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

Hearing this, Zhang Wenying felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

She looked up at Shen Mingyuan, a faint smile on her lips: "Comrade Shen, I will remember your kindness."

Although Shen Mingyuan was just a stranger she hadn't known for long, he gave her a long-lost sense of security.

If she weren't so old, she would have liked to pursue Shen Mingyuan.

Back in the shop, Zhang Wenying got busy as usual.

As evening approached closing time, Liu Wendong walked in carrying a bag of fruit.

Zhang Wenying was somewhat surprised and quickly went to greet him: "Comrade Liu, what brings you here? Please have a seat."

As soon as Liu Wendong saw Zhang Wenying, he smiled and handed her the fruit he was holding: "Auntie, I finished work early today and thought I'd come and see you."

The first courtyard has been prepared, and Aunt Zhang made it clear that they could stay there for free.

Several nearby families saw Aunt Zhang tidying up her yard and approached her, saying they wanted to renovate their houses nearby.

Their jobs are all booked until after the New Year.

This is all thanks to Aunt Zhang; otherwise, their small team, which had just entered the city, wouldn't have been able to gain a foothold so quickly.

Zhang Wenying took the fruit and smiled as she invited him to sit down: "You silly boy, you came all this way, why did you bring anything?"

You've just arrived in town; that's a time when you need money, so don't spend too much.

As Zhang Wenying spoke, she had Li Xiaojuan serve her a bowl of rice, two plates of vegetables, and a pot of tea.

The old lady also looked at Liu Wendong with some surprise.

I didn't expect this child to be so thoughtful; he didn't come empty-handed on his second visit.

Unlike that Song Dazhu, who hasn't sent a single penny over here in all this time.

Lately, when it comes to buying meat, Xiaojuan has been taking the third child with her.

"Auntie, please don't be so polite with me. We owe everything we have today to your help."

"This little bit of fruit is nothing. Once we earn money, we'll definitely take good care of you."

Zhang Wenying laughed at his words: "What's this about filial piety? Just work hard and make a good living. That's the greatest reward you can give me."

Li Xiaojuan secretly glanced at Liu Wendong and winked at him.

Although Comrade Liu is not very old, he speaks and acts with a calm and steady demeanor. He is truly a very good man.

A woman eating nearby glanced at Liu Wendong a few more times, then blushed and asked, "Aunt Zhang, who is this comrade...?"

Zhang Wenying turned her head and saw that it was an unemployed young woman from the neighborhood.

That woman has very high standards.

He has no skills, just lies at home sponging off his parents. He's lazy and loves to gossip.

She has very high standards for her other half: she will not marry anyone but a cadre, and he must come from a wealthy family and be outstanding in appearance.

Doesn't she look at herself, all fat and with a face full of pockmarks? Would any decent guy want her?

Zhang Wenying didn't judge people with prejudice.

I just feel that the policies are better now, and as long as you are willing to work hard, you can always make a living.

This girl always dreamed of instant success, without ever considering her own limitations.

And now, she actually still wants to have designs on Liu Wendong. Zhang Wenying shook her head inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, smiling as she said, "Young comrade, you should go back first, I'm about to close up shop here."

The woman's face turned slightly red.

I was half embarrassed and half angry.

A self-employed restaurant owner is being incredibly disrespectful to himself.

Zhang Wenying's words were polite, but they carried an unyielding tone. The woman's lips moved, but she ultimately didn't dare say anything more, stood up sullenly, and walked towards the door.

As he reached the door, he turned back and glared fiercely at Zhang Wenying.

Zhang Wenying pretended not to see it and chatted with Liu Wendong about the progress of the renovation over there.

The more they talked, the more satisfied Zhang Wenying became.

This child is truly talented.

Even with limited resources and a temporary shortage of materials and tools, he can come up with alternatives to accomplish the most with the least amount of money.

Such positive and motivated young people are truly rare these days.

After thinking about it, Zhang Wenying decided to give Liu Wendong a book on architecture so that he could read it and learn something when he had time. It was always a good idea.

Even if this child doesn't become her son-in-law, she's still willing to help him out.

After returning home that evening, Zhang Wenying felt a bit full, so she put on her clothes and decided to take a walk around.

When we got to the old courtyard area, we suddenly saw the eldest daughter and a man pulling and tugging at each other under a streetlamp not far away.

Zhang Wenying was startled and immediately ran over.

It was Song Dazhu!

It wasn't that Zhang Wenying judged people by their appearance; rather, this Song Dazhu was simply no good person!

Even though she had no connection with this person in her past life, Zhang Wenying felt uneasy whenever she saw him.

Zhang Wenying rushed forward in three steps, pulled her daughter behind her, and glared at Song Dazhu, saying, "Dazhu, what are you doing?"

"Trying to be a pervert under the cover of darkness?"

Song Dazhu was startled by the question. After recognizing Zhang Wenying, he awkwardly took a half step back and then introduced, "Auntie, I didn't."

I just wanted to say a few words to Xiaojuan, nothing more.

"I don't care what you mean!"

Don't come looking for my daughter after dark.

"If you dare harass my daughter, I'll wipe you out, you little devil!"

Zhang Wenying spoke urgently and harshly, her spittle almost splashing onto Song Dazhu's face.

Song Dazhu's face turned pale and then red, and in the end he didn't dare to argue anymore.

Li Xiaojuan quickly hugged her mother.

"Mom, it's nothing. He just came to give me some things, saying they were local specialties from his hometown. I didn't accept them," Li Xiaojuan explained softly, her tone tinged with helplessness.

What is Song Dazhu trying to do?

Is a few wilted roasted sweet potatoes really worth the trip?

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, they said they would go behind the tree to say a few words.

Can't I say it standing on the street?

Why go behind the tree?

They even came up and pulled at me.

If my mother hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid he would have really dragged me behind that old locust tree.

Li Xiaojuan felt increasingly frightened as she thought about it, and her grip on her mother's arm tightened involuntarily.

Zhang Wenying was so angry that her whole body was screaming.

A toad that has become a spirit is more venomous than a snake!

He wants to make it a fait accompli, creating a situation where Xiaojuan has to agree.

Her daughter absolutely cannot marry such a wicked man!

"Get the hell out of here!"

If I see you harassing my daughter again, I'll chop you up!

Song Dazhu was scolded by Zhang Wenying, his face turning as red as a pig's liver. He clutched the bag of roasted sweet potatoes and slunk away, still unwilling to give up, glancing back at Li Xiaojuan as he left.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Wenying felt even more annoyed and her heart clenched. She pulled Li Xiaojuan back and didn't say a word the whole way.