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Chapter 137
As soon as these words fell, Liang's mother suddenly looked up, her eyes moist, "What did you say?"
Jiang Meishu spoke slowly, "I'm saying, get a divorce."
"If we can't live like this, then let's not live like this!!"
She came from the later generations and never thought that divorce was a shameful thing. But Liang's mother was different. She received a traditional education and feudal ideas, and she felt that divorce would be looked down upon.
Children will also be backstabbed.
This is also the reason why she has not divorced despite living like this for so many years.
Hearing Jiang Meishu's words, Liang's mother murmured, "If I get divorced, not only will I be criticized, but even Qiu Run and the others won't be able to hold their heads up in front of their relatives and friends."
She is almost sixty years old. How can a sixty-year-old woman get divorced?
Jiang Meishu held her hand and whispered, "What if you don't care about external things? What if you don't care about your reputation? Mom, do you want a divorce?"
Liang's mother's eyes were filled with tears. "I do."
"but."
"No buts." Jiang Meishu looked into her eyes. "Mom, you can get a divorce if you want."
She thought Liang's mother would agree after she said that, but she never expected that she would actually say, "I not only want a divorce, I also want to lose my husband."
Jiang Meishu, "..."
Is her mother-in-law really not an ordinary person?
Take the thought of losing one's husband, for example. How many people dare to think about it? Even Jiang Meishu herself doesn't dare to think about it. After all, she came from a society ruled by law.
Jiang Meishu swallowed, "Why so sad?"
Liang's mother's tears had stopped, replaced by a cold tone, "Is there any way to make him die quietly?"
This really touched upon Jiang Meishu's blind spot in knowledge. She had never learned how to kill in her two lifetimes.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Liang's mother thought she disagreed, so she told the truth, "I have been married to him for forty years, and I have lived in this house for forty years. I gave birth to four children for the Liang family. I won't hide it from you. That beast has a child outside, and he also wants a divorce. After the divorce, he wants to take this house and give it to his little son whom he has never met."
"Xiao Jiang." Liang's mother no longer had the weakness she had before. Even though her voice was hoarse, she continued to speak, as if she wanted to express all the resentment and sadness in her heart, as well as the results she wanted to achieve.
"I can tell you the truth, there's no way I'm going to give him this house." When she married into the Liang family, they were already on the decline, and she used her dowry to support the whole family. This house was the only thing left of the Liang family, and it was also her home.
There was no way she could move away.
It's impossible to give this house to that beast.
Even though the house itself was a beast, the money she had spent on that beast over the years was enough to buy several houses.
Jiang Meishu was not surprised that Liang's mother did not want to give up the house. After all, even if the couple divorced in their previous life, they would have fought over the house.
Jiang Meishu asked her, "The reason you want to lose your husband is because you want to keep the house?"
"right."
"This is my home and I won't allow anyone to destroy it."
Jiang Meishu said, "It should be possible without losing your husband, but I need to discuss the specific steps with Qiu Run."
"Do you have a solution?" Liang's mother's eyes lit up and she asked her in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Meishu shook her head and nodded, "Yes, there is, but the premise is to see how Liang Qiurun handles him."
This "he" naturally refers to Liangfu.
In Maoer Hutong, Liang's father was on the verge of a rage. He had even forgotten his fear. His arms were bare. He was almost sixty years old, but his elegant face still showed a bit of romance.
He shouted sternly, "Liang Qiurun, I am your father. What do you want to do to your father? I advise you to let me go as soon as possible. I can still recognize you as my son."
Liang Qiurun stood at the door, his back to the light, his gentle face hidden in the shadow of the light, flickering, and he turned a deaf ear to his father's words.
He simply stepped over the high threshold, walked step by step to Liang's father, and looked down at him.
This was the first time Liang Qiurun looked down upon Liang's father.
That was the person he needed to look up to as a child, and the person he longed for most.
But Liang's father never looked back at him.
