Only women can understand the pain of meeting a trash man.
If he doesn't love you, love you and care for you, there is no reason to be with him anymore.
What's more, he beats you, scolds you, bullies you, and doesn't treat you as a human being.
If there is someone in your natal family, your parents love you, will help you stand up, and will help you fight.
If you have a stubborn temper, you can leave alone and have nothing to worry about.
I'm afraid of being soft-hearted and weak, reluctant to let go, and afraid of change. I'm used to the current life and don't dare to change at all.
You can't stand up without anyone to help you.
You don’t know how to leave without anyone to support you.
I can only think back with tears in the humiliation day after day, what I have been aiming for for most of my life.
Picture him cursing? Trying to get violent? Are you trying to humiliate him mercilessly? Do you want him to be lazy and greedy?
Zhang Xianglian didn’t know.
She just stared at Liu Cui blankly, listening to the deafening words, repeatedly echoing in her heart, and repeatedly questioning herself.
With a scumbag, why!
"Aunt." Jiang Sheng said suddenly, "Aunt, are you willing to go with Jiang Sheng? Jiang Sheng doesn't want to see you suffer. Jiang Sheng wants to bring aunt good food and clothes. Jiang Sheng wants aunt to be happy every day."
Xu Mo sighed and added, "My aunt has no natal family. From now on, we will be her natal family."
We stand up for you, fight for you, and deal with the scum for you.
Zhang Xianglian became more and more confused.
She remembered that many, many years ago, when she returned to her parents' house and cried out that Zhou Zhiqiang had beaten someone, what if one of her parents had said at that time: Don't be afraid of Xiang Lian, I support you.
Then will she have the courage to leave this muddy home?
There is no need to lose the qualifications to be a mother because of repeated miscarriages due to fatigue, and thus become less and less human.
Life.
Sometimes, it changes in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Xianglian didn't even know when she nodded. She only knew that when she came to her senses, she was already sitting on the speeding carriage.
Zhou Zhiqiang was cursing behind him, as if he wanted to catch up, but his body was already hollowed out by long-term alcoholism, and he fell to the ground within two steps.
"Zhang Xianglian, you don't deserve a good death, you dare to run away, you slut..."
He seemed to still be cursing, but it was gradually becoming less audible.
"Sister Zhang, don't be sad, it will be better in the future." Liu Cui smiled, gradually becoming bitter, "We will not come back to this village."
Zhang Xianglian was still a little timid, "We are still husband and wife. He...what if he sues?"
This is an important question.
Jiang Sheng raised his head proudly, "Don't be afraid, aunt. My brother is a scholar. He can go to court and be a lawyer. He can definitely help you reconcile."
It is reconciliation, not divorce.
The people of the Dayu Dynasty were open-minded, and people who divorced could remarry, but those who divorced their wives could only live alone for the rest of their lives.
"It would be nice if I could have a divorced husband." Jiang Sheng muttered.
Chang Yan next to him opened his eyes and glanced sideways at his sister's boldness.
"Good sister, don't worry." Liu Cui was still chatting with Zhang Xianglian, "You are lucky to be able to leave that home."
Zhang Qiquan looked at her from the side with a smile in his eyes.
This is what a lover looks like.
The carriage ran all the way and finally arrived at the county seat.
There were only four rooms in the courtyard, so they arranged for Zhang Qiquan to sleep with Xu Mo, and Liu Cui and Zhang Xianglian to sleep with Jiang Sheng.
In the evening, you need to cook.
Liu Cui and Zhang Xianglian felt particularly sinful when they saw the serious, polite and clean scholar rolling up his sleeves, setting up an iron pot, and preparing to stir-fry vegetables.
Looking at the children next to them who were used to it, both of them couldn't help but feel distressed.
Master Xiucai, how can you do such things?
"I'll come, I'll come."
Liu Cui has average skills and is responsible for cutting vegetables, washing pots and lighting fires.
