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

After lunch, Song Jianmei closed the shop immediately, with a sign hanging on the door that read, "The boss has something to do and will be taking a half-day break."

"Then I'll come again at night next time, otherwise I'll be interfering with your business every time I come," Song Lingge said with a smile.

Song Jianmei locked the door and came over, gently poking her forehead: "I have something to discuss with you. Besides, you're the boss too."

"What's wrong? Can't we talk about it in the store?"

Song Jianmei glanced around and said mysteriously, "Let's go back and talk about it. Let's go!"

It's winter break now, and many people have gone back to their hometowns, so the school looks deserted.

The same goes for the teachers' family quarters; I didn't encounter many people on my way back.

Song Lingge went home with Song Jianmei.

The room wasn't much different from when she left, except that Song Jianmei had packed several packages, making it seem like she was ready to move in right away.

"Auntie, why are you packing your things?"

Song Jianmei poured Song Lingge a glass of water, and after she sat down, she pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Lingge, your aunt has something she wants to discuss with you."

Seeing her hesitant expression, Song Lingge guessed that something had happened.

Song Jianmei is working hard now, her business is booming, and her cousin is doing well in the army. Song Lingge can't think of anything that could bother her.

"Could it be that Chen Sangde is bothering you again?"

Song Jianmei shook her head: "Don't make wild guesses. We're divorced. He's never been here before. He can't find us."

"Then tell me, I'm very worried about you."

Song Lingge was genuinely worried about her. She had finally managed to start her life anew, and she couldn't afford to fall back into the mire.

"Lingge, you've seen the business in the store today, haven't you?" Song Jianmei wasn't in a hurry and guided Song Lingge step by step.

Song Jianmei is much more composed now than before.

Everyone is changing in an orderly manner at their own pace.

Song Lingge nodded. She wasn't in a hurry to know the answer and listened carefully to what Song Jianmei had to say.

"To be honest, business has been much slower lately than during the school term. So I thought I'd open a new shop."

Not long ago, they discussed that they could both stay and do business here.

Song Jianmei's sudden re-bringing of the old matter must mean something else has happened.

"Auntie, are you planning to expand your shop?"

"Lingge, it's not about expanding the store, it's about opening a new store in a different location."

Song Lingge was now even more certain that Song Jianmei was hiding something.

“I don’t quite understand. We’ve analyzed this before; business around the school is quite good, and you’ve become familiar with the area and have regular customers. Finding a new place might not be as good. Besides, you have accommodation here.”

Song Jianmei frowned. This place was indeed very nice, but she had a reason to leave.

"Lingge, I..."

"Aunt, has something happened that you haven't told me? Is there something I can't know?"

Song Jianmei looked at her niece. She had always been a very opinionated person, and it was all thanks to her that she was able to leave Songjiawu and start a new life.

However, he is too young, and he has many worries of his own, so he has to worry about the affairs of a middle-aged woman.

Song Jianmei didn't want to bother Song Lingge anymore, but she couldn't find anyone else besides her.

“Lingge, I didn’t want to trouble you, but your aunt really doesn’t know what to do. I was thinking of telling you after we moved to a new place, but I was afraid that the place I found wouldn’t be good, and you are the boss, so I have to get your permission.”

Song Lingge, who had originally sat on a single sofa, moved to sit next to Song Jianmei.

"Aunt, what can't you tell me? Just tell me what happened. That way, the two of you can discuss it and make preparations in advance."

After hesitating for a long time, Song Jianmei finally spoke: "Do you know Nie Ergou?"

I haven't heard this name in a long time, but I remember Song Lingge; she seems to be a friend of Song Jianping.

By the way, Nie Ergou is also from Songjiawu, so he's from the same hometown as them. Song Jianmei must know him.

"I've seen him a few times; he seems to be a friend of my dad's."

"Yes, he's your dad's childhood friend. We grew up together in Songjiawu."

Song Lingge remained silent, her mind preoccupied with Nie Ergou's matter.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Jianmei continued, "He came to see your father a while ago, and I opened the door for him. Since we're from the same hometown, I let him stay for a meal."

Nie Ergou came to see Song Jianping again. What could it be about?

Song Jianmei doesn't know Zhou Songmei. Nie Ergou and Song Jianping are birds of a feather. Could the person he's talking about be Zhou Songmei?

“He asked me about your family at the time. I didn’t think too much about it and just wanted to catch up, so I told him about your family situation.”

Song Jianmei's expression turned somewhat anxious.

What could possibly happen in the Song family? It's nothing more than Zhao Jueyu's passing and them moving to a new house.

"Aunt, what did he inquire about, and what did you say?"

"I don't remember very clearly, but it was all about my sister-in-law, and why I moved here when you moved to your new house."

They're from the same hometown and grew up together, so it's normal for them to talk about these things.

But what's wrong with what Song Jianmei is saying? Song Lingge listened patiently.

“Nie Ergou left after eating, and I didn’t think much of it. Who knew that your dad would come looking for me the next day.”

"You know, even though the steamed bun shop is located near the school, your dad has never come here. It's like I'm embarrassing him."

Song Lingge nodded. That's just Song Jianping's personality; he's always putting on airs.

He thinks he's something special just because he's a middle school principal. He's a little better at home, but he puts on airs in public.

When Song Jianmei opened the steamed bun shop, he didn't object much.

Firstly, Zhao Jueyu and Song Lingge provided the money, and since he didn't contribute any money, he had no right to speak.

Secondly, he felt that Song Jianmei was unlikely to be able to successfully run a steamed bun shop; she would only work sporadically and wouldn't last long.

Who knew that the three women's small business would start up so rapidly right under his nose?

Business was booming, and many people in the neighborhood knew that his biological sister had opened a steamed bun shop near the school.

Song Jianping didn't feel happy at all; he only felt ashamed, so he never went to Song Jianmei's steamed bun shop.

"That was his first time at the steamed bun shop, and he made me close the shop for half a day."

Song Jianmei runs a small business, and it's unacceptable for her to close down at the drop of a hat.

It seems necessary to hire a few more helpers.

"What did he say? Is it because of what he said that you started thinking about opening a shop in a different location?"

Song Jianmei nodded, and after a long while, she said, "He wants me to marry Nie Ergou."