Chapter 137 Big News!
The next day, Bai Hui dressed in her finest clothes and got up early to do her makeup, a more exquisite look than ever before. She, Bai Hui, would divorce gracefully; even in divorce, it would be "her" who wanted it. She was the one who didn't want him anymore!
In comparison, Yu Chengwen was dressed more casually, just like he did at his wedding. Bai Hui suppressed her bitter tears and walked out with her head held high.
The two left early in the morning, and when they returned, they were no longer a family.
Yu Chengwen picked up his bag and left.
Bai Hui slammed the door shut, locking herself inside. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She hadn't expected Yu Chengwen to be so heartless, so determined to divorce her, leaving without looking back. A sudden emptiness filled Bai Hui's heart. They had lived together for so many years; even if there was no love, surely there would have been familial affection. She had served him for so many years! So many years! But Yu Chengwen felt nothing for her. He was like a cold, hard stone, unyielding and heartless. The more Bai Hui thought about it, the more nauseous she felt. Her chest felt like it was blocked by a heavy stone, and tears welled up in her eyes.
After leaving the alley, Yu Chengwen went to the fan factory to find Yu Bei.
The fan factory is selling apartments. He had been keeping an eye on it for a while, but they were too expensive. However, factory employees could get a discount.
Yu Bei definitely doesn't have the money to buy it, but he does, and he wants to take advantage of Yu Bei's preferential housing purchase quota. Of course, he can't just rely on this place; he also needs to inquire about other places where houses and yards are for sale.
After leaving the factory, Yu Bei and his father found a quiet place to smoke.
"What did you say? You divorced my mother?"
"Um."
"Why? You're so old! Why the sudden divorce?"
Yu Chengwen glanced at his son and said, "I thought you were the one who understood me best."
Yu Bei fell silent. He, too, was considering divorce. He was growing increasingly fed up with Li Qiuli. She no longer indulged him as she used to. He was a driver, supposedly driving for superiors—it sounded glamorous, but he didn't earn much. They often argued, or they'd engage in prolonged cold wars. Li Qiuli had been staying at her parents' house these past few days.
Yu Bei saw his father carrying large and small bags, and said, "Why don't you come stay at my place first? Buying a house isn't something that can be done right away. Even with discounts, those houses are still expensive." Those houses are really priced too high. Even with discounts, they're still over a thousand yuan per square meter. Even if he didn't eat or drink for his whole life, his salary would probably only be enough to buy a sixty-square-meter house.
"I think if you have the money, why not buy a separate house with a yard? Wouldn't that be better than an apartment building?"
"I'd like to, but we'll have to see if there are any for sale and if the property rights are clear. Could you help me find out where there are houses for sale? It's best if it's not too far from the alley."
Yu Bei gave his father a meaningful look, but ultimately said nothing.
He gave the house key to Yu Chengwen and then returned to the factory.
After putting down his luggage, Yu Chengwen went out and wandered around, asking about houses for sale in the streets, roadsides, places with advertisements and notices, and places where old men and women gathered.
Fang Guizhi hadn't seen Yu Chengwen in the courtyard for several days. When Bai Hui returned from closing her shop, she couldn't help but ask him.
Zhang Xiuxiu and Aunt Zhong both listened intently.
Fang Guizhi asked a question, but Bai Hui pretended not to hear and went inside. Unexpectedly, Fang Guizhi followed her to the window and pressed her for an answer.
Bai Hui was annoyed, but she tried her best to suppress her impatience and said gently, "Sister Fang, I've divorced Yu Chengwen." She knew she'd find out sooner or later anyway.
"We're divorced!" Fang Guizhi screamed like a groundhog. At her age, she was already getting a divorce, and she did it all without a word!
Oh my god, oh my god, someone give her a megaphone so she can broadcast this news! Big news, big news! Bai Hui and her husband are divorced!!!
Fang Guizhi stood by the window, making several "oh oh" sounds, but seemed unable to make a sound; she was so excited and agitated that she didn't know what to say.
Zhang Xiuxiu immediately ran over, her eyes gleaming with gossip, "Aunt Bai, why did you get divorced? Why did you get divorced? When did you get divorced? Where did Uncle Yu go?"
