On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

No one slept in the house for several days, and there was a layer of dust everywhere.

Ling Jiang carefully folded the new clothes and put them on the top shelf of the closet, then went outside to fetch half a bucket of water, and started cleaning the house.

After a while, Li Li came back and stood at the door watching him busy in the room, without any intention of helping him.

"Where have you been these few days?"

"I went to Urumqi with Chuanzi."

After hearing this, Li Li frowned, "You follow Chuanzi here and there every day, and you don't do your own business? You don't make money, and the whole family follows you to drink northwest wind?"

Ling Jiang took the dusty rag into the bucket to clean it, and replied, "It's cold, and business is hard to do. You can't make much money if you run outside for a day. I plan to help Chuanzi for two months. Next spring, I will continue to do my own small business."

Li Li immediately asked: "How much does Chuanzi pay you a month?"

"50."

Li Li curled her lips, "You're only 50, how about sending the beggar?"

Ling Jiang listened, put down the work in his hand, and turned to look at the other party, "It's such a cold day, trinkets can't be sold at all, Chuanzi is willing to give me a job to earn money, let alone 50, it's 20, 30 I'll do it too."

"I've heard from the Zhou family that Chuanzi can earn one or two hundred a day by throwing gloves, hats, scarves, etc. at least you are his own brother, so he gives you so much."

"It's Chuanzi's own business that Chuanzi earned money. He earned it by taking risks and working hard. He doesn't owe you or me. If you have time to speak bitterly here, why don't you think about it?" Find a way to find something to do, earn yourself a ration, and don't think about the money in other people's pockets all day long."

With Li Li's fiery temper, how could she bear such words.

"Ling, what do you mean? You don't even want to care about your wife and son now, right? Let me tell you, even if I divorce you, Jiale is still your son, and you have to support him in your life Our mother and son!"

Ling Jiang lowered his head and exhaled the suffocation in his chest, "Li Li, don't rush to quarrel with me. Let's talk slowly after I clean up the house."

"Okay, talk, talk now!"

"What about Jia Le? I don't want Jia Le to hear our conversation. He is still young, so it's better not to know some things now."

Li Li sneered, "Why, are you afraid? I'm afraid that my son will know your true face of Ling Jiang's ruthlessness and will not recognize you in the future?"

Ling Jiang ignored Li Li's sarcasm, put down the rag and walked out of the house and shouted twice, but there was no response, guessing that Ling Jiale might be playing outside, so he turned and returned to the house.

"Li Li, it's been seven years since we got married. In these seven years, I, Ling Jiang, haven't felt sorry for you or this family at all, have I?"

Li Li frowned all of a sudden, "What are you talking about?"

Ling Jiang took out a cigarette pouch from his pocket, squeezed a pinch of shredded tobacco, put it into a pipe, lit it with a lighter, took a long puff, and then continued to make noise.

"I agree to the divorce."

Li Li was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, "So, you agreed to give me and Jiale the house?"

Ling Jiang took a puff of cigarette in a calm manner, half-closed his eyes through the smoke and looked at the woman who had been sleeping with him for seven years.

"Li Li, I know that you are wronged to marry me. I am poor and have no ability. I let you suffer with me for so many years. I don't care about the things you do, but don't think about the house. gone."

Hearing these words, Li Li was furious immediately.

At this time, she would never have dreamed that Ling Jiang already knew about Ling Jiale's background, and thought that Ling Jiang was talking about reselling electronic watches, she accidentally leaked the news, causing everyone to lose money, and such trivial matters as harsh treatment of her daughter .

"Ling, let me tell you, I'm going to book the house! Jiale is your son, you are his father, and it's only right for me to raise a son and marry him a wife in the future! How dare you not give Jiale a house, I, I will sue you!"

Seeing Li Li put the cuckold on her head so confidently, Ling Jiang's heart also became angry.

"If you want to file a lawsuit, go ahead. I want to see how the law judges an illegitimate child born to an unfaithful wife!"

After hearing this, Li Li's face changed immediately, "You, what do you mean?"

Ling Jiang stared at her with a cold face, "You speak from your own conscience, Jiale is my Ling Jiang's own!?"

Li Liru was struck by lightning, her already pale face became even more ugly, and her eyes showed panic.

"You, why do you say that Jiale is not your son? You are slandering me!"

As if inspired, Li Li suddenly sat down on the ground, wailing in grief and indignation.

"Ling, you have no conscience. In order to get rid of our mother and son, you actually smeared my innocence and reputation like this. You are trying to force me to death. I can't live. I just hit my head against the door. ..."

Li Li naively thought that as long as she cried, made trouble and hanged herself, she would be able to fool this matter away.

But Ling Jiang held the paternity test report in his hand, and Li Li's crying seemed to him to be nothing more than a clown.

"Come on, let everyone watch my jokes about Ling Jiang, and see how I have been cuckolded for five years and help others raise their sons. As long as you are not afraid that Jiale will be pointed at and called an illegitimate child in the future." .”

The crying stopped abruptly.

Sure enough, Ling Jiale is Li Li's lifeblood.

Although Li Li didn't dare to make trouble anymore, she was still not reconciled in her heart, "Which goddamn person chewed his tongue in front of you, surnamed Ling, would you rather believe in an outsider's arrangement than me?

Pity me for having worked so hard all these years to raise your children and take care of the housework for you, but in the end I got such a dirty name. Do you have a conscience? "

Hearing this, Ling Jiang was also angry, "In these years, food and clothing, which one have you not favored family happiness and treated Chunhua harshly? I worked hard to earn money, not to help others raise their sons! You raised my own daughter They are half dead, raising other people's sons for nothing, how can you have the face to raise my conscience!"

Although Ling Jiang is usually honest and honest, he is a big man after all, so it is quite scary to really get angry.

After Li Li was yelled at by him, his momentum immediately weakened by five points.

"You, what evidence do you have that Jiale is not your own? You are the only man in my life. If Jiale is not your son, who else can it be?"

"That's what you have to ask yourself!"

Ling Jiang took out the paternity test report that he had been carrying all the time, and threw it at the other party's face, "This is the paternity test that Chuanzi asked someone to do for me and Jiale from the provincial capital, please read it carefully!"

Li Li picked up the paternity test report on the ground and looked at it for a while, then ruthlessly tore it into pieces.

"I can't read it, I don't know what's written on it."

Seeing that Li Li was still pretending to be crazy and stupid at this time, Ling Jiang felt unspeakably disappointed and chilled in his heart.