Or rather, Father Liang had never looked back at any of his four sons. Not even the most outstanding Liang Qiurun would let him look back.
Liang's father was so annoyed by his scrutinizing gaze that he tried to raise his hands to wave, but forgot that his arms were still tied with ropes. Because he couldn't move, he became more like an angry old lion, trying to show his presence.
"What are you looking at?" He said fiercely, "Why don't you let me go?!"
Liang Qiurun looked at him, who looked strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He didn't understand why he had admired and looked up to such a rubbish man when he was a child.
He withdrew his gaze, moved a stool, and sat in front of Liang's father, after having admired his humiliation and impotent rage.
He then said coldly, "No."
"What did you say?" Liang's father roared. "Have you ever seen a son tie up his father?"
"Liang Qiurun, I order you to let me go!!!"
Liang Qiurun raised his eyes and looked at the angry Liang father. He repeated, "Don't let go."
He moved the stool and took another step closer to Liang's father, reducing the distance from one meter to fifty centimeters. He looked at him, examining him closely.
He doesn't understand.
"Why would you do such a harsh thing to your first wife?"
Liang Qiurun didn't understand. Even at the age of five, he knew how hard it was for his mother to support the family alone. In his memory, his father was never at home.
He was sick, the lights in the house were broken, and the family had no food or daily necessities. The children in the family grew up, went to school, fought, got married and had children, and looked for jobs.
All of this has nothing to do with Liang Fu.
Facing his son's question, Liang's father snorted coldly, "Do you need a reason to beat someone up?"
"Your mother deserves a beating. I asked her to give me money, but she refused. Do you think she deserves a beating?"
When Liang's father was young, he was full of tricks and had a bad temper. That was when he beat Liang's mother. But Liang Qiurun was young at that time and he didn't remember it.
After hearing this, Liang Qiurun clenched his fists. He stepped forward and punched Liang's father in the face with a loud bang.
Liang's father was knocked back several steps and blood flowed from his nose when he lowered his head.
Widow Xue, who was standing next to him, screamed in fear. Liang's father, suppressing the pain, wiped the blood from his nose, which had already flowed down his arm. He angrily asked, "What are you doing?"
Liang Qiurun, "Beat you."
"you!"
Liang's father was furious and accused him, "You are unfilial."
Liang Qiurun said expressionlessly, "I learned it from you."
Liang's father was speechless. His nose and jaw hurt terribly, and his whole head felt like it was buzzing, but he was more worried about something else.
"What are you going to do to let me out?"
Liang Qiurun stood up and looked at his wrist, "You can't get out."
Did he say all these things in vain?
He heard footsteps outside, and immediately he looked back, and sure enough, he saw Secretary Chen coming in with a large group of people.
Liang's father also noticed something was wrong. He listened attentively for a while, and then his eyes were bloodshot. "You reported me?"
"Liang Qiurun, you reported your father? Don't forget, I'm your father!"
Liang Qiurun said coldly, "I hope you are not."
He wished countless times that he was Uncle Lin's son, but he was not.
"you--"
When Liang's father saw his cold-blooded son, he immediately laughed in anger, "Okay, okay, I used to doubt that you weren't my offspring, but now I see that you must be my offspring. Only the bloodline of my Liang family can give birth to someone as cold-blooded as you."
"You can even report your own father. What else can't you do?"
"Kill you." Liang Qiurun approached him. His usually gentle face was now filled with gloom, like a jade-faced demon, his eyes icy cold. "If killing is not against the law, do you think you can still live?"
It wasn't just his mother who wanted to kill him.
Same with him.
But killing is against the law, and it is not worth sacrificing the rest of your life for such a person.
Father Liang had never thought that he could actually say such outrageous words. His eyes immediately turned red with anger, "How dare you!?"
Liang Qiurun didn't answer him, but walked to the door and prepared to open it. Before he could move, Widow Xue pounced on him. She was also tied up, but her hands could still move slightly. She hugged Liang Qiurun's legs and cried bitterly, "Director Liang, I have no choice."
