A car accident, our family of three crossed

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for Song Ning's answer...

Song Ning looked inquiringly, trying to figure out what tricks Hang Shuheng was playing, but she was caught off guard and he blinked quickly at her, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

His twinkling eyes seemed to say: Agree quickly! Agree quickly!

The corners of her mouth slowly curled up. "Okay! I agree."

No matter what tricks he plays, the worst outcome is just divorce. Can't I live without a man in this world?

"Oh! Shuheng's wife, why did you agree to this?" The headman's wife held Song Ning's hand and expressed her strong disapproval.

Song Ning looked at her. The concern in her eyes didn't seem fake. She felt warm in her heart, so she held her hand and smiled, comforting her: "Don't worry, auntie. I'm fine."

However, in the eyes of others, her smile at this moment seemed to be a forced smile, and her comforting words were just self-consolation.

"Look at what this has caused..."

The wife of the village head blamed herself very much. She thought that if she had not taken the initiative to bring the children to the house to testify, perhaps things would not have come to this point. She looked at Hang Shuheng with some unkindness. No matter how she looked at him, this young man did not look like someone who would abandon his wife and children. She always boasted that she had a good eye for people, but she did not expect that she could be wrong sometimes.

Hang Shuheng was stared at for no reason, and curled his lips in embarrassment. He turned around and faced Hang's mother and said, "Once the divorce letter is written, there will be no turning back. Have you thought about it? Will you regret it?"

"Write, write, write quickly."

Hang's mother urged him anxiously. She would naturally not go back on her word. What she was afraid of was that Hang Shuheng would go back on his word.

Hang Shuheng looked at her deeply, nodded meaningfully, and without further ado, turned around and walked back to the study.

Soon, Hang Shuheng finished writing two copies of the divorce agreement and returned to the courtyard. He handed the two pieces of paper to the old man and said, "Since Uncle and the head of the village are here today, why don't you be witnesses for us? Please take a look."

The old man sighed and took the paper. After reading it carefully, he passed it to the village head, who passed it to Song Ning after reading it. "Shuheng's wife, you should take a look too!" Everyone knows that it is not uncommon for a scholar's daughter to be able to read and understand the content.

Song Ning smiled, took it and said while looking at it: "Uncle, I am no longer Shuheng's wife!" As she said this, she playfully shook the divorce papers in her hand.

The head of the village was stunned. She could still laugh at this time. For this, he couldn't help but look at her with admiration. The old man next to her also had eyes full of admiration.

Hang Shuheng looked at her, his lips twitching slightly. She really loves to hold a grudge!

Song Ning kept one for herself and gave one to Hang Shuheng, who took it and handed it to Hang's mother. "This is the divorce agreement, please keep it!" Hang's mother happily took it from Hang Shuheng, only to find that she couldn't understand it at all.

As a witness, the old man briefly recounted the contents of the divorce agreement and deliberately emphasized one point at the end. "It is written in the divorce agreement that after the divorce, Yangyang will follow his mother Song..."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Hang's mother waved her hand and said, "Whatever." Then she took the divorce letter, folded it carefully like a pearl and put it in her arms.

Her indifferent attitude made the old man frown. He snorted coldly and turned away, not wanting to look at her ugly, smug face anymore.

Hang Shuheng had no illusions about Hang's mother's attitude, and he didn't really care. He turned to look at Zhang Cuiju and her daughter, who were temporarily hoped for by everyone. "As for you..."

Zhang Cuiju was afraid that Hang Shuheng would get angry, so she interrupted him and said, "Cousin, cousin, we were wrong. Please forgive us. San Ya, San Ya did something wrong because she wanted your love!"

"Does it mean you can hurt another person just to get love?" Hang Shuheng sneered. "This is jealousy."

He walked up to Sanya and she looked down at him. He softened his tone and said, "I want to tell you that no matter what, I can never be your father. Remember, if a person is controlled by jealousy, he will become ugly. You are only five years old, and you almost killed someone because of jealousy. You may do even more unimaginable things in the future."

He sighed and continued, "You are still young, and you have a long way to go in the future, but if you don't correct yourself in time, your life will be ruined."

Hang Shuheng stopped talking and walked up to the village head and said, "Uncle, although the mother and daughter are not from this village, this is no small matter and it is up to you to decide."

