Chapter 140

The Wang family was in a daze when they walked out of the library.

They had clearly agreed last night to use divorce to scare Wu Xiaoling. She definitely couldn't go to college, otherwise there would be no one to cook and wash clothes at home for several years, wouldn't it be a waste to marry this daughter-in-law?

But, but they had agreed to scare her.

They didn't say they would really divorce.

How could they get divorced?

If they wanted to make trouble, there were several strong men from the armed forces standing there.

Although the Gang of Four had been crushed and the movement had ended. But the traces left by the movement for ten years would not be erased for a while.

Although they thought about it, they didn't dare to really make trouble.

They walked out with the divorce certificate in hand in a daze.

Wang Jianshe had become single for no reason. The Wang family lost their daughter-in-law

for no apparent reason. They still don't understand what happened. How did it become like this?

In the library, Zheng Ai persuaded everyone else to leave and cleared the place.

Only Wu Xiaoling and her parents were left.

"Don't cry." Qiao Wei persuaded Mother Wu.

Mother Wu cried loudly. Her daughter was now a divorced woman, how could she not cry.

"In your heart, you two still want Xiaoling to go to college, right?" Qiao Wei said, "I heard it."

"But you can't have your cake and eat it too. You two have seen that the Wang family is determined to keep Xiaoling. Xiaoling, show your hand to your parents."

Only then did Wu's mother see Wu Xiaoling's hands wrapped in gauze. She couldn't help crying and exclaimed, "What happened?"

Wu Xiaoling lowered her head: "They locked me up to prevent me from going to college. I broke the glass and climbed out. I scratched my hand."

Wu's father said hatefully: "How could they do this! Can't you talk it out nicely?"

Qiao Wei sneered: "The slave I raised is running away and doesn't want to work for me anymore. If I were in your shoes, I would have to lock up this slave too."

Wu Xiaoling was silent.

Father Wu was silent.

Mother Wu sobbed.

"I know that people are used to treating divorce as a big deal." Qiao Wei leaned back against the big table, folding her arms, "Is it really that serious?"

Mother Wu didn't dare to face this powerful woman. It was she who had just led Wu Xiaoling to divorce with a swift decision.

"Auntie, don't cry. Just think about it. The Wang family didn't let Xiaoling go to college. Besides the fact that she couldn't take care of housework and have children for a few years, what else did she have to do?" Mother

Wu stopped sobbing and raised her head.

Wu Xiaoling said, "They said that if I went to college, I would no longer be able to live a stable life with Wang Jianshe."

Qiao Wei sneered and said, "Look, the Wang family knows it well. Xiaoling went to college, and when she graduated, she would be a college student. The school would assign her a better job, with a higher salary and better treatment. In the future, her professional title and salary would be increased faster than others. The whole Wang family knew that by that time, Wang Jianshe would not be worthy of Xiaoling."

Both Wu's mother and father looked at her.

People at that time could not get rid of the contemporary view of marriage. If a woman did not have a man who wanted her, her parents would feel like the sky had fallen.

There was no such thing as the idea of ​​not getting married and being alone. Even if there was, it was a very small minority.

The mainstream orthodox idea was to enter into marriage.

So Qiao Wei could only appease Wu's parents according to the mainstream thinking.

She couldn't bear to see them looking so sad, as if Wu Xiaoling had died.

She was just divorced.

"Don't worry, give Xiaoling some time, let her finish college."

"When she has a degree, a good job, and a high salary, you will see that many men and their parents will dislike Xiaoling for being divorced? Or will they line up to go on a blind date with Xiaoling?"

"People are the most realistic."

In the evening, Yan Lei asked about Wu Xiaoling. After all, a living person suddenly moved into the house yesterday, and he also wanted to know the follow-up.

Qiao Wei told him what happened during the day.

Teacher Yan's face was a little subtle.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Wei held Fu Fu in her arms and asked him.

Fufu is five years old now.

But Fufu doesn't have the conditions that Yanxiang had back then, to be able to stick with her mother every day.

When Fufu was four years old, the four of them helped to turn the tables and began to straighten things out. Qiao Wei stopped being a shrew and actively devoted herself to work and became busy. Fufu still spends most of her time with her aunt, who takes care of her. The mother and daughter can only spend time together when they get home from work in the evening.

Teacher Yan said, "You just... got divorced?"

"What else?" Qiao Wei said, "They locked her up. She is a person, she has her own will, she is not the meat bought from the market by the Wang family, she is a living person." Yan

Lei said, "If you can avoid divorce, then don't." Qiao Wei

glanced at him and said, "A low-quality marriage is not as good as a high-quality single life."

"Besides, if Xiao Wu still wants to get married, she will graduate from college and improve herself. She will definitely find a better husband than her ex-husband."

Even for her salary and future, there will be many men willing to marry her.

In fact, men are so realistic.

