There was a loud noise in the middle of the night, and Song Laosan, who lived next door, was quickly awakened.
Song Lao San rushed in limping in his straw sandals. Seeing a man lying on the ground after being beaten, he thought there was a thief in the house. After a closer look, he was stunned: "Lao Si?"
Song Desheng took the opportunity to escape and quickly got up from the ground.
He quickly said, "Dad, don't do it. Let's talk about this matter and find the best solution. Don't ruin my future!"
"No need to talk, there is only one plan. You should break up with that woman in the city now, and come back to live a good life with Wanyue!" Song Dahai gritted his teeth and said, "As for the bastard you gave birth to outside, our Song family doesn't want him. That's it!"
Song Desheng's face changed.
He had just established himself in the provincial capital and there was no way he would give up everything in the city.
He said under great pressure: "For now, at least for the next three years, I can't leave the provincial capital, so don't force me."
"Good, you're good!" Song Dahai laughed in anger, "Since you are so shameless, then don't be a member of my Song family. Tomorrow morning, I will ask the clan leader to open the clan temple and remove you, Song Desheng. From now on, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with our Song family!"
Jiang Wanyue inevitably thought of the situation in the original novel.
In the original novel, the old couple also removed Song Desheng from the list and publicly reported him...
This is also the reason why she has always been on good terms with the Song family.
"Dad, Mom, I am your son! Shouldn't you respect my choice?" Song Desheng growled in disbelief, "I just want you to help me keep it a secret for another three years, just three years. Please help me, I really have no choice. Dad, Mom, Wanyue, I beg you!"
He fell to his knees with a thud.
Jiang Wanyue remained unmoved.
Zhou Xiugui kept wiping her tears and shouting that it was a sin.
Song Dahai raised his foot and kicked him: "I don't have a son like you, get out!"
Song Deshun quickly pulled Song Desheng up: "Old Four, although I don't know what happened, but Dad, Mom and Wanyue are so angry, which means you are wrong. You should apologize quickly, admit your mistakes, and correct them. We are a family, and we will definitely be willing to give you another chance..."
"No……"
Song Desheng shook his head violently.
He just wants a better future, what's wrong with him?
When he gets better, he will come back to take care of his parents, raise his children, and compensate his wife...
Why do you want to force him...
He turned around and ran away.
"Desheng! Come back Desheng!"
Zhou Xiugui chased after him, shouting loudly many times into the night.
The sleeping villagers were all awakened, but when they came out to see what was happening, Zhou Xiugui had already been dragged back to Jiang Wanyue's home by Song Dahai.
Song Dahai's face was full of icy ridges: "Since he ran away, I will just treat him as if I don't have this son!"
Zhou Xiugui wiped away her tears and raised her head: "Wanyue, you are a successful person. What do you plan to do? No matter what choice you make, your father and I will support you."
"Divorce." Jiang Wanyue said calmly, "He has already cancelled his account. It's a bit troublesome to get a divorce. It would be better if my parents can help me. If they can't help, it's okay. I can go to a few more places and get things done by myself."
Song Dahai said coldly: "Wanyue, I will take care of this matter. I will write the report myself and submit it to the commune!"
Zhou Xiugui looked worried: "After the divorce, will you return to the city?"
It was indeed difficult to return to the city in the past, but now, the daughter-in-law has set up a factory and often goes to the provincial capital. She can find any reason to open an office in the provincial capital and stay in the provincial capital. It is not a difficult thing.
Thinking of this, Zhou Xiugui panicked a little.
"I haven't thought about returning to the city yet." Jiang Wanyue smiled. "Dad is going to remove Song Desheng from the family tree, so he is no longer a member of the Song family. This homestead has nothing to do with him. It will be directly inherited by Huaizhi. Can I continue to live here?"
Zhou Xiugui nodded with surprise on her face: "After Desheng died, the household owner is in your name. This is originally your home. You can live here and live well."
It was late at night and the Song family was destined to have a bad sleep.
The next day was the start of a new semester for the children. Song Huaizhi was in the fifth grade and Song Yunying was in the second grade.
After Song Laosan next door made some money, he also decided to send his twin daughters to school. Song Fengjiao and Song Fenglian are nine years old and are in the first grade this year.
A group of children were chattering on their way to school.
He Zhen deliberately lagged behind for a few steps and said softly, "Wanyue, I heard from the third brother about what happened last night. Are you okay?"
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "Third sister-in-law, look how happy the children are. Their emotions are not affected at all, so I will not be affected either."
"That's good." He Zhen said, "If you need any help, just ask."
After making arrangements at school, Jiang Wanyue went directly to the factory to work.
Now that you have got your tickets to the Canton Fair, the next step is to think about what products you should bring with you.
First of all, canned fish needs to be produced in large quantities. Just one kind of food is still too little. She asked Duan Jing to develop canned meat. Foreigners like to eat beef, so canned beef can be made. The ingredients are a little difficult to buy, but not impossible. Canned soup can also be made. Foreigners like all kinds of canned food, so she made some of them and brought them over as experimental products. Whichever one opens up the market will be sold in the future.
The second is bamboo weaving products. However, since the invited companies are processing plants, not bamboo weaving factories, there is definitely no booth. So we have to find a way to integrate bamboo weaving products into the exhibition to attract the interest of foreign businessmen...
This means she will have to design the booth carefully.
Because I have never participated in foreign exchange conferences of this era, I don’t know the specific situation. I can only rely on my own experience, draw some brightly colored posters, replace the original cabinets and tables with bamboo weaving, and then place bamboo utensils as decorations, as well as tea sets...
After a few days, the design came out.
Jiang Wanyue gave the drawing to Song Deshun and asked him to make it as soon as possible.
Just after she sent out the task, Pei Su, the director of the office, came over and called her: "Director, the commune secretary wants you to come over."
Jiang Wanyue had already guessed what it was about.
As soon as he entered the office, Secretary Qin said in a friendly manner: "Sit down. This is probably the last time we talk. Tomorrow morning, I will go to the county to take up my post."
"Congratulations." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "When I go to the county to do business in the future, I will inevitably have to chat with Secretary Qin. Secretary Qin, please don't think I'm annoying when the time comes."
"I can't even say I welcome you, how can I find it annoying?" He smiled, turned back to the topic, and took out a letter from the drawer, "This is a report written by Song Dahai, the new branch secretary of your brigade, to the commune. He not only wrote to the commune, but also to the county, city, and province. The matter has become a bit serious, so I came to you to inquire about the situation."
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