"I'm glad you think so." The village head patted his shoulder, feeling relieved. "If it was just a child being naughty and bumping into someone, it would be fine, but it's no small matter to intentionally hurt someone and almost kill someone. Although the mother and daughter are not from this village, the incident happened in this village after all. If it's not handled properly, I'm afraid it will spread and ruin the customs of our village."

The village head stood with his hands behind his back and said in a resounding voice: "The people of Shangtang Village have always been simple and honest. As the village head of Shangtang Village, I will never allow anyone to ruin the customs and reputation of our village." I pointed at Zhang Cuiju and her daughter and said, "I will have someone send them back to Xiaoquan Village and explain the reason to Zhang. We in Shangtang Village will not tolerate such evil-minded people."

"No, you can't do this. Can't we go on our own?" Zhang Cuiju panicked. If she was taken back like this and everyone knew about it, she might not even have a place to stay in Xiaoquan Village. "Aunt, please say something!"

Mother Hang rolled her eyes in disgust and sneered, "Hmph! Don't blame others for being merciless just because you did something immoral." The reason she let this widowed niece live in her house was just to annoy Song Ning. Now that her goal has been achieved, she can naturally turn her back on her. Her relationship with her natal family was not particularly good to begin with.

No matter how much Zhang Cuiju resisted, she was eventually escorted away by several young men and strong women from the village who were assigned by the headman.

Before leaving, she made one last harsh remark: "I will make you regret what you did to us today..."

A group of people watched over Zhang Cuiju and her daughter as they left in a mighty procession. San Ya was dragged away nervously and confusedly. She looked back blankly, and the Hang family's yard was getting farther and farther away...

In the yard, the old man stood up with the help of his cane, patted Hang Shuheng on the shoulder and sighed with regret.

"Since the divorce is a foregone conclusion, I won't say anything annoying. But Heng, have you thought about how to settle them?" The old man looked at Song Ning and her son. "I'm not a heartless person. Even if it's a divorce, I should settle them down so that people won't talk about it."

This was an old man who knew right from wrong, and Hang Shuheng was impressed. He bowed and said, "Uncle, don't worry. Shuheng knows what's going on."

"You know what's going on, so I won't say much." The old man finally called out to everyone, "Everyone, go away, go away!"

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the village head hurriedly supported the old man. "Uncle, slow down!"

The old man waved his hand and said, "I can still walk, old man."

"Uncle, uncle, take care! Shuheng won't see you off." Hang Shuheng bowed and apologized to the two elders, then turned to Hang's mother and said, "Mom, it's time for us to pack up and leave here!"

"Gah..."

Hang Shuheng's voice was so loud that many people heard it. The old man took a step back after just stepping out of the courtyard gate. Some people who had not had time to leave stopped and watched silently.

"Pack, pack up what? Where are you leaving?" Hang's mother asked dully.

"Of course we have to leave here. We can't live here anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hang's mother was unhappy and pointed at Song Ning and his mother and shouted, "This is our home. Where do you want me to go? If anyone wants to leave, they should leave."

Hang Shuheng couldn't help laughing and said, "Have you forgotten? This is the Song family's yard, and it's Aning's dowry."

Mother Hang was speechless for a moment, and retorted without confidence: "What's wrong with the dowry? When she marries into our Hang family, she is a member of the Hang family, and hers is the Hang family..."

"But we are divorced now, aren't we?" Hang Shuheng shook his head and said, "The laws of our dynasty state that the husband's family cannot seize the dowry of a married woman, not to mention that we are already divorced."

"Before Aning got married, all her dowry had been registered with the government. If the husband's family disregards the law and wantonly seizes the dowry of a married woman, the woman can sue the court. In minor cases, the husband's family can be ordered to return the dowry and be caned as a warning. In serious cases, there may be imprisonment."

Hang Shuheng explained all the interests involved and advised: "In addition to this yard, the eight acres of good land rented out years ago are also the Song family's land. The only land the old Hang family has is just two acres of poor land. After everything is sorted out, return the Song family's land deeds, land deeds and house deeds to the Song family, and we will leave. Although our own thatched cottage at the end of the village is a bit shabby, it should still be habitable after some repairs..."

Hang Shuheng's words were like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, causing everyone to boil over, and even nailing Hang's mother to the spot at home, unable to move...