"Please give me a chance to live, considering that I still have your brother in my belly."
If those people from outside came in, not only Liang's father, but also she herself would not be able to survive.
These days, there are strict crackdowns on the misconduct of men and women. She is a widow and she is cheating on her husband. If the Women's Federation, the Trade Union and the militia knew about this, it would be very dangerous.
She was afraid she would have to go down to the farm.
Liang Qiurun hated being touched by others. The moment Widow Xue hugged him, he kicked her away and said, "Get out of the way."
The voice was cold.
Not all men are like his father, who would start to show sympathy and tenderness to a woman in distress when he sees her.
Widow Xue was caught off guard and kicked out, immediately crying out in pain. Liang's father, who was standing next to her, felt sorry for her because she was pregnant with his child. He immediately rolled over and supported her with his shoulders. He turned around and accused Liang Qiurun, "She's your stepmother, and she's pregnant with your brother. Are you planning to harm your brother?"
Liang Qiurun had never thought that the word "stepmother" was so vicious.
Mingming had asked Liang Rui to call Jiang Jiang "little mother" before, and he did it quite well, but when he got here, he just felt physically nauseous.
It's disgusting.
He ignored them and opened the door. A crowd of people appeared, including Secretary Chen, members of the Women's Federation, members of the labor union, and militiamen wearing red armbands.
At this moment, everyone's eyes immediately turned towards the house.
Or rather, he was looking at Liang's father, who was shirtless, and Widow Xue, who was only wearing a red bellyband, revealing her snow-white skin.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Liang's father hadn't expected his son to be so ruthless. He opened the door without hesitation. The glaring sunlight and shocked eyes almost stripped him clean. Of course, he was clean to begin with.
"go out."
Father Liang roared subconsciously, "Get out!"
He did not forget to stand in front of the screaming Widow Xue.
Liang Qiurun ignored her and opened the door wide, "Come in, there are people having affairs here."
When Father Liang heard this, he immediately stopped caring about Widow Xue. He turned around and looked at Liang Qiurun with a shocked and hysterical look. "Liang Qiurun, are you trying to harm me?"
Liang Qiurun said calmly, "I am killing my own relatives for the greater good."
"Director Lao," he shouted to the director of the Women's Federation, "This is my father. This is the widow my father had an affair with. They've been together for six months, and this widow is currently pregnant with my father's child."
As soon as these words fell, the surroundings instantly became quiet, or rather, dead silent.
No one expected that Liang Qiurun would speak so bluntly in front of so many people.
Or maybe he doesn't need to say it, everyone can see it.
The Women's Federation's director's face twisted immediately. "Director Liang, this, this, this is promiscuous. If we really investigate thoroughly, these two will be sent to the farm."
Liang Qiurun hummed, "Follow the rules."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang's father rushed up. Although he was already sixty years old, he had lived a good life these days and was fat and tall. "Liang Qiurun, are you really going to kill your father?"
Liang Qiurun sneered, "Didn't you kill my mother first?"
"Mr. Liang, you may have forgotten that my mother's child has grown up."
He is no longer the weak boy he used to be.
He is no longer the indecisive person he used to be.
This time he will help his mother and get rid of this trouble once and for all.
If Liang's mother were here and heard Liang Qiurun's words, she would definitely be moved and comforted. All the hardships and grievances she had endured while raising her children, many years later, her children could understand her and stand by her side to protect her.
All her hard work in the Liang family over the years was not in vain.
When Mr. Liang heard Liang Qiurun's question, he couldn't say a word.
Liang Qiurun didn't intend to waste time talking to him. He walked directly to the militia captain and said, "Captain Xu, you can take this man away."
When Liang's father heard this, he immediately struggled, "Liang Qiurun, you can't do this to me, you can't do this to me, I'm your father."
"I'm your father."
Liang Qiurun turned a deaf ear and said, "And this Widow Xue, can you spare ten minutes?"
