the fabric in her hands, and examined the stitching against the light. A satisfied smile appeared on her face: "This fabric is nice, thick and soft, but the color is too light. I'm afraid it won't get clean."

She spends all day working with the stove, which is smoky and oily, and her light-colored clothes don't get dirty easily.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaojuan smiled and took out another dark gray one: "I knew you would say that, so I specially prepared a dark gray one for you, it's dirt-resistant."

You can alternate between the two pieces. This material is easy to wash; even heavy oil stains can be easily rubbed off, so you can wear them with confidence.

Zhang Wenying folded the two shirts neatly and put them into her cloth bag, but then changed the subject: "Juan'er, how are things between you and Song Dazhu lately?"

She always felt uneasy.

When her mother asked about Song Dazhu, Li Xiaojuan smiled.

"Mom, that man is honest enough, and he doesn't talk much."

He invited us to his house in a couple of days, and I'd like to go.

In Li Xiaojuan's view, if she could have a stable home, her mother would have one less thing to worry about.

Although Song Dazhu was of average appearance, he was hardworking and reliable, and treated her quite well.

She's already been married twice, so finding a man like him is already considered lucky.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenying's anxiety intensified, but she simply replied with a faint, "Alright, you handle this yourself."

Let me know in advance when you're going, and I'll go with you.

Li Xiaojuan nodded with a smile.

"Mom, that's for sure."

"I'll need you to give me your opinion then."

She'd already been through one marriage and didn't want to make the same mistake again. Her mother always had a good eye for people, and having her by her side made her feel more at ease. Watching her daughter's busy figure, Zhang Wenying couldn't shake the feeling of unease in her heart. She remembered seeing Song Dazhu at the alley entrance that day and felt that this man wasn't as simple as he appeared.

But take your time.

Whether you're human or a ghost, you'll always slip up eventually.