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

It's holiday time, and it's not easy to find out Zhou Songmei's hometown.

I should have asked Zhao Jueyu and the others more about Song Jianping and Zhou Songmei before.

It's all her fault for being too selfish, only thinking about living her own life well, ignoring that whether in her past life or this one, her crisis has always been there.

In fact, Song Lingge had always had a worry: after being reborn, those who had lived well by her side in her previous life seemed to have all had terrible experiences this time.

Whether it's Li Meimei, the female protagonist in the sex scandal, or Zhao Jueyu, who died unexpectedly, they both lived quite well in their previous lives. Why is it like this in this life?

Is it because of the butterfly effect caused by her rebirth?

With this thought in mind, Song Lingge instinctively felt afraid; she was afraid of bringing more misfortune to those around her.

Therefore, she had to be extremely cautious with every step she took from then on to avoid these accidents from happening again.

The only people she had left were Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi. Song Jianmei could have been included, but the difference between the Song Jianmei of her past life and the Song Jianmei of this life was too great, so she can be temporarily excluded from this list.

"Nansheng, please take me home! I want to talk to my grandparents first. I'd like to ask you to take care of them while I'm away."

"Song Lingge? You're planning to go alone?"

As she expected, Qiao Nansheng would definitely not agree to let her go alone.

"Who else could it be but me? Should we announce such a shameful thing to the whole world?"

"Ah—" A sudden stop.

Song Lingge gripped the seatbelt tightly, still shaken, and shouted, "Qiao Nansheng, what are you doing?"

Why don't you ever consider me when making any decisions?

Qiao Nansheng's voice was muffled; little did he know that Song Lingge's heart was aching even more at that moment.

She was well aware of Qiao Nansheng's thoughts, but she couldn't give him any promises right now.

She knew perfectly well that Qiao Nansheng wouldn't let her go alone, but she still tried to trick him into bringing it up himself.

Song Lingge also hates herself now.

“I’ve already troubled you enough. To be honest, I have no idea where Zhou Songmei’s hometown is, how long it will take to find out, or how long it will take once I find her hometown. I have absolutely no idea. Do you think I should just drag you into this again? I can’t do that.”

This explanation greatly improved Qiao Nansheng's mood.

"Anyway, I won't let you go alone. If anything happens, the two of you can look out for each other. Otherwise, I'll tell Grandpa Zhao, and I'm sure he won't agree to it either."

Qiao Nansheng looked at Song Lingge and suddenly smiled slyly: "Whether you two unite against a common enemy, or turn such a good helper like me into your adversary, is the decision for you. There are still ten minutes until we get home, so think it over!"

Is there even a need to consider this? Song Lingge isn't stupid.

"Qiao Nansheng, I'm sorry," Song Lingge said silently in her heart.

Unexpectedly, she is now even willing to use Qiao Nansheng to achieve her goals.

Back at the Zhao family home, Song Lingge told the two elders everything that had happened that day, and also shared her plans.

“Lingge, you have a strong will. If it were anything else, something for your own good, your grandparents would wholeheartedly agree. But this is too dangerous. If your mother really was killed by them, and they find out you're investigating this, then…”

The consequences were unimaginable, and Lin Xiuzhi didn't even dare to say it.

“Grandma, it’s because I suspect that my mother was killed by them that I’m determined to investigate. If I give up because I’m scared, I’ll never be happy in this life, and my mother, if she’s in heaven, will surely die with her eyes open in disgrace.”

Lin Xiuzhi shook her head: "You don't understand a mother's mind. She won't die with regrets, because she's just like us. As long as you're safe and sound, that's enough for her."

Song Lingge was well aware of a mother's psychology.

It was because she was both a daughter and a mother that the hatred accumulated over two lifetimes made her realize that some grudges had to be avenged by herself.

Moreover, if her guess was true, she asked herself if she could bear to lose it again.

the answer is negative.

Therefore, nothing and no one can stop her from seeking revenge.

"If you've made up your mind, Grandpa will support you."

Zhao Zhangguo interrupted Lin Xiuzhi.

Lin Xiuzhi wanted to say something, but Zhao Zhangguo held her hand tightly and said gently but firmly, "It's a promise, right? Trust Lingge and support Lingge."

Song Lingge felt a lump in her throat, and her resolve to make her choice only grew stronger.

We can't let anything happen to such good family members again.

"Don't worry, I will be careful, and Qiao Nansheng will go with me."

Lin Xiuzhi's eyes instantly brightened, and joy spread across her face: "Nansheng is going too? That's good, that's good. I'll be relieved that you two can look after each other."

"But now, there's a problem. I don't know that woman well, and I don't know where she's from. But I think if she really is related to my father, then it must be related to my father's past. I went to Songjiawu last time, so I can be sure it's not there."

Zhao Zhangguo pondered for a moment: "He and your mother met in college. Your mother told him that he was a sent-down youth and went to the countryside."

Where did you become a sent-down youth?

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi racked their brains to recall, and seeing the two old people thinking hard, Song Lingge felt very satisfied. This was the feeling of family working together.

Family members shouldn't hide things from each other, even if it's for the other person's own good.

Many people, under the guise of doing what's best for you, actually do all sorts of harmful things.

It's better to face everything together from the beginning, whether it's good or bad.

In this world, Zhuge Liang is rare, but cobblers are everywhere.

However, as long as we remember that three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang, the power of unity can surely shake the world.

"It seems to be Qianxing Village, old man, do you remember it?"

"Qianxing Village? Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember it. It seems to be Qianxing Village."

The two received the same answer and looked at Song Lingge with a sense of pride.

What adorable old rascals!

Before Song Lingge could think of a way to praise them, Qiao Nansheng barged in.

Shouting, "Song Lingge, I found out, Zhou Songmei's hometown is Qianxing Village."

Where did you find this information?

Qiao Nansheng raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I have my own brilliant plan."

Seeing his smug look, it seemed he wasn't planning to say it out loud, so Song Lingge couldn't help but retort, "Oh right, lazy people have their own tricks!"

Qiao Nansheng gently tugged at her ponytail and teased, "So what's your clever trick?"

Does this mean she's lazy? Qiao Nansheng really won't suffer even the slightest loss!

Song Lingge threw a punch, but Qiao Nansheng nimbly dodged it.

"These two children..." Lin Xiuzhi couldn't stop smiling.