Lin Jingyue left with the fifty yuan given to her by Granny Lin, and also with a letter severing ties with her family. She pressed her fingerprint on the letter in the presence of the clan elders.
Outsiders didn't know what had happened, and Granny Lin wouldn't be foolish enough to tell everyone that her daughter owed loan sharks ten thousand yuan. After all, family scandals shouldn't be aired in public; once this matter got out, the Lin family would be doomed in the village.
If someone dares to owe a loan shark 10,000 yuan today, they might dare to kill someone tomorrow.
This severing of ties was clearly a bit too much. Granny Lin had a change of heart and gave Lin Jingyue fifty yuan as a final act of help, after which she would have no further connection with her family.
In her opinion, people these days are still too naive and easily fooled. They make up their minds without even verifying the facts. But it's understandable; who would bother to verify something like that? What if they attract unwanted attention?
After receiving the letter severing ties with the Lin family, Lin Jingyue was completely cut off from them, and her household registration had also been transferred out. Even if they wanted to cause trouble in the next few years, let alone ten years from now, all she needed to do was produce the letter; no blood relation would suffice.
I returned home in a good mood and saw the two little ones huddled together in the yard, studying very seriously.
Lin Jingyue walked over and patted the two little heads. "Are you tired from studying? I'll go make you something delicious, do you want some?"
Little Mingyue looked up at her with a bright smile, "Mommy, you're back! I'm not tired, but I'll be very, very happy when Mommy cooks something delicious for me!"
Little Stone only heard the word "delicious" and asked, "Auntie, can I have some too?"
"Of course you can! As long as you behave well, you'll be able to eat delicious food every day."
"Then I'll be good from now on."
Seeing the two adorable children, Lin Jingyue's previous unpleasantness dissipated considerably. She would no longer go to the countryside; from now on, she would live a good life in the city with her children. The Lin family, or the Chen family, would be irrelevant to her.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye. During these two months, Lin Jingyue has been living a good life. She occasionally treats herself to extra meals, sometimes takes her child to state-run restaurants, and sometimes buys herself new clothes.
With improved nutrition and a knack for dressing well, one's overall appearance naturally improves. This quickly attracted the attention of many young men.
However, before the matchmaker even approached her about marriage, she had already revealed her divorce, and instantly, most people gave up on the idea.
Although divorce exists in this era, and there are claims of equality and women holding up half the sky, deeply ingrained ideas lead people to believe that women bear more responsibility in divorce cases. Men generally don't bring up divorce; they are men and understand men's thoughts.
But who would ever consider that if a woman truly couldn't bear the situation anymore, why would she suddenly bring up divorce?
Most people's enthusiasm faded, but a few still harbored the idea. However, these were all divorced, and some were even missing limbs. Why? Because Lin Jingyue had a good job.
That's a great office job. How much money could she possibly spend raising a child on her own? If I married her, wouldn't our quality of life skyrocket?
Fortunately, they didn't know that she received quite a high fee for submitting articles privately, otherwise their enthusiasm would have been even greater.
“Sister Liu, I’m not considering finding a partner or living with someone for the time being. You know my situation; I’m raising my child on my own and I don’t need anyone else. I’ve been married before, and I know what marriage entails. I’ve already been through the wringer once, and I don’t want to go through it again.”
Marriage means more than just dealing with the mundane details of daily life; it means trying to integrate into the family and working hard for everyone. In short, married life is never as good as single life; it truly is a living hell.
For a moment, Sister Liu didn't know what to say. If she wanted to advise them, she knew this was a dangerous situation no one should jump into. But if she didn't, seeing others living such good lives made her feel uneasy.
Why would someone want to advise someone to get married? Because they're stuck in a quagmire themselves and want to drag others down with them. But this kind of thought can only be kept in their heart; they can't say it aloud.
Lin Jingyue declined Sister Liu's offer and turned back to her office.
If it were her deceased husband from a past life, she might have married him. He really is a good person; he shares housework with her and never thinks women should do anything, but wholeheartedly works with her to build their home. After she gave birth, he was always busy taking care of everything, never letting her get tired.
A car accident cruelly took his life. She had no time to grieve, instead focusing all her energy on her child. Only in her spare time would she think of him, and the heart-wrenching pain would slowly resurface.
I thought of him again, but it wasn't as painful as before, though I still felt a little sad.
Lin Jingyue shook her head, trying to shake off those fond memories, and focused her gaze on the documents on her desk. Her deadbeat husband was probably reincarnated; she hoped he'd be reincarnated into a better one.
When Lin Jingyue was leaving get off work, she was blocked.
In front of everyone, the man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and looked at her with a sly smile. "Hello, Comrade Lin. I'm Zhang Jianshe from the steel factory. I think you're a woman who's good at making a living, so I'm thinking of developing a revolutionary friendship with you. What do you think?"
In an instant, all the workers who were leaving get off work looked over.
This is similar to confessing your feelings by setting up heart-shaped candles downstairs during your school days. If the other person agrees, you'll feel bad; if they disagree, you might embarrass them and even make them your enemy.
Indeed, oddballs exist everywhere.
"Comrade, don't you think you're being very disrespectful to me? If you respected me, you wouldn't have chosen to talk about this under these circumstances. Didn't your mother teach you how to conduct yourself in society?" Lin Jingyue looked at him expressionlessly, and anyone could tell that she was angry.
"If you insist on an answer, then I can only tell you that I have no interest in you whatsoever, nor will I develop a revolutionary friendship with you. Furthermore, you are causing me great distress, and if you continue like this, then I will have no choice but to go to the police station."
Why would she do something that would make herself uncomfortable? She'd definitely make the other person feel embarrassed. With such a thick skin, she's certainly not afraid of being embarrassed.
The people on the sidelines initially thought it was a joke, but when they heard the words "Police Station," they couldn't laugh anymore.
This matter was originally the man's fault, and if we really want to investigate it, it's not the woman's problem.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianshe glared at her fiercely, then turned and ran away. It was all his brothers' fault for coming up with that crazy idea; they almost ended up in the police station.
Lin Jingyue chuckled, looked around, and then left.
The workers who were seen looked at each other in bewilderment. They were just watching the commotion; surely it wasn't a serious offense to the police?
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