Not only did she sell her job, she also sold the current house that Huo Zhendong bought for her and her son.
Today this group of people came to collect the house.
Chen Dabao was beaten and thrown out, becoming a homeless man with nothing.
A week later, the proceeds from the sale of the house, about three thousand yuan, fell into Jian Sining's hands.
Jian Si Ning gave all the money from selling the house to his godmother Ge Yulan.
"Save it secretly and don't tell Uncle Huo. This money is your greatest guarantee and retreat."
Ge Yulan took the money and burst into tears. She suddenly realized that she had lived a joke for the past few decades.
Jian Si Ning knew very well that it was almost impossible for her to divorce Huo Zhendong easily. To put it bluntly: Which woman in this era did not live this kind of life?
The reason they didn't resist was not because they were stupid, nor because they deserved it, but because they simply couldn't resist.
How can a woman without culture, a strong body and the ability to make a living resist the dregs of an era?
It was just a fairy tale, so Jian Sining didn't blame her for being cowardly.
The three thousand yuan was all she could do for her former mother-in-law.
"I have to prepare for the unified examination next, so I may not be able to visit you for a long time. If you have any questions, you can come to me."
After Jian Sining gave Ge Yulan a few instructions, he left.
Although she acknowledged Ge Yulan as her godmother, she had divorced Huo Shizhou after all, and she would not come to the Huo family again.
Ge Yulan watched Jian Sining leave with tears in her eyes, feeling quite emotional.
What a good child! Why doesn't my silly son know how to cherish him?
Huo Shizhou had just come back from the hospital when he saw Ge Yulan wiping her tears. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the question Jian Sining had asked him to ask Ge Yulan.
After hesitating for a while, he sat down opposite Ge Yulan: "Mom, if I give you another chance to choose, will you still choose to marry my dad?"
Ge Yulan paused for a moment, but avoided answering: "Go and stew the chicken! Doesn't your father want some chicken soup?"
Huo Shizhou hesitated for a moment, but still went to the kitchen.
Huo Zhendong was hospitalized and asked for chicken soup today. If it were in the past, Ge Yulan would have prepared it and waited for him to pick her up.
But considering that she was still injured, Huo Shizhou didn't think much about it and went to stew chicken soup himself.
This took him two hours. He packed a portion for Huo Zhendong in an aluminum lunch box and served a bowl for Ge Yulan.
"Mom, have a bowl of chicken soup."
Ge Yulan took a look at the hot chicken soup, but suddenly and unexpectedly swept the bowl to the ground.
"With a snap." A few pieces of chicken mixed with a layer of butter floating on the chicken soup were scattered all over the floor.
Huo Shizhou was stunned, and a strong dissatisfaction suddenly rose in his heart: "Mom, what are you doing? I worked hard to do this, even if you don't..."
Ge Yulan interrupted his dissatisfied accusation, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Are you angry now? Do you still remember how many times your father has overturned the table and smashed the bowls since you were a child?"
Huo Shizhou's breathing stagnated, and memories came rushing back like a flood.
ã±—When he was very young, Huo Zhendong was extremely irritable and would overturn tables and smash bowls if anyone questioned his decision.
No one is allowed to challenge his authority. He has absolute say in the family. If his mother says one more word, he will smash the bowls and overturn the table.
"When you were little, I endured it again and again in order to prevent him from taking his anger out on you. Now you've all grown up, but you think my patience is justified, right?" Ge Yulan stared at her son. The fragile and ruthless look in her eyes made Huo Shizhou at a loss.
"Mom, I'm not..."
"Then how did you ask such a question?" Ge Yulan lost her temper and yelled at her son for the first time: "I'm telling you now, I've had enough of life. If it weren't for waiting for your parents to come home and for your sister to get married, I would have hanged myself long ago. But who of you cares about my life or death?"
Huo Shizhou looked at his mother's hysteria, and the truth that he had been avoiding in his heart was finally torn open bloodily.
"Mom, I'm sorry! I won't let Dad treat you like that again."
"What about you? How is what you did to Ningning any better than what your father did?"
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