Chapter 2 Pain and happiness
As soon as Xiao Weidong finished speaking, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the gate of the courtyard.

"Zhihuan, Dongzi, no...not good! Your mother and Wang Chunmei are fighting!"

Shen Zhihuan turned over in a hurry and got out of bed, put on the old-fashioned cloth shoes with white bottom and black surface placed beside the bed, and hurried out of the room.

"You... your mother took... a butcher's knife to find Wang Chunmei and her husband, and they are already fighting!" Aunt Wang, who was sweating profusely from running, pointed anxiously in the direction of Su Changhe and Wang Chunmei's house.

Butcher knife...

Shen Zhihuan was shocked.

Is it so rigid?
Shen Zhihuan trotted along with the panting Aunt Wang.

In the courtyard, Li Qiuhua, who was supported by the neighbor's fat aunt, had loose hair, several scratches on his face, and his clothes were wrinkled, and the neckline could still be seen with traces of pulling.

"Mother, you..."

"Zhihuan, you... scared my mother to death! What are you going to do? How can my mother and your little brother live?" Seeing Shen Zhihuan waking up, Li Qiuhua pulled him to his side with eyes, crying and crying He punched Shen Zhihuan a few times.

This unsatisfactory thing is going to die for a man, isn't it gouging her heart?
"Mother, I just got angry for a while, and I won't in the future." Shen Zhihuan endured the pain and hurriedly promised.

Huan's mother has congenital heart disease and was not suitable for childbearing, but in order to leave a queen for the man she loves...

Huan's mother, who hastily spent her whole life directly on the obstetrics and gynecology bed, would never have dreamed that the daughter she had exhausted her last effort to give birth to, would not be looked down upon by her beloved man at all.

The man who has a family outside the house has already had children outside, so how can he take her as a sick child who can't raise her up?

Shen Zhihuan, who was raised by her grandparents since she was a child, felt the critical blow from her loving mother for the first time. This is probably the legendary...

Pain and happiness! !
"Mother, don't cry! Take care of your hands. When your hands are healed, you can hit me as much as you want, okay?" Shen Zhihuan tilted his head and looked at Li Qiuhua who was shaking from crying in front of him, lightly Rubbing her back to help her relax.

"Widow Li, you have to go back to your own house instead of my house. Now that everyone is here, let's talk about the fact that you hacked us with a knife. If you can't say something today Three times, we can only go to the Public Security Bureau." Wang Chunmei said angrily as she threw the gleaming butcher's knife at the feet of Li Qiuhua and Shen Zhihuan.

With a sound of "Boom", the sudden sound made Shen Zhihuan shudder.

After seeing the butcher's knife at his feet, Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Li Qiuhua beside him, and clicked his tongue several times in his heart.

In the memory of the original owner, the cheap lady who was so flustered to kill a chicken actually dared to pick up a knife and slash people!

Is this a qualitative leap! ?
"Wang Chunmei, you're the one who's in mourning!" Li Qiuhua pulled up his cuffs and wiped away his tears, blushing back with a thick neck.

"Widow Li, who are you cursing..." Wang Chunmei's complexion changed, and she rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush towards Li Qiuhua.

Su Changhe, who was standing aside, quickly pulled her back and gave her a wink.

Today is about solving troubles, not finding them.

They can wait, can accountant Xu's family wait?

Can the machine factory wait for the regular quota?

Wang Chunmei, who understood in an instant, immediately stopped.

When her precious son married Xu Jiaojiao, her son became a regular worker in the machinery factory...

Wang Chunmei snorted proudly in her heart.

Seeing his mother-in-law shut up, Su Changhe coughed lightly.

"Mother Zhihuan, don't tell me about the girl Zhihuan and my son Jie before you cut us with a knife."

"It can be said above that marriage should follow the complete voluntariness of both men and women, resolutely resist arranged marriages, buying and selling marriages and interfering with the freedom of marriage, and abolish all feudal customs..."

The villagers who were watching the bustle around the gate of the courtyard looked at each other with familiarity, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

In order to climb high branches, I don't want to face my father.

