Chapter 259: Traveling back from the modern times to the 14th year of the Republic of China

. The content that can be written on the letter paper is limited, so in the letter, the housekeeper only said that Yao Rong took Ye Heqi away from home and that Old Madam Ye was seriously ill, and did not elaborate on the reason why Yao Rong ran away from home. It was not

until Ye Fuguang and the other two arrived at the Ye Mansion that they learned the ins and outs of the matter from the servant.

For a moment, Ye Fuguang's face was a little wonderful.

If Yao Rong and Ye Heqi had not run away, Ye Fuguang would definitely not think that there was anything wrong with Old Madam Ye's behavior.

Isn't it normal for the old lady to discipline the people in the mansion.

But now Yao Rong and Ye Heqi have run away. If the news gets out, won't he, the husband and father, be laughed at by others?

So Ye Fuguang couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Old Madam Ye.

Even if you want to discipline your granddaughter-in-law and great-granddaughter, you don't have to be so harsh.

"Did they really run away because their great-grandmother disciplined them too strictly?" At this moment, Ye Yaozu suddenly spoke.

He was the same age as Ye Heqi, but a little younger than Ye Heqi.

Ye Fuguang looked up at Ye Yaozu: "Yaozu, what do you mean?"

Ye Yaozu muttered: "I heard some gossip from my friends at school. I have a friend named Zhou. His father had a concubine who had an affair with someone outside, and then the concubine ran away with the help of the adulterer. Fortunately, the adulterous couple was caught before they ran out of Shanghai..."

Wen Cui hurriedly pulled Ye Yaozu's sleeve.

This poor kid, why is he so eager to cheat on his father...

This kind of speculation is acceptable, but it shouldn't come from Ye Yaozu's mouth.

When Wen Cui reminded Ye Yaozu, he realized that Ye Fuguang's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it, and he was so scared that he immediately kept silent.

For the sake of her son, Wen Cui had to stand up and say a few good words for Yao Rong: "Don't think too much, Yao Rong has been staying in the Ye Mansion, and has no chance to go out. It's impossible for her to contact people outside."

As a result, Wen Cui's excuse made Ye Fuguang's face even uglier. The last time he went back to Beiping, he fought for Yao Rong to go out once a month.

"That's enough!" Ye Fuguang slapped the table and said angrily, "You guys clean up the house first, I'll go see the old lady."

During this period, the condition of the old lady Ye was indeed not very good. The doctor came to take her pulse and said that it was just anger and depression.

Ye Fuguang saw that the old lady Ye looked much more haggard than the last time he saw her, and the complaints in his heart were instantly reduced a lot.

Seeing Ye Fuguang, the old lady Ye also smiled.

But seeing that Wen Cui and Ye Yaozu did not come over, the smile on the old lady Ye's face disappeared completely.

"Where are your wife?"

Ye Fuguang helped Old Madam Ye up from the bed: "Wen Cui and Yao Zu have been traveling all day and are a little tired. They will come to visit Grandma after they have rested."

Old Madam Ye's face did not improve: "Will your wife and others come to see me first after I die? What a big show. When they arrived at the mansion, they didn't come to pay their respects to me, an old lady, but went back to their room to rest."

Ye Fuguang wanted to help explain a little, but Old Madam Ye covered her chest and cried out that she was in pain. Ye Fuguang was so scared that he quickly asked the housekeeper to call a doctor.

The doctor's diagnosis this time was no different from the previous one.

Before leaving, the doctor advised: "The old lady is old, so you should obey her as much as possible. If you keep doing this, it will shorten your life."

What could Ye Fuguang do? He could only send someone to call Wen Cui and Ye Yaozu.

Seeing her great-grandson, Old Lady Ye's mood really improved, and her wrinkles were smoothed out by her smile.

But towards Wen Cui, Old Lady Ye was not happy.

She would ask Wen Cui to do things that servants could do.

Once or twice, Wen Cui could still bear it, but if it happened several times in a row, if she still couldn't see that Old Lady Ye was deliberately making trouble, then she would have lived in vain all these years.

So Wen Cui was too lazy to serve this cunning old woman anymore.

But as soon as Wen Cui disobeyed Old Lady Ye, she started to cry out and complain about pain here and there.

