It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"What did you say?" Jiang's father never thought that his always obedient and virtuous wife would say such words, and he didn't react for a moment.

"I have thought clearly. We can't survive this life anymore. Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce."

Jiang's mother finally said what she had wanted to say countless times and felt relieved.

She walked to the kitchen calmly, filled a bowl of rice, sat at the dining table, and talked while eating.

"Li'er has grown up now and doesn't need your support anymore. She will graduate soon and be independent on her own.

As for me, I have a salary and a pension, and I don’t need your support. Each of us has half of this house. It has two rooms. You can still live in your original room. I'll squeeze in with Li'er first.

After a while, if I can find a suitable house to rent, I will move out. You can arrange your own meals for the next three meals. "

Father Jiang was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief: "You...have you thought about it all?"

"Yes." Mother Jiang grabbed the rice, her eyes were scarlet, but her attitude was decisive.

"Are you out of your mind?" Jiang's father looked at his wife in surprise, "Don't you think that if Li'er finds a rich man, you... you... can just enjoy the happiness with him and dump me, right? Don't be naive, how sincere is that kind of person? Besides, we have been an old married couple for so many years... and now you are saying such things to me."

Jiang's mother picked up her rice and looked at Jiang's father indifferently: "Then how sincere are you to your wife and daughter?

I'm afraid your whole heart belongs to your eldest brother's family.

Jiang Bowen, just because I have been a married couple for so many years, I am really tired. "

Father Jiang couldn't help but sit down angrily: "I thought you were talking nonsense because you were worried about Li'er, so I won't argue with you."

As he said this, he glanced at the dining table and asked, "Where is my food?"

Jiang's mother laughed angrily: "Jiang Bowen, are you missing an arm or a leg? Can't an adult serve the rice by yourself? I used to be too spoiled by you. I had to do everything for you, such as serving the rice and setting the chopsticks. I didn’t know that my surname was Jiang, and I thought I was the emperor!”

After finishing the meal, Jiang's mother picked up the bowls and chopsticks and stood up: "I only wash my own dishes, you can take care of it yourself!"

After saying that, Jiang's mother washed the dishes and returned to Jiang Li's room.

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On the other side, Yuan Shen was on his way to the address of the old house written by Jiang's mother. Uncle Wu called and said that the surveillance along the road had found where Jiang Li went.

Sure enough, it was the old house where they used to live.

Yuan Shen thought for a moment, turned the car around, and went to the 168 Griddle Shop first, where he packed up a few griddles, and then went to Jiangli's old house.

That old house was a temporary housing for teachers at that time. It was older than the current house and was dilapidated. No one lived in it at all.

A two-story independent building with a rooftop.

At this time, night fell, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and there was almost no light.

As soon as Yuan Shen got out of the car, he saw Jiang Li, wearing a white T-shirt, sitting on the rooftop reservoir, hugging his knees, wondering what he was thinking.

Yuan Shen was carrying six dry pots, which were a bit difficult to hold.

Uncle Wu, who had just arrived at the scene, picked up three of them with great discernment. He also carried a large bag of unknown items and said with a smile: "Sixth Master, I will help you deliver it. If it is delivered, I will leave. Go to the next door. I'll be waiting at the intersection if you need me."

"Yeah." Yuan Shen nodded lightly.

The two of them went up carrying the dry pot.

When Yuan Shen arrived at the rooftop, Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss, and stood above the reservoir: "Wait for me, I'll go down."

"No, I'll go up." Yuan Shen climbed up the small iron ladder and onto the platform of the reservoir.

Uncle Wu handed over the dry pots one by one, followed by himself carrying a bag of things.

The roof of the reservoir of this private building is square, about ten square meters, and can accommodate about ten people sitting on the ground. At this time, there are three people standing on it, which is quite spacious.

Uncle Wu took out the picnic mat from the bag and spread it out, then placed the dry pots one by one, put napkins and frozen cola on them, and finally placed several star-shaped LED lights.

The surroundings suddenly lit up and the atmosphere was full.