"Divorce? Ha, you think I want that?" Zhang Yue flung his hand away.
"If you weren't pretending to be some kind of veteran, would I have even been interested in you?"
I only get 1,500 a month now, I don't even have a proper job, what future do I have with you?
"You fickle bastard!" Chen Dashun was so angry that his face turned red.
"Me, promiscuous?" Zhang Yue sneered. "Why didn't you say that when you were lying to people? You deserve to be like this now, even your ex-wife is doing better than you! You poor bastard!"
"You caused my divorce, and now you want to dump me? No way."
Enraged, Chen Dashun grabbed Zhang Yue and slapped her across the face, drawing blood from the corner of her mouth.
Then the two started arguing in the rented room.
"These two are fighting, I don't know why," a couple said as they walked upstairs.
"Why? That woman is a mistress. I saw it when you weren't here. The man's wife came over and beat them up. I don't think it's anything good."
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Later, Chen Dashun still had to split the money with Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue used to be from that kind of place, and now that she realized she couldn't get any money from Chen Dashun, she ran away.
Chen Dashun quit his job around the Chinese New Year and went home. Even without that monthly allowance, he still managed to save five thousand yuan to take home.
But when I returned home, everything had changed.
His house was empty, and the yard was overgrown with weeds. Everyone else was building houses, and he was all alone.
"Da Shun. I heard Yan Hong has opened a clothing store now."
I've been there before and seen it; life is much better than before.
Why don't you go apologize to Yan Hong and remarry her?
"You two have two sons, after all. Perhaps Yan Hong will soften her heart for their sake."
Seeing her son's pitiful state, Chen's mother offered another suggestion.
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