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

When Song Lingge changed her clothes and came downstairs, Qiao Nansheng had not yet left.

He is currently sitting in the tea room playing chess with Zhao Zhangguo.

The warm winter sun is something to cherish, especially for the elderly.

The tea room was Zhao Zhangguo's favorite place. Sunlight streamed through the glass roof, making people feel warm and comfortable.

The sunlight shone on Qiao Nansheng, giving him a soft golden glow, which, combined with his smile, was dazzling.

Song Lingge's heart was pounding like a deer's; it was an irresistible flutter of emotion.

But she also knew that she couldn't, and was not capable of doing so.

She calmed herself down and decided to go upstairs and wait for Qiao Nansheng to leave before coming down.

“Nansheng is good at chess, unlike Lingge. Although I taught her since she was a child, she still can’t think ten steps ahead. Her chess skills are very poor.”

Zhao Zhangguo complained to Qiao Nansheng with a smile.

This displeased Song Lingge. Although her chess skills were mediocre, they weren't that bad!

Moreover, this old man praised her for playing well last night, but this morning he complained about her in front of others.

Haha, men, even old men, you can't believe what they say.

Song Lingge coughed a few times on purpose, but even though the two men heard the noise, they both tacitly ignored her.

Zhao Zhangguo deliberately winked at Qiao Nansheng: "If you've been overheard, pretend you didn't hear anything and just deny it."

Qiao Nansheng nodded and smiled knowingly.

Song Lingge saw through the two men's clumsy acting and sighed. Of course, she had to pamper her own grandfather, so she would just play along with them!

“Mr. Zhao Zhangguo, you keep belittling me, but in my opinion, you are the one who is truly at your wit’s end now.”

Unexpectedly, Qiao Nansheng's chess skills were so profound that even Zhao Zhangguo was at a disadvantage.

Zhao Zhangguo stroked his chin.

He didn't grow a beard because Lin Xiuzhi said that a long beard would take up too much space when eating or drinking soup, which was unhygienic.

So even though his aesthetic ideal required men to have beards, he shaved his head completely for Lin Xiuzhi.

For men who love beards, the habit they've developed over the years is to shave every day.

Song Lingge remembered that when she was little, Zhao Zhangguo liked to poke her face with his stubble.

The stubble was stiff and prickly, making her face burn. She even complained to Lin Xiuzhi about it, suggesting that Zhao Zhangguo grow a beard, as a white-bearded old man would seem more mysterious.

Even so, nothing changed.

Looking back now, perhaps love is like this: I like beards, but you don't, yet I willingly pluck every single hair you don't like for you.

If the other person is Qiao Nansheng, will the longing for love in the past life be realized in this life?

He's obsessed, truly obsessed.

Zhao Zhangguo's seemingly ordinary action sparked so much reverie in her.

Song Lingge glared fiercely at Qiao Nansheng; it was all his fault.

As innocent as Qiao Nansheng was, he was inexplicably given a disdainful look.

Unable to fathom Song Lingge's thoughts, he deliberately took a wrong step, giving Zhao Zhangguo a chance to survive.

Zhao Zhangguo burst into laughter: "Who said I was at my wit's end? Isn't this a case of 'after the darkest hour comes the dawn'? Hahaha..."

The old man and the child were both against her, so Song Lingge ignored them and went to the living room to watch TV.

......

This ordinary yet heartwarming life continued until the eve of winter vacation.

The weather this year is exceptionally cold.

However, the Zhao family home was exceptionally warm. With Song Lingge coming back to live there, the house became more lively, and even their health improved.

People are in high spirits when they have happy events. Even if there are no happy events, as long as you are happy and cheerful every day, you can live a long and healthy life.

The house in Hele Manor has been renovated, and Song Jianping plans to move in after the Lunar New Year and spend the New Year in his new home.

With the addition of Song Lingge and Zhao Jueyu, Song Jianmei's steamed bun stall successfully took over the shop next to the gate of Nanzhou Middle School, making her a true boss.

Originally, Song Jianping also planned to contribute some money as a token gesture, but Song Jianmei refused.

They claimed it was a shop owned by the three women, and that any profits would be distributed according to their shareholding.

Song Lingge and Zhao Jueyu didn't really care about profit sharing, but Song Jianmei opened a shop and broadened her horizons, so she insisted on giving it to them, saying that this was the only way for the relationship to last.

It seems Zhao Zhangguo was right: it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

When Zhao Zhangguo initially planned to give the house of Nanzhou Middle School to Song Jianmei, he worried that people's greed would be insatiable and that she might even become an ungrateful child.

So when Song Lingge and the others planned to give money to help Song Jianmei open a shop, Zhao Zhangguo proposed to invest and share the profits.

Song Lingge didn't pay much attention, but she had to admit that it was the old man's foresight.

Song Jianmei earned money through her own labor, boosted her self-confidence, and discovered that she could live well on her own without relying on others.

She was filled with gratitude towards Song Lingge and Zhao Jueyu for pulling her out of the mire, and her monthly dividends were transferred to Song Lingge and Zhao Jueyu's accounts without fail.

According to Zhao Jueyu, Song Jianping has been so busy with renovations that he has even given up his hobby of fishing.

The relationship between Song Jianping and Zhou Songmei thus became an unresolved case.

It can be said that Song Jianping had less contact with Zhou Songmei than Song Lingge had with Zhou Songmei.

At school, Zhou Songmei seemed shameless, frequently coming to see Song Lingge. Although Song Lingge always made excuses for her, she still persisted.

This behavior is very similar to that of a person.

If Zhou Songmei hadn't done nothing else inappropriate, Song Lingge would have almost suspected that she harbored other intentions towards her.

Of course, this was just a joke. Song Lingge knew very well that this woman was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone through so much time without finding any evidence against her.

However, she wasn't in a hurry; she had plenty of patience and would play with them at her own pace.

At this point, Song Lingge had no idea what price she would pay for it.

Although she was reborn and gained the upper hand, she was still just an ordinary person and did not have the ability to foresee disasters.

In her eyes, everyone around her seemed to be moving steadily toward a better life.

On an ordinary weekend, Qiao Nansheng came to Zhao Zhangguo's house to play chess.

He's been visiting the Zhao family way too often lately.

Moreover, he moved from his grandfather's house to his maternal grandfather's house.

The distance between him and her changed from being separated by a street to living in the same neighborhood.

Song Lingge was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book, the same book Zhao Zhangguo was reading, "The Complete Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen".

In her spare time, she asked Zhao Zhangguo why he had suddenly become interested in fairy tales.

She remembered what Zhao Zhangguo said: the first person to spread Andersen's Fairy Tales was Mr. Zhou Zuoren.

The gentleman gave "Andersen's Fairy Tales" a very high evaluation, saying that the book observes the world through the eyes of a child, and has extremely high value and extraordinary significance for children's reading.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

The phone rang, and Song Lingge had only answered it for a moment when the phone fell to the ground, hitting the cabinet with a sharp thud.