Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who was working at a steel rolling mill, was sitting aside to rest.

I don’t know what happened today. I have been feeling nervous since noon. I ruined several workpieces. I was so restless that I could only go to the side to rest for a while and calm down.

Siheyuan.

After struggling for a while at home, Yang Cuilian gritted her teeth, picked up a packet of Chinese medicine and went to the hospital.

She used to listen to Yi Zhonghai in everything, but now she wants to live for herself and live clearly.

Two hours later, Yang Cuilian returned to the courtyard in a daze, holding a piece of paper.

On the way back, her mind was full of what the doctor had said to her and the speculations Li Jianjun had told her.

As soon as I entered the house, I immediately closed the door and sat on the bed crying.

She didn't understand why Yi Zhonghai treated her like this.

She was completely devoted to Yi Zhonghai and listened to him in everything. It was not enough for her to serve him alone, she also had to serve Fu Linglong for his reputation. She had never complained, but even so, she was still schemed against by Yi Zhonghai.

The more she endured, the angrier she became. The more she took a step back, the more she felt at a loss. At this moment, the hatred in her heart was infinitely magnified.

But when she thought of Li Jianjun's words, she quickly calmed down. She couldn't be abandoned by Yi Zhonghai like this. She couldn't let Yi Zhonghai get away with it. She had to bite off a piece of meat from him.

So Yang Cuilian quickly calmed down, wiped away her tears, pretended nothing had happened, and went to bed that night.

When Yi Zhonghai came home from get off work, he was not surprised to see Yang Cuilian lying on the bed. After all, she had been feeling unwell for the past two days.

"Are you feeling better, old lady?"

In the past, Yang Cuilian would have been moved when she heard Yi Zhonghai say this, but now she finds it extremely ironic. However, she is not ready to turn her back on him.

"Old man, the meal is ready. I'm a little tired. You can eat by yourself later. I'll take a nap."

Yi Zhonghai asked with concern.

"Then you have a good rest. I'll keep the food warm for you. You can get up and eat when you're hungry."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai muttered again.

"I don't know what's going on. I felt uneasy at work today, as if something big was going to happen."

Yang Cuilian did not answer her, but turned her head to the other side and secretly shed tears.

Yi Zhonghai was also in a bad mood. He didn't talk to Yang Cuilian at night and went to bed early.

It was not until noon the next day that Yang Cuilian came to the place agreed with Li Jianjun alone. This time she did not call the three aunts.

Li Jianjun saw Yang Cuilian coming and greeted her.

"Auntie, how are you? Have you been to the hospital?"

Yang Cuilian nodded.

"I went there. It's just like what you said. Here are the ingredients of the Chinese medicine and its effects. What should I do?"

Li Jianjun took the paper. It was clearly written on it, with the doctor's signature.

"Auntie, you have to get a divorce, the question is how to get it in a way that benefits you."

Yang Cuilian didn't understand these and could only ask Li Jianjun.

"Jianjun, your aunt is just a woman, she doesn't know anything, give her some advice."

Li Jianjun did not answer, but asked.

"Auntie, do you hate Yi Zhonghai?"

Yang Cuilian was stunned for a moment, and then hatred flashed in her eyes.

"Hate, I wish he would die."

Li Jianjun nodded. This was the effect he wanted.

"Auntie, if you file for divorce with him, you must get half of the family property and half of the house."

Yang Cuilian smiled bitterly.

"How is that possible? He won't give it to you."

Li Jianjun said with confidence.

"Force him. Show him these reports and ask him if he can fight the charge of poisoning and framing his own wife. Ask him how many years he wants to go to jail. If he still doesn't admit it, ask him if the doctor who treated you will keep it a secret for him."

Yang Cuilian nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Jianjun. This is good. At least I have a place to stay. I've been with Yi Zhonghai for so many years, and I've lost contact with my hometown. If I go back, who will support me? As long as I can get half of Yi Zhonghai's property, it will be enough for me to live on."

Li Jianjun sighed.

"There is always a way out. It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

After the conversation, Yang Cuilian went home.

Today Yang Cuilian specially bought a bottle of wine and some braised meat and waited for Yi Zhonghai at home.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai returned home and saw the delicious wine and food on the table, he smiled.

"What a good day today is, you've prepared so well."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and ate it.

"Xiang, you must be exhausted after a day's work, but when you come back, there are delicious food and wine prepared by your wife. Cuilian, having you in my life is enough."

Yang Cuilian did not show her usual happy smile, but just spoke calmly.

"If it tastes good, eat more."

Yi Zhonghai thought that Yang Cuilian was not well yet, so he didn't take it too seriously.

Soon the meal was almost finished.

Yang Cuilian took out a stack of reports and threw them in front of Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai asked as he picked it up and looked at it.

"What is this?"

But when he saw the first report from the gynecology department, especially the four words, he sobered up and started sweating on his forehead.

Yi Zhonghai spoke quickly.

"Cui Lian, where did this come from? Could it be that someone deliberately lied to you?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai asking questions even though he knew the answer, Yang Cuilian said calmly.

"This is the result of my hospital check-up. No one lied to me. It was you, Yi Zhonghai, who lied to me."

Yi Zhonghai's scalp felt tingling at this moment.

"Cui Lian, listen to my explanation. This is all my fault. Do you know how shameful it is for a man to be infertile? I have no choice. I didn't do it on purpose. It was Fu Linglong who came up with this idea. It's all her fault. I was going to confess."

Yang Cuilian didn't believe a word of what Yi Zhonghai said.

"Yi Zhonghai, let's get divorced!"

Yi Zhonghai was shocked.

"Cui Lian, we have been married for so many years. Where can you go if we get divorced? Isn't it good for us to just pretend we don't know and just live like this?"

Yang Cuilian yelled with tears streaming down her face.

"I also want to be ignorant, but I can't pretend that I don't know. Because I can't have children, I'm looked down upon by others, but you deliberately treat me well and act like you're loyal to me. It's all for your reputation, you hypocrite."

Yi Zhonghai explained hurriedly.

"No, Cui Lian, I'm not treating you well because of my reputation. I'm treating you well because I feel guilty. You have to believe me."

Yang Cuilian smiled bitterly.

"Guilt? Guilty enough to lie to me, guilty enough to drug me? You are really eloquent, Yi Zhonghai. You have to divorce me whether you want to or not."

Yi Zhonghai still wanted to make amends.

"I won't leave, Cuilian. How can I live without you? I won't leave."

Yang Cuilian was so angry that she laughed at Yi Zhonghai's rogue look.

"If you don't leave, I'll report it to the police tomorrow."

Yi Zhonghai was scared. It seemed that Yang Cuilian was determined to leave him. He put away his aggrieved look, wiped his tears, and said coldly.

"Okay, Li, let's go tomorrow. I want to see where you can go without me. There will be a time when you come back to beg me, humph."

Yang Cuilian was truly amazed by the speed with which Yi Zhonghai changed his expression.

Yang Cuilian looked at Yi Zhonghai and smiled.

"I'm not going anywhere. I've followed you and served you for so many years. I can't get nothing. I want half of the family property, money and house."