"I agree to the divorce, can we leave now?" Shen Zhihuan looked at Su Changhe and opened his mouth, and interrupted hastily.

What does the original owner mean? She can't control it.

Now that this matter falls on her head, all this can only be done according to her will.

Su Changhe: "..."

He has prepared a bunch of great truths and hasn't said anything yet!
"That's what you said. Everyone heard it. You can't find any excuses to pester my Zijie anymore." Wang Chunmei clapped her hands happily.

Li Qiuhua rolled his eyes and Wang Chunmei, who was so happy that she almost jumped up, turned her head away angrily.

Shen Zhihuan caressed Li Qiuhua's back in a conciliatory manner, and shifted his gaze to Wang Chunmei and Su Changhe, "I said it. From now on, marriage between men and women will have nothing to do with each other. Even if I beg for food, I will never go to your courtyard Come to the door."

Wang Chunmei raised her chin, "Then the 80 yuan you owe our family..."

"Fucking child!" Su Changhe reprimanded pretendingly.

Shen Zhihuan was somewhat taken aback.

The original owner had no memory of the 80 yuan debt at all.

But since the original owner didn't refute it, then the debt is real.

"..." Li Qiuhua looked embarrassed, and his hands hanging by his sides tightened his trouser legs helplessly.

Now don't say 80 yuan, even if it is [-] yuan, she can't get it out.

"Before the end of the year, I will definitely pay you back the principal with interest." Shen Zhihuan, who had already had a panoramic view of everything, took Li Qiuhua's hand, and the slightly rough feel of the palm made Shen Zhihuan a little sad.

He is less than 1.6 meters tall and will be blown away by a strong wind, but he is the weak support of the family.

The left hand that was pulling the trouser leg was held by Shen Zhihuan, and Li Qiuhua felt inexplicably at ease. Seeing her daughter's expression was determined, her tense nerves gradually relaxed.

"What if you don't come out by the end of the year?" Wang Chunmei curled her lips, looking contemptuously at Shen Zhihuan who was so skinny that she almost lost her shape.

"Don't worry about 120. Before the end of the year, even if I sell myself, I will pay back the 80 yuan I owe you with interest!"

The corner of Shen Zhihuan's mouth twitched into a sneer, he cast a cold glance at Wang Chunmei and Su Changhe, picked up the butcher's knife at his feet, turned his head and walked out with Li Qiuhua on his arm.

The marriage has been divorced, and the matters that should be mentioned have already been mentioned, so Wang Chunmei shut her mouth in a sensible manner.

Villagers who had no excitement to watch shook their small bamboo fans and turned around to go home to take a nap. After all, they had to go to work in the afternoon.

Shen Zhihuan, who had just left the hospital with Li Qiuhua on his arm, looked up and saw Xiao Weidong, who was holding an empty medicine bowl, his face was full of anger, and his mouth was so raised that he could hang an oil bottle. The corners of his mouth curved upwards uncontrollably.

"Little brother, you can go and see if Doctor Hua has returned from the brigade, and ask him to come and show Mother."

Xiaopang's grandfather, Dr. Hua, is the only doctor in Panshi Village. He is respected by the villagers because of his easy-going and righteousness.

"No need, just twist it a bit, just apply some medicinal wine and rub it." Li Qiuhua hurriedly stopped it.

The American ginseng slices for my daughter's body are running out, and the miscellaneous grain noodles are about to bottom out...

Thinking of the 80 yuan owed to Su Changhe and Wang Chunmei's family, Li Qiuhua felt very uncomfortable.

If parents and Jianguo are still there...

Xiao Weidong stopped and subconsciously looked at Shen Zhihuan. The latter gave him a wink. Xiao Weidong, who understood instantly, stuffed the empty medicine bowl into the hand of Xiaopang beside him, and disappeared into the woods.

"Dong..." Seeing his youngest son running fast, Li Qiuhua was in a hurry.

"Mother, I will find a solution for the money matter. Your wrist is swollen like this, and you don't know if you hurt your muscles or bones. Why don't you see a doctor!" Shen Zhihuan hurriedly comforted.

(End of this chapter)

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