Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 342 Let's get a divorce.

Tonight's dinner was quite sumptuous. In addition to the rabbit that Xu Qinghuan brought, Zhou Guizhi also slaughtered an old hen that she had raised for five years.

Jiang Xinglan wanted to cry, "Why did you kill a chicken?"

“We’ve raised it for so many years, and now that you’re back, can’t you even bear to eat a chicken? Next time, bring Da Niu back,” Zhou Guizhi said, though she didn’t dare say that the hen wasn’t laying eggs much anymore.

I was afraid my daughter would be upset if she heard it.

The meal was rather quiet, mainly because there was no one at the table who could liven things up. Xu Qinghuan didn't like dullness, but as an unmarried woman, it was definitely inappropriate for her to liven things up.

After putting down her rice bowl, Jiang Xinglan prepared to go back, but Zhou Guizhi glared at her and said, "Why are you going back? What's wrong with not going back for one night?"

“Da Niu is still at home.” If it weren’t for the warmth of her parents’ home, Jiang Xinglan wouldn’t have stayed here for this meal, even though there was chicken soup that she hadn’t had in many years, and meat that she hadn’t touched in many years.

How long has it been since she last went back to her parents' home?

It's been two or three years!
Tears streamed down my face instantly; I couldn't hold them back no matter what I did.

The atmosphere grew even more somber.

After a long silence, the old man spoke up, "Let's get a divorce. I just finished talking to Xiao Wu. We'll get a divorce before the New Year and bring Da Niu back with us. It's perfect timing, since Xingjun and Xingwei aren't home. You and your daughter will have a place to stay when you come back."

After Xiao Wu and Huanhuan get married, Xiao Wu's room will be given to you to live in. Your father will register your and Huanhuan's household registration in Shangjiang Brigade. Whether you earn work points in the fields or work in the factory, it will be enough to support you and Huanhuan.

"Grandpa, Grandma!" Jiang Xinglan threw herself into the old lady's arms and cried, "I won't get a divorce! My family is so good to me. If I get a divorce, what will people say about me!"

“You can’t live your life based on what others say. Why care what they say? Do you still want to stay in the Guo family?” Zhou Guizhi felt heartbroken for her daughter, but was also angry at her lack of ambition.

Jiang Xinglan shook her head; she dreamed of escaping.

"He said that if we want a divorce, the Jiang family has to pay 500 yuan, and he won't give it to Da Niu." Jiang Xinglan was struggling. She didn't want to drag her family down with her, but she really didn't want to lose her life to the Guo family.

Xu Qinghuan laughed and said, "I don't have five hundred yuan, but you can talk to Guo Caihua. If he is willing to divorce you and let Daniu stay with you, there is a job at the county food factory that you can give him. It's a permanent job with a commodity grain household registration."

Everyone was shocked. They looked at Xu Qinghuan, a permanent employee position, and gave it to someone like Guo Caihua. It was like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast being ruined by a pile of dog shit.

Xu Qinghuan said, "Give it to him first, so that my eldest sister and eldest daughter can be freed. There will be plenty of ways to deal with him in the future."

"Are we going to help him get a commodity grain household registration?" Jiang Xingmei felt that this was too easy for Guo Caihua.

“No need,” Xu Qinghuan said. “We can suppress the process and prevent him from doing it. After the divorce, we can talk to the food factory and find another reason to fire him.”

Jiang Xingye said, "I'll handle this."

He gestured with his chin toward Jiang Xinglan and said, "It's settled then. Go back and tell that beast that as long as he's willing to divorce you and let Daniu stay with you, we'll give him a permanent job at the Guo family's food factory."

Jiang Xinglan was really reluctant to let it go. "This is a perfectly good permanent position in the county. Isn't this just a waste?"

Xu Qinghuan said, "Compared to human lives, it's just a job. Besides, who would get this job? Meizi isn't going, my sister-in-law is pregnant now, and my brother will be going back to work at the commune sewing machine factory in the future."
Everyone has their own options. The food factory isn't doing too well, so giving my older sister a different path isn't a bad deal.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qinghuan acted so decisively, which made Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang extremely happy. Considering that there were five brothers in the Jiang family this generation, it goes without saying that Jiang Xingye's branch of the family will be the leader in the future.

