Uncle Song’s home.
At this time, the whole family was sitting in the lobby.
Liu Cuihua and Uncle Song sat in the high seats, Song Jin sat in the corner with his hands grabbing his hair on both sides, and Aunt Song stood beside him.
Zhang Caihong stood in the middle with an angry look on her face.
"That's what happened. I caught Song Jin hugging someone."
Today, Zhang Caihong went out to the town to buy things. After she finished shopping, she saw that it was lunchtime, so she went to Song Jin's dormitory to find him.
I didn't expect to see Song Jin hugging someone.
Upon hearing this, Liu Cuihua immediately sneered.
"I thought it was a big deal after all this. What's wrong with them hugging each other? Maybe some woman outside saw that my grandson is so good and came to him. It's not my grandson's fault, right?"
Zhang Caihong's face was grim: "It's not a woman, it's a man."
"That's nothing. What's so strange about young guys playing and hugging each other sometimes?" Liu Cuihua said.
"Just because of such a small matter, you dragged your husband back from work in a fierce manner. Zhang Caihong! How can you be a daughter-in-law?!"
Zhang Caihong sneered: "Fighting and fooling around? It's normal for two men to be intimate in the dormitory when no one is there?"
"Song Jin, do you want me to continue with the details? Are you still not going to admit it to everyone?"
Zhang Caihong stared at him intently.
Song Jin pulled his hair back and forth a few times, his face turning pale under his fine black hair.
"You don't have to say it, I admit it."
"What??!" Uncle Song almost fell off his stool.
Liu Cuihua was also confused, and asked tremblingly: "Grandson, what are you doing?"
Song Jin did not answer them, but looked at Zhang Caihong with a hint of relief in his eyes.
"Zhang Caihong, let's get a divorce."
"Divorce? Why should I divorce? I don't want a divorce!"
Song Jin didn't expect her to have this attitude, "If you don't want a divorce, what do you want?"
"You need to quit your apprenticeship job in the factory, come back to the village to farm and earn work points to support me."
Zhang Caihong said this to him and then looked at the others.
"And we are going to split up. Song Jin and I will live in the east room, and the rest of you will live in the west room. And you will give me food every year."
Song Jin frowned: "I don't agree. We can't divide the family while our parents are still alive, and my brother is only in his teens."
"Bah, what do you mean by 'undivided family as long as the parents are still alive'? Didn't my uncle still separate from your family? And after the separation, you can see how well he lives, and how rosy his face is!"
Zhang Caihong glanced at the whole family, looking confident and confident.
"If you don't agree, then I will tell the whole village and everyone in Song Jin's factory, and let everyone know that Song Jin did something shameful with a man!"
"No, please don't say that!" Uncle Song quickly waved his hand at her.
If people knew about such a shameful thing, they would be criticized for the rest of their lives.
Liu Cuihua didn't dare to yell anymore, and discussed, "The west room is small, how can so many of us live there? Can you two live in the west room, and we can live in the east room?"
"No." Zhang Caihong said firmly.
She was about to say something but was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
"Second Uncle Song's family, hurry up and come out for the meeting! Didn't I tell you to come out later when I notified you earlier? Why haven't you come out yet?"
Li Shengli's voice came from outside the door, and Uncle Song felt as if he had been pardoned.
"Okay, okay, we'll come out right away."
Seeing that he had a good excuse, Uncle Song quickly ran away.
As soon as Song Ruan came back, he found the village was very lively. It turned out that the village chief was organizing everyone to hold a meeting in the drying yard.
She and Yang Bin came back just in time and turned towards the drying yard.
After everyone arrived, the village chief knocked the gong a few times and began to speak.
“Dear villagers, today’s meeting has a very important matter.
That was Comrade Yang Bin from our village, who was fighting against the famine brought about by the locust plague.
They took the lead, worked diligently and dedicatedly, assisted the organizations above them, and made great contributions to the disaster!
The organization awarded Comrade Yang Bin an honorary medal and the title of Model Worker.
Therefore, Comrade Yang Bin has become the pride and glory of our Dongshui Village.
Let us pay tribute to the labor model! "
The old village chief was full of passion, and the young men who had a good relationship with Yang Bin were also excited.
As soon as the village chief finished saying this, they shouted happily.
"Model worker! Model worker!"
The number of people shouting increased from small to large, and their voices gradually grew larger, covering up some other voices.
By the time they realized there was a commotion behind them, someone was already injured.
"Murder!"
"Someone killed someone with a knife!"
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