Seeing the patriarch about to write, the old man rolled his eyes and said, "Wait a minute!"

The clan leader looked at him with disdain, his tone very unhappy: "What else do you want to say? If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just fart!"

The old man limped forward, glanced at Tang Youyou, and snorted coldly: "Since you insist on doing this, I can't do anything. But in the future, you can't enter my Bai family's ancestral tomb!"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Tang was furious: "You shameless bastard, what do you mean?"

The clan leader also scolded: "Old Baitou, you are really getting more and more confused. No matter what, Tang was married to Han Song in a formal way. Besides, she also kept her chastity for Han Song for five years. Even though the relationship is severed, the children still have the surname Bai and still have the blood of our Bai family. Don't ask for more!"

Tang's mother was also furious: "You rascal, I don't think you've been beaten enough!"

The old man Bai was not at all timid, and he continued to insist: "I'm telling you, today I'm going to write a letter of divorce for Dalang. My Bai family doesn't want these ungrateful bastards. Who knows if they are Dalang's own children!"

“Bang!”

Tang's mother could no longer bear it, tears streaming down her face: "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, you damned bastard, I'm going to fight you today!"

As he said this, he was about to pull the old white man's hair.

Tang Youyou grabbed Mother Tang and shook her head at her.

Inwardly, he was complaining: There's a loophole in this old man's words. The person is dead, and he still wants to write a divorce letter? This is strange.

"You damn girl, why are you holding me? I'm going to rip his mouth apart!"

Tang Youyou whispered a few words in Tang's mother's ear, but the latter stared with eyes wide open and remained motionless.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the old man: "He's been dead for five years, what's the point of writing a divorce letter?"

A trace of panic flashed across the old man's eyes, and then he raised his neck and said, "It's...it's you who are my son's nemesis. If you want to break off the relationship, you have to do it my way!"

Tang Youyou didn't miss his facial expression, and her hands unconsciously tightened. So, Bai Hansong might still be alive? Otherwise, wouldn't it be unnecessary for him to do this?

Immediately make a decision: "Divorce, sever ties, or else, forget it!"

If she was divorced by a dead man, wouldn't she become the laughing stock of the whole village?

Besides, if Bai Hansong is really not dead, then he has never contacted his original body in all these years. It can be basically concluded that he is an absolute scumbag, and she can't wait to stay away from him.

The clan leader sighed and said, "Tang, you don't have to do this. You have been keeping your chastity for Han Song. It has not been easy for a woman to raise five children all these years. He is old and shameless, but my Bai clan still needs it."

If this gets out, the Bai family will become a laughing stock and no one will dare to marry their daughter into the family.

The old man was anxious: "Okay, I agree to the divorce. Chief, this is a matter between our two families. Please don't interfere. Worry less and live a few more years!"

The clan leader's beard trembled with anger, and he pointed at him and cursed: "How could my Bai family produce a scum like you..."

The old man raised his eyebrows but did not refute. Now that he had achieved his goal, he was in a good mood.

Old Man Tang glared at him, then glanced at his daughter and sighed, "Brother Bai, let's just leave it at that. I'm really sorry to bother you!"

The patriarch shook his head, sighed, and began to write.

Just after writing the four deeds, the village head came with a group of people.

Looking at the bruised and battered Wang Po and Bai Lao Er who was covering his chest, Tang Youyou felt extremely relieved.

"Come on, press your fingerprints!"

Mrs. Wang looked at the old man, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. The old man winked at her. She didn't understand what he meant. "Old man, are your eyes broken?"

Tang Youyou's mouth twitched. This old white man really had something fishy going on.

"Well, Tang, didn't you just say you were going to the government office to register today? Why don't you hurry up and go..."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh! Do you think I'm stupid? I was in a hurry to break off the engagement just now, afraid that you would regret it. But now it's different."

It seemed that this old man was even more anxious than she was, which made her more certain of what she was thinking. Besides, wouldn't she have to make some money to go to the government office? She wouldn't waste a single penny!

"I'm not in a hurry. I can go anytime!"

"How can that be? We must deal with this matter today!"

Tang Youyou stared at him with a half-smile, and said sarcastically: "What? You're so anxious, are you going to reincarnate? If you want to go, go ahead. My family is not in a hurry!"

The children standing nearby looked at each other in bewilderment. What was wrong with their mother? She had been so anxious just now, but now she wasn't anxious anymore?

The old man pointed at her angrily and said, "You little whore, you are so disrespectful to your elders!"

The clan leader and the village head sat aside and watched the show. They were whispering to each other, with mockery in their eyes.

Bai Ruoyi looked at him with disgust: "Old Baitou, please understand, we just broke off our relationship and have no relationship anymore. How can you be considered an elder?"

Tang Youyou was a little surprised. Her eldest son was honest and kind, a little silly, and rarely spoke so harshly. It seemed that he was really heartbroken this time.

I walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and shook my head.

The old man was furious and pointed at the people in the yard and said, "Okay, very good. You two just wait and see!"

He turned and roared at his youngest son, Bai Hanfa: "What are you still doing here? Go borrow an ox cart and go to the county town with the village head to register!"

Bai Han said weakly, "Dad, I haven't even had breakfast yet!"

"Pa pa pa!" After several slaps, he felt stars in his eyes.

He covered his cheeks with his hands, looking incredulous. This was the first time his father hit him in front of so many people.

The village head's voice drifted over: "Go back home, disgrace yourself! If you want to get things done today, you'll have to make some arrangements."

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