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

"What's the relationship between you two?" Hong Armband's face was full of scrutiny.

Song Hengjue opened his mouth. Xu Lan, with quick eyes and quick hands, twisted the flesh on his arm hard and told him to shut up with his eyes.

"Brother, we are husband and wife. It is not against the law for husband and wife to carry each other."

Hong Armband sneered: "If you say we are husband and wife, we are husband and wife. Show us the proof."

This time it was Xu Lan's turn to be dumbfounded.

"Catch him!" Hong Armband sneered, waving to the people behind him majestically.

Song Hengjue's face was livid, he was really angry at this idiot Xu Lan.

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Yao Ying saw Yang Qingheng come in, took her backpack and threw it on the chair: "Did something unhappy happen at school? Were you bullied? Tell Song Hengjue and let him beat you back. Don't look down on others. In the village The fights inside are also among the top."

Ever since my daughter-in-law went to Songshan Town, she had lost interest in doing anything for several days and had eaten less than half a bowl of rice. She asked several times but she didn't say anything. She was really worried.

Yang Qingheng forced out a smile: "I'm fine. Didn't you say yesterday that my cousin and the others were coming over? I'm going to make tea first."

"No, no, you rest." Yao Ying pressed her to sit down and ran to the kitchen.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Two people came in, a man and a woman. They were probably the cousins ​​Yao Ying mentioned.

"Auntie, long time no see, happy birthday." Yao Jianjun walked in with a smile on his face.

As he said this, he handed over the specially bought gift.

"Come here as you come, why don't you bring any gifts? Your wife is pregnant now and it's time to replenish her body." Yao Ying was also happy to see this nephew. She took his hand and looked around, "Her face is a lot rosier. , as expected, people are in high spirits during happy events.”

"Yes, thanks to auntie's help in finding a job last time, the family situation is much better now, and Xiaosheng's tuition fees can also be paid." Li Qiqi smiled.

"Cousin, sit here." Yang Qingheng asked the woman to sit down.

Li Qiqi, with a big belly, nodded kindly: "You are the Qingheng that my aunt said, you look really fresh."

Yang Qingheng chuckled: "Cousin, you are also good-looking. Are you taboo about this jasmine tea?"

He poured her a cup of tea.

"No taboos, no taboos."

"With such a big belly, it can't be twins, right?" Yang Qingheng looked at her belly, her heart softened and her eyes lit up.

"I had my pulse checked by an old Chinese doctor a few days ago. It's true," Li Qiqi said, seeing how surprised she was. "You and Song Hengjue have been married for so long. Why don't you want to have a baby while you're still young so you can recover?"

"Yes, my aunt told me some time ago that she wanted a rare child. If you give birth to one, whether it's a girl or a boy, she will definitely be happy." Yao Jianjun nodded.

"She is busy with the college entrance examination, and neither husband nor wife has this idea." Seeing that Yang Qingheng didn't speak, Yao Ying helped to solve the problem.

"It's good to study. If you read more, it will be easier to teach children in the future." Li Qiqi nodded in agreement, and closed her mouth with a look.

He said he didn't care, but when Li Qiqi and the others left, Yao Ying couldn't sit still. He came over and carefully inquired: "Qingheng, tell mom honestly, when are you going to have a baby?" He stared at her expression carefully, for fear of her. suddenly angry.

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and was about to speak when a chilling male voice sounded outside the door: "You don't have to ask, she and I will not have children."

Yang Qingheng's face turned pale, and he felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation in his heart.

Yao Ying turned around, slapped her son hard and said, "You will go crazy as soon as you come back. If you don't want to come back, don't come back!"

Either he doesn't come back, or he will make his wife angry when she comes back. She didn't give birth to a son, she clearly gave birth to a fool with a long mouth.

"I asked my friend to bring back the clothes a few days ago. You can go and try them to see if they fit." Song Hengjue stuffed the bag into her arms.

Yao Ying looked at the clothes and subconsciously wanted to go back to her room. She was worried and turned back to give Song Hengjue a warning look: "Be careful what you say. It's my birthday today, so don't make me crazy."

