The process of applying for medical parole went very smoothly. They didn't want to get involved with such an elderly woman.

The police officers were very helpful and took the old lady home.

This was exactly what Song Yan needed. The police personally escorted the old lady home, and He Xiaofen happily accepted the gift.

Song Yan lit the stove in the side room and cleaned up the bloodstains inside.

She locked the door; she was going to go into her spatial dimension to grow vegetables.

Where can you buy cabbage seeds in bulk right now? Song Yan needs to cultivate the seeds himself. Ten thousand catties of cabbage requires many different kinds of seeds.

Cut off the top half of the cabbage, and plant the bottom half with the roots in the soil. Then water it with spring water, and watch the cabbage grow, flower, and produce seeds.

Song Yan fed the rabbits a large pile of the cut-off top halves of cabbage.

With the New Year approaching, demand for everything is high, and these days chicken and rabbit breeding has been allowed to resume. The number of chickens and rabbits has increased dramatically.

Seeing those lively animals made Song Yan feel especially comfortable.

Growing cabbage is relatively easy, but harvesting it is a bit troublesome, even when controlled by thought.

Because the roots of each cabbage had to be cut off with a knife. There was only one knife in the space, and it would take a lot of work to process 100,000 jin of cabbages.

Song Yan ate an apple while watching the cleaver fly through the air.

Feeling that he had enough cabbage, he went to find Cao Zhang.

We need to get this done as soon as possible; Song Yan's vacation time is limited!

I didn't expect Cao Zhang to be so efficient. He found me a storage cellar at a pickle factory. It was huge!

This year's cabbage reserves are low, so the vegetable cellar at the pickle factory, located in the suburbs, is not being used.

Song Yan decided to put the cabbage in the cellar tomorrow morning. The cellar is so big, he could even add a little something extra…

Song Yan took the bus back to the Song family home.

It was getting late, so Song Yan took a cabbage to the main room to cook.

Tonight, let's make stewed cabbage.

Unexpectedly, Song Yan came to the main room. He Xiaofen looked at Song Yan with resentment.

Song Yan didn't say anything, just smiled at her and started washing the cabbage.

For some reason, He Xiaofen felt a little uneasy. She kept glancing into the kitchen.

"Why are you looking at me? Did you wash the old lady's wet pants?" When Grandma Song came back, her cotton pants were wet from urine.

He Xiaofen felt particularly unhappy when she heard this. She was on her way to work that afternoon when the old lady was brought back.

“The old lady needs someone to take care of her, so you’d better take good care of her, or you’ll be unfilial.” Song Yan’s voice was even more annoying to He Xiaofen than the sound of her chopping vegetables.

“She’s your own grandmother, do you think she has nothing to do with you?” He Xiaofen said bitterly.

“Yes, we have a connection. If we didn’t, would I have brought her back? I only brought her back because I listened to your brother’s advice to be nicer to my grandma. Otherwise, I would have made her stay in the jail.” Song Yan turned back and smiled at He Xiaofen.

“The old lady is getting on in years. We can’t let her come back. We can’t let someone young and strong stay inside!” Song Yan wanted He Xiaofen to understand why the old lady had suddenly returned.

"You, you..." It turned out that it was Song Yan who brought the filthy old lady back.

Having exhausted all other options, He Xiaofen went to her brother, asking him to try and persuade Liu Damei. Although her brother wasn't the workshop foreman for Song Huaren, Song Huaren was timid, and perhaps a combination of intimidation and persuasion would get him to tell the truth… but unexpectedly…

“You and I both know that Song Cheng didn’t hit anyone. Your mother doesn’t have the brains for that; you’re the one who taught her that, aren’t you?” He Xiaofen finally realized why Liu Damei was so fixated on her son.

Song Yan looked around and saw that only He Xiaofen, the old lady, and himself were in the room.

"This is my return gift to you. Remember, whatever you give me in the future, I'll return the favor." Song Yan said, opening the cabinet to take out rice and flour.

Hearing Song Yan's words, He Xiaofen shuddered. Song Yan was retaliating. She seemed like a different person since she came back, not willing to suffer any loss.

He himself suffered losses at every turn.

He Xiaofen thought that by instigating Song Huadong to take action, she had nothing to do with it. She never expected that this little brat was so vicious, getting Liu Damei to extort Song Cheng.

At that time, Song Cheng had a lot of blood on his hands, and Liu Damei was also injured. There were no outsiders present.

Is Song Cheng really so incapable of clearing his name even if he jumps into the Yellow River? He Xiaofen felt incredibly frustrated.

"Water, I want water," came the old lady's whimpering voice from inside the house.

"I'd be satisfied if just one person went in and spent a few years there. Do you think the old lady could testify for her son that he didn't lay a hand on anyone, and that Song Huadong was the one who did it? And who ended up not getting out?" Song Yan hadn't finished cooking, and since he couldn't leave anyway, a few more words wouldn't make a difference.

The police station isn't your own backyard; they can't just say whatever they want. Song Yan was just teasing He Xiaofen.

These words made He Xiaofen extremely upset. She knew that between Song Huadong and his son, the old lady would definitely choose Song Huadong first, and then her son.

If one person going to jail could solve all the problems, the old lady would give up Song Cheng.