Captain Xu nodded and escorted Liang's father out. Liang's father began to beg for mercy, "Qiu Run, I am your father, I am your father, please save me, save me."
If he was really taken away by the militia, he would never have any hope of coming back in this life.
Liang Qiurun looked at him and said word by word, "You are not."
He never considered Liang's father as his own father.
After Liang's father was taken away, even through the door, one could still hear the pleading and cursing outside. He was in such a miserable state.
There was no sign at all of the aggressive and violent look he showed in front of Liang's mother last night.
Widow Xue was even more frightened after hearing this. She was wearing a pink bellyband, revealing a large area of her snow-white skin. She burst into tears, "Director Liang, I was forced to do this. I really was forced to do this. If I didn't follow your father, he would beat me."
She revealed her snow-white back, all marked with the marks left by Liang's father.
"Director Liang, please let me go." Widow Xue raised her head, tears streaming down her fair face, full of pity. "As long as you let me go, I'll do anything you ask me to do!"
She became a widow at the age of twenty-one and is only twenty-nine now, which is the best age. She is like a blooming flower, gorgeous with a hint of mature charm.
That is not something a young girl can compare to.
It was precisely because of her pitiful and charming appearance that Liang's father was bewitched and had a child with her. You know, although Liang's father had been naughty in the past, he had never left any offspring outside.
Widow Xue was the first.
Liang Qiurun looked at her expressionlessly, then reached behind him and said, "Give it to me."
Standing behind him was Secretary Chen, who understood immediately and handed the medicine to him. "I bought it at the pharmacy."
He lowered his head.
Liang Qiurun took the medicine bowl and just took a step forward when Secretary Chen came after him, "Leader, how about letting me do it?"
After all, it is a life.
He didn't want his leader to have blood on his hands.
Liang Qiurun didn't even turn his head, and said in a cold tone, "I'll do it."
He is here to undo the evil debt his father created!
After hearing what he said, Secretary Chen immediately stepped back and made room. Seeing Liang Qiurun approaching her, Widow Xue kept backing away, rubbing her feet against the ground, clutching her stomach, and saying, "No."
"Director Liang, I beg you not to."
"This is the blood of your father and I. I am your father's son and your younger brother."
"He's your biological brother, Director Liang. I beg you to leave him in my memory."
This was her bargaining chip to marry Liang's father. She had been with Liang's father for so long and only then did she get pregnant. Without this bargaining chip, she would not be able to marry Liang's father.
She knew the Liang family's courtyard house, and she also knew the mistress there. The mistress there was already old and faded.
He should have given way long ago and let the young and fresh girl in.
However, her face revealed everything. Liang Qiurun approached her step by step, pinched her chin, and poured a bowl of abortion pills into her mouth.
Widow Xue kept vomiting.
But it doesn't matter. Secretary Chen originally asked for three times the dose. Even though he is not a member of the Liang family, he knows that the child in Widow Xue's belly must not be born.
Widow Xue wanted to vomit, but her jaw and throat were pinched, and the bitter medicine went down her throat and into her stomach.
She could feel it, her child.
Her children were crying out for help.
Widow Xue's nose was full of snot and tears, and she kept spitting out and begging for mercy, "Director Liang, I will take the children and run away. I won't bother you, really. The children won't snatch things from you. Really, please, spare us."
When Liang Qiurun saw the red marks on his mother's neck and when he was carrying his mother to the hospital for emergency treatment, his heart had already turned cold like an ice spike in December, hard, sharp and pointed.
It is so sharp that it seems to want to take someone's life.
He seemed not to hear Widow Xue's pleas for mercy, and just calmly and forcefully drank the bowl of abortion pills.
Then he threw the bowl away.
With a bang.
The porcelain bowl was shattered into pieces, just like Liang Qiurun and the marriage between Liang's mother and father, which was completely shattered.
Liang Qiurun let go of his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."
