It's not easy to persuade Zhuang Pinghua to get a divorce.
Song Yun is free labor; she can work and earn money. Zhuang Pinghua isn't stupid; he's not going to let Song Yun go.
Song Yun only said one thing: if they don't get a divorce, she'll sue.
Anyway, she won't stay in this business.
Song Yun went back to her room to pack her clothes, and Zhuang Xiaoxiao handed her schoolbag to Xu Guiying, saying, "Auntie, please keep it for me, I also need to pack my clothes."
Looking at her red eyes, Xu Guiying sighed inwardly, "Go."
Zhuang Pinghua rushed forward to stop them, but Song Zhiping stood guard outside. Zhuang Pinghua lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Xu Guiying sneered, "Oh, you've been beaten up like this, and your old flame didn't even come to your rescue?"
Zhuang Pinghua still stubbornly denied it, saying, "I didn't bring any women home."
Xu Guiying: "Shut your stinking mouth, you're polluting the air."
A large crowd stood outside the dealer's house, pointing and whispering about Zhuang Pinghua.
"Song Yun is so hardworking, yet Zhuang Pinghua still seeks out women. No man is any good."
"Now that you're getting a divorce, you realize how good Song Yun is."
“Every time I pass by this house, I can hear Zhuang Pinghua yelling at Song Yun. How can Zhuang Pinghua have the nerve to do anything but order Song Yun around all day?”
"That guy is such a jerk!"
Song Yun was timid and had never dared to openly clash with Zhuang Pinghua at home before. The villagers also didn't want to antagonize Zhuang Pinghua, so this was the first time someone had ever cursed Zhuang Pinghua like this.
His face turned red with anger. "Shut the hell up!"
"You have the nerve to cheat on me, but you don't have the guts to admit it, you coward! You dead bastard!"
Song Yun and Zhuang Xiaoxiao didn't have many belongings; they only had a few sets of clothes to wear repeatedly, along with their identification documents and such.
The mother and daughter packed their things and came out.
"Song Yun, are you really leaving?" Zhuang Pinghua became anxious when she saw them carrying their things. "I know I was wrong. I'll never bring anyone home again. Please don't leave!"
Song Yun will never believe a word Zhuang Pinghua says again.
Zhuang Xiaoxiao pulled Song Yun away to prevent Song Yun from softening her heart, and stared at Zhuang Pinghua on the ground.
"Just because you're wrong, we have to forgive you? Who do you think you are? Even if you die, we won't come back to collect your body."
These words were completely unlike what a fourteen-year-old girl like Zhuang Xiaoxiao would say, and even Grandpa Song was surprised.
Grandpa Song gave a final, stern warning.
"Zhuang Pinghua, let me give you a piece of advice: if you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. If you don't get a divorce in three days, you and that woman won't have a good time."
Old Master Song used to work as an accountant in his town. He was involved in all sorts of shady and illegal industries. It's amazing that he was able to work as an accountant and still be alive and well.
If you really push Old Master Song too far, Zhuang Pinghua won't have a good outcome.
Zhuang Pinghua was lazy before, but none of them expected Song Yun to be so wronged in the Zhuang family!
The village chief then spoke up: "Zhuang Pinghua, this was your fault. Just consider it a divorce and give Song Yun a way out."
No matter what, Zhuang Pinghua just won't leave!
Song Xinfu felt disgusted when he saw Zhuang Pinghua's pathetic state, so he picked up a broom and started hitting him.
Hazardous waste!
Around ten o'clock, the Song family left.
Zhuang Pinghua was covered in injuries, including a leg injury, and was completely unable to stop Song Yun and Zhuang Xiaoxiao.
It was getting late, so the Song family members had no choice but to go to Song Zhiping's house, which was the closest to them, to stay.
Like Song Yangmin, Song Zhiping's three sons only learned about Song Yun's situation after returning home. They all wanted to help, but Song Zhiping's wife, Lu Hui, stopped them, saying that there were enough people to go.
Song Xinfu and Xu Guiying had to go to work the next day, and Song Zhiping's house was too small to accommodate them. Sleeping on the floor in this weather would also make them catch a cold, so the couple decided to ride their bicycles home.
Grandpa Song worriedly said, "No, it's so late, it's not safe on the road!"
What if they encounter a robber on the road? The couple could both be killed!
Song Xinfu frowned. "Dad, Guiying and I also have to go to work tomorrow."
Old Master Song glared, "Then leave as early as tomorrow morning!"
Song Zhiping also said, "That's right, eldest brother and sister-in-law, eldest brother, you and I will go and sleep next to the eldest brother, and sister-in-law, you will go and sleep with my wife."
Lu Hui also said, "We're all about making do at night; we're better off not doing it than doing it wrong."
Song Yun felt guilty; if it weren't for her, she wouldn't have delayed her eldest and second brothers.
"Brother and sister-in-law, please stay. We'll squeeze in."
Xu Guiying and Song Xinfu exchanged a glance. "Alright then, let's get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning and leave at six!"
That night, the Song family was restless.
Zhuang Pinghua is a beast. He bullied Song Yun like this. Xu Guiying couldn't even imagine it. If the village chief had arrived any later, Song Yun might not have even seen them again!
Grandpa Song asked Song Yun and her daughter to come live with him at his home, since Zhuang Xiaoxiao only came back once a week anyway, and the Song family home was an hour away from her high school.
Song Yun and her daughter have nowhere else to go but the Song family.
"Dad, it's my fault. You've had to worry about me."
Grandpa Song patted Song Yun on the shoulder, "It's alright, you're still young, you have a long road ahead of you."
I'm just waiting for that beast Zhuang Pinghua to get a divorce.
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