There was no such thing as money worship at that time, but in fact, whether there was such a thing as money worship, men were like this from beginning to end. Don't

be fooled by those men who often put the hat of worshipping money on women's heads. In fact, they are more realistic than anyone else. Those men who only talk to you about love and not about bread know deeply that they can't afford bread, so they want to use love to trick you and trap you.

When you are wholeheartedly running towards love, he is calculating whether you, a laborer, can earn him half a bread.

Yan Lei was a little absent-minded.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Qiao Wei went to tell stories to Fu Fu. This is also the most intimate moment of the mother and daughter every day.

When Qiao Wei returned to her bedroom, Yan Lei was still awake and waiting for her.

By this time, the times had progressed, and the three turns and one ring replaced the thirty-six legs of the past. People's living standards had improved a lot.

There were sofas and dressing tables at home.

Qiao Wei sat on the dressing table and combed her hair, looking at him in the mirror: "What are you holding back? I have something to say."

Yan Lei coughed and asked, "Why don't you take the exam?"

He hurriedly added, "If you pass the exam, I will definitely support you to go to school."

Qiao Wei chuckled and turned around: "My good man, you must have been holding it back for a long time, right?"

This must have been on his mind since the country announced the resumption of the college entrance examination.

He asked only after the admission notice was issued.

Qiao Wei lifted the quilt and crawled into the quilt.

"There are only two purposes for going to school."

"One is to gain knowledge."

"The other is to get a degree as a stepping stone to a job."

"I don't need either of these."

After turning off the lights, both of them lay down.

After a while, Yan Lei stood up and asked, "Qiao Wei, what is college like?"

Qiao Wei thought for a while: "The teaching building is full of classrooms. We have classes during the day and can also use them for self-study at night."

"I don't know how many people are in each dormitory building. At night, when the lights are turned off, we chat in the dark and dare to talk about anything."

"The library is a place for learning. If there are many people, you have to rush to grab a seat first."

"There's no need to talk about the cafeteria, right?"

Yan Lei suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

Qiao Wei giggled.

Yan Lei sighed, "You really are..."

Qiao Wei admitted, "Yeah."

As Yan Lei grew older, his status and horizons grew, he gradually broke through the filter of "high school students" that he had when he was young.

But at the same time, he also understood more and more that Qiao Wei's horizons and knowledge level were definitely not something that a high school student could achieve.

She really was someone who had attended college.

She was a college student.

Yan Lei was filled with passion.

No less than before. At

this age, he and Qiao Wei knew how to let go.

Like fish and water, they play with each other and blend in.

Yan Xiang had been gone for three years, and at first he wrote to his family every month.

Now it's obviously less.

Qiao Wei told Yan Lei, "He hasn't written to me for half a year."

Qiao Wei sighed.

She understood this situation. The earlier a child leaves, the less common language he or she has with his or her parents.

Yan Lei also understood. He left home at the age of fourteen, just two years older than Yan Xiang.

After leaving home, the outside world was vast.

He saw things he had never seen before and understood things he didn't understand before.

Looking back, he found that his parents were still working in the fields. You talk to them, but they don't understand.

He often doesn't go home for years.

He would only take the initiative to write to his family when something big happened, such as the birth of Yan Fu.

Otherwise, it was his family that wrote to him one by one.

Basically, they were complaining or asking for money.

Of course, he and Qiao Wei would not be like this.

But Yan Xiang's situation was special.

He entered the adult world directly, working with many adults who were several times older than him.

"Will he be lonely?" Qiao Wei seemed to be talking to herself, and quickly denied herself, "No, he will be very happy."

That is the world that belongs to him. Because of the special setting of the world, those people may not be able to catch up with him in terms of IQ, but they are also geniuses in reality.

There, someone can understand what he says. His happiness can be shared by someone.

When he was in the library before, he calculated a complex formula, raised his head with joy, and wanted to talk to someone.

But although everyone liked him so much and took care of him, no one could understand why that formula made him so happy.

He couldn't find anyone to share with.

It was still a bit disappointing.

Looking at it this way, Qiao Wei now feels that in the original text, Yan Xiang became a taciturn teenager, and maybe it wasn’t all Lin Xixi’s fault.

Lin Xixi only has primary school education, how could she understand all those things of Yan Xiang.

Yan Xiang couldn’t find the group he should belong to, and he would become silent after a long time.

“I’ve actually always wondered…” Qiao Wei said, “How do you think a child like Xiang Xiang looks at ordinary people like us?”

“Would he look at monkeys like a human? He lives alone with a large group of monkeys?”

Yan Lei: “…”

“Bah, I’m not a monkey.” Qiao Wei, “I’m his mother.”

Yan Lei thought about it, Yan Xiang has always recognized his father’s authority since he was a child.

“Me neither,” he said happily.

Fu Fu is even less like that. Fu Fu is Yan Xiang's favorite, and he has been showing her off everywhere since she was a child.

The couple suddenly thought of the army at the same time.

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