Zhang Xianglian has better skills. She uses an iron pot and a shovel to perfection. She stirs and stir-fries, and delicious food comes out in no time.
Zheng Ruqian was dozing off, but he immediately became energetic when he smelled the fragrance. He jumped up from his chair and followed the smell to the big iron pot.
His nose curled up and down, like a puppy.
Zhang Xianglian couldn't help but laugh, and took out a piece of chicken from the pot to him, "Try it first."
Zheng Ruqian pinched it into his mouth. The first feeling was that it was hot, and the second feeling was that of sourness.
It's the sourness in my heart.
He finally understood why Jiang Sheng liked Aunt Zhang so much, because she really felt like a mother.
"Is it delicious? Is it salty enough?" Zhang Xianglian asked with concern.
The young man wiped his eyes, not daring to look at her, "That's enough, that's enough."
Then he ran back to the room with the meat in his mouth to calm down.
Dinner in the evening.
On the stone table under the plum blossom tree, there was a large pot of spicy chicken nuggets in the middle, surrounded by five plates of side dishes. Although not everything was meaty, it was still a good meal.
Zhang Qiquan nodded secretly, having some guesses about the strength of these children, and at the same time he was a little envious.
But after being pinched by Liu Cui, she regained her clarification.
"It seems that our life will be good in the future." He put his arm around his wife's shoulders and smiled gently.
Liu Cui raised the corner of her mouth and said in a brisk tone, "It's a good life to be able to leave Shilipu Village."
It is better to eat chaffy vegetables than to be beaten and bullied.
"It's time to eat, kids." Zhang Xianglian took out the last basin of soup and called softly.
Four room doors were opened at the same time.
The six children all rushed over, cheering, including the faster one like Fang Heng and Zheng Ruqian, and the slower one like Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan.
The stone table is a square table. It used to be quite spacious for six people, but now it is a little more crowded for nine people.
But they didn't mind either. You were next to me and I was next to you, looking at the six dishes and one soup with excitement.
I used to think that my eldest brother's cooking was pretty good, but after eating Aunt Zhang's food today, I realized what delicious food is in the world.
Jiang Sheng praised it without hesitation, "It tastes better than the ones I picked up at the restaurant."
"Auntie can open a restaurant now." Zheng Ruqian joked.
We all talked to each other and had fun while eating. There was no criticism, no insults, no criticism.
It turns out that this is the atmosphere of home.
In just one day, Zhang Xianglian fell in love with this place.
When they went to bed at night, Liu Cui took her with her and complained to each other about her parents-in-law, unreliable relatives, and people's greed.
Jiang Sheng was sleeping in the middle, listening and falling asleep.
The next day, Zhang Qiquan took Zheng Ruqian to discuss the workshop.
First, I asked why I decided to locate in Anyang County, how many people I planned to hire, how much space I wanted to rent, and whether there was a suitable butcher shop for long-term cooperation. In the future, I only planned to make bacon, or I wanted to try a little bit of everything.
One sentence after another, Zheng Ruqian was stunned.
Well, he admitted that Jiang was still smarter with age. Zhang Qiquan was worthy of being a person who had been outside for more than ten years, and he was indeed more thoughtful in doing things.
Especially the sentence "If you really want to become bigger and stronger, you should think about the future", it simply touched Zheng Ruqian's heart.
With tears in his eyes, he couldn't wait to say, "Uncle Zhang, I want to sign you for twenty years."
Twenty years is the longest work contract except for life.
Zhang Qiquan did not dare to guarantee that he could live another twenty years.
But the remuneration given by Zheng Ruqian was so generous that it was actually calculated as a percentage - as long as the workshop under his control in Anshui County, one-tenth of the net profit belonged to him.
Zheng Ruqian earned one hundred taels, and when he got 10 taels, his surname was Zhang. This temptation made Zhang Qiquan unable not to sign.
Soon, three identical contracts were stamped with red fingerprints, and they were just waiting for the arrival of the new county magistrate to go to the county government office and cross the road to officially take effect.
