Because of the power outage, the entire Li family's home was pitch black. Only a half-thumb-thick candle was lit on the dining table in the main room. The bean-sprout-like candlelight could barely illuminate a small area.

Li Li, Li Dajun and Ling Jiale sat around the wooden table, eating tasteless vegetable noodles. The dish was the stir-fried shredded radish that they hadn't finished eating at lunch.

This made Ling Jiale, who was used to living a good life in the city, very uncomfortable, and he kept clamoring to go home.

"Mom, I don't want to live here, I want to go home!"

Li Li looked at her son unhappily and said, "Why are you going back? We will live with grandpa from now on."

He couldn't even stand staying here for one night, let alone staying here forever. Ling Jiale was not willing to do that. He immediately threw down his chopsticks and sat on the ground, crying and making a fuss.

"I want to go home, I want to go home, wow wow..."

The Li family lived in an adobe house, and the ground was dirty, wet and cold. Worried that his grandson would catch a cold and get sick, Li Dajun quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and bent down to try to pull his grandson up.

But Ling Jiale was so arrogant that he kicked Li Dajun in the face.

"Ouch!"

Seeing Li Dajun staggering and falling backwards, Li Li quickly supported him and asked, "Dad, are you okay?"

Li Dajun shook his head, "No, it's okay, I just didn't stand firmly."

Looking at the conspicuous footprints on Li Dajun's face, Li Li also became annoyed. She pulled her son who was throwing a tantrum on the ground up and slapped him on the butt twice.

“Wow wow wow!!!”

The pig-slaughtering howling almost blew off the roof of Li’s house.

Seeing his grandson being beaten, Li Dajun quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Li, don't hit Jiale, I'm fine."

Seeing her son crying so hard, Li Li felt distressed, but Li Dajun was her biological father. If her son dared to kick his grandfather today, wouldn’t he dare to hit her tomorrow?

Li Li pointed at her son angrily and said, "Stop crying. If you keep crying, I will throw you out and let the thieves pick you up!"

“Wow…”

Ling Jiale had been rude since childhood and wouldn't listen to Li Li's teachings at all. He howled at the top of his lungs.

"Jia Le, stop crying. Grandpa will take you to buy peanut candy tomorrow..."

Li Dajun thought he could appease his grandson by buying him candy, but Ling Jiale didn't appreciate it at all. He kept waving his two chubby hands, hitting Li Dajun like two small hammers.

Even though Li Dajun was strong, he could not bear it and had to retreat.

Li Li became angry and picked up the chopsticks to hit Ling Jiale.

The thin bamboo chopsticks hit the back of his hand and it stung painfully. Ling Jiale rushed towards Li Li like an enraged calf.

Li Li was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground along with the stool.

"Oh, my waist..."

Hearing Li Li's cry of pain, Li Dajun rushed forward to help her, "Li, what's wrong with you?"

Li Li's face turned pale with pain, and she gasped, "Dad, I hit my waist..."

Li Dajun was immediately anxious when he heard this, "Can you still get up?"

Li Li quickly waved her hands, "No, I can't move..."

Seeing that he had caused trouble, Ling Jiale stepped back in fear, then turned around and ran away.

After Li Dajun helped Li Li to the bed and settled her down, he went out and found that his grandson was gone.

"Jia Le! Jia Le! Li, Jia Le ran away!"

On one side was his daughter lying motionless in bed, and on the other side was his grandson who ran out alone late at night. Li Dajun didn't know which one to take care of for a moment.

Hearing that her son had run away, Li Li immediately became anxious and struggled to sit up from the bed, "Dad, go find Jiale as soon as possible!"

"I'm fine, I just twisted it. I'll go to the clinic tomorrow and apply some ointment and I'll be fine."

Hearing this, Li Dajun turned around and ran out to find his grandson with peace of mind.

Ling Jiale did not run far. It was too dark, and every household in the village had a dog. Following the sound of dogs barking, Li Dajun easily found Ling Jiale.

Seeing that Li Dajun brought her son back, Li Li's anxious heart immediately settled down.

"Jia Le, come here."

Seeing that her son was unmoved and even stepped back in fear, Li Li felt extremely upset.

In the past, her son listened to her the most. As long as she opened her mouth and called, her son would come running over.

"Jia Le, be good, mom won't hit you anymore."

Hearing this, Ling Jiale reluctantly walked to the bed.

Li Li reached out and pulled her son into her arms. "Silly son, why are you running outside so late at night? It's dark and cold outside. Do you want to freeze to death outside?"

"I want to go home, I want to go home, I don't want to live in the countryside, I want to go home..."

Ling Jiale was crying with tears and snot all over his face, and he kept yelling.

Li Li was so upset that she burst into tears. "Your father doesn't want you anymore. We can only live here from now on. This is our home..."

Hearing Li Li's words, Ling Jiale cried even harder.

The countryside is cold and poor, there is nothing good to eat or do, he doesn't want to live in the countryside forever, wuwuwu...

Looking at the mother and daughter crying and hugging each other, Li Dajun was overwhelmed with grief and couldn't help but burst into tears.

What a sin he had committed. His son became a prisoner in prison, his wife passed away, and his daughter is now divorced. How is he going to live with his family from now on?

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The next day was Saturday. Yun Mo and Zeng Fang made an appointment to go shopping, while Ling Chuan and Ling Jiang were busy with business matters.

After going out, Yun Mo and Zeng Fang first went to the private room of the teahouse that they had booked in advance, changed into clothes that would not be recognized by others, and then took a taxi to the old street.

When they arrived at Wang Bapo's house, Yun Mo put the money that had been agreed upon on the incense table.

The bastard looked calm and composed, but her old eyes couldn't stop shining.

Nowadays, the government is vigorously cracking down on feudal superstition, and her life is becoming more and more difficult. With this income, plus some of her previous savings, she should have no problem enjoying her old age.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba Po couldn't help but say auspicious words to Yun Mo in a good mood, "The Queen Mother has received your heart, and will definitely bless you with a happy marriage, a pair of children, wealth and prosperity."

Yun Mo did not take the other party's words to heart. She responded politely and then left with Zeng Fang.

After coming out of Wang Bapo's house, Zeng Fang took Yun Mo's arm and chatted in a low voice.

"Momo, did your elder brother and sister-in-law really get divorced like this?"

"Yes, I completed the formalities yesterday afternoon."

As she spoke, Yun Mo turned her head and glanced at the other person, revealing a hint of smile in her eyes outside the scarf, "Didn't Aunt Yao tell you?"

"My mom? How did she know this?"

"Yesterday I was afraid that I would not have enough time, so I asked Aunt Yao for help and found an acquaintance at the Civil Affairs Bureau to help me open a back door."

Zeng Fang suddenly realized, "She didn't say anything. I guess she thinks this matter has nothing to do with me."

(End of this chapter)