It's not that money is unbelievable; it's the surrounding environment that's causing it. We can't deny that the environment influences our thoughts.
When everything around you is like this, no matter if the man plays cards or mahjong, is honest or a scoundrel, you won't get a divorce.
Everyone thinks that it's normal for couples to argue, and that hitting women is common.
You won't realize it either when everyone else is unaware.
You'll also feel that this is how it is, this is how society is, this is how marriage is. You won't want to resist. You might hate, feel disheartened, suffer, and struggle, but you'll never think of resisting, much less want a divorce.
Mo Yan's words were like a beam of light, piercing through the darkness and reaching her heart.
"Mom, can I?"
Can she get a divorce?
Can I not have a father for the child?
Won't people talk about her?
Won't this affect my daughter's future?
"Won't people gossip? Won't people say I'm a restless woman? Will Yueyue be unhappy?"
Will Cheng Yongzhi retaliate against us in the future?
Perhaps because she was so shocked, she lost her usual composure and blurted out everything on her mind.
Mo Yan looked at her blankly, as if she had seen a ray of light again, a look of fear, hesitation, and yet a desire to grasp it.
"Take your time to think about it, there's no rush."
Mo Yan didn't rush her, letting her think about what to do on her own.
"Okay." Qian Ke nodded, feeling dizzy, and went straight back to her room. She needed to think about it, to think about it seriously.
Cheng Yue was also stunned. She walked to her grandmother's side and asked, "Grandma, what will I do if my dad and I aren't together anymore?"
"Come with me, let's go, I'm starving and need to cook."
Mo Yan went into the kitchen and showed Cheng Yue what was available to eat.
Potatoes, potatoes, and more potatoes.
To be honest, Mo Yan really likes potatoes and can cook them in a hundred different ways.
One serving of wolf tooth potatoes, another serving of stir-fried potato chips, and finally another serving of stir-fried potatoes, and lastly potato balls.
This was the first time Cheng Yue had ever seen potatoes made into so many different shapes.
"Alright, let's eat."
Mo Yan brought the potatoes to the table and told her to quickly call Qian Ke to eat.
Mo Yan felt she needed to go out; she actually missed rice a little.
As for the money, we'll have to see if we can find any medicinal herbs.
"Go and call your mom for dinner."
Cheng Yue nodded and immediately went to call Qian Ke.
Qian Ke was still carefully thinking about what to do if she got divorced when she was suddenly called out, making her feel uneasy.
Actually, she still doesn't want a divorce. If she gets a divorce, she will have no place to live and it's not realistic for her to go back to her parents' home.
"Mom, should we invite her dad to come eat with us?" He's still Mom's son, after all. Mom's angry now and probably thinks he's gone too far, but if she's not angry anymore, she'll probably think her daughter-in-law is being unreasonable.
"Why call him? Don't worry, he won't starve. Once you've made up your mind, I'll take care of things between you two."
"Throw him out again, and then we'll live a good life at home."
Hearing Mo Yan say this, Qian Ke put down her chopsticks and looked at Mo Yan very seriously, "Mom, I've thought about it, I won't get a divorce."
Mo Yan: "???"
"Why? What are your concerns? Tell me."
Mo Yan understood that she was somewhat unable to accept suddenly telling Qian Ke this, and she didn't know what to do.
When something is beyond your understanding, it takes time to digest and accept it.
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