When Dong Nianmei rushed to the Dong Mansion, she saw her healthy mother, then glanced at her sister-in-law who was smiling behind her, and showed a puzzled expression.

"Nianmei, sit down. Mother has something to tell you." Old Madam Dong took her daughter's hand and asked her to sit next to her.

Old Madam Dong told her daughter everything that Yang Feiling had said to Dong Mingshan yesterday, without any reservations.

After hearing Yang Feiling's shameless words, Dong Nianmei was so angry that she trembled all over.

She knew that Yang Feiling was shameless and would not and would not use her dowry so comfortably.

But she didn't expect that this time, Yang Feiling actually reached out to her mother's family.

Dong Nianmei's heart was broken. She hated Yang Feiling so much. How could she meet such a scumbag who called himself a scholar?

This time, Yang Feiling touched Dong Nianmei's bottom line.

"Mom..., I..., I want to divorce him..."

Dong Nianmei mustered up her courage, looked at her mother and said with a firm gaze.

In fact, the word "divorce" is easy to say, but it took Dong Nianmei a lot of courage to really say it.

She didn't know whether her mother and the others supported her desire to divorce.

In fact, Dong Nianmei's life has not been peaceful these days.

Just because she interacted more with Sister Chunhua, Yang's mother found fault with her and made sarcastic remarks about her every day.

Sometimes he implied that she was a hen that didn't lay eggs, and sometimes he scolded her for being unfaithful and running away every day.

It just so happened that Yang Feiling only stopped Yang's mother's behavior at the beginning. Later he no longer stopped her and he began to feel dissatisfied. The mother and son even joined forces.

In the morning, Yang's mother was sarcastic to her, and at night, Yang Feiling was cold and silent to her.

Days like this were miserable for Dong Nianmei.

Dong Nianmei has long developed the habit of being submissive, which makes her uncomfortable with talking back to her elders or her husband.

But now, Yang Feiling actually wanted to join King Yongning and participate in the rebellion.

Dong Nianmei couldn't bear it any longer. From her mother's words just now, Dong Nianmei already knew that this time, Yang Feiling wanted to die himself and wanted to drag the Dong family into it.

After hearing her daughter's words and seeing the hard expression on her face, Old Madam Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that her daughter would be reluctant to leave Yang Feiling.

Fortunately, without any persuasion, my daughter took the initiative to leave that scumbag.

Dong Nianmei was filled with gratitude when she saw that her mother and sister-in-law did not object.

After everyone reached a consensus, they worked towards divorcing Yang Feiling.

However, in this era, it is not easy for a woman to get a divorce.

"It's okay, I'll find a way myself." After Dong Nianmei knew her mother's family's attitude, she felt much better because she had her mother's family as her support.

Madam Dong nodded and said, "Let's all think of a solution together. Nianmei, remember, you must ensure your own safety at all times."

Dong Nianmei replied with a smile, "Don't worry, mother. I am still waiting to get out of the sea of ​​suffering and be myself like Qingping."

"Okay, okay, we'll stay with you." Guan Yueru also replied with a smile.

This was the happiest time Dong Nianmei had laughed recently, and the heavy stone in her heart was completely put down.

…

At the Yang family, after watching Dong Nianmei leave, Yang Feiling did not go to work. While Dong Nianmei was not at home, he told Yang's mother about his plan.

"What? You don't want me to punish her properly?" Mother Yang was surprised.

In the past, when she acted like a mother-in-law and tortured Dong Nianmei, Yang Feiling would occasionally stop her, or at most just ignore it.

But this time the sun rose from the west, and he actually took the initiative to ask to train his daughter-in-law himself.

"Just do it if I tell you to. Isn't this what you've always wanted to do?" Yang Feiling looked at his mother impatiently.

The doubts in Yang's mother's mind were dispelled by Yang Feiling's impatience. Well, she only has this one son, so she must listen to him.

Besides, isn't this what I have always hoped for?

I am still good at it, Yang's mother thought.

…

After Qian Chunhua came home, he had been busy writing storybooks in the study.

I didn't put down the pen until my hands became weak.