Rebirth in 1987, the fierce wife is not to be messed with!

Qi Baolian rolled her eyes and the flesh on her face trembled twice, "I said you were a vicious woman, how dare you think of me and my widow like this! I'm just a poor old woman, how can I be that kind of person?!"

Yuan Yuan said calmly: "Be more confident and remove the word 'like'. You are that kind of person."

Look, the advantage of having a mouth is that Jiang Peiwei reluctantly wrote the document. When he handed the document to Yuan Yuan, his face was full of self-righteous disappointment, "Yuan Yuan, I thought you really loved me. I didn't expect you to be such a realistic woman after all!"

Yuan Yuan was still very calm: "Don't put me on the moral high ground. I won't fall for that now! If you are noble, then don't eat my gigolo, right?"

In her previous life, she didn't fight or compete, and gave without regrets, but what did she get in the end? !

Jiang Peiwei was choked by her and rolled his eyes. With the support of Qi Baolian, he limped back to the house.

As for Xu Jingjing, she had sneaked away at some point in time.

Now is not the time to argue with her, Yuan Yuan is not in a hurry, anyway, the grudges of the previous life must be avenged one by one. They will not be able to escape one by one.

Qi Baolian helped her son to the threshold, and suddenly remembered something. She turned around and sneered at Yuan Yuan: "Yuan Yuan, this is Jiangjia Village, not your Yuanjia Village. Without my son, you will sleep on the ridge tonight!"

Li Yinghong grabbed Yuan Yuan's sleeve and said, "Don't be afraid of him! Just sleep at my house tonight!"

Yuan Yuan nodded gratefully, and hummed, a sound not much louder than a mosquito's buzz. Seeing this, Qi Baolian glared at Li Yinghong angrily and slammed the door fiercely.

Without any excitement to watch, the crowd dispersed in twos and threes.

Yuan Yuan followed Li Yinghong back to her home. Li Yinghong arranged to rent out the vacant room of her brother-in-law who was working away from home for Yuan Yuan to stay in temporarily. She regretted as she arranged the bedding: "I really regret it. If I had known that Jiang Peiwei was so excessive, I would have issued you a certificate that day. I'm afraid you would have completed the divorce procedures by now! I wasted your time and let you get beaten up again - are you okay?"

Yuan Yuan shook her head and said, "It's okay, just some flesh wounds."

She was so calm that Li Yinghong might have misunderstood her. The director of the Women's Affairs Office's eyes turned red. "My goodness, you are too sad. Are you numb? It doesn't matter. Now the world has changed. Even if you are divorced, you can live somewhere else and start a new life."

Restart a new life...

Yuan Yuan had beads of sweat on his forehead.

A woman's voice came from outside the door: "Ah Hong, is Yuan Yuan at your house?"

Yuan Yuan and Li Yinghong looked at each other and were both stunned.

Who is looking for her?

When she saw that the person who came in was a middle-aged woman, Yuan Yuan was even more confused. Li Yinghong was also confused, and hurriedly offered her a seat: "Teacher Dong, come, sit down... Do you want some tea? Oh, I forgot, you don't drink tea outside, then, then do you want water? Add some white sugar?"

A village women's director is actually a bit flustered? !

However, Yuan Yuan could also understand Li Yinghong's reaction. When she saw the serious face of the visitor, his meticulous and straight sitting posture, and especially when she looked into the eyes behind the pair of horn-rimmed glasses, she felt a sense of oppression and was under great pressure.

Li Yinghong said to Yuan Yuan: "She is Jiang Zhou's mother, Teacher Dong."

Yuan Yuan hummed and said hello. Then she asked, "Mother Jiang Zhou, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Jiang Zhou's mother gave Li Yinghong a look, and Li Yinghong quickly avoided the situation. She handed an envelope to Yuan Yuan: "This is what Jiang Zhou asked me to give to you."

At a glance, Yuan Yuan recognized that it was the cash she had deposited with Jiang Zhou. She took it, and a thousand thoughts suddenly surged in her mind. Seeing Jiang Zhou's mother getting up to leave without asking a single question, she couldn't help but blurt out: "Jiang Zhou's mother, don't you want to ask what's in this envelope?"

Jiang Zhou's mother paused, shook her head, and said something that would only become popular a dozen or twenty years later: "That is your privacy. I have no right to ask about it."

Yuan Yuan: “Huh?”

Jiang Zhou's mother stopped, turned around, took off her glasses, and asked, "Yuan Yuan, you really don't recognize me?"

When Jiang Zhou's mother took off her glasses, her bangs fell on her eyebrows, which made her look more pretty and kind.

"You are——" In a flash, Yuan Yuan's pupils trembled, "You are, Teacher Dong! Teacher Dong, your son is Jiang Zhou?!"

Jiang Zhou's mother, or rather, Yuan Yuan's first teacher Dong Yuehe, smiled and nodded. She said, "Take care of your own affairs first. Don't worry, no matter what happens, at least there are teachers in Jiangjia Village who support you."

Yuan Yuan bit her lips and screamed in a low voice, "Teacher!!"

Dong Yuehe had put on her glasses and returned to her stern and rigid look. She pushed open the door and left.

……

Shocked, Yuan Yuan stayed at Li Yinghong's house for one night.

Jiang Peiwei's door was closed that night.

The next morning, Yuan Yuan came to the marriage registration center in a corner of the town office. Jiang Peiwei arrived on time. Seeing Yuan Yuan, he looked uncomfortable and still said in a condescending manner: "Yuan Yuan, you have to think about it! If you get divorced, you will be a slut, and no one will dare to marry you in the future! It's not too late to regret it now!"

Yuan Yuan ignored him and asked, "Have you brought all your things?"

Seeing that she didn't respond to him, Jiang Peiwei's face became even uglier. He pulled a long face and rushed into the registration center first. He left the door behind him after he entered. The fashionable glass door almost hit Yuan Yuan. If Yuan Yuan hadn't reacted quickly, her face would have been covered in blood.

Yuan Yuan propped up the glass door with one hand, pushed it open again and walked inside, muttering to herself in her heart: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Don't get angry with that stupid jerk. Just find a chance to beat him up!"

The marriage registration window was very busy, with a long queue. However, the divorce registration window was very deserted, with no one queuing up at all. Yuan Yuan sat down on the chair and said, "I want a divorce."

The woman who was eating sunflower seeds at the divorce registration window was stunned for a moment, put down the seeds reluctantly, and said sadly: "Who is it? Where are you from? Where is your household registration? Have you brought everything? What's the reason for the divorce?"

There were few divorces in those days, so they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Jiang Peiwei cursed: "What are you looking at?! Have you never seen people get divorced?! Let me tell you, I don't want her!"

Knowing that he was embarrassed and had lost his defense, Yuan Yuan treated him like a clown and didn't even look at Jiang Peiwei. She just politely said to the aunt, "The relationship has broken down and we can't go on."

Flipping through the divorce documents that Yuan Yuan had neatly prepared in advance, the aunt couldn't help but raise her eyelids and gave her a straight look: "Broken relationship? Oh, you young people are so impulsive. Fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. Can't you just talk it over properly? Why do you have to get a divorce?"

Yuan Yuan remained silent.