As the event was about to end, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang exchanged a glance and then called Xu Qinghuan over, "Huanhuan, come here for a moment."

The two old people pulled out a box from somewhere. When she opened it, it was full of South Sea pearls, each one as big as an adult's little finger, perfectly round, delicate, and dazzling.

Even though Xu Qinghuan had seen a lot in the world, she had rarely seen South Sea pearls of such high quality, the kind that are auction-quality.

"This is my mother's dowry, left to me. I've never raised a daughter, and giving them to others would be a waste. Among the younger generation in this family, only you are worthy of it. Take it, and whether you pass it down to the next generation or keep it for yourself is up to you." The old lady handed it to Xu Qinghuan. "Grandma, this is too precious."

"You deserve it. Take it!"

Xu Qinghuan's eyes were a little moist. She smiled, carried the bag out, and then casually put it into her spatial storage.

Although it was given to her by her elders, she still didn't want to test people's hearts.

As she was leaving, Tian Jinhua glanced at her hands and, seeing that they were empty, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Xingye was waiting for her outside. He came over and took her hand. "Let's go back?"

On the way, Xu Qinghuan asked, "Didn't you even ask why Grandpa and Grandma called me over?"

"What do your grandparents want you to do?" Jiang Xingye readily agreed.

Xu Qinghuan said, "They gave me a box of South Sea pearls, all of them the same size and very beautiful. Grandma said that whether I pass them down to the next generation or keep them myself is up to me."

Jiang Xingye felt a little embarrassed when he heard "the next generation". "Keep it for yourself, don't give it to them."

"Who are you giving it to?" Xu Qinghuan teased him.

The two happened to be walking on the spot where He Yuzhen and Dong Mantang had their affair. He lingered, not wanting to go any further, but Xu Qinghuan pulled him along. When they arrived at their doorstep, Xu Qinghuan led him into her spatial dimension.

Compared to the icy and snowy outside, the space is warm as spring. Although the sun rises and sets just like the flow of time outside, and there are also seasons, the sky above the Silver Light Palace is always clear and blue, with occasional gentle breezes, making the climate very pleasant.

The two kissed in the square in front of the main hall.

Later, they moved to the large bed in the inner hall. Xu Qinghuan's hand was down, and Jiang Xingye trembled. He grabbed her hand, paused slightly, and pressed it against his.

His lips pressed tightly against Xu Qinghuan's forehead, his hot breath burning her skin like fire.

His fingers ran through Xu Qinghuan's hair, warm and silky. When his mind went blank, he couldn't help but make a sound.

Both of them were covered in it, and there were tissues nearby. Xu Qinghuan took the box and handed it to him. When Jiang Xingye saw the tissues from the future, his gaze paused slightly, and he hadn't fully come to his senses yet.

He first wiped all five of Xu Qinghuan's fingers clean, then cleaned both of them. He leaned close to Xu Qinghuan's ear and asked, "Do you want me to... take care of you too?"

Xu Qinghuan blushed and pushed him away, "It's so late, don't!"

“It’s not too late, and you don’t need much time,” Jiang Xingye said earnestly.

Xu Qinghuan punched someone first, but Jiang Xingye had already picked her up.

He remembered that the last time they were at the hot spring, his fiancée seemed to enjoy it; she seemed to like being in the water.

The two moved to the bathhouse at the back, where the water was running.

Water brimming with spiritual energy pattered against the two of them. Jiang Xingye lifted Xu Qinghuan to the edge and buried his head in her arms.

Xu Qinghuan leaned back, supporting herself with her hands, her disheveled hair spread across the ground, her legs tense, and finally, her toes pressed against Jiang Xingye's waist.

After the two of them got dressed and came out, Xu Qinghuan lay on her own bed and snuggled into the thick quilt, but the bone-chilling tremor still lingered.

The next morning, Jiang Xingye escorted Jiang Xinglan back home.

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