Chapter 303 Ling Jiale is crying and wants to go home
Chapter 303 Ling Jiale is crying and wants to go home
Compared with the joyful and lively scene in the courtyard, the Li family's side was deserted and miserable.
Due to the power outage, the entire Li family was dark. Only the dining table in the main room was lit with a candle as thick as a thumb, and the candle flame was as light as a bean sprout, which could barely illuminate a small area.
Li Li, Li Dajun and Ling Jiale, the three of them sat around the wooden table, eating tasteless green vegetable noodles. The dish was fried shredded radish that was not eaten at noon.
This made Ling Jiale, who was used to living a good life in the city, very uncomfortable and kept clamoring to go home.
"Mom, I don't want to live here, I want to go home!"
Li Li looked at her son angrily, "What are you talking about? From now on we will live with grandpa."
He couldn't bear to stay here for even one night, and he wanted to stay here forever. Ling Jiale was not willing to do anything, so he immediately threw away his chopsticks and sat on the floor, crying and fussing.
"I want to go home, I want to go home, wow wow..."
The Li family was a mud house, and the floor was dirty, wet, and cold. Worried that his grandson would catch a cold or fall ill, Li Dajun quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and bent down to pull his grandson up.
Unexpectedly, Ling Jiale was so arrogant that he kicked Li Dajun in the face.
"Ouch!"
Seeing Li Dajun staggering and falling backward, Li Li quickly helped him and asked, "Dad, are you okay?"
Li Dajun shook his head, "No, it's okay, I just didn't stand firm."
Seeing the eye-catching footprints on Li Dajun's face, Li Li was also annoyed. She pulled her son up from the ground and slapped him twice on the buttocks.
"Wow wow wow!!!"
The howling sound was like a slaughtering pig, which almost brought down the roof of Li's house.
Seeing that his grandson was being beaten, Li Dajun hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Li, please don't beat me. I'm fine."
Seeing her son crying so hard, Li Li felt very sad, but Li Dajun was her biological father. If her son dared to kick her grandpa today, wouldn't he dare to attack her tomorrow?
If you can't do it without discipline, Li Li pointed at her son angrily, "Don't cry anymore. If you cry again, I'll throw you outside and let the thief pick you up!"
"Wow wow wow..."
Ling Jiale was used to being overbearing since he was a child, and he couldn't listen to Li Li's discipline at all, so he howled at the top of his lungs.
"Jia Le, don't cry. Grandpa will take you to buy peanut candies tomorrow..."
Li Dajun thought he could coax his grandson by buying sweets, but Ling Jiale didn't appreciate it at all. He kept waving his two chubby hands, hitting Li Dajun like two small hammers.
.
Even though Li Dajun was strong, he couldn't bear it and retreated.
Li Li was so angry that she picked up her chopsticks and put them in Ling Jiale's hand to say hello.
The slender bamboo chopsticks stung the back of his hand, causing Ling Jiale to rush towards Li Li like an enraged calf.
Li Li was unprepared and was knocked to the ground along with herself and the stool.
"Ah, my waist..."
Hearing Li Li's cry of pain, Li Dajun quickly stepped forward to help her, "Li, what's wrong with you?"
Li Li's face turned pale in pain, and she gasped: "Dad, I hit my waist..."
Li Dajun immediately became anxious upon hearing this, "Can you still get up?"
Li Li quickly waved her hand, "No, I can't move..."
Seeing that he had gotten into trouble, Ling Jiale backed away in fear, then turned around and ran away.
After Li Dajun helped Li Li to the bed and settled down, he found that his grandson was not there as soon as he went out.
"Jia Le! Jiale! Li, Jiale ran out!"
On one side was his daughter who was lying on the bed unable to move, and on the other was his grandson who ran out alone at night. Li Dajun didn't know which side to take care of for a moment.
When she heard that her son had run away, Li Li became anxious and struggled to sit up from the bed, "Dad, go and find Jia Le quickly!"
Li Dajun looked at her worriedly, "What about you?"
"I'm fine, I just twisted it. I'll go to the health center tomorrow and apply some ointment and I'll be fine."
Hearing this, Li Dajun turned around and ran out to find his grandson.
Ling Jiale did not run far. It was too dark and every household in the village kept dogs. Looking for the sound of barking dogs, Li Dajun easily found Ling Jiale.
Seeing Li Dajun bringing her son back, Li Li's anxious heart suddenly dropped.
"Jia Le, come here."
Seeing that her son was unmoved and even stepped back in fear, Li Li felt extremely uncomfortable.
In the past, her son listened to her the most. As soon as she opened her mouth and shouted, her son would definitely come running over.
"Jia Le, be good, mother won't hit you anymore."
After hearing this, Ling Jiale reluctantly walked to the bed.
Li Li reached out and pulled her son into her arms, "Silly son, why are you running out at night? It's dark and cold outside. Do you want to freeze to death outside?"
"I want to go home, I want to go home, I don't want to live in the country, I want to go home..."
Ling Jiale cried till he had runny nose and tears, and kept yelling.
Li Li was so uncomfortable that she burst into tears, "Your father doesn't want you anymore. We can only live here in the future. This is our home..."
After hearing Li Li's words, Ling Jiale cried even harder.
The countryside is cold and poor, and there is nothing good to eat or do. He doesn't want to live in the countryside all the time, woo woo woo...
Looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other and crying, Li Dajun felt sad in his heart and couldn't help but burst into tears.
What kind of evil has he done? His son has become a prisoner, his wife has passed away, and his daughter is now divorced. How will he live with his family in the future?
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The next day was Saturday, Yun Mo and Zeng Fang made an appointment to go shopping, while Ling Chuan and Ling Jiang were busy with business matters.
After going out, Yun Mo and Zeng Fang went to the private room in the tea house that they had booked in advance, changed into an outfit that would not be recognized by others, and then took a taxi to the old street.
Arriving at Wang Ba Po's house, Yun Mo put the money she had agreed to before on the incense table.
The old god is still there on the bastard's face, but her old eyes can't stop shining.
Now that the government is vigorously cracking down on feudal superstition, her life is becoming increasingly difficult. With this income and some of her previous savings, there should be no problem in enjoying her old age.
Thinking about it, the bastard couldn't help but feel good and said auspicious words to Yun Mo, "The Queen Mother has received your heart, and she will definitely bless you with a happy marriage, a couple of children, and lots of wealth and prosperity."
Yun Mo did not take the other party's words to heart, responded politely, and then left with Zeng Fang.
Coming out of the bastard's house, Zeng Fang held Yun Mo's arm and chatted quietly.
"Momo, did your eldest brother and sister-in-law really divorce you like that?"
"Well, the procedures were completed yesterday afternoon."
After saying that, Yun Mo turned her head and glanced at the other party, revealing her eyes with a smile on her scarf, "Didn't Aunt Yao tell you?"
"My mother? How could she know this?"
"Yesterday, I was afraid I wouldn't have enough time, so I asked Aunt Yao for help. I asked an acquaintance at the Civil Affairs Bureau to help open a back door."
Zeng Fang suddenly realized, "She didn't say anything, so she probably thought it had nothing to do with me."