Song Wanyue affirmed: "Of course, for the sake of merit. If you want to be born into a good family in the next life, rich and noble, wait for me."
Liu Liu: "That's good. I was afraid you would give up and quit."
"How could that be? I love money the most. I'll work hard in this life and lay low in the next!"
"Besides, who would complain about having too much money? Besides, completing the mission is quite interesting."
Song Wanyue muttered, "This wild boar looks scary. My legs are weak. It's scarier than a human."
After waiting for half an hour, the big wild boar finally took the little wild boar away.
Song Wanyue left the space and quickly rushed home.
Finally I got home before dark.
Song's mother asked with concern: "Wanyue, you came back so late. Oh, there is a pheasant. Do you want to stew it or fry it?"
"Mom, you can do whatever you want. I can do it. Where's Dad?" Song Wanyue drank a glass of water before she recovered.
I walked a lot today and I'm so tired.
Mother Song frowned and said, "Let's stew the mushrooms. I'll let your second aunt clean up. Your father went to your eldest uncle's house, and your eldest aunt's family is here. Their faces are so ugly."
Upon hearing this, Song Wanyue became interested.
"Then I'll go take a look."
The Zhang family often went to the first house to cause trouble.
Either he wanted money or something, the key was that Zhang Ling really gave it to him.
Her father won't just sit there and watch.
When I walked outside the door of the big room, I heard noisy sounds.
Zhang's mother gave birth to only one son, Zhang Dabao, whom she doted on.
Now Zhang Dabao's son, Zhang Yaozu, is nineteen years old and has reached the age for marriage.
She is spoiled beyond words by the Zhang family.
Mother Zhang put her hands on her waist and said angrily: "My family is Yaozu, poor but glorious, and of good family background, how can we not be worthy of your Song Wanyue, Song Jianzhang, don't look down on country people."
In other words, her grandson likes Song Wanyue, otherwise she would not have made this trip.
Father Song laughed sarcastically and said, "You don't know how much you have spoiled your Zhang Yaozu. He is such a pampered child that you won't even help him. Does he have a proper job? No, he doesn't work in the fields. Who will support his wife and children in the future?"
"If Wanyue marries him, she will have to support him and raise the children. I am not happy about that. I would be crazy to agree to become your in-laws."
"Why doesn't your good daughter stay at home? Why send her back to the Song family? She should stay at home and help you with the work."
Mother Zhang was so angry that her heart was pounding: "You, you have no respect for your elders. Where are your parents? Ask them to come out. I want to ask them. Also, why did you send my daughter back before? A married daughter is like water spilled out."
It has been several days since I came back, but no member of the Song family has come to pick me up. Could it be that Boss Song is really going to get a divorce?
Zhang's mother said fiercely, "I don't agree with your divorce. How can a divorced woman live these days?"
Uncle Song asked back, "Zhang Ling kept talking about you guys, is there anything wrong with me sending her home?"
"That's right, Grandma Zhang, my aunt is so good to you. She sends you meat, brown sugar, cloth, and also gives you wages. You should treat my aunt well for her kindness, right?" Song Wanyue chimed in.
This mother of Zhang is difficult to deal with and has a thick skin.
Seeing where her aunt was, Song Wanyue looked around and finally saw her under the dining table.
He said with a smile, "Why is the auntie under the table?"
Are you embarrassed to see people?
Peng Yu laughed: "It was your uncle who dragged your aunt out, saying he wanted to get a divorce, and she didn't want to, so she hid down there."
"You said your eldest aunt is the same. She helped her brother's wife's brother's son to get married before, and this time she helped her brother's wife's son to get married. In the end, she just wants to pester you."
It's still rare.
Song Wanyue smiled and said, "Aunt, come out and talk. You are hiding under the table like a dog. You are not worthy of being seen. You are still thinking about my marriage. I won't agree to it."
She already had plans for her marriage partner and had originally planned to hold the wedding during the summer vacation, but now, she might have to move it forward.
Peng Yu covered his mouth and laughed secretly, but his mouth was still merciless.
Zhang Ling held onto the table leg and begged for mercy, "Wanyue, please help me speak up. I don't care about your marriage anymore. Okay? I, I also want to introduce Yaozu to you because I want to keep the wealth within the family."
Just now, Lao Song said he wanted a divorce. That’s terrible.
Drag her to get a divorce.
She sobbed, "Really, Wanyue, please have pity on your aunt. Who would get divorced during the Chinese New Year?"
"If we get divorced, what's the point of me living? A good woman should never marry again. I belong to Jianhua in life and I belong to Jianhua in death."
"Wuwu, Wenqi, Yuhua, Xiaoxue, please help mom speak up. I'm old and can't get a divorce. It would be so embarrassing if I tell others about it."
Seeing Zhang Ling slapping her thigh and crying, Song Wanyue laughed out loud.
It's like performing a big opera.
The people in the Song family’s eldest branch were extremely embarrassed.
Song Wenxue comforted her, "Mom, don't cry. Will you be like this again in the future? Why did you go back to your parents' home? Why is your hair so shiny and greasy? Hey, it smells so bad. How long have you not washed it?"
Zhang Ling wiped her tears and complained: "I just went to collect firewood. Your grandmother said that there was not enough firewood at home and they wanted to have a warm winter, so she asked me to collect firewood. I haven't washed for a few days."
There is not much work to do in the fields this winter.
Song Wenqi's eyes hurt from watching this. His mother had been like this for a long time. All the neighbors laughed at the eldest wife of the Song family.
But she’s my biological mother, I can’t let my father divorce her, right?
Song Wenqi said upset, "Mom, seriously, are you sure you don't want to divorce Dad?"
Zhang Ling just shook her head violently.
The farce ended when Grandma Song and the Song family drove the Wang family out with brooms.
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