Chapter 172: You've already divorced me, so why are you still caring about your ex-husband? ...

Zhou Juan resigned, leaving a position vacant at the publishing house.

The work of the proofreading group fell on Wu Wei and Zhang Datong again. Yao Zhizhi had to temporarily let Zhang Sanxiang interrupt the translation task and go to the proofreading group to help.

As for the president, there is no movement at the moment. Who knows if he will send someone in?

In short, Yao Zhizhi kept his troops in place and waited to see what would happen.

When she got off work in the afternoon, Xiao Song came over and asked her if her sister had given the photo to Yao Weihua and what she thought of it. If she didn't like it, she would directly refuse her sister.

Yao Zhizhi could only apologize, "My third brother has no plans to get married at the moment. He needs to go out for a while soon, so he doesn't want to bother your sister."

"Oh, I guessed it." Xiao Song was a little disappointed, but more relieved. This way, her mother wouldn't be able to say anything to her anymore.

Being a sister is not easy, but anyway, just do your best.

When Yao Zhizhi returned home, she found that Yao Weihua was not there. Instead, it was her second sister's newly hired military wife who was busy serving dishes and rice.

Yao Zhizhi was curious and asked, "Sister-in-law Xiao Gao, where is my brother?"

The military wife's surname was Gao. She smiled and said, "Xiao Yao is back. Your brother said he had something to do and won't be back for the next two days. He told you not to leave food for him."

"What's the matter? Are you going out of town?" Yao Zhizhi was confused. Why was her third brother so mysterious and didn't even tell her?

Xiao Gao didn't know and shook his head: "Maybe he went on a blind date. He wouldn't tell me even if I asked him."

Well then, Third Brother is not a child anymore, it’s time for him to go on a blind date.

Yao Zhizhi hurried to eat.

The weather has become milder, the children's clothes are no longer bulky, and little Yueyue can hold the spoon and put the food into her mouth by herself.

Right now, she is sitting next to Little Star, feeding herself seriously.

Little Nini eats very carefully, even cleaning the edges of her lips before taking another bite.

Still a particular baby.

Yao Zhizhi smiled and handed over a handkerchief. Xiaoyue looked up and said thank you in a baby voice.

While eating, the phone rang. Yao Zhizhi got up to answer it. It was Director Yuan who called and explained to her the matter with Dean Chen.

In short, President Chen was arrested by Director Yuan in a sting operation.

He has now confessed everything and revealed everything about the bribes he accepted over the years.

By the way, the trial of the murder case dispatched by Chen was also held ahead of schedule.

According to the current trial results, both the uncle and nephew were sentenced to death and executed immediately.

Yao Zhizhi felt relieved and asked, "By the way, Director Yuan, how did you deal with the Ye family in Hulu Commune?"

"Now that you're in, don't worry. I hate this kind of thing and will not tolerate it." Director Yuan made a promise to Yao Zhizhi.

Yao Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief. That’s good.

So that those unscrupulous parents won’t come out to harm the sisters Ye Zheng and Ye Sheng again.

After hanging up the phone, she quickly ate her meal and went to read. The exam was in two years, and she had only learned some of the knowledge for junior high school so she had to catch up.

The next day, when I came home from get off work, I saw the blacksmith's wife at Mao's house. I guess she was there to act as a matchmaker. Yao Zhizhi didn't say much and went back to see if her third brother had returned.

Strange, he still hasn't come back.

My parents don’t know where he went. He couldn’t have gone straight to Hong Kong, right?

That shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't you tell her a few things before leaving?

Yao Zhizhi had no choice but to wait patiently.

After dinner, when I was about to read a book, Aunt Mao came, took Tang Fengyuan's hand, and sighed.

Tang Fengyuan didn't want to disturb Yao Zhizhi from reading, so he quickly took Aunt Mao to the alley in front.

"What's wrong, Lao Mao?" Tang Fengyuan invited him home and made him a cup of hot tea.

Aunt Mao sighed, "The blacksmith's wife came to propose marriage, and she mentioned a man who can't have children. I'm not attracted to him, but Lingling thinks he's okay and wants to try him out. Old Tang, can you please help me persuade this kid? He just got divorced. If he finds someone now, it will make him feel better, but what if Kong Badou comes to make trouble?"

"That's a problem." Tang Fengyuan also felt that this was a bit anxious. Kong Badou was out of market now and couldn't find a partner. Who knows how anxious he must be.

If Mao Ling went looking for him first at this time, it would be like setting off a time bomb that might explode at any time.

But it's normal for young people to have physiological needs.

Fortunately, the new one introduced is infertile, so there is no need to worry about Mao Ling having a baby.

So Tang Fengyuan followed Aunt Mao to Mao's house and took Mao Ling to persuade her.

In the end, Mao Ling compromised and was willing to keep a low profile, trying to get along with each other in private first and not make it public for the time being.

Aunt Mao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was worried that the four children in the family were too talkative and could not keep the secret, so she had to let Mao Ling go to the man's side on the date.

The man's name was Peng Dajun. He was a surveyor at the Survey Institute. He was a well-mannered scholar, but he had never had children. He and his ex-wife had tried many folk remedies but to no avail. Finally, the couple went for a check-up together, and it turned out that the problem was with him. His ex-wife divorced him without looking back, and at the end of that year, she became pregnant with her second husband, and gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, the following year.

