Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

"Stop talking. It makes me feel sick if you keep doing this to me." Ji Qinglan interrupted him.

"The new sword belongs to me, let's part ways and live happily ever after!"

Oh! It's impossible.

After saying this, Ji Qinglan turned to the neighbors who were watching the fun and said loudly: "I would like all the uncles and aunts to bear witness for me today. Liang Qian and I have broken up and are now divorced. I will no longer have any contact with the Liang family."

Everyone was a little confused. Divorce is a big deal. Even if there are quarrels and fights, the couple can still live on as long as it doesn't end up in divorce. After all, the world is more harsh on women, and people will blame them in the future.

Aunt Wu couldn't help but advise: "Qinglan, don't be impulsive. You and Liang Qian just had a quarrel and it's over. It won't get to the point of divorce. Both husband and wife should be more tolerant and understanding."

Ji Qinglan turned into a shadow queen at this time, with tears in her eyes, a sad face, and a resentful face, and said: "Aunt Wu, you don't need to persuade me. How could I take this step? It's really too much. In addition to not recognizing my marriage with him, the Liang family has other things you don't know. Yesterday, we were..."

Liang Qian shouted sternly, "Qing Lan."

"I agree to divorce, please stop talking."

Ji Qinglan was satisfied. Even if he reacted a second slower, she would have exposed the ugly affair between him and Xiang Lanlan. But now she let the knife fly for a while.

Liang Qian suddenly felt powerless. When he came back from Ji Qinglan, he first asked for money, then for a house, and finally divorced him. Every step was within her calculations.

He felt nervous and wondered if he should look for Uncle Peng next.

His hands hidden under the black cotton sleeves were clenched into fists, with his five fingers digging deep into the flesh. He endured the pain on his face, pretending to be hurt by love, which made people feel sorry for him.

Ji Qinglan: ...

You pretend, you pretend again.

Liu Yumei and Zhang Jianguo looked at each other with disdain. Even a dog on the street wouldn't trust someone like you.

Who can't act?

"Since you've agreed, go to the neighborhood committee and get the certificate written. I'll take it back to the village."

The four of them went to the nearby neighborhood committee, and Aunt Wu stayed here to look after the house. She would be living in the house soon, so she had to watch it and not let the Liang family destroy it.

Soon, after walking out of the neighborhood committee, Ji Qinglan carefully put the certificate into his bag, which was actually into the space. This thing was very important, and it would be useful when he returned to the Honghe Brigade.

Liang Qian looked at her, pursed his lips, and finally sighed and said, "Qinglan, you are always the one I love the most. I hope you can change your mind."

Unbearable, no need to endure.

She let Liu Yumei hold her son and slowly walked towards Liang Qian. Liang Qian thought of some unpleasant memories and stepped back unconsciously. Ji Qinglan was faster than him and kicked him in the stomach, making him step back a few steps and finally fall to the ground.

Liu Yumei's eyes widened and her mouth opened.

Zhang Jianguo: Wow, so handsome!

Ji Qinglan stepped on his stomach, grabbed his hair, lifted him up, and whispered: "Talk about love, shut up about love, where is your love? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Whatever you say is the truth? Don't show up in front of me and my son again, or I'll beat you up every time I see you, huh!"

Liang Qian opened his mouth with difficulty and wanted to say something, but Ji Qinglan slapped him in the face again.

"This slap is for you. I will take care of you like a father." To commemorate my previous life.

"Pah!" Another slap.

"This slap is because you betrayed your marriage."

"Pa!" followed by another slap.

"This slap is for Xin Cheng. You are not worthy of being his father."

Ji Qinglan let go of the man and stood up. Just then, a clerk came out and said unhappily, "No fighting allowed. If you want to argue, go back and argue."

If you want to fight, go back and fight. What's the point of gathering in front of the neighborhood committee? Besides, it's shameful for a grown man to get beaten to the ground.

Ji Qinglan smiled and explained: "No, Comrade Liang fell down by himself, and I had to help him up."

She is a gentle, kind, weak and self-help girl. How could she possibly hit someone?

"Yes, he fell accidentally." Liu Yumei and Zhang Jianguo both nodded.

Ji Qinglan had already helped Liang Qian up and sighed, "Although we are divorced, let's each live well! You deserve better."

Zhang Jianguo ran up and supported him on the other side, and said, "Why are you so careless when you walk? Your clothes are all dirty." As he said that, he slapped Liang Qian heavily.

Liang Qian hated and feared Ji Qinglan. He looked at Ji Qinglan angrily. His hands were tightly clamped by Zhang Jianguo and he could not move.

When the four of them came back, the Liang family had finished moving all their things. Aunt Wu was cleaning the house with the women in the family, cursing as she cleaned.

"Qinglan, look at this chair, it's rotten like this, are they starving to death? They have nothing to eat, so they bite this? It's really true, they don't cherish what they have. And this wall, the wall surface is peeling off, and they don't even know how to fix it."

Ji Qinglan looked at the mottled wall, on which was still a trace of the crayon drawing of a family of three she had made when she was a child.

As time goes by, the surface of the picture peels off and the colored pen lines have become tattered beyond recognition.

Aunt Wu was still mumbling, the wall was peeling off here, there was a hole in the ground there, and the corner of that cabinet was missing...

"Aunt Wu, I'll give you twenty dollars and you can help me clean up the house." Ji Qinglan suddenly said.

Aunt Wu's voice got stuck when she heard this, and she blushed as she tried to defend herself: "Qinglan, that's not what I meant. I meant that they didn't take good care of the house and ruined it."

"It's okay. My house also needs repairs. I'll have to trouble you for help in the future." Ji Qinglan said.

"Go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy a bucket to repaint the wall. It will look brighter. I can't let you do both the labor and the money."

"Oh! You are very thoughtful." Aunt Wu refused twice and then happily accepted it. She also promised to take good care of the house and never let the naughty children at home to destroy it.

Ji Qinglan only instructed that the persimmon tree in the yard should not be cut down, and she didn't care much about the other things. She would definitely decorate the yard when she came back.

In addition to the persimmon tree in the yard, there is also an old grape vine, which was planted by her father when she was six years old. This year, new buds have sprouted on the dead vine, so she asked Aunt Wu to help take care of it.

Of course Aunt Wu patted her chest and guaranteed it.

Aunt Wu wanted to keep Ji Qinglan for dinner, but she refused. The three of them left Sanhuai Hutong. It was already past dinner time and the three of them were starving, so Ji Qinglan found the nearest state-owned restaurant.

Little did they know that just as they left, a jeep stopped at the entrance of the alley, and Xiao Yi supported Peng Guodong and stood at the entrance of the alley.

Yesterday, Xiao Yi and his friends searched all the guesthouses in the capital before they found the one they stayed in last night, but they were still a step too late.

As a result, when Xiao Yi called in the morning, Peng Guodong remembered the old house of the Ji family in Sanhuai Hutong. He was so distracted yesterday that he forgot about this place.

Peng Guodong was filled with emotion and walked in with a crutch.