She strode forward and grabbed Xu Qiang's clothes excitedly, "What did you just say? You actually want to divorce me?"
"I can't live with someone like you anymore," Xu Qiang pushed her away from him and said disgustedly, "I feel sick when I see your face now!"
He had never met Lin Yulan before getting married. His mother had found a matchmaker and asked the matchmaker to find a diligent and capable woman from the village to be his wife.
Soon after the marriage was agreed upon, they got engaged and got married...
Although the two of them had no relationship and no common language, after all, they had lived together for more than ten years. Xu Qiang originally wanted to live a makeshift life, but now he no longer wants to live with Lin Yulan for a day.
"You go pack your things now," he said forcefully. "After the divorce is done tomorrow, you can go back to your parents' home!"
Lin Yulan's complexion changed from surprise to shock. Now it's full of sadness, sitting on the ground and crying, "Woohoo ... you are unpopular things, you force me to die!"
In the 1960s, it was almost impossible to find a divorced couple in a village or town.
No matter how serious the quarrel between the couple is, they will never think about divorce.
Divorce is a very disgraceful thing! Especially for women, once divorced, they will definitely be drowned by the gossips of their parents and relatives and become the laughing stock of the entire village.
Seeing Lin Yulan rolling around, Xu Qiang felt even more disgusted, and said coldly: "Whether you agree or not, I am divorced anyway!"
"Qiangzi, I was wrong. I will never do anything stupid to embarrass you again," Lin Yulan said with sobs, "You can beat or scold me if you want, but just don't divorce me."
"Dad," Xu Damei walked up to her father and asked, "If you and Mom divorce, what will I eat in the future? Who will cook in the family? I must declare in advance that I can't cook."
Lin Yulan seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, "Yes, Qiangzi, Damei needs me. She is still in high school and will go to college in the future. I won't cook for you at home. What do you eat and drink?"
"What a joke! You have money but are you afraid that you won't be able to get food?"
Xu Qiang looked at his daughter, "From now on, your mother is gone, and there is one less mouth in the family. Let's go to the cafeteria to eat every day, and eat enough sauerkraut noodles!"
"Eat the canteen every day? That's great!"
Xu Damei, who was so hungry, licked her lips.
Lin Yulan cried even more miserably when she saw that the daughter she had worked so hard to raise only cared about food and didn't care about herself at all, and that her husband was so ruthless and unjust, "She has no conscience, she is so heartless..."
The neighbors outside heard the heartbreaking cries of the woman in the house and were worried that Xu Qiang would continue beating his wife after returning home. They hurriedly notified the women's director of the street and asked her to come over and help mediate.
After the women's director knocked on the door and entered the house, she learned about the general situation and, adhering to the principle of persuading and not persuading separation, gave some advice to the couple, asking them to live a good life for the sake of their children.
"Brother Qiang," the workers said, "no matter how many things are wrong with my sister-in-law, she has given birth to your child and has lived with you for more than ten years. How can you just divorce her?"
The wives of the workers said: "If you send her back to her parents' home, how will she live there in the future? How will she live the rest of her life?"
Lin Yulan cried again.
"Okay, okay, let's not leave, okay?" Xu Qiang reluctantly compromised.
Seeing what Xu Qiang said, everyone looked satisfied with their success and left together with the women's director.
"If you ask me, it's better to get divorced," Bai Lu said with emotion as she held little Jinbao and breastfed her before going to bed, "I wouldn't continue to live with someone who beat me."
"It's wrong for a strong man to beat his wife, but the main blame for this is his wife. What do you think Lin Yulan did?"
After Su Jianmin finished speaking, Bai Lu sighed, "Yes," and then thought, "But Lin Yulan is quite pitiful. That Xu Qiang is too chauvinistic and doesn't do anything at home."
"The main reason is because he doesn't like his wife. If he marries someone he likes, he might work harder than anyone else." As Su Jianmin spoke, he poured boiling water into the basin and mixed it with half a pot of cold water.
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He touched the temperature of the water and felt that it was okay. He brought the water to his wife and washed her feet as usual. "I am lucky. I married the woman I like and I am happy to wash her feet every day."
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"Fuck you!" Bai Lu smiled and kicked her husband.
Little Jinbao burped as he listened to his parents scattering dog food without restraint.
Bai Lu hurriedly patted her on the back, supported her short arms, and asked her to stand on his lap, "Have you had enough Jin Bao?"
"Ababa..." Milk Baby wanted to say that she was full. She was full after eating dog food...
"My good baby, you will be one year old soon," Bai Lu said lovingly with a smile on her face, "You will take a bath tomorrow on New Year's Eve, and then wait for the first day of the new year. Mom will put you into new bright red clothes. Are you happy?
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Little Jinbao tried hard to kick his soft legs.
Although she wanted to stand firm, she lost strength after a while and could only jump up and down again, like a happy little rabbit with a big smile on her little mouth.
Wow! Finally I have new clothes to wear!
In the past few months, all she had worn were rags pieced together here and there.
The cloth ticket to buy Jinbao clothes was given by the mayor to Su Jianmin. At that time, he decided to make a red jacket for his precious daughter to wear during the New Year. He not only bought fabric, but also cotton, and spent three yuan to find a tailor to make a jacket.
, two yuan to make pants.
Five yuan is definitely a big expense in an era when the average salary is less than thirty yuan.
What's more, there is a shortage of cloth tickets, and many people have not bought new clothes for several years...
"Look how happy my daughter is smiling!" Su Jianmin hugged his youngest daughter, "When Jinbao gets older, daddy will buy you many beautiful clothes and fill a small wardrobe."
Bai Lu smiled and said: "Just pamper her, be careful that your sons will be jealous!"
"How could my son be so narrow-minded? They wouldn't be jealous of their sister."
At this time, in the next room, the four sons of the Su family were discussing what time they should get up tomorrow morning and rush to the supply and marketing cooperative to line up.
Their father is going to the factory tomorrow to inspect the production line, and their mother has to take care of her sister. They can only leave it to them to buy new year's goods.
The boss had tickets and money under his pillow.
He felt as if he was carrying the most precious treasure in the world. He knew that the things were safe and unlikely to be lost, but he still touched them from time to time to make sure that the money and tickets were still under his pillow.
"Let's go at five o'clock, while it's still dark and the rooster hasn't crow yet," the second child suggested, "Be the first in line!"
"Don't forget, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. There will definitely be more people buying New Year's goods than today. You may not be the first in line at five o'clock. I think it should be earlier. How about four o'clock?" Su Xiaosi said.
The boss was in high spirits, "Why don't we all stop sleeping and stay up until three o'clock before going out, and then come back to sleep after buying new year's goods, so that we can sleep more soundly by then!"