However, this also exists legally, constituting a genuine marital relationship.
Therefore, to get a divorce, you need to obtain a divorce certificate issued by the village committee.
The leader of this village brigade is Wang Dayong's elder brother, Wang Dafa.
Seeing Wen Qiao suddenly return, he had a ulterior motive and refused her, saying that Wang Dayong was not at home.
"Go home first. What woman doesn't want a divorce? You little brat, you're even encouraging your mother to get a divorce. You're really unfilial."
Upon hearing this, Wen Qiao was about to speak when Lü Yazhi grabbed her arm and pulled her outside.
"Xiao Qiao, don't argue with them."
"Why don't you give Haiyang a call and ask if he's free lately...?"
Lü Yazhi was still uneasy.
There was no man protecting them, and she didn't dare let Wen Qiao argue with anyone.
Fearing that the noise would get too loud, Wang Dafa, relying on his status as an elder, would beat Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao naturally understood what her mother meant.
Before she could speak, a car horn suddenly sounded from not far away.
Wen Qiao was curious: how could there be a car in this village?
The villagers, even more curious, came out to watch.
At this time, the villagers had just finished breakfast and were heading to work with their hoes and farm tools.
Suddenly, a black sedan appeared in their small village.
These days, let alone cars, even bicycles are a rare sight.
If someone owns a bicycle, it will attract a lot of envy and jealousy.
When everyone saw the car, they all stared wide-eyed at it.
Even more mischievous children from the village chased after the toy car.
Some adults were also curious: whose car was this?
Inside the car, Shen Jichuan opened the door and got out.
Dressed in a well-fitting tracksuit and sporting a buzz cut, he looked even more energetic than the young men in their twenties in the village.
Shen Jichuan is 1.85 meters tall with a slender and upright figure.
Even in civilian clothes, you could tell at a glance that he was a soldier.
I saw a refined and cultured young man get out of the car.
Everyone started speculating: Whose relative is this? Why can't they find their way home?
Looking at the curious onlookers, Shen Jichuan first took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
Those in the know recognized it as a Double Happiness brand cigarette.
I smoked a few and then distributed them.
"Fellow villager, may I ask where Comrade Wen Qiao's home is?"
"Are you looking for Wen Qiao? I just saw Wen Qiao and her mother go to the village committee."
The one speaking was Aunt Li, who was next door to Wen Qiao and Wang Haijun last night.
After she finished speaking, she ordered her eldest grandson around.
"Tiger, hurry, go call your sister Wen Qiao."
Tiger twitched his nose; the ten-year-old boy seemed oblivious to everything.
"Grandma, how did she become my sister? Isn't she a burden? Everyone calls her a burden."
"You also called her a doormat. Grandpa Wang often beats her, and she cries every day. She's so annoying."
Shen Jichuan's expression was cold as he glared fiercely at the boy named Hu Zi.
"She cried because she was beaten. She's pitiful enough. What reason do you have to hate her? Have you thought that others might hate you for saying that?"
Wen Qiao didn't even need to be called. The village was only a short distance apart, just a few steps away from home.
Seeing everyone standing in the middle of the road, Wen Qiao wondered who they were all looking at.
Someone saw Wen Qiao and immediately said to her:
"Wen Qiao, someone is looking for you, and they're even driving a car."
"You mentioned before that you have a childhood betrothed in the city. Has he come looking for you?"
"You're really lucky. I thought you were just bragging before, but I didn't expect your childhood sweetheart to be so rich, driving to pick you up."
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