The doctor came and said the same thing as before.

Ye Fuguang had to continue to persuade Wen Cui.

Wen Cui said angrily: "She must be faking illness! This doctor must have been bribed by her!"

Under Wen Cui's insistence, Ye Fuguang had to change a doctor.

But the result was the same.

Ye Fuguang said with a headache: "I know you have been wronged these days. Just bear with it until the old lady recovers."

Wen Cui was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth, but what could she do? Was she really going to sit and watch Old Lady Ye continue to be sick?

She didn't understand men. Even though Ye Fuguang said nice things now and treated her well, if something happened to Old Lady Ye, she would definitely be angry.

While trying to comfort Wen Cui, Ye Fuguang went to Old Madam Ye again and tactfully advised her not to go too far.

Old Madam Ye sneered: "Is it your wife who complained to you again?"

Ye Fuguang hesitated: "Grandma, Wen Cui has a strong temper, and her family background is much better than Yao Rong. Unlike Yao Rong, who lost her natal family, her temper is also easy to control..."

Old Madam Ye stared at Ye Fuguang: "You also think that I angered Yao Rong, right? Why, are you worried that I will anger your other daughter-in-law too?"

Ye Fuguang was embarrassed: "Grandma, your grandson absolutely does not mean that."

Old Madam Ye sneered again and closed her eyes without saying anything.

After trying to comfort Old Madam Ye, Ye Fuguang went to find Ye Yaozu and asked him to spend more time with Old Madam Ye during this period.

"Your great-grandmother is always so nice to you. I won't arrange any homework for you these few days. You just need to accompany your great-grandmother."

Ye Yaozu: "...My great-grandmother is not nice to my mother."

Compared to his great-grandmother whom he only sees once a year, he is of course more on his side.

Ye Fuguang said tiredly: "That's why you should accompany your great-grandmother even more and say good things about your mother in front of her. Then, for your sake, your great-grandmother won't be so harsh on your mother anymore."

Ye Yaozu went reluctantly.

But he was still young, and he was spoiled since he was young. Others would look at his expression, but he seldom looked at others. So his face would show what he was thinking.

And this series of events just happened to overlap with what Yao Rong had said.

-Ye Fuguang did not stay in Peking because he wanted to escape from the Ye Mansion and escape from you.

-All the people with the surname Ye in this mansion are not close to you. Whose problem do you think it is?

Whose problem is it!

Old Madam Ye thought to herself: She has lived for the Ye Mansion all her life, how could it be her problem.

These people must have been corrupted by their mother!

So Old Madam Ye vented her anger on Madam Ye and Wen Cui.

Madam Ye was also an elderly person, and she could not stand the constant torture from Old Madam Ye, and she soon fell ill.

So Wen Cui not only had to deal with all the difficulties from Old Madam Ye, but also had to take care of another Madam Ye.

This made Wen Cui, who was already full of resentment, explode again.

...

As if entering an infinite reincarnation, the above things repeated themselves. Ye Fuguang had been back in Beiping for such a long time, and he was only concerned with coordinating the relationship between Old Madam Ye and Wen Cui, and he didn't even have time to go out and prepare New Year's goods.

On this day, as Wen Cui broke down and complained again, Ye Fuguang suddenly remembered that he had received an invitation letter some time ago.

As the New Year approached, the Beiping literary world held a cultural salon and invited many celebrities to participate. It can be said that it was a rare event in the cultural circle.

Ye Fuguang was the deputy editor-in-chief of the Shanghai Daily, and his good friend was one of the initiators of this cultural salon, so Ye Fuguang was lucky enough to receive the invitation letter.

"The salon is tomorrow."

"I know you have suffered a lot of grievances these days. So, I will take you to the salon tomorrow to relax. What do you think?"

Wen Cui burst into tears and laughed: "That's better."

Then she scolded: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I haven't taken good care of myself these days. Look at my face. I am much more haggard than when I just returned to Peking."

Ye Fuguang smiled bitterly. His haggardness was no less than Wen Cui's.

Under Wen Cui's soft and hard persuasion, Ye Fuguang took Wen Cui to buy a new dress and do a new hairstyle early the next morning. After dressing up brightly, they set off for the cultural salon.

