Chapter 388 The two little guys also wanted to go. On the other side, Hao Chunlai and his wife, who had just finished a quarrel, finally calmed down. But when they opened the sack and saw the pitch-black coal cakes inside, they became furious again.
Although Meng Yuan did not see these scenes with her own eyes, she felt happy just thinking about them.
Of course, she had no intention of hiding these things.
After reuniting with Huo Zhankai, the two went to the newspaper and paid to publish the divorce letter.
Afterwards, Meng Yuan told him everything.
She has suffered so much hardship and grievance in Xinjiang for so many years. Why should they feel at ease to enjoy the peaceful life in Beijing?
And these things originally belonged to her, so why were they used as bargaining chips?
Therefore, she did not regret her actions at all.
If nothing unexpected happens, in half a month, Qi Fang and Hao Chunlai's names will appear on the list of those supporting the third line.
From now on, they can no longer use their blood relationship or identity to disgust themselves.
"You did the right thing." After hearing this, Huo Zhankai immediately expressed his attitude.
But he knew his wife well, and today's series of attacks were obviously not like her usual style.
Meng Yuan smiled and said, "It was my third sister-in-law who gave me the idea."
"Third sister-in-law?"
"Yeah." Meng Yuan nodded.
If I really want to talk about this matter, I have to start from a month ago.
At that time, they had just returned to Beijing and settled down when Jiang Si came to them with the transfer documents for the courtyard house.
But after much hesitation, Meng Yuan decided not to transfer the ownership for the time being.
Meng Yuan knew better than anyone how greedy her family was.
If they knew that she had moved back to Beijing and owned such a spacious courtyard house, they would definitely stay put given their shameless nature.
Seeing that she was really worried, Jiang Si gave her some advice.
"Did your third sister-in-law also help you look up this information?"
Meng Yuan nodded, "Yes!"
The Ministry of Construction is responsible for the construction plans of the third-line factories and the staff quarters of the major factories in Beijing.
For Jiang Si, checking this information was just a piece of cake.
Plus, with Jiu Ye around, it wouldn't be difficult to find any evidence against these people.
The problem is, once you start, there is no turning back.
The reason why Jiang Si was so resolute at the time was because she knew that if she did not fight back, the only ending waiting for her would be death in a foreign land.
The same goes for Meng Yuan.
If Huo Zhankai hadn't saved her that year.
She had frozen to death the winter she first arrived in Xinjiang.
"Do you want to go home directly now, or do you want to go somewhere for a walk?" Huo Zhankai asked considerately after she calmed down.
"Let's go to the department store." Meng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then patted her bulging shoulder bag. "To be honest, I never thought I could get this money back."
It feels like picking up something for free!
The most important thing is that many years of pent-up emotions were completely released at this moment.
No wonder my third brother’s wife said that when it comes to revenge, it’s more satisfying to do it yourself!
Seeing the happy smile on her face, Huo Zhankai also smiled.
The couple spent the whole afternoon shopping in the department store.
Only after filling the trunk and back seats did I feel satisfied and go home.
The next day, everyone in the Huo family, including Third Uncle and Uncle Zhong, received a gift carefully prepared by the couple.
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The days passed steadily and happily, and time passed in a flash. Half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, Huo Tingzhou came back later than usual, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening when he got home.
Usually at this time, Jiang Si would read bedtime stories to Sui Sui and Zhao Zhao.
But today was a little different. I saw two little guys, each holding a thick crayon in their hands, sticking their butts out and scribbling on the white paper.
Huo Tingzhou unbuttoned his military uniform and sat over, his eyes inquiring, "What's wrong with them?"
Doesn’t he usually pester his mother to listen to a bedtime story at this time?
Jiang Si shook her head, a look of helplessness on her face.
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Maybe seeing their older brothers rushing to finish their winter break homework, these two little ones are getting anxious too. They've been clamoring for crayons since dinner, and they get angry if I don't give them to them."
Although it was a little funny, Jiang Si didn't want to stifle the children's curiosity.
So I gave each of them a crayon.
Then he wrote a few Arabic numerals on a piece of white paper.
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