This is much more worthwhile than 50,000 yuan!

Mr. Jiang took a puff of his old welding cigarette, remained silent for a moment, and then looked up to ask, "Xiao Yuan, did she really divorce that driver?"

Chu Yuan's divorce proceedings were mostly handled by the court, so she didn't tell her family.

There's no need for that.

Anyway, divorce doesn't require parental consent.

But even if we don't say anything, some people from Jiangjia Village also make a living in the city, and one or two of them know the scumbag Zhu Jicheng. Over time, the Jiang family also heard some rumors.

Even though they knew Chu Yuan was divorced, they never thought of contacting her or asking how she was doing.

It was as if they had nothing to do with Chu Yuan after receiving that 50,000 yuan dowry!

Mr. Jiang was concerned about his reputation and didn't want the Jiang family to suddenly have a divorced daughter. He never mentioned Jiang Yuan in the village, for fear of being laughed at.

Grandpa Jiang even berated those who spread the rumors, saying they were talking nonsense and that his granddaughter was doing very well after marrying a city man.

The original owner experienced the same situation in his first life.

At that time, Zhu Jicheng tied her up at home with a rope, and her maximum range of movement was limited to the living room and the toilet. She wasn't even allowed to enter the bedroom. Once, the original owner accidentally found an acquaintance to pass on a message to her family. Grandpa Jiang said the same thing: "Bullshit! Our Xiaoyuan married a city man and is living a good life. If you keep believing rumors, I'll unleash the dogs on you, you believe me?"

The original owner died in despair.

Therefore, after her rebirth, she realized that her family could not be relied upon, so she worked hard on her own and finally got out of her predicament with the help of Shen Xizhou.

Having had such an experience, it's only natural that you would fall in love with Shen Xizhou!

Lin Ruixue was surprised that the Jiang family would ask such a question, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, "What, you don't even know about Xiaoyuan's divorce?"

Jiang's mother grinned, "Divorce is rare in our village. We'd rather tear down a temple than break up a marriage. A woman, once married, if she's a good wife and mother, and also hardworking and dutiful, what man would want her?"

Lin Ruixue's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth, but found there were too many things to complain about and she didn't know where to begin.

Finally, he asked, "...What if the man is a habitual domestic abuser?"

Jiang's mother was stunned. "Domestic violence... what do you mean?"

“He just likes to hit people, he hits people all the time.” Si Niu, who is a high school sophomore next to him, couldn’t help but explain.

She had actually heard some stories about Zhu Jicheng beating people and had thought about going to the city to find her sister, but she couldn't leave the house without money.

As she spoke, Si Niu glanced at Jiang's mother, then secretly shrank back.

Because of her tendency to hit people at the drop of a hat, Jiang's mother also had this temper, but she only hit her daughter. If she didn't cook well, she would be beaten; if she didn't feed the pigs well, she would be beaten. On the other hand, Jiang Jiabao didn't have to do anything and had meat buns and chicken legs to eat every day.

Why can parental favoritism reach this level?

This reflects the common hatred and resentment among the daughters of the Jiang family.

Si Niu and Wu Niu both envied their three older sisters who had already married out of the family, and they longed to escape from this home at all times.

Later, I heard that my third sister had been beaten and divorced. My desire to escape turned into anxiety, and into a confused and conflicted state of wanting to get married but also being afraid of it.

I never imagined that one day, a lady with an exceptionally refined demeanor and officials who I only ever saw on television would come to propose marriage for my sister.

Second marriage!

My sister's life is just too good!

Jiang's mother replied matter-of-factly, "So what if she gets beaten? The men are out there earning money, it's no big deal for them to vent their frustrations when they get home. Besides, if she did a good job, why would anyone beat her?"

Lin Ruixue, "..."

Well, that doesn't make sense; we're not even on the same wavelength.

Lin Ruixue gave up trying to communicate with Jiang's mother and turned to look at Jiang's father.

To everyone's surprise, Mr. Jiang frowned and said unhappily, "This daughter is too headstrong. She divorced and remarried, such a big thing, and she didn't even tell the family about it!"

“That’s right,” Jiang’s mother chimed in. “Madam, you said you’re from Beijing, a member of some special committee, right?”

My daughter is disobedient, has no education, is not smart, and is divorced. Does your son really want her?

Let me make this clear from the start: a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup. If she remarries and causes trouble in your family, we, as parents, will not be responsible.

In addition, according to our family custom, betrothal gifts are not returned. Although you brought this jewelry, we don't know if it's real or fake, so you'll have to pay back 50,000... no, 100,000 yuan as betrothal gifts later.

In that case, you can take Xiao Yuan with you.

Take them wherever they want.

However, there's one thing: if you ever decide you don't want her anymore, you can't ask us to get your betrothal gifts back. After all, you voluntarily went to our house to ask for her; we didn't force her into your home."

Chu Yuan heard this last sentence just as she opened the car door to get out.

Suddenly, two black cars stopped in the village, and the surrounding neighbors gathered around curiously. A group of people watched the commotion and whispered among themselves. Then, Chu Yuan got out of the car, and a tall, handsome man next to her held an umbrella over her, shielding her from the falling, wet, cold snowflakes.

The man turned around, affectionately put his arm around the little girl's shoulder, and said in an unbelievably gentle voice, "Slow down, the road is slippery."

The little girl was wearing a pink rabbit fur coat; she was so beautiful that you almost didn't recognize her.

Many people nudged each other, saying, "My God, did you recognize that? It really is Jiang Yuan, that bean sprout from the Jiang family?"

"Right?"

"Wasn't she a victim of domestic violence? How come she's even prettier than before?"

"Are divorced women so popular these days? I might as well get a divorce and remarry!"

"Hey, that's right, that's Jiang Sanniu! When her mother went to register her birth, she was still in her postpartum period and was forced to go. She felt that she had given birth to another daughter and cried out that she was wronged, saying that the hospital had switched the babies!"

The person registering the child had no choice; they couldn't very well name the little girl themselves. So, she was named Jiang Yuan (which sounds like "wronged" in Chinese).

Chu Yuan: Thank you for letting me know the origin of my name!

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It's complete. You can continue with peace of mind once you see those three words.