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

Since there was no evidence in the previous life, there was also no evidence of Zhao Jueyu's death.

So, Song Lingge herself will serve as the evidence.

"Walking at night for too long will inevitably lead to encountering ghosts," Song Lingge thought, refusing to believe that they could continue to have such good luck.

In fact, Song Lingge was not without fear, but rather than passively waiting for the enemy to make a move and then retaliating, she preferred to take the initiative.

Even if Fang Guanghua can remain calm and conserve his energy, what about Zhou Songmei?

Even if Zhou Songmei can remain calm and conserve her energy, what about Nie Ergou?

These people will eventually be exposed.

In her past life, she was kept in the dark. The villains had been committing evil deeds for many years, but she remained oblivious.

What Song Lingge needs to do now is to bring forward the time when bad people commit evil deeds.

They should be punished as soon as possible.

As for whether she was in danger, that wasn't Song Lingge's main concern; after all, life is full of adventures.

Before long, the group arrived at the snack street.

Song Lingge hadn't been to "Delicious Song Fragrance" for quite some time. Firstly, she was indeed very busy; secondly, the increasing bank account balance each month showed that Song Jianmei was running "Delicious Song Fragrance" very well.

In addition, she has two loyal and reliable "undercover agents" who will occasionally pass on information about the store to her.

Of course, Song Lingge wouldn't place all her hopes on others. Judging from the attention she paid to Zhou Songmei and Nie Ergou during this period, it was clear that Nie Ergou didn't have time to bother Song Jianmei.

Speaking of Nie Ergou, although he has a bad character, he is surprisingly sincere towards Song Jianmei.

It wasn't that he didn't want to see Song Jianmei during this time, but rather that he simply couldn't find the time.

Besides Zhou Songmei occasionally assigning him tasks, Song Jianping suddenly became busy, so the burden of taking care of Zizai fell on him alone.

Zizai is his own grandson, and he loves him dearly. He takes care of him willingly, even if it means losing his own happiness.

So Nie Ergou's desire to find Song Jianmei faded away.

At this age, my pursuit of romance and poetry has indeed faded considerably.

If Song Lingge had known this would happen, she and Song Jianmei wouldn't have been so wary of him.

It didn't matter that Song Lingge was constantly on the move, but Song Jianmei almost never left "Delicious Songxiang".

Ever since Nie Ergou harassed her, and she moved here with Song Lingge's help, Song Jianmei has hardly ever left the shop.

Day and night, they were trapped in that one spot around the stove.

Song Lingge would always ask Yu Shaofen to help convey her message to Song Jianmei, telling her not to be too afraid and not to put all her energy into running "Delicious Songxiang".

However, Song Jianmei had her own plans. She had finally started a new life and had to make the most of every minute to earn money.

Song Lingge knew better than anyone how much money she spent to buy this shop and how much she sacrificed to open it.

She couldn't take everything others had created for her for granted, so she had to work even harder to let Song Lingge know that every penny she spent was worthwhile.

The aunt and niece, who were deeply connected, quietly worked hard for each other.

At this time, lunch is too late and dinner is too early.

When Song Lingge arrived, Yu Shaofen, Zhang Xiuxiu, and Xiao Jiang were playing cards.

Aunt Lu was dozing off at the cashier.

Seeing Song Lingge and the others arrive, Zhang Xiuxiu, who was about to lose, stirred up the cards.

"Lingge is here, let's stop fighting."

Yu Shaofen and Xiao Jiang were very disgusted by her behavior, but this had happened so many times that everyone had gotten used to it.

"Where is Aunt?" Song Lingge asked.

“It’s in the kitchen!” Zhang Xiuxiu replied.

Song Lingge pointed to the kitchen and said to Jing Chu and the others, "I'll go say hello first. You guys sit down for a while. Xiuxiu, you guys take care of things."

“Received, big boss.” Zhang Xiuxiu teased Song Lingge with a smile.

Song Lingge gave her a reproachful look, then went straight into the kitchen.

It's not mealtime, but Song Jianmei is still cooking.

Song Lingge called out once, but perhaps didn't hear her, so she raised her voice again: "Auntie!"

Song Jianmei then turned around and gestured for her to wait a moment.

Song Lingge nodded, but did not go out. She stood at the kitchen door waiting for Song Jianmei.

Song Jianmei scooped up the dish, smiled, and handed it to Song Lingge with a pair of chopsticks: "Try it, this is a new dish I just developed."

It turns out that Song Jianmei spent day and night in the kitchen, cooking only when customers came in, and researching new dishes the rest of the time.

Song Lingge picked up a piece with her chopsticks and tasted it, but found it somewhat unappetizing.

"How was it?" Song Jianmei was very much looking forward to Song Lingge's comments.

"It's delicious," Song Lingge replied somewhat perfunctorily.

Song Lingge pouted: "I can tell you don't taste good just by looking at you."

Song Lingge quickly picked up another piece with her chopsticks and tasted it carefully.

"It's really delicious, I'm not kidding."

"Then why do you look unhappy?" Song Jianmei had been studying this dish for several days, and today she felt that she had reached a certain level of skill.

She tried a bite herself, and it was indeed delicious.

“You opened the shop to improve your life, but you’re so busy and tired every day. Look at you, you have so many gray hairs.” Song Lingge gently brushed Song Jianmei’s hair aside.

Song Jianmei smiled and said, "Of course I'll have gray hair as I get older, it's normal. I'll get it dyed sometime and then you won't be able to tell."

Before Song Lingge could reply, he jotted down some notes about the dish in his notebook, saying as he wrote, "Why did you come today? Didn't we say to be careful? A few days ago, Shaofen and Xiuxiu told me about what happened at school, and I thought you had handled it well, so I didn't ask any more questions."

Song Lingge peeked over to watch Song Jianmei write, occasionally pointing out her typos.

After Song Jianmei finished writing, Song Lingge simply took the notebook and corrected all the typos for her herself.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you in detail later. But I'm here today to treat you to dinner. I'll have to trouble Chef Song again later."

"Who are you inviting?" Song Jianmei asked curiously.

Song Lingge gestured towards the outside with her chin: "They're all outside!"

Song Jianmei lifted the curtain and glanced into the hall. Good heavens, a group of young men.

"Lingge, are you referring to those male guests?"

"Yes, they helped me a lot today, so I said I'd treat them to a meal."

Song Lingge is beautiful and has a lot of male admirers. Song Jianmei frowned almost imperceptibly.

After correcting the typos, Song Lingge came over and took Song Jianmei's arm, saying, "It's still early, why don't we go out and sit for a while? I'm worried about your health since you stay here every day."

Song Jianmei put on an apron and said shyly, "I'll show you what I can do now, so we can eat earlier."

Just as Song Lingge was about to refuse, she saw Song Jianmei's expression and suddenly understood what she meant, and laughed heartily.