My mother is getting married, Xiao Wei is so handsome

Wei Shuqing smiled. Her ex-husband was indeed a member of the Qi family. He was still able to act pitiful in front of others as always.

You still want to continue being a good person, right? But today she won't let King Qi get his wish!

Wei Shuqing struggled to free herself from Qi Zhijun's hand and pulled back: "Zhijun, Zhijun, I know I'm not worthy of you, please don't hit me!"

Although domestic violence is not uncommon in this era, it is one thing for a couple to quarrel at home, but it is another matter entirely when they quarrel in public.

Sister Zhao, who had always disliked Qi Zhijun, was the first to stand up and protect Wei Shuqing behind her: "Comrade, don't worry, he won't dare hit you here. If you have any grievances, just tell us and we will take care of it for you!"

"That's right!" Several female comrades said in unison. What they hated most was men who beat their wives.

Hearing this, Wei Shuqing nodded with emotion. She began to tell her story about her experiences in the Qi family bit by bit: "I'm not good-looking, my family conditions are not good, and I work in the workshop. The Qi family has always looked down on me. Qi Zhijun is not very kind to me, and the old lady of the Qi family also withholds my food every day to subsidize her daughter who doesn't know how to make a living. I work in the workshop all day and can't even have a full meal at night. As a result, my son Niu Niu was weaned early. I'm suffering!"

As she spoke, Wei Shuqing's eyes turned red. All the injustice and grievances she had suffered over the years turned into tears that flowed down her face.

"You're talking nonsense! When has my mother ever cut back on your food? When have I ever looked down on you?"

Qi Zhijun said with gritted teeth, he didn't expect Wei Shuqing to be so good at confusing right and wrong. It seemed that he really underestimated this woman.

"Humph." Wei Shuqing snorted coldly, speaking with certainty, "Didn't your mother deduct food from me? Ever since I married you, I've given your mother 40 yuan of my monthly salary as living expenses. However, I didn't even see an egg yolk during my confinement. Your mother kept all the egg yolks for your sister to eat. If she's so calculating with an egg yolk, what can I eat on a normal day? How can 40 yuan a month only allow me to eat vegetable leaves and potatoes every day? I still have to feed my child! And you, Lord Qi, you said you have eyes for me, but that's pure bullshit. The candies and snacks you brought back, I didn't even get to see them, they went straight into the stomachs of your sister's three children. Your good sister is used to eating and using us, and she even sneers and insults me from time to time. You know all this, you just don't care."

“Oh my god, I never thought that Qi Zhijun’s family would be this kind of people.”

"Look at Qi Zhijun's wife. She's pale and thin, and obviously malnourished. What she said is probably true."

"It's so pitiful! How could I have run into a family that doesn't treat their daughter-in-law as a human being?"

People in the office began to talk.

Qi Zhijun was embarrassed and couldn't help but say, "I don't understand why you are fighting with these children for food? You are such a grown-up, and all you need is a bite of eggs, a few pieces of candy, and a bag of snacks, right?!"

"I don't want to eat. Where's my Niu Niu? If I don't eat, how can I feed him milk?" Wei Shuqing almost wanted to open Qi Zhijun's head to see if it was stuffed with paste. "Qi Zhijun, you can't even feed your wife and children. You're such a loser! If you still have some fatherly love for Niu Niu, then divorce me. Otherwise, I'll come to your workplace every day to block you and let everyone in the company know your true face and the bad things your family has done."

"That's right, King Qi, if you were a man, you would get a divorce quickly and not make others suffer with you." Sister Zhao spoke up for justice.

There are fewer divorces these days, and people tend to hold the idea of "rather destroy ten temples than regret a marriage," and they encourage reconciliation rather than divorce.

But thinking that Wei Shuqing couldn't even get enough to eat with Qi Zhijun, and her child had no milk to drink, Sister Zhao felt that having a husband like this was worse than dying. At least after Qi Zhijun died, Wei Shuqing and her child could get a pension.

Seeing his colleagues looking at him with strange eyes, Qi Zhijun's face flushed red. He looked at Wei Shuqing, who had humiliated him, with hatred, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, let's go get a letter of introduction now and get a divorce today!"

With Sister Zhao's enthusiastic company and help, the letters of introduction from both parties were issued quickly, and the divorce process went exceptionally smoothly. As soon as it got dark, the two of them already had their divorce certificates in their arms.

As for Qi Zhijun's reputation, it naturally spread quickly in the two factories because of Sister Zhao's enthusiasm.

Nowadays, there are only a few families who don’t even give their daughter-in-law food to eat.

Especially in the design institute, everyone knows that the girl from the Qi family puts on makeup every day and has new clothes one after another. Originally thought that she came from a wealthy family, but it turned out that she relied on drinking the blood and eating the flesh of her sister-in-law.

It is not difficult to understand the love for others, but if you base your love of beauty on the suffering of others, then it is disgusting.

In order to thank Sister Zhao, Wei Shuqing decided to treat her to a meal.

The two of them sat down and ordered a plate of braised pork, a plate of shredded potatoes, and two large bowls of rice, spending a total of 80 cents.

"Xiao Wei, we're getting divorced. Do you have any plans?"

Sister Zhao picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth. The meat was fat but not greasy, moist and delicious.

Wei Shuqing thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back to my parents' home and live there for a while, and then rent a house."

She was a skilled worker, and 40 yuan a month was already a very high salary. In addition, when she divorced Qi Zhijun, the street asked Qi Zhijun to give her 500 yuan in compensation so that she could save some money and buy a house nearby if she had the chance.

When she heard about renting a house, Sister Zhao smiled instantly. "You're so lucky, Xiao Wei. First you escaped the Qi family's hell, and now you're going to have a house soon. Aunt Wang, who lives in the same courtyard as me, is planning to rent out her side room. It's quite spacious. If you're interested, why don't you come with me and take a look?"

Hearing this, Wei Shuqing was delighted: "Really! That's great, Sister Zhao, you are truly a benefactor to us mother and son."

Having lived two lives, Wei Shuqing knew that although her brother and sister-in-law were good friends, living together for too long would hurt their feelings.

It would be better to rent an apartment from the beginning, give her brother and sister-in-law some money, and let her mother come to the city to take care of Niu Niu for a few months as a transition. When they get familiar with each other in the future, she can find a reliable neighbor to help take care of the child, and then she can go back to work with peace of mind.

After making up her mind, Wei Shuqing followed Sister Zhao home after dinner.