"What's your relationship?" the man in red armbands asked scrutinizingly.
Song Hengjue opened his mouth, but Xu Lan reacted quickly, pinching the flesh on his arm and signaling him to shut up.
"Brother, we're husband and wife. It's not illegal for a husband and wife to carry each other on their backs, right?"
The woman in the red armband sneered, "Just because you say you're married doesn't mean you are. Show me the proof."
Now it was Xu Lan's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Arrest them!" The man in the red armband sneered, waving his hand at the men behind him with an air of authority.
Song Hengjue's face turned ashen; he was truly furious with Xu Lan, that idiot.
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When Yao Ying saw Yang Qingheng come in, she took her backpack and threw it on a chair: "What unpleasant thing happened at school? Were you bullied? Tell Song Hengjue and ask him to beat her up for you. Don't let his quiet demeanor fool you, he's one of the best fighters in the village."
Ever since her daughter-in-law went to Songshan Town, she has been listless for several days, barely eating half a bowl of rice. She has asked her several times, but her daughter-in-law won't say anything. She is really worried.
Yang Qingheng forced a smile: "I'm fine. Didn't you say yesterday that my cousin-in-law and the others were coming over? I'll go make some tea first."
"No need, no need, you rest." Yao Ying pressed her down to sit and then ran into the kitchen.
Speak of the devil and he appears.
Two people came in, a man and a woman, who were probably the cousin and his wife that Yao Ying had mentioned.
"Auntie, long time no see, happy birthday." Yao Jianjun walked in with a big smile on his face.
As she spoke, she handed over the gift she had specially bought.
"You're here, why bring any gifts? Your wife is pregnant now, it's the time to nourish her body," Yao Ying said happily when she saw her nephew, holding his hand and looking him over from left to right. "Your complexion is much rosier, indeed, people are in high spirits when they have good news."
"Yes, thanks to you, Auntie, for helping me find a job last time. Now the family situation is much better, and we can pay Xiao Sheng's tuition fees." Li Qiqi said with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, please sit here," Yang Qingheng gestured for the woman to sit down.
Li Qiqi, with her large pregnant belly, nodded kindly: "You must be Qingheng, the one Auntie was talking about. You look so beautiful."
Yang Qingheng chuckled: "Sister-in-law, you're beautiful too. Do you have any dietary restrictions when it comes to jasmine tea?"
I poured her a cup of tea.
"No dietary restrictions."
"Such a big belly, could it be twins?" Yang Qingheng looked at her belly, her heart softened, and her eyes lit up.
“I had my pulse checked by an old Chinese medicine doctor a few days ago, and he said it was the right one,” Li Qiqi said, amused by her surprise. “You and Song Hengjue have been married for so long, why don’t you think about having a child while you’re still young and can recover better?”
“Yes, my aunt was telling me the other day that she loves children. If you have one, whether it’s a girl or a boy, she’ll definitely be happy,” Yao Jianjun nodded.
"She's busy with the college entrance exam, and neither she nor her husband have this idea," Yao Ying said, trying to smooth things over when Yang Qingheng remained silent.
“Reading is good. The more you read, the easier it will be to teach your children in the future.” Li Qiqi nodded in agreement and wisely kept quiet.
Despite saying she didn't care, Yao Ying couldn't sit still after Li Qiqi and the others left. She leaned over and cautiously inquired, "Qingheng, tell Mom honestly, when are you planning to have a child?" She carefully watched Qingheng's expression, afraid that she would suddenly get angry.
Yang Qingheng pursed her lips, about to speak, when a chilling male voice rang out from outside the door: "You don't need to ask anymore, she and I won't have any children."
Yang Qingheng's face turned pale, and a sense of humiliation inexplicably rose in her heart.
Yao Ying turned around and slapped her son hard across the back: "You've gone crazy as soon as you come back! If you don't want to come back, then don't come back!"
He either doesn't come back at all, or he comes back and drives his wife away. She didn't give birth to a son; she gave birth to a stupid idiot with a dog's mouth.
"These are the clothes I asked a friend to bring back a few days ago. Go try them on and see if they fit." Song Hengjue stuffed the bag into her arms.
Looking at the clothes, Yao Ying instinctively wanted to go back to her room, but then turned back and gave Song Hengjue a warning look: "Watch your mouth, it's my birthday today, don't go crazy."
Song Hengjue nodded, but as soon as she left, his face turned cold. He grabbed Yang Qingheng's arm and forcefully dragged her into the room: "Were the people you called over that day?"
His face was ashen, and his eyes were red with anger.
Yang Qingheng watched his furious outburst with a cold eye, feeling a chill in her heart: "Yes, so what?"
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me to come back and explain? Do you know you almost killed her?!"
Song Hengjue roared.
Yang Qingheng's arm ached from being squeezed, but she gritted her teeth and stubbornly refused to bow her head: "So what? If you haven't done anything outrageous, what are you afraid of with those red armbands? In the end, it's just that you're guilty!"
"Yang Qingheng, you're a fucking lunatic!" Song Hengjue laughed angrily, his gaze towards her growing colder.
"I'm crazy. What kind of good person do you think you are? Who was it that insisted on taking me back? Now you regret it? Why didn't you do this earlier!" Yang Qingheng sneered.
"The biggest mistake I ever made in my life was stealing your marriage from the idiot next door! I was stupid, I was a fool! So Yang Qingheng, I beg you, please divorce me right now!"
Song Hengjue gritted his teeth.
Yao Ying came out of the room and saw her daughter-in-law sitting in the main room, her brows furrowed: "Where is that brat?"
"She said she had something urgent to attend to and went out. Mom, are the clothes suitable?" Yang Qingheng raised the corners of her mouth, trying to make her smile look more natural.
Yao Ying turned pale with anger: "What urgent matter could he have that he would run off without even eating? I think he's not in trouble, he's sick."
"Alright, don't be angry with him. If he won't eat, then you should eat more, Mom. It's your birthday today, so be happy." Yang Qingheng hugged her arm and coaxed her gently.
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