Zhang Xiuxiu asked a question, and Fang Guizhi nodded vigorously in response.
Bai Hui's face turned pale with anger. "I don't know."
"Uncle Yu wants a divorce? He doesn't want the house anymore?" Does he really not want the house for a divorce? Everyone knows Aunt Bai was the one who pursued Uncle Yu, even throwing herself at him. Tsk tsk, and in the end, she was still dumped. Let's see how Aunt Bai will act all high and mighty now. Even the men don't want her anymore, let's see if she can still put on airs! But Uncle Yu really doesn't want the house? That's quite righteous. In their area, which family doesn't kick the woman out after a divorce?
"It's me, it's me who wants a divorce!! He wanted the money, I only want the house!" Bai Hui stared coldly at Zhang Xiuxiu and Fang Guizhi, enunciating each word clearly.
You two idiots, did you hear me clearly? Did you understand? It's Bai Hui who wants a divorce. If you dare to spread rumors, I'll tear your mouths apart!
Whether they believed it or not, Fang Guizhi and Zhang Xiuxiu nodded in unison. Then, without even cooking, they eagerly went out together.
Aunt Zhong also handed over the cooking chores to the men who were exchanging bewildered glances with her, and hurried out after Zhang Xiuxiu and Fang Guizhi. Uncle Zhong simply took the pot off the stove, waited a moment, and then, pretending to be nonchalant, slowly strolled out.
Bai Hui looked at the figures that emerged one after another, closed her eyes, and knew she would have to get through this sooner or later. She would pull through.
A crowd quickly gathered at the base of the wall, including elderly men and women, old men and young wives from the alley.
"Really? Is this news reliable? The couple has never even argued. I've never seen them bicker. I don't believe Yu Chengwen and his wife are getting a divorce." An old lady said with a face full of doubt.
"Bai Hui said it herself, how could it be false?"
“It’s true, we heard it with our own ears,”
"Oh my god, really? Uncle Yu is really divorced?" She said she saw Uncle Yu pushing Aunt Li's cart and something seemed off. She told her husband, and he said she was being filthy and imagining things. He was just helping out, but she twisted it into something else, calling her foul-mouthed. Pah! See? She has a keen eye. Old Yu must have been planning this all along. Look, they're divorced now. Just as she was about to say something, her husband pulled her back hard, forcing her to shut up.
She glared at her husbands, wondering why they wouldn't let her speak!
He glanced at his simple-minded wife, pulled her aside, and whispered a warning, "Spreading gossip about other people is one thing, but do you dare involve Aunt Li's family? Who does Hua Hua think she is? Do you think Wu Peng is easy to mess with? We might have to ask him for help in the future, so don't go looking for trouble and block our path. You better keep those words to yourself, or I'll deal with you if you dare to say anything!" Didn't she think things through? Didn't she see Zhang Xiuxiu standing right there? He was certain that as soon as his simple-minded wife uttered those words, the gossip would reach Li Chunying's side before the night was even over.
Seeing his silly wife nod, tug at his sleeve and say "I understand," he then let her return to the crowd.
"Like mother, like daughter; the daughter gets divorced, and the mother gets divorced too."
"Like mother, like daughter."
"They're all the same, it's the same idea."
"How can they be the same? There's a sequence."
"That means like mother, like daughter."
"I'm not going to waste my breath arguing with an illiterate like you. Why did they divorce? Tell me quickly."
"Who wants to leave? Was it Lao Yu who suggested it?"
Fang Guizhi spoke with spittle flying, "Bai Hui said she wanted a divorce, but I don't think so. Look at Lao Yu, he doesn't even want the house anymore. He's willing to leave with nothing."
"Bai Huigan? Lao Yu can just leave whenever he wants?"
"Can you force a cow to drink water if it doesn't want to?"
"Do you think Lao Yu has a lover outside?"
"Oh my, you're so old, really,"
"What's there to be afraid of? They're retired now anyway."
"Old Zhao, you've got your chance now. This time you can openly go and get your clothes altered."
"Stop talking nonsense! I just wanted to get some clothes altered. You're all foul-mouthed and dare to spout nonsense. I'll make sure you end up in your house!"
Having had her fill of fun there, Zhang Xiuxiu didn't hesitate to spend the phone bill to call Li Chunying.
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