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

She was standing outside the courtyard, dressed in red, which was both conspicuous and embarrassing.

As a bride, she was already feeling extremely distressed that no one paid any attention to her, and she was under tremendous physical and psychological pressure.

Jiang Yunlan's gossiping became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Without thinking, Li Meimei rushed over. Because she had been standing for too long, her legs were numb, and she limped over, which looked quite comical.

"Why is the bride a cripple?" someone exclaimed.

"Guanghua is a top student from a prestigious university, how could he fall for a woman like this?"

"Exactly! Even if it's someone from the city, you can't hire someone like this!"

"You haven't heard Yunlan's story yet, have you? This woman seduced Guanghua; she went to Guanghua's bed on her own initiative."

"She was also a college student, but she didn't graduate. I heard she was expelled from school."

"I heard she had an abortion before! She was fired because of it."

"My God, how can someone be so ill-mannered? No wonder no one from her family came."

"The dowry was only so-so, Guanghua really lost out!"

......

The people around her were saying increasingly hurtful things, and Li Meimei's face turned red with anger.

These people were uncultured and spoke bluntly and vulgarly. She had never seen anything like this before and was completely at a loss.

Fang Guanghua also felt ashamed, so he came over and pulled her into the house.

Seeing Fang Guanghua arrive, Li Meimei felt like she had found a powerful backer and pointed at the group of people, questioning Fang Guanghua.

"Are you just going to let them say those things about me?"

Fang Guanghua pulled her aside and whispered, "Stop fooling around, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

She was bullied, and then Fang Guanghua came to talk to her about it.

"You don't care about the gossip your family has about us?"

Seeing that she was being unreasonable, Fang Guanghua used force to pull her into the house.

Seeing that her reasonable accusations had not received a fair judgment, Li Meimei used all her strength to shake off Fang Guanghua's hand.

He sneered, "Fang Guanghua, are you even a man?"

"Snapped--"

Li Meimei covered her face, staring at Fang Guanghua in disbelief.

He—her husband—slapped her in the face in front of everyone at their wedding.

What an unforgettable wedding!

Unforgettable.

While she was still in a daze, Fang Guanghua dragged her back into the house and bolted the door shut when they came out.

No matter how much Li Meimei cried and made a scene inside, he never looked back.

The courtyard was bustling again, as if the farce that had just happened had never occurred.

People only care about the feast; no one pays attention to the fact that they are attending a wedding, when the bride should be the main character.

Soon, the food and wine were served, and no one noticed that in the mud house behind, there was a bride crying bitterly.

In those days, the produce was quite abundant. In rural areas, a banquet typically consisted of nine large bowls plus a soup, making it a perfect ten.

Song Lingge was already starving, and nothing could compare to a hearty meal.

She'd been craving salted braised pork belly, especially for a long time.

After dinner, despite Jiang Yunlan's warm invitation, Song Lingge insisted on going back.

Regardless of whether the Fang family has enough room, given her entanglement with Fang Guanghua, the fact that she could stay here for a meal was already a sign of her hunger, and she had no choice but to do so.

Before leaving, Song Lingge walked to the wooden window and called out to Li Meimei.

"We're leaving. What about you...?"

Not knowing what to say, Song Lingge thought for a moment and quietly handed Li Meimei a small bag of rice candy.

This was originally meant to be given to her by Jiang Yunlan for her journey.

Finally, someone cared about her, and Li Meimei's tears fell again, seemingly worthless.

"Lingge, can you do me a favor?"

Song Lingge sighed: "I know. I'll call your family when we get to the county town, but I can't guarantee they'll come."

Li Meimei nodded through her tears, already grateful that they could help her make the call.

After she did that, although her parents complained about her, they were, after all, her own daughter, and they probably wouldn't just stand by and watch her suffer.

Li Meimei was somewhat relieved; thankfully, she had asked Song Lingge and the others for help today.

Otherwise, in a place like the Fang family, they probably wouldn't even know she died.

Thinking about everything that had happened today, she started to cry again, hesitantly.

Fang Guanghua escorted Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng. Along the way, he would occasionally chat with Qiao Nansheng. Fortunately, the mountain road was only a short stretch.

As he escorted her to the car, Fang Guanghua couldn't help but call out to Song Lingge.

"Lingge!"

Song Lingge stared at him expressionlessly. Fang Guanghua was stunned for a full half minute, but in the end, he said nothing and turned to go down the mountain.

Even if I say goodbye sincerely, I'm afraid Song Lingge won't accept it.

The grudges between them cannot be explained in just a few words.

Just as Qiao Nansheng was about to open the driver's side door, Song Lingge beat him to it.

"I'll drive. You haven't eaten anything, and I don't want you to faint halfway through."

So she noticed him. Qiao Nansheng smiled slightly and obediently walked to the passenger seat.

The return journey is always exceptionally easy.

"Let's stay in Yuning County for the night first, and then go to Qianxing Village tomorrow."

"it is good."

"You haven't eaten anything. Here are some biscuits. Grandma brought them for me. Would you like some?"

"it is good."

What's wrong with Qiao Nansheng?

"Are you okay?"

"Hmm?" Qiao Nansheng mumbled an "hmm" while eating a cookie.

He was asking a question, but Song Lingge heard it as a statement.

"Do you think I'm heartless? Watching Li Meimei suffer without helping her? After all, we used to be good friends."

Qiao Nansheng reached out and touched Song Lingge's forehead.

"What are you doing?" Song Lingge dodged back and pushed his hand away.

"I was just about to ask if you were alright?"

Song Lingge's big eyes were full of questions.

After finishing his biscuit and taking a sip of water, Qiao Nansheng slowly asked, "Why should I pity her? Why should I feel sorry for her? Could it be that you're just being soft-hearted?"

Song Lingge clicked her tongue and glared at Qiao Nansheng.

Seeing her disdainful look, Qiao Nansheng turned his head and chuckled, "Looks like you're not out of your mind."

After teasing her, he said seriously, "Although you two used to be good friends, I haven't forgotten how she framed you. I hope that whenever you feel like softening your heart, you'll remember that if you hadn't been able to save yourself back then, you would be in the same situation as her today."

"I've remembered what you said earlier, and I also have something I want you to remember forever: never believe crocodile tears."

How could Song Lingge not understand? She had paid the price for it with her entire life.

Li Meimei is indeed pitiful, but she brought all of this upon herself.

Song Lingge's last act of kindness towards her was limited to making a phone call to her family and telling them about what had happened that day.

As for other matters, she regrets that she cannot help.