Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Seeing that the momentum began to turn, the Qiao family knew that their opportunity had come.

Qiao Lao San: "Zhao Lizheng, with so many eyes watching and so many witnesses, if the bridge is really useless, our Qiao family is willing to hand over the divorce agreement."

Old Man Qiao: "We in the Qiao family are always true to our word. We always keep our promises and never break them."

The villagers at the gate of the courtyard also said this.

"Since we can take it back, let's give it to you first. The Song family is too inhumane. If they have any bad intentions again, who will take the responsibility then?"

"Yeah, it's been going on for so long, it's time to end this matter. Let Yunni go back to her parents' home and have a good rest."

The Song family became nervous when they saw that those villagers who had been just watching the fun and saying a few words had firmly stood on the side of the Qiao family for their own interests.

Song Laodao said, "He can only write two words. There are many people in the village who can write two words. Do you think you have to believe me just because I say I can build a bridge?"

An elder from the Song family stroked his beard and said, "Divorce is no small matter, and neither is building a bridge. Let's first achieve some results before discussing the divorce. This will be fair to both parties."

Song Jianer shrugged. "Okay then, let's design a plan to divert the floodwaters to the Song family's fields, sacrificing the Song family for the benefit of the entire Datian Village."

"You——" The elder felt dizzy.

Zhao Lizheng said: "You can write a divorce letter, but you also need to write a certificate. If the bridge is useless, then the divorce letter will be taken back. Qiao will still be the daughter-in-law of the Song family who was kicked out. No one can control her except the Song family."

Old Lady Song rolled her eyes. She didn't believe that Song Jian'er could build a bridge. This was just a delaying tactic so that she could turn her back on him when the time comes. But with a document and so many people testifying, what tricks could she play?

By then, we will take back the divorce agreement. Qiao's legs and feet have been almost healed in the Qiao family, so we can just sell them. She is still young at this age, so she can fetch a lot of money.

The woman who has received the divorce certificate must be punished more severely.

And how long could Song Jian'er, a granddaughter surnamed Song, stay in the Qiao family? Life wasn't easy for the Qiao family either, with every grain of ration carefully distributed. I was afraid she'd get tired of living there for a while, and then she'd be homeless, or would she have to return to the Song family for help? She could actually write, which was even better; she could fetch more silver.

Thinking about all this, Old Lady Song almost laughed out loud.

The whole person felt much more relaxed: "Write, write, write quickly, and when you're done, everyone can go their separate ways. The noise is annoying."

"Mom, why did you agree?" Song Laoer objected as soon as he heard it.

Old Mrs. Song gave him a secret look.

Knowing that his mother was the one who could make the decisions, the Song family members remained silent.

Song Jian'er knew at a glance that the old woman was up to something bad, but she would not let her succeed.

The Qiao family felt that it was a bit sudden that the Song family gave in. Old Mrs. Song had always been a powerful figure, so it was unlikely that she would suddenly become tolerant.

But it’s good that they’ve let go. This is exactly what they want to see. Let’s focus on the current step first.

Two copies of the divorce letter were written. Song Lao San had disappeared long ago and was assumed to be dead, so Old Lady Song put his fingerprints on it on his behalf.

As for the letter of guarantee for building the bridge, it was held by Zhao Lizheng.

Old Lady Song slowly folded the divorce papers and muttered, "One more month, at most."

Song Jianer understood. There was still a month until the rainy season. The old woman was waiting for the bridge to be built or washed away by the water. Then she would take back the divorce agreement and deal with Qiao as she pleased.

She curled the corners of her mouth. The bridge she designed would not collapse even when Old Lady Song died.

After asking Mr. Wang for a piece of paper, Song Jianer drew an exquisite bridge in front of everyone. The structure was completely based on the Zhaozhou Bridge, with a main arch to pass water and small arches to discharge and divert flood water. The materials used were marble and granite. Song Jianer also thought of the location of the bridge based on the original owner's memory.

When building the bridge originally, she always chose the same location, but that location could not withstand the test, so she changed it to a place further upstream.

Before Song Jianer came to this world, he did not study civil engineering, but the design concept of Zhaozhou Bridge was deeply rooted in people's hearts, and ordinary people knew what it looked like.

Zhao Lizheng was looking at the bridge design on the drawing, lost in thought.

He had a feeling that this bridge could be built, giving people a feeling that it was solid and could not be destroyed.

But it is very expensive. In order to complete it within a month, a large number of workers are needed, and the labor cost is high.

Next, it would be up to him to request funding from the county government and assistance from local gentry and wealthy people.

When it is completed, a monument will be erected with everyone's names written on it, and these people will be very happy.

Old man Qiao looked at the drawn bridge and couldn't help but marvel.

This is something that only a professional painter can draw. How much did his granddaughter learn through hard work to get to this point?

The Qiao family was also secretly shocked that Song Jianer actually had such talent. If he hadn't stood up for his mother today, they would probably never know about it and would have buried such a talent.

The Song family members looked at Song Jianer with a slightly different look.

Being able to write a few words is normal, but being able to create such an image requires real talent.

However, their ideas were different from those of the Qiao family, especially Boss Song and Mrs. Shen, whose eyes were eager. They thought that once Song Jian'er became their daughter, with her good looks and talents, they should be able to get a betrothal gift of several dozen taels. Then they could find a wife for their son in the town.

It’s beautiful when you think about it.

"Okay, okay, let's go back. This place is unlucky." said Boss Qiao.

"Yes, be careful not to get bad luck. My younger sister is so unlucky after marrying here. Others should stay away from her." said Qiao Lao San.

Upon hearing this, the villagers at the door quickly dispersed.

Song Jian'er went back with the Qiao family, carrying a divorce letter with her, feeling relieved.

If it weren't for this divorce letter, the Song family would have asked Qiao to wander around, and Qiao would have had to wander around. After all, she is still the daughter-in-law of the Song family in name, and they won't let you go back to your parents' home. What can you do?

Moreover, she was worried that the Song family would really do something wrong.

For example, if they are so eager to drive my mother away without leaving any room for retaliation, will they find someone to insult him and completely cut off her retreat?

People's hearts are unpredictable, and she is preparing for the worst.

Therefore, she had to make a guarantee and get the divorce papers first.

From now on, she and her mother can live a new life.

"Wait." Old Mrs. Qiao suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"Old woman, is there anything else?" asked Old Man Qiao.

"Since it's a divorce, should we take back the dowry we gave to Ni'er?"