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

"Lingge, be careful, the teacher has been watching you several times," Zhang Xiuxiu whispered.

As they were talking, Song Lingge yawned again, unable to control herself.

She knew she had many classes on Mondays, but Song Jianmei was so excited when Chen Bingfeng came back that she kept talking to him for half the night.

Elderly people need less sleep, and before Song Lingge even got out of bed, Song Jianmei had already gone out again.

Song Lingge is extremely sleepy right now.

After barely making it to the end of get out of class, Song Lingge collapsed onto the desk, utterly exhausted.

Song Jianmei and Chen Bingfeng were going to hold a funeral for Chen Sangde this morning.

Originally, Song Lingge was also going, but Song Jianmei said that she and Chen Sangde had already divorced, and she was only going to see him off for her son's sake, so Song Lingge didn't need to go.

Song Lingge knew that the excuse for not letting her go was just that—an excuse. Song Jianmei had something to say to Chen Bingfeng.

If "Delicious Song Fragrance" hadn't run into trouble, Chen Bingfeng would now have a room to stay in, and it would be convenient for him to chat with Song Jianmei.

But right now, they haven't found a place to live yet, and they have a lot of things to do. Song Jianmei is staying in the teachers' apartment, and Chen Bingfeng can only make do at "Ailedi".

Song Lingge felt somewhat guilty about this, because it was she who decided to close "Delicious Song Fragrance".

Thinking about all these miscellaneous things, Song Lingge could no longer fall asleep.

"Xiuxiu, did your cousin tell you when they're coming back?" Song Lingge asked, resting her head on her arm.

Zhang Xiuxiu's face flushed red instantly, and she stammered, "Isn't he your cousin? Why are you asking me about his affairs?"

Song Lingge looked at Zhang Xiuxiu with interest, but was in no hurry to expose her.

Sometimes, it's quite amusing to see someone trying to hide something obvious.

As expected, Zhang Xiuxiu was defeated under Song Lingge's scrutinizing gaze.

He said he just wanted a simple burial to settle things peacefully, which would fulfill the bond between father and son. He should be back before noon.

Just as she thought, Chen Sangde could never earn Chen Bingfeng's respect. Being able to come back to see him off on his final journey was already an act of filial piety.

Zhang Xiuxiu nudged her with her elbow again and asked suspiciously, "How did you know I would know these things?"

Song Lingge chuckled playfully before speaking, "The breakfast you brought me was fried dough sticks from the snack street."

It was early in the morning, and with Monday's busy schedule, she didn't think Zhang Xiuxiu would travel that far just for fried dough sticks.

There's only one possibility: the fried dough sticks are fake, and the real reason is for someone else.

Zhang Xiuxiu exclaimed in sudden realization, "If I had known, I would have brought you steamed buns. There are steamed buns everywhere, you wouldn't have guessed!"

Song Lingge leaned closer, her gaze fixed intently on Zhang Xiuxiu, making her heart race.

Zhang Xiuxiu instinctively backed away, making a gesture of surrender with her hands: "Don't stare at me like that, as if I've done something bad."

At this moment, Yu Shaofen leaned over and teased, "So, did you do anything wrong or not?"

Zhang Xiuxiu's face turned even redder, so she stomped her foot and pulled out another book.

People tend to be extra busy when they feel guilty.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I have to go to class, don't disturb me while I'm studying."

Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen exchanged a glance, and Song Lingge teased her with a smile, "Well, I definitely wouldn't dare to bother you, but Zhang Xiuxiu, it seems like the next class isn't about this book!"

Zhang Xiuxiu glanced at the book in her hand and wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

In the chaos just now, she didn't even notice what she was holding.

Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen burst into laughter.

Yu Shaofen said, "Last night, someone was also flustered and threw his face towel into the foot bath."

Song Lingge opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Really? Let me smell it, does it smell like feet?"

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Zhang Xiuxiu and pretended to smell her.

Zhang Xiuxiu was already blushing with embarrassment, but she was helpless against her two mischievous friends.

Yu Shaofen also leaned over and sniffed, saying, "Xiuxiu, how could this careless person be like this? I've never seen her so sloppy before!"

"Exactly, exactly, this is so unlike the person I know. What's going on?" Song Lingge asked with a smile.

"Ugh! I'm too lazy to talk to you guys anymore." Zhang Xiuxiu put her hands on her head, slumped onto the table, and ignored the two women who were watching the show.

Song Lingge thought for a moment and realized that there were some things she had to say. The choice was Zhang Xiuxiu's, but she was her good friend, and she couldn't help but think of her.

"My cousin used to be a good-for-nothing, but after joining the army, he changed a lot. I don't know if he really changed or if he just pretended to." Song Lingge chatted casually with Yu Shaofen, pretending to be unintentional.

Yu Shaofen instantly understood that Song Lingge was targeting Zhang Xiuxiu.

So I chimed in, "Judging from your cousin's appearance, he seems to be doing quite well; he might have really changed. But what kind of person was he before?"

Zhang Xiuxiu remained motionless, but Song Lingge knew that she was listening intently.

"Let's put it this way, he's idle and has unrealistic ambitions. Before he dropped out of school, my dad found him several jobs, but he couldn't hold down a job for more than a few days. He was always playing around and couldn't focus. Later, we offered him a quiet job as a security guard, but he wasn't happy about it..."

“Who would be willing to do that?” Zhang Xiuxiu raised her head abruptly and said indignantly, “Who would be willing to guard the gate at such a young age? I think he’s just too proud.”

"Having high aspirations is one thing, but having the ability to back them up is another. You're not down-to-earth in your work either; you haven't been able to stick with any of the tasks you've done so far," Song Lingge continued, pouring cold water on the idea.

“Who can do one job for a lifetime like the older generation? He has choices, which shows he understands life,” Zhang Xiuxiu retorted, not to be outdone.

Seeing that the two women were about to get angry, Yu Shaofen stepped in at the right time: "People can change. We're just trying to find out more about the situation, why are you two arguing?"

Song Lingge understood that this matter could not be rushed, as it ultimately depended on the choices of the parties involved.

Moreover, she also discovered that Chen Bingfeng had changed a lot since joining the army, and she couldn't look at him with the same old perspective.

Zhang Xiuxiu felt even more guilty, and her face turned even redder.

Others are cousins, but she, as Song Lingge's good friend, is speaking up for her cousin like this. Something's not right.

Let alone Song Lingge and Yu Shaofen, if it were her, she would be the one making the biggest fuss if she encountered something like this.

Seeing her reaction, Song Lingge took the initiative to offer a way out: "That's true. My cousin has changed a lot since he joined the army. He didn't like studying before, but this time, Xiuxiu, you taught him, so you must have felt the change in him."

Zhang Xiuxiu nodded.

Song Lingge asked her to teach Chen Bingfeng; the two had been in contact by phone before.

Chen Bingfeng's academic foundation wasn't very strong, but he was diligent and eager to learn, and he always completed the homework she assigned him on time. Therefore, in her mind, Chen Bingfeng was a hardworking and ambitious young man.