Meng Daqiang took a deep breath and, with his last bit of patience, asked her, "Are you leaving or not? If not, fine, I'll go to the military base right now to write a divorce application and ask the leaders for approval!"
"you!"
Upon hearing Meng Daqiang's words, Feng Zhirong's newly risen arrogance instantly deflated.
She pinched her thigh hard, tears streaming down her face. Pointing at Meng Daqiang with her right hand, she cried out, "Meng Daqiang, you heartless bastard! How could you be so cruel? I've borne your children and served you for so many years, and you not only don't appreciate my kindness, but you even want to abandon your wife and children!"
"Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"
Feng Zhirong got more and more agitated as she spoke, and the more she felt she was in the right, "I was mistreated outside, and my face was even swollen from being slapped by Feng Zhiyi. As my man, you didn't stand up for me, but instead you thought of sending me back to my rural hometown to live a hard life."
"I'm not going to live anymore..."
Before she could finish speaking, Meng Daqiang interrupted her coldly, saying, "Trying to die again, huh? Want me to hand you a knife?"
Meng Daqiang's voice was particularly cold, and his face was gloomy; his patience had long since run out.
Doesn't his heart ache? His heart isn't made of stone; of course it aches and hurts. He has wavered before, but seeing Feng Zhirong's repeated fierce and unreasonable behavior, and even her going to the Lu family to cause trouble this morning, his wavering heart has become firm again.
He knew that if he softened and compromised this time, Feng Zhirong would definitely become even more unruly in the future, and then it would be even more impossible for him to discipline and suppress her.
Feng Zhirong was completely stunned when she heard what Meng Daqiang said. After a long while, she looked up at Meng Daqiang. What did he just say? Was he going to give her a knife and let her slit her own throat?
Seeing this, Meng Daqiang's face turned cold, and he continued to hold her by the throat, "Feng Zhirong, since we got married, I've given you two-thirds of my monthly allowance and receipts. We've been married for fourteen years, and I've given you at least three thousand yuan, if not a lot."
"But how much spare money do we have at home now?"
"I know, I know. Mother sent all our money and banknotes to grandma, saying that she was sending them to her house to support my uncle and his two sons."
“My second sister is right. Our family doesn’t have much money at all, because the money and coupons that Dad gives to Mom every month are all sent to Grandma’s house.”
"Yes, yes, Mother is so stingy. She says we're just little girls, we don't deserve new clothes or good food. She also says that Uncle's son is the real treasure, and he'll have to take care of her in her old age and see her off when she dies..."
As the saying goes, you are not afraid of god-like opponents, but you are afraid of pig-like teammates. As soon as Meng Daqiang mentioned the money, the three girls instantly changed their stance and hit their mother in the heart.
"You damned girl, shut up!"
Feng Zhirong was so angry that she vomited blood. She glared at the girls fiercely. They were just money-losing goods and could not be relied upon at all. If she had known that they were all ungrateful, she would have suffocated them to death when she gave birth to them.
The three sisters saw the anger and cruelty in their mother's eyes and quickly lowered their heads, but they were very dissatisfied in their hearts. They were not wrong, their mother was always partial to her uncle's son.
"You're the one who should shut up!"
When Meng Daqiang saw Feng Zhirong's fierce appearance and then saw the frightened look on his three daughters' faces, he became furious and kicked the stool next to him.
He directly threatened, "I'm going back to the army right now to file for divorce, then I'll take a bus back to my hometown. The first thing I'll do when I get back is go to your house and take back all the money and things you've sent to your family over the years, without missing a single one."
"Then you can go back to your mother's house and continue to be filial to your parents and your brothers and nephews!"
"You, you..."
Seeing that he was serious and even kicked the stool in anger, and his eyes were so cold that it seemed as if he wanted to scare someone, Feng Zhirong immediately became timid and dared not make trouble anymore.
She obediently got up and gave in, saying, "I'll go back, I'll go back, okay?"
"What I just said is valid forever!"
Meng Daqiang gave her a cold look, then turned and went into the house.
He picked up his luggage and walked out. Looking at Feng Zhirong who was still stunned, he added, "Also, I will be the manager of our family from now on. I will send the living expenses for you and your daughter to your parents on time."
After saying that, before Feng Zhirong could react, he picked up his luggage and walked out of the family quarters.
As soon as he came out, he saw the corridor full of people. Meng Daqiang's face turned red. Without saying hello to anyone, he quickened his pace and went straight downstairs.
Feng Zhirong followed closely behind in a daze, with empty hands, holding nothing. However, the three girls each carried a large bag.
Seeing this, Ma Hongying and Yang Xiulan looked at each other.
Feng Zhirong is such a failure as a mother. They heard everything that Battalion Commander Meng said, but Feng Zhirong showed no remorse whatsoever. She left empty-handed while her three daughters carried the luggage.
Feng Zhirong was just fuming with anger, and when she saw her neighbors in the corridor, she spat on the ground, "Pah! What are you looking at? You rotten-hearted bastards, be careful or you'll blind your eyes!"
After saying that, she looked at the place where she had lived for six or seven years with reluctance, then puffed out her chest and went downstairs without looking back.
Feng Zhiyi watched the departing jeep troops from a distance, sighing in his heart. Feng Zhirong, the troublemaker, was finally gone, but it was a pity for Captain Meng.
If Feng Zhirong hadn't been so pretentious and everything hadn't been centered around him, Captain Meng's military career would have been much more than this.
Feng Zhirong is like a stinky rat. Not only does she hinder Captain Meng's promotion, but she also corrupts the girls in her family. It depends on whether Captain Meng can correct their bad habits after bringing them back to the countryside.
If you can't change it...
There will be more headaches for Battalion Commander Meng in the future.
Feng Zhiyi carried a basket to the foot of the mountain behind the military base. She planned to collect some stones to fence off the vegetable garden in the yard, making it look nicer.
While Feng Zhiyi was busy collecting stones to fence off the land, Lu Lingxiao walked out of the small dark room expressionlessly and wiped the blood off his hands with a tissue.
He glanced at his hands with disdain. The blood had clearly been wiped clean, but he still felt they were dirty.
"The finishing work is left to you. Also, keep an eye on the people." Lu Lingxiao said in a tired voice and walked out of the Public Security Bureau.
"Wait--"
Suddenly, Ye Zhihua grabbed him.
Lu Lingxiao glanced back casually, looking up at him as if to ask if he had anything else to say. He had asked everything he needed to ask, and Deputy Director Lin had been arrested. Wasn't that the end of it?
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