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

"Kids just talk like that and don't take it too seriously. We've tried to teach them a lot in private, but those two rascals are so stubborn. They always say they'll change, but when they see Lingge, they insist on yelling at her like that again," Tang Shuxin explained.

This is the fault of the parents; they didn't teach their children well.

While it's nice to use a nickname for a child, it's disrespectful to girls before it's officially announced.

As the mother of two troublesome boys, it was necessary for her to step in.

"Oh, I see! Our Lingge has been well-behaved and pretty since she was little, I didn't expect she was so popular with children."

Song Jianmei had always harbored the desire to bring Song Lingge and Chen Bingfeng together.

Despite her many shortcomings, what mother would think her son is bad?

Moreover, now that Chen Bingfeng has joined the army, she can sense that he has changed a lot every time he calls back.

Under Song Lingge's influence, both mother and son are getting better and better, which is a great blessing.

She would certainly prefer to become even closer to her family.

This was not only for Chen Bingfeng's sake, but also for Song Lingge's.

If Song Lingge marries Chen Bingfeng, he will treat her like his own daughter.

No, Song Lingge's feelings for them went beyond mere kinship; they were also deeply indebted to her.

Therefore, she will treat her like a little princess, and the age-old problems of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships will never occur.

This was Song Jianmei's idea, which she believed to be flawless and beneficial to everyone.

Who knew that Qiao Nansheng would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

To be honest, Qiao Nansheng is good in every way, and he and Song Lingge are indeed a perfect match.

A man like that would naturally attract many women.

Song Jianmei knew that there was a saying in the city that went well: temptations were too great and too numerous.

Qiao Nansheng may not be able to be faithful.

Moreover, his family background is even better.

Looking at the large family, although they seemed very harmonious on the surface, there was an imposing grandfather, a shrewd aunt, a mischievous younger brother (and a pair), and parents who didn't even come home for the New Year.

No matter how you look at it, the relationship is very complicated.

If Song Lingge were to marry into this family, she would be constantly dealing with interpersonal relationships.

Qiao Nansheng was not a good match.

In comparison, Chen Bingfeng and Qiao Nansheng are evenly matched.

However, as her biological mother, she naturally has a biased view of her son, and in her heart, a 50/50 score is already a 91/100.

"Nine thousand!" Song Jianmei's thoughts drifted far away, and in a moment of excitement, she played the card she had just drawn.

"I won! Thank you so much, Sister Song!" Tang Shuxin excitedly pushed over the tiles in front of her.

"Oh my god, Jianmei, weren't you working on a 10,000-word lottery? How come it's already out?" Hu Lixia asked.

Song Jianmei's face twitched awkwardly as she realized that she had gotten carried away and made a mistake.

It's all my fault for having too many thoughts just now.

"I couldn't see clearly, maybe my eyesight is getting worse, hahaha..."

Song Jianmei laughed it off, trying her best to hide her embarrassment.

Song Jianmei seemed to have lost quite a bit tonight, and Song Lingge said worriedly, "Auntie, how about I take over for you?"

Song Jianmei waved her hand, "No need, no need, Auntie is going to get serious now."

At the mahjong table, Lin Xiuzhi and Hu Lixia, despite playing mahjong often, were not very skilled.

Tang Shuxin's skills are not bad, but she is a beginner.

In terms of years of experience, Song Jianmei is undoubtedly number one here.

In order to make things easier after the business opens, she needs to win some money gambling today.

Tang Shuxin said with a smile, "Then I look forward to Sister Song putting in her best effort."

......

We played until almost midnight.

Tang Shuxin opened her wallet, pouted, and said, "I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore, I'm a newbie and I can't beat you guys."

Hu Lixia laughed and said, "Jianmei lost quite a bit at the beginning, didn't she? But she's an old hand at mahjong, and she won it all back."

Lin Xiuzhi lost the least, but she still lost some.

Looking at Qiao Nansheng, he smiled and said, "Luckily, Nansheng is next to me, so I consider this a small loss a victory."

Qiao Nansheng replied with a smile, "It was Grandma Lin who did a good job."

However, Song Lingge knew perfectly well that Hu Lixia and Tang Shuxin were finding ways to lose money.

They are helping Song Jianmei in a way that doesn't hurt her self-esteem.

"It's almost midnight, come and sit down, we're about to start the countdown," Zhao Zhangguo called from the living room.

After playing chess for a while, Zhao Zhangguo and Qin Sihai went to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

"Grandma, Grandma Lin, Aunt Song, Auntie, you go ahead first. I'll tidy up here before I go over," Qiao Nansheng said with a smile.

Lin Xiuzhi patted Song Lingge's arm and said, "Go help Nansheng."

Song Lingge pouted and whispered, "I'm a guest, why should I help him?"

Lin Xiuzhi playfully slapped her hand: "When in Rome, do as the host says, go quickly."

It seems that this group of people are openly or secretly trying to bring her and Qiao Nansheng together.

Oh well, let them be!

We'll surprise them again when we go public with our relationship.

After everyone had gone to the living room, leaving only Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng.

Qiao Nansheng asked, "The New Year is almost here, where's my New Year's gift?"

Song Lingge was so anxious that she almost covered his mouth with her own hand.

"Brother, could you please keep your voice down?"

Qiao Nansheng laughed and said, "They can't hear my voice, but everyone saw your action."

Song Lingge quickly turned around to look.

As expected, when she turned around, everyone tacitly looked away, suppressing their laughter.

Needless to say, these people must have imagined a whole drama unfolding in their minds.

"So what if they see it? They'll try to match us up whether we see it or not. These little underhanded tricks might make them happy, so it's a good deed in itself."

Song Lingge feigned the arrogant attitude of a monk, which amused Qiao Nansheng.

But he didn't forget, and continued to press, "Don't try to change the subject, where's my New Year's gift?"

Song Lingge sighed softly. It seemed she had treated Qiao Nansheng too badly all the time.

So much so that he couldn't forget a particular gift.

"You can pick it up at home when you have time!"

"Song Lingge, this is so insincere of you. Who gives a gift and expects the recipient to take it themselves?"

Song Lingge looked like she was constipated, and after a long while she said, "You should go get it yourself! You'll see when you get there."

Her expression made Qiao Nansheng even more excited about the gift.

After the two finished tidying up the mahjong set, Song Lingge leaned close to Qiao Nansheng and whispered, "When you're free sometime, could you come with me to Hele Manor again? Or you could lend me your car."

Qiao Nansheng then realized that even in this joyous moment of family reunion, Song Lingge was still preoccupied with the investigation.

He finally understood what she had said when the fireworks were going off.

This girl was more cunning than he had imagined.

His heartache and pity for her only intensified because of this.

Song Lingge shouldn't have had to endure all this.