Chapter 313 Let's Go
Seeing the old woman from the He family swinging her short legs and quickly blocking her way, Song Chunxue couldn't help but laugh.
"If you were kind to your grandson, his own mother wouldn't be so vicious. The child is so young and can't be separated from his mother. Do you want to forcibly separate them?"
The old woman from the He family pointed at Song Chunxue and said, "This is a child of our He family, we can't take her away."
"Then tell me, what will it take for you to let me take him away?" Song Chunxue said, looking at He Chuan. "Is the child's father dead? Say something!"
He Chuan steeled himself and looked at the people confronting each other in the courtyard. "Mother, the third son is still young. Just let him stay with his mother for a few days. After all this commotion tonight, do you really want to break up my wife and children?"
“If you’re determined to drive Hongying away, I’ll just wrap you up in a mat and throw you into the wolf ditch when you die on the kang. You only care about your eldest brother, and you’re trying to torture the whole family to death every day.”
The old woman from the He family was furious. Her long, thick, white hair was coiled up behind her head, and she looked like a woman full of energy.
She pointed at He Chuan and said, "What did you say? Are you trying to rebel?"
"Are you my child or your mother-in-law's? If you argue with me again, your whole family will be taken to the riverbank tomorrow and carried off by wolves tonight."
"You're all heartless bastards! We raised you all these years for nothing, all you do is annoy me every day!"
He Chuan was so angry he couldn't speak. The harvests had been bad these past few years, and he had been busy at home all the time, with no opportunity to go out and earn money. He simply didn't have the money to build another house.
Otherwise, he would have separated long ago; why would he spend his days living in such a chaotic and unpleasant environment?
The child was used as a punching bag, and his wife cried in front of him at night, asking when they could separate from the family.
Song Chunxue couldn't be bothered to listen to the mother and son arguing; she just wanted to take Hongying away.
“Let’s go, the city gates will close soon, and there are still old shepherds who haven’t entered the city yet.” She looked at Hongying, “Take the child with you, and I’ll get angry with anyone who tries to stop me.”
"That widow from the Jiang family, this is a child from the He family, how dare you..."
“That child was born to my daughter Hongying. She has suffered so much in your family all these years, and I have never seen you care about her much. If you have the guts, stop me. We can fight.”
Song Chunxue was a little taller than her, and was carrying a large roll of cloth tucked under her armpit, looking at her with an imposing air.
Old Mrs. He was a little intimidated, but she was used to being strong-willed and would never admit defeat.
She turned and grabbed a shovel from the side of the gate. "Let's see who dares to take my grandson away!"
Jiang Hongying stood behind Song Chunxue, with Xiujuan gripping her trouser leg tightly. She whispered, "Mother, how about I take Xiujuan with me and leave? Xiaolong can stay."
"Waaah, no, Mother, don't leave me! I want to go with you!" Little Dragon cried loudly, his head tilted back, large tears rolling down his cheeks. "Grandma is a bad person! I don't want to go with Grandma!"
He Chuan's father stood at the door without saying a word, as if the people arguing had nothing to do with him.
If He Chuan's father hadn't been like her eldest son, Jiang Yeming, Hongying wouldn't have put up with He Chuan's mother's lifelong humiliation.
You shouldn't look for a man who is too weak. Not only will he not be caring, but he'll also use you as an umbrella when it's raining hail.
Farm women who depend on the weather for their livelihood are forced to follow their husbands wherever they go, having no status at home and no money outside. They can only swallow their anger and resentment for the rest of their lives, and in their old age, they are even disliked by their own children and grandchildren.
“Hongying, let’s go.” Song Chunxue looked straight at the old woman from the He family. “If she dares to lay a finger on you, I’ll take you to the county government tomorrow to get a divorce from He Chuan and make them spend money to find a wife.”
"You dare!" He Chuan's mother held the shovel two inches away from Song Chunxue, gritting her teeth and cursing, "Do you believe I'll kill you?"
Song Chunxue narrowed her eyes slightly, kicked the shovel away, put down what she was holding, grabbed the shovel handle, pulled it into her own hand, and pointed it at He Chuan's mother.
This old woman was five or six years older than Song Chunxue, and after years of working in the fields under the sun and wind, she looked at least ten years older than her. Her legs were weak, and she quickly fell behind.
"What are you doing?"
At this moment, He Chuan's father spoke up, glaring at Song Chunxue. Although he didn't have much of an imposing presence, his face was very sour.
“This is the He family’s home, not your Jiang family’s home, and certainly not a place for you to run wild.”
"Ha!" Song Chunxue sneered, "I thought you were mute when you didn't speak just now. It's precisely because I know it's not our Jiang family that I would have set the He family on fire right now, leaving you all homeless, and let's see how you act so arrogantly in front of me."
“From now on, I’ll buy Hongying a big courtyard house in Liangzhou City. Your whole family can stay here and argue in this shabby place. Don’t treat my daughter like a punching bag.” Song Chunxue looked at He Chuan. “If you don’t want your wife and children to break up, give me an answer. Do you want to divorce Hongying?”
He Chuan clenched his fists, looked at his own mother and then at Xiao Long, who was clinging to Hong Ying's trouser leg and crying his heart out, and finally hardened his heart.
“I don’t want to divorce Hongying. If she leaves, my little family will fall apart. Anyway, my mother has given birth to many sons. Let whoever wants to be filial can be filial.” As he spoke, He Chuan forced back his sobs and picked Xiaolong up from the ground. “Let’s go, let’s go together.”
Just then, several people walked in through the old doorway of the He family's house.
It was He Chuan's older brother and sister-in-law, along with their children.
"What's wrong?"
"Have Hongying's family members come? They're so unreasonable. I vaguely heard the word 'divorce' just now. They're really going to heaven."
The speaker was He Chuan's second brother, who was taller than He Chuan.
He crossed his arms and smirked, “Buying a courtyard? If you’re so capable, go ahead and buy a big courtyard in Liangzhou City and live there. I’d like to see how far you can keep this up.”
"Don't stop them, they'll definitely come back."
His wife behind him laughed and said, "That's right, let them go now that they've grown up. But He Chuan, you're a member of the He family, how can you not distinguish right from wrong? Do you really want your wife and her family to ride roughshod over us?"
"Don't forget, you were the one who wanted to stay and take care of your parents until their death. Now that you're leaving, don't even think about taking anything from this yard with you."
Song Chunxue saw that He Chuan was wavering.
"Let's go, or the city gates will close. Are you really planning to sleep in the ditch?" Song Chunxue urged. "If we hurry, we can still stay at the best inn in Liangzhou City."
“He Chuan, if you’re going to treat my Hongying like a human being just to maintain a reputation for blind filial piety, then I’ll take her back to Zhuanglang County and I’ll take care of her.”
Jiang Hongying lowered her head and sobbed softly.
"Then you can go first. Take Xiujuan and Xiaolong with you. I'll bring the eldest son to see you tomorrow." He Chuan lowered his head. "Logically speaking, since my mother-in-law has come all this way to see me, I should treat you well. I'm sorry to disappoint you. I need to take care of some family matters tonight."
Song Chunxue was not surprised.
"It's good that you know what's going on. If you still don't come the day after tomorrow, I'll take them back to my parents' home." With that, Song Chunxue handed the things in her hand to Hongying. "Take these and give the snacks to the children first."
Standing on the steps, the eldest brother, who had been ignored all along, was picking at the crack in the wall, silently shedding tears.
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