Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

October, in the golden autumn, is a time of gentle breezes and bright sunshine, perfect for travel.

"A wide river flows, its waves surging; the wind carries the fragrance of rice blossoms to both banks..."

Cheerful singing drifted from a moving bus. It was all old songs from a bygone era.

It turned out that this was a tour bus heading to Shangri-La, full of retired employees of Xinghua Cement Plant and their families.

In fact, Xinghua Cement Plant had been closed for several years, but the camaraderie among colleagues from that era was particularly strong.

So even though the factory closed down and most people retired, they would still get together for meals and trips.

"Lingge, why don't you sing a song too? You've been in low spirits these past few days," asked Hu Yunxiang, the organizer of the tour.

Hu Yunxiang is the head of the organization department of Xinghua Cement Plant. She used to organize activities in the plant, so even though she has retired now, everyone is still used to having her take the lead in all activities because she is more convincing.

"She must be missing Lao Fang! She must have felt empty, lonely, and cold these past few days, and she's longing to go home." Qi Xiaomei made some exaggerated, coquettish gestures, which made everyone burst into laughter.

"You know what, when I went to Lingge's house to collect the money the other day, I found out that Lingge is still sleeping in the same bed with Lao Fang. You know, at our age, how many of us don't sleep in separate beds? How many of us can still stand the smell of those old geezers? Hahaha..."

The person who said this was Zhang Chunling, the factory's accountant. She was bold and meticulous, but she was also very talkative and couldn't keep her mouth shut.

A few days ago, he came to our house to collect the cost of our trip, his eyes darting around the whole time.

Song Lingge had already prepared the money in advance, intending to prevent her from coming to the house and looking around, so as to avoid any rumors.

Unexpectedly, she managed to find a topic of conversation in just a short while.

There was another burst of laughter on the bus.

Hu Yunxiang used to work in the same department as Song Lingge. As her former boss, she stepped in to smooth things over out of consideration for Song Lingge.

"Stop talking nonsense, everyone. Everyone in this factory knows that Lingge and her husband have the best relationship. I'm telling you, you old women, you're just jealous!"

"Oh dear! It's just jealousy, isn't it? How many of these men in the factory are as considerate as Lao Fang? Ling Ge, why don't you tell us about your husband-taming techniques, so everyone can learn something from them."

Even without turning around, Song Lingge knew from that sour tone that it was Jiang Chunmei, her arch-enemy.

Speaking of which, Jiang Chunmei is different from her colleagues at the cement factory. Song Lingge is her high school classmate, and they are both classmates and colleagues. Logically speaking, their relationship should be very close.

However, Jiang Chunmei and Song Lingge always bicker whenever they meet, it's a zero-sum game between them.

Jiang Chunmei was beautiful and had completed high school; she was a combination of talent and beauty, and was known as the "flower of Xinghua Factory."

However, all of this came to an abrupt end with the appearance of Song Lingge.

Although the factory did not hold a "factory beauty" competition later, the title of "factory beauty" was quietly transferred to Song Lingge by everyone.

Jiang Chunmei wasn't petty about a title that offered no real benefit; at most, she felt a little uncomfortable.

However, what happened later made Song Lingge Jiang Chunmei's lifelong enemy.

In the end, it all comes down to a man.

As soon as Jiang Chunmei spoke, everyone in the car started to change the subject. They were afraid that Jiang Chunmei's fiery temper would ignite at any moment and embarrass everyone.

"Driver, stop the car! It's so beautiful outside. Everyone should get out and take some pictures, stretch your muscles. We've been sitting here for most of the day," Hu Yunxiang called out.

Because it was a chartered car, the itinerary was quite flexible, and the driver was very easy to talk to.

As soon as they got out of the car, Hu Yunxiang pulled Jiang Chunmei aside: "Chunmei, we've all finally gotten together to have some fun, so don't cause me any trouble. Song Lingge didn't provoke you, so you better watch yourself."

Jiang Chunmei pouted and said defiantly, "As long as she behaves herself and doesn't bother me, it's fine. I don't care who she is."

She ran off after saying that, leaving Hu Yunxiang shaking her head in exasperation, speechless at this woman.

Fortunately, Song Lingge is a mild-mannered person; at most, she'll grumble a bit, but she probably won't cause any major trouble.

During this season, vast fields of wolfsbane flowers resemble a fiery red sunset, a breathtaking sight.

Upon seeing the beautiful scenery, the women dressed in brightly colored clothes quickly pulled out equally colorful scarves and sunglasses to strike a beautiful pose.

As for the men, all they got was the fate of carrying cameras and taking pictures.

Fang Guanghua had something to do, so he couldn't come on this trip. Originally, Song Lingge didn't want to come either, but Fang Guanghua said that she hadn't traveled for several years, so she could come along and have some fun. He would cover all the expenses and she didn't need to worry about anything at home.

Unable to resist Fang Guanghua's persuasion, Song Lingge followed along.

But as soon as she got on the bus, she regretted it. Jiang Chunmei started arguing with her again.

Unfortunately, he was too shy and easily swayed, so he gave up after being persuaded by Hu Yunxiang.

So these past few days, despite ostensibly coming out to relax, Song Lingge has actually been seething with anger.

After getting off the bus, Song Lingge kept her distance from those women. Surely she could be safe by herself?

The azure sky was as clear as if it had been washed, and the fiery red wolfsbane flowers, like the passionate Carmen, were in full bloom, displaying their life to the fullest.

This place is truly beautiful!

It must be said that there is a saying in the book that is true: "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

Only by setting foot in this vast world can one broaden one's mind and stop being preoccupied with trivial matters.

The beautiful scenery before her eyes swept away Song Lingge's worries. She was a woman who was content with her lot and enjoyed life.

My husband is considerate, and my daughter is sensible. There's really no need to worry about some irrelevant people.

"Click!" The sound of the camera shutter startled Song Lingge, interrupting her thoughts.

"Lingge, you look beautiful today. I just took a picture of you. Why don't you take a few more so you can show them to Xingxing when we get back?"

The photographer is Du Guohua, Jiang Chunmei's husband.

Upon seeing it was him, Song Lingge's face immediately fell. This person always had no sense of propriety.

If Jiang Chunmei dislikes him so much, this man is 50% to blame. Instead of taking pictures of his wife, he's wandering around with other women – isn't that just asking for trouble?

Song Lingge ignored him and turned to leave.

No sooner had she turned around than a woman tackled her to the ground, hitting her while shouting, "Song Lingge, you shameless woman!"

"How come you can't shake your seduce-men habit no matter where you go? You're a leopard that can't stop eating shit, you shameless woman!"

"Even if I end up in jail today, I'll beat you to death, you filthy bitch, you slut!"

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