Chapter 183 I am worthy of my conscience
Mrs. Wei's heart ached violently.
But she still spoke rationally: "Why didn't you think about your child when you were having an affair? Do you really think I'm one of those newly married girls who are blinded by love? It's your fault that this matter has turned out like this. If it weren't for you, things wouldn't have turned out like this. When you were doing those things, did you ever think about your son?"
"You keep telling them that it was all my fault because I took on my parents' share of the debt. Wei Ping, have you forgotten how often my parents didn't contribute to your family's financial difficulties? A few hundred yuan each time, a few hundred yuan each time. That adds up to at least three or four thousand yuan, right? Why didn't you say you wanted to pay that money back to my parents back then?"
"You're such a selfish man. I never mentioned this before because we're a family. We've been married for almost ten years, and I've diligently taken care of you, our children, and our family. I can live with my conscience!"
"Wei Ping, when you were injured during a mission, I took care of you in the hospital while over eight months pregnant. I was so exhausted that I gave birth prematurely. Did I ever complain? After I gave birth prematurely, your parents said they were not feeling well, and I was confined by myself. Did I ever complain?"
"If you still have any intention, then don't stand in my way and get a divorce! Don't let us end up with a quarrel where we lose even the last bit of dignity."
Mrs. Wei said these words calmly, as if she was talking about someone else.
Wei Ping clenched his fists, then unclenched them, then clenched them again.
After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words, "There's no way I'll get a divorce. Those things were indeed my fault. The organization has punished me, and I've realized my mistakes. I'll treat you well from now on."
"But Wei Ping, I don't believe you anymore."
When Wei Ping heard those calm words, he fled in panic.
Xiaohua was outside carrying soup. When she saw Wei Ping running out of the ward, her face changed and she immediately ran back into the ward.
She felt so distressed when she saw her elder sister lying on the bed crying alone.
"Big sis, are you okay?"
Xiaohua carefully placed the soup on the table and reached out to wipe Mrs. Wei's tears.
"It's okay." Mrs. Wei shook her head and forced a wry smile.
"Did he bully you?"
"He didn't bully me, he just came to me and told me he didn't want a divorce."
"Why is he bullying people like this?"
Xiaohua's tears fell. "He beat you like this, and he still doesn't want to divorce you. If he hits you like this again next time, and we're not by your side, won't he beat you to death?"
Seeing her younger sister crying like a tearful person, Mrs. Wei couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
How could she not know what her younger sister understood?
Wei Ping didn't want to divorce, he just couldn't bear to give up his current future. After calming down and weighing the pros and cons, he felt that it would be most cost-effective not to divorce him.
The two have been married for ten years, and each other knows what kind of person she is.
He is already in his thirties and has a child. Even if he wants to find someone to marry, he may not be able to find someone suitable.
But Mrs. Wei was unwilling to accept this!
It was clearly Wei Ping's fault, why should she sacrifice her life?
In the past, people thought that being a soldier was glorious and marrying a soldier was the happiest thing, but not all soldiers are responsible.
There are not many people like Wei Ping, but there are definitely quite a few.
In the compound, fighting and quarreling between couples were considered normal. She couldn't imagine whether she would be so lucky next time if she didn't divorce Wei Ping.
But she also knew that Wei Ping had to agree to the divorce, and she felt more and more melancholy.
"Sister, if he doesn't want to divorce you, then just come home with me!"
Xiaohua seemed to have made up her mind and said, "He wouldn't dare hit you at home no matter what. I'm grown up now and I can make money outside. I'll send all my earnings back home for you and my parents."
Children from poor families have to grow up early.
Although there is no preference for boys over girls in the family, the influence of the general environment is there, and Xiaohua still has self-awareness.
She earns 45 yuan a month from cooking, and she can send 44 yuan back every month. The remaining one yuan is enough for her to buy some daily necessities.
Looking at her sister's tenacious eyes, Sister Wei's eyes were red.
"Silly child, I won't go back to my hometown even if I don't get a divorce. My family still owes so much money, and I have to earn money here to pay it off."
"I think Sister Wanwan is a kindhearted person. She should be willing to let us all work in the store. Then we can rent a room. That way, Sister Wanwan won't have to go back to the army, and he won't be able to hit you."
Because Wei Ping beat Wei's wife, Xiaohua no longer wants to call him brother-in-law.
In her mind, a man who beats his wife is a coward and has no future.
But he beat her so cruelly that Xiaohua was worried that her sister would suffer from his cruel hands again after returning to the army, so she simply let her rent a house in the county.
"Your suggestion is not bad. We can rent a small room next to the clothing store."
"Big sister, I will definitely protect you this time and won't let you get hurt again."
Xiaohua secretly clenched her fists.
If that bad guy dared to hit her sister again, she would definitely rush up and beat him up and would not give him such an opportunity.
"Did you bring soup?"
Mrs. Wei suddenly diverted Xiaohua's attention. Xiaohua then remembered that she had to feed her sister soup and quickly picked up the soup.
"This is the chicken soup sold by the lady boss downstairs. It tastes really good. You'll know once you try it."
Mrs. Wei drank more than half of the drink and stopped.
It’s not that she really can’t drink it, but her silly sister always eats noodles at 1.2 cents per portion every time she goes out, and she is reluctant to eat in order to save money.
Girls are at the age of growing up, and Mrs. Wei doesn't want her sister to work so hard, so she always leaves some food on the table after eating.
The doctor also told her not to eat too much. The little girl didn't think too much about it and ate all the leftovers after her sister finished.
In the 1980s, supplies were scarce and many people could not get a full meal. Naturally, they would not look down on the leftovers of their own sisters.
Sister Wei looked at her distressedly, "Xiaohua, you can't stand eating noodles every day like this. The food in the hospital is not expensive. It won't cost much for you to eat two meals a day. You can make money when your sister is discharged from the hospital. Don't worry about it."
Xiaohua finished her last sip and smiled innocently, "It's okay, big sister. I like eating noodles, and it would be a waste if I don't eat these. There aren't that many delicious foods in the village. I'm happy enough to have a full stomach."
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