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

Outside the door, there were three heads, no more, no less, with their ears pressed against the door, eavesdropping.

"What are you doing? Are you worried we'll be lazy and not wash the dishes?"

Qiao Nansheng looked at Song Lingge, who was speaking with righteous indignation, and admired her from the bottom of his heart. Didn't she feel guilty saying such things?

At this moment, Song Lingge's guilty conscience was a minor matter; what she was worried about was something else entirely.

From now on, things will probably become even more complicated between her and Qiao Nansheng.

Standing at the front, Lin Xiuzhi pointed to Zhao Zhangguo behind her, "He sent me to see what you're doing."

Zhao Zhangguo, who was accused, quickly pointed to Song Jianmei behind him and said, though his tone was not entirely justified, "She sent me to see what you were doing."

Song Jianmei froze on the spot, her expression more painful than tears. She pointed for a long time before finally pointing at herself: "Yes, yes, it's me?"

The old saying is true: the elderly are like children again. As people get older, they become more and more mischievous and playful, just like children.

Song Lingge looked at the three old children in front of her, no, two and a half.

My aunt isn't usually like this; she only acts this way after spending a lot of time with Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi.

It's rather awkward for a junior like her to lecture three elders.

She looked at the group and sighed deeply, trying to find the right words to ease the tension.

Qiao Nansheng stepped in to mediate, saying, "It's still early, why don't we set off fireworks in the courtyard of the community?"

It must be said that this suggestion was very insightful, and everyone readily agreed.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi had been romantically in love their whole lives, so naturally they wouldn't miss out.

This was Song Jianmei's first time seeing fireworks in real life; she had only ever seen them on TV before, so she was filled with anticipation.

For Song Lingge, setting off fireworks was not the goal.

Sometimes, she feels that although she looks young after being reborn, her mentality is sometimes as heavy as that of an old person.

He is even inferior to Zhao Zhangguo.

Arriving at the central courtyard of the residential complex, Song Lingge never expected to encounter such an embarrassing situation on New Year's Eve.

If she could choose again, she would definitely refuse loudly when Qiao Nansheng suggested setting off fireworks.

Isn't the Spring Festival Gala great?

Back then, watching TV programs was the ultimate goal; setting off fireworks was considered too lame.

"Sister-in-law——"

"Sister-in-law——"

Qin Zihan and Qin Zichen suddenly appeared from some hidden corner and ran towards Song Lingge.

Song Lingge hurriedly explained to the three elders beside her, "No, it's not what you think. Those two were just making things up. I'll explain it to you properly when I get back."

"I think I just saw Lao Qin and Lao Hu. Let's go find them!"

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi pretended not to hear and walked towards Qin Sihai and Hu Lixia.

Song Jianmei frowned, but seeing that Zhao Zhangguo and the others didn't say anything, she felt even less qualified to speak, so she ignored them.

Qin Zihan said, "Sister-in-law, let's set off fireworks together. My brother bought a lot."

Qin Zichen pushed Qin Zihan aside and said impatiently, "No, we have to take your sister-in-law to meet Mom and Dad first. Have you forgotten that Mom said she really wants to meet your sister-in-law?"

Qin Zihan, unusually, neither argued nor got angry.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, let's take my sister-in-law to see Mom first!"

After saying that, Qin Zihan and Qin Zichen each took one of Song Lingge's hands and walked towards the crowd.

Song Lingge turned to Qiao Nansheng and winked, pleading, "Help me! What are you doing? Aren't you going to do anything about them?"

Qiao Nansheng initially intended to help, but Song Lingge's attitude...

It's better not to mention it, so he pretended not to see it and went to find his uncle Qin Yu and aunt Tang Shuxin.

The two families reunited on New Year's Eve.

In the past, Song Lingge would always go over when the rest of the Qin family was not around, so apart from the two elders of the Qin family and the two little rascals, she did not know anyone else.

Heaven can bear witness that the reason she didn't meet him was because she carefully chose the time.

But why is it that what we fear most is what comes to pass?

She really didn't want to see the Qin family right now!

The two little ones had no idea what she was thinking; they were just focused on pulling her into the crowd.

As she ran, she shouted, "Mom, my sister-in-law is here!"

"Mom and Dad, I brought my sister-in-law with me."

Social death.

Taishe is dead.

Fortunately, it was nighttime and the streetlights were dim.

The Qin family arrived early and thus secured a very good spot.

Most people would wait until midnight to set off the firecrackers, but the Qin and Zhao families are mostly elderly, so they set them off earlier to accommodate their schedules.

After Song Lingge was forcibly dragged over, she realized that there were only Qin's parents and two unfamiliar young people, who should be Qin Zihan's parents.

Zhao Zhangguo and his wife, along with Song Jianmei, arrived a little earlier than Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng.

Song Lingge greeted them one by one.

Hu Lixia looked at Song Lingge with a smile and said to her, "Lingge, this is my son Qin Yu, my daughter-in-law Tang Shuxin, and Zihan and Zichen's parents."

Qiao Nansheng is no longer hiding, but it's not his place to introduce her anymore.

Qin Zihan pointed at Qin Yu and said, "Sister-in-law, this is my father."

Before he could finish introducing her, Qin Zichen pulled Tang Shuxin and said, "Mom, this is my sister-in-law. Haven't you wanted to meet her for a long time? Come and meet her."

Very good, a good young man.

On the path of causing social death, one will go all the way to the end, regardless of personal relationships.

He even betrayed his own mother.

Sure enough, Tang Shuxin awkwardly rubbed her forehead and said with a smile, "Zihan and Zichen are too naughty, don't mind them! You are Lingge, right? I've heard them mention you many times, so I've always wanted to meet you, but it's always been too late."

Qin Yu said, "It's not a coincidence at all. Meeting on New Year's Eve is even more of a destiny."

Song Lingge thought to herself, "Yeah, what a huge mess."

But she still greeted them politely: "Hello Uncle Qin, hello Aunt Tang, Happy New Year to you both."

"Happy New Year! Let's set off fireworks together! Nan Sheng bought a lot."

Tang Shuxin noticed Song Lingge's discomfort and pulled her to an open space nearby, where many fireworks were displayed.

The older generation sat in the nearby pavilion watching the fireworks and chatting from time to time.

The task of setting off fireworks is naturally left entirely to the young people.

The main force consisted of Qiao Nansheng and Song Lingge.

Qin Yu and Tang Shuxin were also nearby, keeping an eye on the two little rascals, and only daring to give them fairy wands to play with.

Qiao Nansheng said, "Uncle, Aunt, please take Zihan and Zichen to the pavilion. I'll put out the biggest one."

Song Lingge made a move to step back, but Qiao Nansheng grabbed her arm and asked, "Where are you going?"

Isn't that obvious? Song Lingge's life is also her life, of course she should go to the pavilion!

"If you put the biggest bet, of course I'll back down!"

Qiao Nansheng still didn't let go, a mischievous smile appearing on his face: "They have to take care of the children, you don't. Wait for me. Don't run away, you hear me?"

Their tugging and pulling had already attracted the attention of several people in the pavilion.

Song Lingge pulled her hand away and coaxed him, "Okay, okay, order yours!"