Old Zhao frowned: "A fake divorce? How can a divorce be fake? That Second Brother Yun isn't stupid, would he believe it?"
“Of course he doesn’t believe it.” Zhao Cuifen pursed her lips and, before Old Man Zhao could speak, casually continued, “So, we have to show him some real benefits, make him believe that my family is on my side and his little family, and make him believe that I don’t really want to divorce him, but just put on a show to snatch Yun Duo back from the two old men of the Yun family.”
"We need to show him the benefits?" Old Zhao stroked his chin, smacked his lips, thought for a moment, and said, "Then we'll go with you to talk to Second Brother Yun and tell him that our Zhao family has always treated him like a son, to reassure him."
“Just giving him reassurance isn’t enough,” Zhao Cuifen said dismissively. “We’ve been married for many years, and I know him best. He’s the type who won’t act until he sees a clear benefit. He won’t believe a few words of support.”
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Old Zhao asked, staring at Zhao Cuifen.
Zhao Cuifen said in a nonchalant tone, "Send him a few dozen kilograms of grain..." Before she could finish speaking, Old Lady Zhao jumped up and interrupted her.
"Give him dozens of kilograms of grain?" Old Mrs. Zhao's voice was rough and shrill, like a hen whose foot had been stepped on. She pointed at Zhao Cuifen's nose and started cursing: "You ungrateful good-for-nothing! I raised you with all my hard work, and instead of repaying me properly, you want my grain to fill your own hole. Zhao Cuifen, Zhao Cuifen, I think you want to fly to the sky."
"Why don't you sell these two old bones of ours and see if you can get a few dozen more kilograms of grain in return?"
Previously, Old Man Zhao always sided with Zhao Cuifen. Whenever Old Lady Zhao said anything unpleasant, he would glare at her and give her a good scolding. But now, when he heard Old Lady Zhao pointing her finger at Zhao Cuifen and cursing, he seemed not to hear her at all. He didn't react at all, just puffed on his pipe and shook his head and sighed from time to time, looking extremely troubled.
However, seeing that Zhao Cuifen didn't react to Zhao Laotai's insults and even occasionally curled her lips in disdain, Zhao Laotou couldn't help but speak up again.
“My dear daughter, it’s not that your father doesn’t want to give you food, it’s just that we don’t have much at home. Right now, we’re just hibernating, eating only two meals a day of thin porridge that’s so light you can see your reflection in it, just to keep our stomachs full and keep us alive. And even then, we don’t know what we’ll do when spring comes and food becomes scarce…”
Hearing this, Zhao Cuifen spoke up: "Dad, I didn't really mean to ask you for food. I am your daughter. Even if I don't care about my own family, I would never do something like taking from my own family to make money for my husband's family, would I?"
Old Mrs. Zhao spoke first: "Then you want us to give Yun Youliang dozens of kilograms of grain? Don't even mention dozens of kilograms, I don't even have a few kilograms!"
"If there's no grain, then there's no grain. Anyway, it's only a few dozen kilograms of grain, which isn't enough to do much." Zhao Cuifen's tone became increasingly nonchalant. Before Old Lady Zhao could speak, she casually added, "Anyway, the county magistrate and Master Leopard gave Yun Duo two large truckloads of New Year's gifts this year."
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