It was dark before Li Qiumei returned home.
As soon as I walked into the yard, I heard the voices of Qian Jiaojiao and Qian Xiaolai.
"Dad, my sister went to the provincial capital with her fiancé, so she should be back after all these days.
She was not here even when such a big thing happened at home.
You have to take good care of her."
Qian Xiaolai looked at the dark yard.
"After I finish selling the vegetables tomorrow, I'll go call her back.
If she dares to go to Honglin's house again before getting married, I will break her legs.
Jiaojiao, follow me to sell vegetables tomorrow.
Let your second sister-in-law cook at home.
I also have to send food to your mother and your eldest brother."
Qian Jiaojiao was anxious: "Dad, how can I follow you to sell vegetables?
I have to stay in bed and rest to take care of the baby.
I've been busy all day today and I feel a little uncomfortable now.
For the next two days, please don't go selling vegetables."
Qian Xiaolai sighed, "This is the only way.
I'll go call your sister back tomorrow morning."
"Dad, my sister-in-law hasn't come back yet so late.
Did he run away?"
Qian Xiaolai snorted.
"She won't run, at most she's just upset and wants to go for a stroll.
Her parents' home is far away, how can she run back there?"
Li Qiumei, who was eavesdropping in the yard, spat.
"Bah, you rotten family, you think I'm precious."
The next day, Li Qiumei went home for lunch and Wu Meiping came over to her.
"Sister-in-law, let me tell you, that vixen is feeding my brother in the hospital.
Big brother, it's your leg that's broken, not your arm, how dare you open your mouth and eat."
Wu Meiping spat, "Bah, they are all shameless.
Sister-in-law, why don’t you ask your boss for leave and go to the hospital to take care of it.
I'm afraid that by then, the vixen will take away my brother's soul.
What will happen if I let you go?"
Li Qiumei pretended to be sad.
"It's no use going, Qian Jinshu's soul has already been taken away.
Didn't you hear that woman say that she has been following Qian Jinshu for two years?
And Ding Feng has been hooking up with him for who knows how many years?"
Wu Meiping spat in the direction of Ding Feng's house.
"Songsong's mother is too shameless.
How can someone who is short and ugly compare to you?
I don’t know what despicable means he used?
The eldest brother took a fancy to her.
Now he's been beaten half to death by Songsong's dad, he deserves it!"
Wu Meiping looked around. She and Li Qiumei were the only ones at home, but she still lowered her voice.
"Sister-in-law, I heard that my brother wants to have a fake divorce with you.
I will remarry you when that vixen turns eighteen.
You must not believe it.
If you agree to divorce, it will be difficult to remarry later."
Li Qiumei smiled bitterly, even Wu Meiping could see through the problem.
What was wrong with her in her previous life that she agreed to a fake divorce?
What’s even more speechless is that she actually waited for Qian Jinshu for so many years.
She also self-righteously took on the responsibility of taking care of her parents-in-law, but ended up being completely taken advantage of.
Li Qiumei wanted to slap herself twice.
Two days later, the aunt stopped Li Qiumei when she was returning home from get off work.
"Qiumei, your cousin wants a divorce.
No matter how I advise him, he won't listen.
If the two of them get divorced, Ding Feng will probably be in trouble again.
In this way, you will be tortured by both of them again.
What should I do?!"
Li Qiumei looked at her haggard aunt and hurried to comfort her.
"Aunt, it's okay!
I'm going to divorce Qian Jinshu anyway, so I don't care who he is with.
Whether it is Ding Feng or Hong Ling, let them deal with it on their own.
If your elder brother doesn't want to continue living with you, just let him be.
In the future, I won’t have any trouble finding someone better than Ding Feng.”
The aunt nodded and said, "Okay, then I won't care."
Over the years, Jinmin gave all the money he earned to Ding Feng.
Ding Feng was busy all day bringing books to your family, sewing shoes, knitting sweaters, and buying him new shirts.
Give him pocket money.
Jinmin couldn't swallow this humiliation.
These two are completely heartless.
I want to see if you and Jinmin leave and let them go.
Can the two of them get along?"
Li Qiumei was shocked again. Ding Feng actually gave money to Qian Jinshuhua?
Were those new shirts for Qian Jinshu bought by Ding Feng?
My God, this damn man has thrown away his moral integrity for money.
Wu Meiping and Sister Wang, who were hiding at the gate, also heard it.
Wait until Li Qiumei closes the door.
Wu Meiping took Li Qiumei's hand.
"Sister-in-law, do you really not want to live with brother anymore?"
Li Qiumei didn't answer but asked, "Meiping, do you think Qian Jinshu is willing to go to jail?"
Wu Meiping shook her head.
“That’s it, then.
His only option is to marry Hong Ling and then pay her family 5,000 yuan."
Wu Meiping paused and said, "Sister-in-law, if you get divorced...
Then we must separate.
We can’t let Big Brother drag us down to death.”
"When the time comes, you and Qian Jinsheng will handle it."
Soon, Ding Feng divorced Qian Jinmin.
When Li Qiumei opened the door, she saw Ding Feng leaving with a red wooden box.
His face was covered in bruises and medicine.
The long hair has been braided into two pigtails.
She no longer wore the headband on her head, nor the little leather shoes with horseshoes.
A light yellow floral Dacron shirt, a pair of bell-bottom pants, and a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.
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