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

It's already quite cold this time of year. Although it's not late yet, there aren't many people on the streets.

Song Lingge linked arms with Zhao Jueyu: "Mom, why don't you come to Grandma's house with me tonight and don't come back?"

“How can that be? If I don’t come back, your aunt and your father will be living under the same roof, and people will start gossiping.”

Seeing Zhao Jueyu thinking of Song Jianmei, Song Lingge almost laughed.

These two women, who were at each other's throats just a few months ago, were now at each other's throats.

“They are siblings, and besides, with Aunt’s sharp tongue, who would dare to say anything to her?”

"Gossip is secondary. Your aunt's steamed bun stall is just starting out, and there's a lot to do. Your dad is too proud to help her, but I can help her a bit more while I'm at home. I have to help her make steamed buns tomorrow morning; she can't manage on her own."

"How come you're so close to your aunt now?"

"That's all because of you. I didn't have much contact with Jianmei before. Even when she came, she basically just asked your dad for money and things. Who would want to see a relative like that? But when it comes to her divorce, no matter how you look at it, it's Chen Sangde who wronged her. Maybe I just felt a bit of sympathy for her! So I didn't want to make things difficult for her. After getting to know her better, I found that she's actually quite sensible. I was prejudiced against her before."

Song Lingge deeply sympathized. She had helped Song Jianmei before simply to keep her from bothering them. However, Song Jianmei was grateful and hardworking; someone like that, as long as she was willing to work hard, wouldn't have a bad life.

When she was young, Song Jianmei took a wrong step and paid the price for it for half her life. Fortunately, she woke up in time and was reborn in less than a week.

Sometimes I feel that they redeemed Song Jianmei, but in fact, Song Jianmei's experience also redeemed them without them even realizing it.

The mother and daughter actually have something in common: they tend to overthink and hesitate too much when doing things, often dragging their feet.

Zhao Jueyu had been keeping Song Jianping in a lukewarm state for quite some time now, having discovered his infidelity.

Song Jianmei discovered Chen Sangde's infidelity just a few days ago? She decisively ended the affair and found a new lease on life.

Everyone has their own strengths, even ordinary rural housewives like Song Jianmei.

"Mom, you don't need to see me off. You go back and help Auntie. I can take the bus myself. It's close by anyway."

"How can that be? You're a girl, you shouldn't be running around outside so late at night, it's very chaotic outside right now."

"Di Di-"

Song Lingge looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Qiao Nansheng. The car seemed to be Qin Sihai's.

"Hello, Auntie." Qiao Nansheng stopped the car and greeted her politely.

Zhao Jueyu replied with a smile, "Qiao Nansheng, hello, hello, where are you going?"

"I'm going to my maternal grandfather's house, which is near the Education Bureau."

Zhao Jueyu glanced at Song Lingge, wondering how such a coincidence could happen.

Song Lingge read too much in her mother's eyes, and she cried out in her heart, "Oh no! She's really been wronged!"

It must have been a chance encounter with Qiao Nansheng. Besides, his maternal grandfather did live in the Zhao Zhangguo area.

However, Zhao Jueyu's eyes clearly indicated that he felt the two of them were in cahoots.

Perhaps Song Lingge is going to Zhao Zhang's country tonight just to meet this kid.

I heard last time that Lingge and Qiao Nansheng participated in a recitation competition together and also went to the municipal government together as accompanying interpreters.

Their relationship is definitely more than just that of classmates.

However, Qiao Nansheng was very pleasing to the eye. Zhao Jueyu's brows suddenly furrowed, as if he had thought of something very distressing.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Song Lingge noticed Zhao Jueyu's expression and asked with concern.

Zhao Jueyu forced a smile: "It's alright, let's go!"

Song Lingge stomped her foot: "Why are you leaving? I can just ride in Qiao Nansheng's car. You don't need to see me off. Go back and rest early. Didn't you say you had to get up early to help Auntie tomorrow? I'll call you when we get to Grandpa's house."

Zhao Jueyu was a little worried and still wanted to personally escort Song Lingge there.

"Mom, aren't you tired of running around like this? When you come back later, Grandma and Grandpa will be worried, and I will be worried too. Are we going to send you back again?"

Given Zhao Zhangguo's temperament, it's very likely that once Zhao Jueyu has gone there, they won't let her come back tonight.

If Song Jianping is home alone, she won't come back if she doesn't want to.

But Song Jianmei genuinely wanted to help her.

Zhao Jueyu pondered for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "Then you must call me right away when you get to Grandpa's house!"

Song Lingge nodded obediently.

Zhao Jueyu bent down and said to Qiao Nansheng, "Qiao Nansheng, thank you for your help. Please drive carefully later!"

"Auntie, don't worry! It's cold outside, you should go home early too!"

At the same time, Qiao Nansheng thoughtfully turned on the car lights to illuminate the way for Zhao Jueyu.

The die is cast. Zhao Jueyu waved to them and turned to leave.

Once she was out of sight, Qiao Nansheng leaned out and called to Song Lingge, who hadn't yet boarded the bus, "Aren't you getting on the bus?"

Song Lingge rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "Get out of the car."

"what's wrong?"

"How dare you ask what's wrong? Are you healed yet? Go drive." Song Lingge pouted angrily, she was really angry.

Qiao Nansheng was injured because of her, and she owed him such a huge favor. She wouldn't feel at ease until she saw him fully recover.

Qiao Nansheng waved his hand: "I'm fine now, I can drive."

"That won't work either. Get out, I'll drive."

"Do you have a driver's license?"

......

This question stumped Song Lingge; it seems she needs to hurry up and get her driver's license.

Stopping his sulking and getting into the car, Qiao Nansheng teased, "Song Lingge, you really don't have a driver's license? Come to think of it, you were driving without a license last time!"

Song Lingge didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer.

"So, how would you rate my driving skills? Can we stop worrying about that and just go register for a driver's license tomorrow, okay?"

"Fine, fine, there's nothing we can do if it doesn't work, you've already opened it."

Skipping over that topic, Song Lingge asked, "Why are you going to your grandfather's house now?"

Qiao Nansheng coughed awkwardly twice: "Didn't you say you'd call me tonight to decide? I figured you were going anyway, whether it was Saturday or Sunday, so I might as well go back first. Who knew we'd run into you guys like this?"

How can this be so unbelievable?

Song Lingge didn't want to discuss these trivial matters with him, but she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she silently looked out the window.

In the 1990s, there were no beautiful night views. Even in the city, the lights were dim and sparse.

Several months after her rebirth, Song Lingge returned with a series of questions, but made no progress whatsoever.

She was just an ordinary woman who also hoped that, like in the novels and TV dramas she watched, she could be reborn with superpowers and punish the scumbag man in a satisfying way.

But this was just wishful thinking. She was still just an ordinary person who could only take each step steadily, one at a time.

Being able to avoid making mistakes and prevent herself and those she cares about from falling back into the mire is all she can do.