When they arrived, there were already many guests sitting inside.

Ye Fuguang's friend Zhang Nianzhao was greeting other people. When he saw Ye Fuguang and Wen Cui coming together, he was immediately happy and said, "Brother Zhiming, sister-in-law, come quickly, let me introduce you to each other."

Zhiming was Ye Fuguang's pen name. He took Wen Cui's hand and walked to Zhang Nianzhao with her. With Zhang Nianzhao's introduction, he got to know many people.

Hearing that Ye Fuguang was the deputy editor-in-chief of the Shanghai Daily, many people said, "I have heard of you for a long time."

"And this is Brother Zhiming's wife Wen Cui. You and Brother Zhiming share the same ideals and are a loving couple." Zhang Nianzhao also introduced Wen Cui.

People praised them as "a match made in heaven" and "a fairy couple."

Zhang Nianzhao's eyes lit up when he saw a woman in a light green dress. "Brother Zhiming, excuse me for a moment. I'm going to entertain a friend."

Ye Fuguang followed Zhang Nianzhao's gaze and smiled knowingly, "I wonder who this beauty is."

Zhang Nianzhao said, "She is the daughter of Councillor Zhou, Miss Zhou Qihuai, deputy editor-in-chief of Beiping Women's Newspaper. Brother Zhiming probably doesn't know her."

Councillor Zhou's daughter? Wen Cui said with interest, "She is the deputy editor-in-chief of Women's Newspaper? Miss Zhou is really a heroine. I have always admired such women. I wonder if you can introduce her to me later?"

Zhang Nianzhao agreed immediately and told Ye Fuguang and the others to do as they pleased, and then hurried towards Zhou Qihuai.

As an unmarried woman with an outstanding family background and appearance, and who was also well-versed in poetry, Zhou Qihuai never lacked suitors.

Zhang Nianzhao was one of them.

But Zhou Qihuai had no interest in Zhang Nianzhao.

When she received the invitation letter from Zhang Nianzhao, she originally did not plan to attend the appointment, but when she saw the date, Zhou Qihuai was immediately happy.

The day of this salon was the day they were going to publish a large-scale divorce announcement.

Zhou Qihuai immediately changed her mind and came to this cultural salon with a stack of newspapers that had just been published this morning.

As a result, Zhou Qihuai was discovered by Zhang Nianzhao as soon as she entered.

"Miss Zhou, I am so happy that you can come." Zhang Nianzhao said happily.

Zhou Qihuai smiled and said politely, "This event is a grand gathering of the Peking literary world. It would be a pity if I couldn't attend in person."

Zhang Nianzhao tried hard to find a topic of conversation: "Why are you the only one here? Isn't Editor-in-Chief Chen coming?"

"Editor-in-Chief Chen has gone out of town for something and hasn't returned to Peking yet."

"That's such a pity."

Zhang Nianzhao changed the subject: "I have several friends who also want to meet Miss Zhou. I wonder if Miss Zhou is interested in going over and chatting with them?"

"Sorry, I still have some things to take care of." Zhou Qihuai politely declined.

Zhang Nianzhao hit a soft nail, but he didn't give up. He looked at the newspapers in Zhou Qihuai's bag and smiled, "Miss Zhou, did you bring the Women's Newspaper?"

"In addition to the Women's Newspaper, there are some other newspapers. There is a news report on it, and I want to discuss it in detail with everyone present."

Zhang Nianzhao's eyes suddenly lit up. Who is he? He is one of the members who planned this salon.

Now such a great opportunity to show courtesy is in front of him, how could Zhang Nianzhao give up.

He immediately said, "The news report that Miss Zhou wants to discuss must be very valuable. Our cultural salon has left enough time for sharing and discussion, and I will arrange Miss Zhou first in the order."

No matter what Zhang Nianzhao's purpose was, his arrangement was indeed in line with Zhou Qihuai's wishes.

After a brief exchange of greetings, when almost everyone had arrived, Zhang Nianzhao asked everyone to find a place to sit around the sofa and officially began today's topic.

"Let us invite the first speaker today, Ms. Zhou Qihuai."

