Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

Successfully let out a breath of anger, and the smile on Yang Qingheng's face hadn't fallen off all day.

If she wasn't afraid that Yang Cheng would find out, she would have wanted to see his miserable condition with her own eyes.

She had just met him the day before, and the next day her parents came to her to ask for food. You didn't have to think twice to know that it was his handiwork.

New grudges and old grudges were avenged at the same time.

However, her good mood was quickly shattered by what she saw.

As soon as Yang Qingheng entered the courtyard, he saw a large group of people in the courtyard. Yao Ying stood aside with an ugly face.

"What are you doing? It's like a three-chamber trial." She glanced at Yang Qiwen and Gao Xiao'e in the middle.

The village chief knocked the ashes from his pipe: "Yang Qingheng, your parents said that you don't support your parents, and now the lawsuit has come to me. You can be considered a semi-literate person. Please tell me how to handle the matter."

Several other aunts from the village committee looked at her with a bit of disdain. This was the first time they had seen this child who did not support his parents. He was actually from Songjia Village. If others knew about this, how would they think of their Songjia Village? Little girl, it’s hard to talk about marriage.

This woman Yang Qingheng is simply a cancer in the village!

Yang Qingheng's face was calm: "My parents are now forty years old, not sixty or seventy years old. They are strong and strong. Why do they start asking me to support them? I won't be afraid of others laughing when I tell them."

"Indeed, you and your wife are still strong and healthy. You should not rush to support your children for the sake of your children. We are all parents, so we should not cause too much trouble to our children." Several people from the village committee Auntie nodded and said to the point.

Gao Xiao'e noticed that the direction of the wind had changed, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she burst into tears: "Of course we and our husband don't want to cause trouble to our children, but the family is really in trouble now. Qingheng's father is not in good health and always has to eat Yao, my brother is still so young, we can only come to her."

Several aunts couldn't bear it.

Yang Qingheng suddenly laughed: "Mom, when you came to ask for food a few days ago, my father was still very strong and even wanted to beat me. Now he suddenly fell ill when he couldn't get food. You pretended to be sick and didn't pretend to be better." , Besides, my brother is eighteen years old, is he still a child?"

As soon as they heard her talking about beating people, everyone's expressions changed suddenly. She was able to hit people. How could she be in poor health?

They looked at Yang Qiwen's rosy face and saw how his daughter's body was worse than that of Yang Qingheng.

Yang Qingheng continued: "Moreover, parents, when I married Song Hengjue, you took [-] yuan as a gift from others. This money is enough to support you in your old age. Now that you are saying that your family is in trouble, where will this money go? What’s up?”

This remark caused an uproar.

"Eight hundred yuan! Which family in these ten miles and eight villages can give eight hundred yuan as a gift when marrying their daughter? This couple is too greedy."

"It seems that what they said just now about how much they love this daughter is false. Maybe they are here to ask for money to support their son."

"With so much money defrauded, no wonder Yang Qingheng is not willing to give them food. If I just stay away from them forever, I won't consider my daughter's situation in her husband's family at all..."

Yang Qiwen and his wife were treated coldly by everyone, and their faces turned red with embarrassment.

Yang Qingheng looked at this scene indifferently, and suddenly lifted up his sleeves, and scars appeared in the air, which looked even more terrifying on his fair skin.

Everyone was taken aback.

Yang Qingheng sneered: "You guessed it right, this was Yang Qiwen who beat him. Don't look at him acting like a good guy outside, but he is actually a devil inside. Whenever he encounters the slightest dissatisfaction outside, he will go home and beat him up. .”

She spoke every word with a cold expression that was almost numb.

Song Hengjue paused in his steps, his eyes became frighteningly cold for a moment, and veins bulged in his fists inside his sleeves.

The several aunts looked at each other in silence.

The expressions on the faces of the people who had just spoken to the couple were as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

Several young girls couldn't bear to look away and compared their feelings. If they were in the same situation as Yang Qingheng, they would want to kill Yang Qiwen, a scumbag.

It's really shameless to dare to ask Yang Qingheng for support.

"You and your wife have heard it now. Yang Qingheng is very kind and righteous. You are still able to work now, but you are not at the level of support. Let's discuss the issue of support after you are really no longer able to work."

Sister-in-law Sun glanced sideways at Yang Qiwen and almost said she was seeing the guests off.

Yang Qiwen was looked at with contempt by everyone, as if he had been slapped, his face was burning with pain.

Gritting her teeth, she glared at Yang Qingheng with a sinister look, which was exactly the same as in Yang Qingheng's memory. She couldn't help but tremble all over.

The next second. When her vision darkened, Song Hengjue suddenly stood in front of her.

"It just so happens that you, father-in-law, are here today. Everyone is here. Let's also calculate how much money you borrowed from our house. It's best to settle it all at once."

Song Hengjue stared at the man in front of him with cold eyes.

Yang Qiwen trembled inexplicably and scratched his neck: "When did I borrow your money? Don't slander me. That's my daughter's filial piety to me."

"That's right, how come we have raised this bitch, who is both kind and nurturing, so she deserves to give us some money!" Gao Xiao'e heard that he wanted money, and became anxious and broke out.

From the day they borrowed the money, they never thought about paying it back.

Song Hengjue looked coldly: "It's not you who have the final say whether you borrow money or not, it's the IOU that has the final say. If you don't pay back the money today, then I will hand the IOU to the police station and hand it over to the court. Things will not end so well then. ”

Yang Qingheng nodded, went to the room and took out a few IOUs, which amounted to more than two hundred.

This does not include other items that the couple took from their home.

She is now extremely grateful that Yao Ying forced her parents to write an IOU when they came to borrow money, otherwise they would really not be able to find the evidence today.

Yang Qiwen was ignorant. When he heard that he was going to call the police and go to the court, he immediately panicked: "Hengjue, if you can't talk about what you have to say, why does the family insist on doing this?"

"That's right, we really can't open the pot now, otherwise we can't pay it back, maybe you're going to starve me, an old woman, to death." Gao Xiao'e acted rogue.

Just as Yang Qingheng was about to speak back, the village chief spoke: "You two have heard clearly. Even if the parents are not you, you cannot force them to the point where they can't survive. Please wait for the time to pay back the money." Let's talk about it when they have money." The village chief stood up and glanced lightly at Yang Qingheng next to him.

Now that he thinks about the hundreds of dollars that Tang Bainian asked for back last time, his heart ache and bleeds.

It is inevitable to feel a little angry in my heart.

"Yes, yes, the village chief has spoken. We will pay you back next time we have money." Gao Xiao'e nodded quickly, pulled Yang Qiwen away, and continued to ask for money.

Yang Qingheng looked at the village chief meaningfully, and suddenly raised his lips sarcastically.

The village chief glanced at her and asked everyone to leave: "Okay, everyone goes home to cook. We have to go to the fields tomorrow, so take a rest early."

Sister-in-law Sun looked at Yang Qingheng, her eyes full of heartache, but she hesitated to speak.

Song Xingnong looked at the unusually silent couple in front of him, and took Sister-in-law Sun's arm outside with great discernment.

"Let's go, let's go back and cook for Huzi."

Sister-in-law Sun had nothing to say, so she became anxious: "Why are you holding me back! Why don't you go back and cook it yourself..."

Song Hengjue stared at Yang Qingheng with complicated eyes. When he asked her where the injury came from before, she always thought about other things. She didn't expect it to come from this way.

That beast Yang Qiwen!

"Yang Qingheng, don't..." He reached out and patted her shoulder.