If Peng Dajun were to look for another woman, he could only find one who was divorced and had children.

However, such women tend to have another child with their second husband, so his infertility almost cuts off the possibility of him remarrying.

Unexpectedly, Mao Ling just didn't want to have another child, and their needs matched.

When they met, Peng Dajun was very happy. Mao Ling's family was simple: Mao Ling, an old mother, four children, and that was it.

His family was simple, with only him, a widower and his father gone.

This was simply the second marriage partner tailor-made for him by God, so he was very proactive and positive.

At this moment, Mao Ling came to him late at night and told him that it could not be made public for the time being and could only be contacted privately. Peng Dajun was quite depressed.

He asked, "Why? Didn't you get divorced? Or is it that my work has brought shame upon you? God knows, I'm only 37 years old. Once our director leaves, it will be my turn to move up. My future is still quite bright."

Mao Ling was not worried about this. She was divorced and had four children, so it was naturally not a question of whether to work or not that mattered to her.

She had no choice but to tell her mother all her concerns.

Peng Dajun laughed: "So that's how it is. Why not just introduce him to someone later? What's there to be afraid of?"

"Are you stupid? I just don't want to see him happy." Mao Ling was speechless. This man was a bit like a nerd. Couldn't he figure this out?

Peng Dajun didn't understand: "You're already divorced, why do you still care about this? Only when he has a woman can he live in peace and stop harassing you."

That's true.

But Mao Ling couldn't swallow this.

Peng Dajun tried to explain, "Why bother? It's just a divorce, not a blood feud. Besides, you still have four children. If he gets angry and does something ridiculous, what will the children think? How will you explain it to them?"

Besides, if people are forced into a corner and resort to knives and guns, that would be even more terrifying.

It’s better to let each other go and pursue our separate ways.

To be honest, Mao Ling had never seen such a carefree man.

Maybe she was really tortured by the petty man like Kong Badou and became a narrow-minded person who would never let go of any grudge. Then, seeing the Prime Minister Peng Dajun's broad-minded attitude, Mao Ling was quite uncomfortable.

I could only say, "Let me think about it. I've been fighting with him for so many years, and I really don't want to see him have an easy time. It was my mother who arranged his job, so what right does he have to make demands on me?"

Peng Dajun smiled and said, "Don't worry, take your time to think about it. Anyway, I don't have any other requirements. I just want to have a woman and live a good life together."

Mao Ling sighed: "I understand. I'll go back first."

"Wait." Peng Dajun turned around and went into the house to get some cloth coupons. "It's a welcome gift for the children. The weather is getting warmer, so buy them two new clothes."

Mao Ling silently took the cloth coupons and patted Peng Dajun on the shoulder: "I'll come back tomorrow."

"Didn't you say we were going to stay overnight tonight?" Peng Dajun had been alone in his empty house for several years and was a little homesick.

Mao Ling smiled and turned back: "Forget it, I haven't decided whether to let Kong Badou go. What if I can't get over it? What if I still want to fight him? Wouldn't that hurt you? Give me a few days."

"Okay, I respect your decision." Peng Dajun was afraid that she would regret it, so he stuffed another thirty yuan into her pocket. "If you don't have enough money, tell me. I have very few expenses here, and I don't have any bad habits."

Mao Ling took the money, tiptoed, hooked her arms around his neck, kissed him, then turned and left.

Peng Dajun covered his cheeks and watched her go away with a silly smile.

When he was about to close the door, the youngest son of the Zhou family next door came back and called out "Brother Peng" when he saw him.

Peng Dajun smiled and said, "It's Zhou E. Why are you back so late?"

"Oh, my cousin and brother-in-law had a fight, and I went to mediate." Zhou E had a headache. He didn't want to get involved. It was Xu's parents who called his father and asked them to send someone over.

This cousin is so annoying.

Peng Dajun was curious and asked, "Teacher Xu has a good temper, so why did they start arguing?"

"No matter how good your temper is, you can't stand my cousin's trouble. Now she's pregnant. Xu's parents don't dare to provoke her. The whole family is very afraid of her." Zhou E was speechless. His cousin would get divorced sooner or later.

As long as his aunt falls...

Oh, forget it, let’s not fall down. Having such an aunt will benefit them a lot.

It turns out that this person can't have it all.

Since I enjoy the protection of my aunt, I have to take more care of her daughter.

Zhou E sighed: "I won't say anymore, Brother Peng. I'm tired. See you tomorrow."

Peng Dajun smiled and said nothing.

He had seen Zhou Juan before. She was pretty and young, but too young and childish. Xu Wei was not much older than her, so he might not be able to tolerate her little emotions.

He was different. He was in his thirties, and he was not angry when Mao Ling went back on her word and refused to spend the night with him.

People are all like this. When they encounter something when they are young, it is like the sky is falling and they can't get over it.

As I get older, I tend to be more open-minded. What's the big deal? What can't be overcome by closing my eyes?

Unfortunately, Zhou Juan couldn't understand this. As soon as Zhou E left, she started crying again.

Xu Wei really couldn't stand it anymore, so he applied for the school's staff dormitory the next day and prepared to move out.