Zhou Qihuai walked out of the crowd and asked everyone with a smile whether they had read the newspapers such as "Women's Newspaper", "Peking Daily", "Qiming Daily" and "Youth Daily" before leaving the house this morning.

In addition to "Women's Newspaper", "Peking Daily", "Qiming Daily" and "Youth Daily" are known as the three major newspapers in Peking.

Most people shook their heads.

Today's salon was held in the morning, and most people left early in the morning to rush here. How could they have time to read newspapers?

Only a few people nodded.

A young man wearing glasses and a Mao suit raised his hand and asked, "Miss Zhou, are you talking about the divorce announcement published in the supplement of the Qiming Daily?"

Zhou Qihuai nodded, "Yes, it is the divorce announcement."

"What a coincidence." Another young woman with short hair said with a smile, "I also wanted to discuss this topic with you today, but I didn't expect Miss Zhou to beat me to it."

Someone sighed, "In this day and age, someone would actually publish their divorce news in the newspaper? It's fresh, really fresh."

Others thought this approach was very interesting, "This method is really interesting. I'm afraid it's not thorough enough, so publish it in the newspaper and let it know."

"Yes, if we can publish divorce notices, then can't we also publish engagement notices and marriage notices?"

For everyone present, publishing this information in a newspaper is easier to inform relatives and friends than sending a letter.

Some people even started to exaggerate without even reading the newspaper.

"Which gentleman could have come up with such a brilliant idea?"

"Yeah, I haven't heard of anyone divorcing his wife in recent times."

"Could it be that person? Hasn't he been having a hot relationship with Miss Zhao San recently, causing his wife to separate from him?"

"Maybe it's true. This salon must have sent him an invitation, but I don't think I saw him and his wife show up."

"Hush, keep your voices down, Miss Zhao San is here."

"What, he and Miss Zhao San didn't show up together?"

Zhou Qihuai heard all kinds of conversations.

Before seeing the newspaper, almost everyone tacitly agreed that the person who published the divorce notice in the newspaper must be a man.

Zhou Qihuai did not stop them, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

The smile did not reach the bottom of the eyes, so it looked a little cold.

Ye Fuguang and Wen Cui in the crowd also heard this conversation.

Like everyone else, their attention was focused on the romantic affair between a university professor and Miss Zhao San, and they never thought of other possibilities.

"Has everyone discussed it enough?"

Zhou Qihuai waited until the surrounding discussions stopped for a while before speaking again.

She distributed all the newspapers in her bag and kept only one in her hand.

"Everyone can take a look at the divorce notice for themselves. If you don't get the newspaper, don't worry, I will read it aloud to everyone."

Zhou Qihuai's favorite thing to do is to read aloud.

Her voice is gentle and soft, her pronunciation is clear, and her intonation is very good.

But when Ye Fuguang heard this, he felt like a bolt of lightning struck his forehead.

Because in that revelation, not only Yao Rong's name appeared, but also his and Wen Cui's names.

"... We have never lived together for fourteen years, and our relationship has broken down and cannot be restored. We have also been harshly criticized, and our suffering has increased. Fortunately, I read the Peking Women's Newspaper for more than a month..."

When reading the word "Women's Newspaper", Zhou Qihuai deliberately added emphasis, and paused for a moment before continuing: "I have gained a lot, and I don't want to lose the natural happiness that should be in life again."

"So I took my daughter and fled from the Ye Mansion, unilaterally tore up the marriage certificate, and divorced the husband-wife relationship. I am afraid that this is not thorough, so I hereby publish a statement in the newspaper."

Later, a line of small words was marked, which roughly meant: If Ye Fuguang saw this divorce notice, he could publish a reply letter in the "Shanghai Daily" where he worked. At that time, Yao Rong would personally go to the "Shanghai Daily" and sign a divorce agreement with Ye Fuguang in person, and each of them would follow it as a basis.

...

After reading it from beginning to end without missing a word, Zhou Qihuai slowly closed the newspaper. Just when he was about to ask everyone what they thought about this with a smile, he heard a loud shout from the crowd.

"Did you help Yao Rong and Ye Heqi escape? Did you instigate Yao Rong to write this revelation?"