This was said to Secretary Chen. From beginning to end, he did not go to see Widow Xue. Widow Xue fell to the ground and vomited, trying to vomit, but she couldn't.
Secretary Chen looked back at her, then followed Liang Qiurun closely.
Liang Qiurun did not leave after coming out, but stood there. He stood under the eaves, looking at the gloomy sky. It seemed like it was going to rain heavily, and the whole sky was covered with dark clouds.
Maoer Hutong is very similar to Qudeng Hutong, with cluttered objects everywhere, making it impossible to touch anything.
Liang's father, who had been shouting arrogantly in the house, was now kicked to the ground where the coal pile had been, his naked body covered in black coal dust.
In a miserable state.
Obviously, during the time Liang Qiurun was away, Liang's father had already experienced the power of the militia. He was in great pain all over, but he could not care about himself. Instead, he shouted at Liang Qiurun, "Rebellious son, what have you done?"
"What did you do to your stepmother?"
"What did you do to my son?"
That unborn child was just a tadpole, or a pool of blood.
But in the words of Liang's father, he is a very real and precious son.
Liang Qiurun stood on the steps, bean-sized raindrops hitting his solemn face, like a jade-faced demon. He smiled slightly, "You don't have any bastards anymore."
There shouldn't be a bastard in his mother's marriage.
When Liang's father heard this, his eyes suddenly split open. "Liang Qiurun, you are not a human being. How could you attack your own brother?"
He cursed, trying to put all the vicious words in his life on Liang Qiurun.
Liang Qiurun closed his eyes, and the raindrops wet his eyelashes. When he opened his eyes, he walked towards Captain Yu of the militia and handed him a pack of cigarettes in front of Liang's father.
"Captain Yu, a man and a woman have an affair and even have a bastard. Isn't this a heavy punishment?"
Captain Yu took the cigarette and stood under the eaves to avoid the rain. "Yes, their situation is extremely serious."
Liang Qiurun hummed and said nonchalantly, "I remember the illegal coal mines in Shaanxi Province seemed to be short of workers?"
Captain Yu was originally lighting a cigarette, but when he heard this, his hand trembled and he almost dropped the cigarette. He said shakily, "Yes."
"Then send it to the black coal mine."
Liang Qiurun spoke calmly, as if he was saying the weather was beautiful today. "This comrade surnamed Liang has lived a life of luxury and comfort. He has a lot of strength, making him particularly suitable for working in illegal coal mines."
There is no return.
Captain Yu broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Yes."
Liang Qiurun hummed politely, "Then I'll trouble you, Captain Yu. Please make sure to send him to the black coal mine."
When Liang's father heard this, he immediately started cursing.
Liang Qiurun didn't care at all. After he made all the arrangements, he turned around and left Maoer Hutong.
Sitting in the car without saying a word.
It was raining heavily outside and the sky seemed to be dark. He was completely hidden in the shadows, like an inkstone that had been wet, with black ink oozing from his entire body.
Secretary Chen hesitated for a long time before he interrupted him, "Leader, where are we going now?"
"Civil Affairs Office."
Secretary Chen exclaimed.
Liang Qiurun didn't explain anything, but when he returned to the hospital again, he was holding a divorce certificate in his hand.
I don’t know how Liang Qiurun did it.
Liang's father and mother were not present, but he had the divorce certificate in his hands. However, Secretary Chen later observed carefully and discovered that his leader was carrying his parents' marriage certificate and household registration documents.
With the certificates issued by the militia and the Women's Federation, Liang Qiurun's trip to the Civil Affairs Office went exceptionally smoothly.
When Liang Qiurun saw Liang's mother again, her face no longer had the jade-faced demon look it had before, and she was just as gentle as before.
He strolled to the ward. The rain wet his hair and water droplets flowed down his trouser legs. He looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't care.
Liang Qiurun stopped in front of the bed, paused, and took out a well-protected divorce certificate from his arms and handed it to her. His voice was hoarse, "Mom, congratulations, you're divorced."
No—she lost her husband.
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