“I’m young and ignorant,” Chu Yu smiled lightly, “but you’re old and ignorant too, that’s unacceptable.”
Dai Qinxue almost couldn't keep up her smiling mask.
Xu Yiyi stood protectively in front of Dai Qinxue, saying, "How could you say that about my mother? It was Uncle Zhou who chose my mother. If you want to blame someone, blame your mother for not being good enough. An excellent woman should strive to become excellent and become someone worthy of Uncle Zhou."
Chu Yu acknowledged that Shu Hui was foolish, but as for saying she wasn't good enough, Chu Yu wanted to ask, how could a rural woman who farmed ten acres of land, managed household chores, cooked, and cared for the elderly become good enough?
In 1983, society offered women too few opportunities. If the roles were reversed, and Zhou Jian'an did Shu Hui's work while Shu Hui went to study in Beijing, would Zhou Jian'an still have the energy to become more outstanding with the same amount of work?
"Excellent? If your excellence means breaking up other people's families, then my mom is really not as excellent as your mom!"
“You…” Xu Yiyi’s eyes reddened with anger.
Chu Yu didn't want to waste words with her. If Dai Qinxue were considerate of others, she wouldn't have become a mistress and forced Zhou Jian'an to divorce.
"Dad, you wrote the IOU, give me a straight answer! Are you going to pay me or not?"
Perhaps it was because Dai Donglin's jeep was too conspicuous that everyone in the village knew that Chu Yu had returned. They gathered around the Zhou family's door to watch the excitement, whispering and pointing amongst themselves.
Zhou Jian'an is a man who cares about his reputation. Divorce is enough to make him lose face, so how could he tolerate this?
But Chu Yu went even further, shouting at the crowd outside:
"Dear uncles, aunts, grandpas and grandmas, I have lived in Zhoujia Village for eighteen years. You have all watched me grow up. Although my mother divorced Zhou Jian'an and kicked us out of Zhoujia Village, I still consider myself half a person of Zhoujia Village. I wonder if you uncles, aunts, grandpas and grandmas still recognize me as a young man?"
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