Song Hengjue nodded, and as soon as she left, his face suddenly turned cold. He dragged Yang Qingheng's arm and forcefully carried her into the room: "Did you call the person here that day?"

His face was livid, and the corners of his eyes were red with anger.

Yang Qingheng looked at his angry look with cold eyes and felt cold in her heart: "Yes, so what."

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me to come back and explain? Do you know that you almost killed her like this!"

Song Hengjue roared.

Yang Qingheng's arm was pinched so much that it hurt, and she gritted her teeth, holding her neck and refusing to lower her head: "So what, if you haven't done anything out of the ordinary, why are you afraid of the red armband? In the final analysis, it's not because you are guilty!"

"Yang Qingheng, you are a fucking psycho!" Song Hengjue laughed angrily, looking at her with an increasingly cold look.

"I'm crazy. Do you think you are a good bird? Who insisted on snatching me back before, and now you regret it? Why did you go there earlier!" Yang Qingheng sneered.

"My biggest fucking mistake in my life was to steal your marriage to the idiot next door! I was stupid and cheap! So Yang Qingheng, I beg you, divorce me as soon as possible!"

Song Hengjue gritted his teeth.

Yao Ying came out of the room and saw her daughter-in-law sitting in the main room, frowning: "What about the brat?"

"It's a bit urgent and I'm going out. Mom, are the clothes suitable?" Yang Qingheng raised the corners of her mouth, trying to make her smile look more natural.

Yao Ying's face turned pale with anger: "It's an emergency and he ran away without eating. I think he's not in trouble, but sick."

"Okay, don't get angry with him. He won't eat. Mom, please eat more. Today is your birthday, so be happy." Yang Qingheng hugged her arm and coaxed softly.

Yao Ying was worried.

"A son is not as careful as you, a daughter-in-law."

The corners of Yang Qingheng's eyes raised slightly: "Of course, I regard you as my mother."

The next day.

Yang Qingheng had just sat down in the classroom when He Qinqin hurried in from outside: "Qingheng, it's not good, I saw a woman looking for Song Hengjue again."

"I didn't tell you to stop looking over there."

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and hesitated for a few seconds. She didn't know why, but she wanted to take a look today, so she stood up immediately.

"You... how about I come with you?" He Qinqin stood up and rolled up her sleeves aggressively, looking like she was going to fight.

Yang Qingheng shook his head: "I'm not going to fight. What are you doing? Do you want to raise the flag to read the self-criticism on Monday?"

He Qinqin instantly withered: "Okay."

As soon as Yang Qingheng arrived next door, she saw Xu Lan throwing the lunch box she had just put into the table hole into the trash can.

His expression changed and he looked straight at Song Hengjue. His expression was as usual.

When Xu Lan saw her coming, he didn't shy away. He chuckled and stuffed the lunch box directly into Song Hengjue's hand: "Didn't you say my rice was delicious last time? Eat it."

Yang Qingheng looked cold and stared at the unfamiliar lunch box, sneering in her heart.

If he dared to open it, she would pull out his neck today!

Song Hengjue frowned: "When did I say that you don't know what your cooking skills are?"

He stood up straight away, walked around her to go out, and happened to meet Yang Qingheng's eyes as he came in from outside.

The faces of both of them were not very good-looking.

Fang Nan looked at the Shura field in front of him, shuddered, grabbed Xu Lan's sleeve and pulled her out.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me!" Xu Lan struggled.

Fang Nan glared: "Why are you meddling in the conversation between husband and wife? It's shameless. It's really not a big deal to just watch the fun."

For the first time, I felt that this woman was not only love-minded, but also had little vision.

No wonder it annoys people every time.

Xu Lan gritted his teeth: "Why can't I get involved? I'm going to get involved! Fang Nan, you idiot, don't ruin my good deeds!"

"You have such a bad thing, you deserve to be beaten!" Fang Nan shouted. Fortunately, there were few people in the classroom at this time, otherwise there would be countless people watching the fun.

Yang Qingheng glanced this way.