"It must be so! How did our Ye family offend you that you have to go to such great lengths to deal with the Ye family and me!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ye Fuguang rushing towards Zhou Qihuai with a ferocious face.

But before he got close to Zhou Qihuai, he was stopped by someone.

"Who is this person?"

"Yes, why is he so excited?"

"I seem to have heard from Zhang Nianzhao that his name is Ye Fuguang, and he is the deputy editor-in-chief of the Shanghai Daily. The one next to him is his wife Wen Cui."

"Hiss, then he is..."

Zhou Qihuai was stunned at first, and then she really wanted to laugh three times to the sky.

Good guy.

I never expected that the person involved was actually at the scene.

The next issue of Women's Newspaper will have a headline on the front page!

Looking at Ye Fuguang with bloodshot eyes, Zhou Qihuai smiled and said, "Women's Newspaper only published a divorce notice for free for its loyal readers. We cannot afford the crime of incitement, and please don't think too highly of your status, Mr. Ye. You are not worth my efforts to deal with."

"Besides, I remember that everyone participated in this cultural salon in order to be able to speak freely here."

"Mr. Ye, you seem to have violated the rules of the cultural salon."

At this point, Zhou Qihuai said kindly, "If Mr. Ye disagrees with this divorce notice, you can refute and criticize it as much as you want in the discussion later."

"But if Mr. Ye is still so emotional, then I think it is not appropriate for Mr. Ye to continue to attend the subsequent meetings."

Ye Fuguang took a few deep breaths and wanted to stay to refute, but under the strange gazes of the crowd, Ye Fuguang, who claimed to be a respectable person, felt embarrassed.

He pushed Zhang Nianzhao, who was about to say something, away, pulled Wen Cui and turned away from the salon.

Oh, this mentality is too bad, she can't stand a little provocation. If Ye Fuguang continues to stay at the scene, things will become more interesting.

Zhou Qi felt it was a pity, but soon put Ye Fuguang behind her and began to organize people to continue discussing the matter.

After the initial surprise, many people expressed their opinions on the divorce announcement.

Some people agreed, shouting that Yao Rong was a pioneer of women's consciousness awakening.

Some people opposed it.

The point of opposition was that, first, no one had ever published a divorce announcement in the newspaper before. Second, Yao Rong ran away from home, and her marriage with Ye Fuguang was unilaterally declared over by her, and she had not negotiated with Ye Fuguang before. Everyone insisted

on his own words and could not convince each other at all.

On the other hand, after returning to the Ye Mansion, Ye Fuguang had a big temper.

Wen Cui was sitting next to him, and her face was also very ugly.

She didn't expect that woman Yao Rong would actually do this.

Soon, Old Madam Ye and Madam Ye heard the news and rushed over.

Old Madam Ye shouted that she wanted to catch Yao Rong and Ye Heqi, the two people who had ruined the reputation of the Ye family. Not only would they be punished by family rules, but they would also be sent to the ancestral hall to be punished by clan laws.

"Enough!"

Ye Fuguang finally couldn't help it, and yelled at Old Madam Ye, venting all the dissatisfaction that had been accumulated in his heart for some time.

"Grandma, don't you think things are chaotic enough?"

"If you hadn't been so harsh on Yao Rong and Ye Heqi, how could she have given up her good life and escaped from the Ye Mansion with Ye Heqi!"

"And the result is that not only have you not learned your lesson, but you have become even more harsh on my mother and Wen Cui. You think that similar things happen only once and are too few, right?" "

I've been caught between you during this period of time. I'm exhausted just dealing with your lawsuits. Can you please stop making trouble?"

Old Madam Ye pointed her finger at Ye Fuguang and opened and closed the corners of her lips several times: "You, you, you..."

Before she finished speaking, her whole body began to tremble violently, and then the color of her lips turned purple in an instant, and she closed her eyes and fell backwards fiercely.

"Old Madam!"

"Great-grandmother!"

Everyone was so frightened that they froze in their places, and even forgot to support Old Madam Ye at the first moment. It was

not until Old Madam Ye fell on the armchair with a heavy thud that Ye Fuguang came back to his senses and turned to Wen Cui who was standing beside him and shouted, "Go get the doctor, go!"