Crossing 1992: Contracting a barren mountain and becoming a huge demolition household

Ye Wenhui was relieved now and patted his hand comfortingly. "Wenlin has always been a good person. It's right for you to divorce him as soon as possible. Now he hasn't completely lost his mind to gambling, and he can still think more about you and the children."

These words touched Zheng Jiayi's heart. Many people, especially the elders in the village, did not understand her. They thought that even if Ye Wenlin did something wrong, she, as his wife, should have been more patient in persuading him. With time, people would eventually turn over a new leaf.

The villagers blamed her for getting a divorce. Wasn't that abandoning him to live a better life?

Zheng Jiayi didn't want to either, didn't she? But the sight of Ye Wenlin raising his fist was truly terrifying. Even if she was willing to sink with Ye Wenlin, she also had to consider her children. She couldn't wait until all the family wealth was squandered and drag the children through the hardship with her, could she?

Zheng Jiayi looked at Ye Wenhui with a touching expression, "I want to move out as soon as possible. I can't let my child learn bad things from him. Sister Xiaohui, is your place expensive?"

Ye Wenlin not only learned to gamble, but also smoked and drank freely. This kind of growing environment is not good for children. Zheng Jiayi now just wants to move far away, but she can't go to a completely unfamiliar place. Ancheng is just right.

Ye Wenhui didn't know much about real estate. Both times her family bought a house, it was Ye Ke who made the final decision. Thinking of this, she glanced at Ye Ke.

Ye Ke nodded to her, and Ye Wenhui finally spoke with confidence, "Our community is still a bit expensive, but there are many communities around. Come find me when the time comes, and Xiao Ke and I will take you around. We'll definitely find the right one!"

Zheng Jiayi was really anxious.

The afternoon after the village’s ancestor worship ceremony, she brought her children to see Ye Wenhui.

Zheng Jiayi smiled bitterly and said to Ye Wenhui awkwardly, "I originally wanted to wait a few days to come find you, but Ye Wenlin came back with a large group of people. Yangyang and I couldn't stay any longer, so we had no choice but to come find you!"

Yangyang is still young and is in the second grade of junior high school. He used to be a lively and naughty boy, but now he has become timid and only dares to stick close to his mother. He looks very insecure.

Ye Wenhui waved her hand and said generously, "What's the big deal! I'm not being polite now that I've said it. I'm just waiting for you to come to me!"

Then he said with a smug look on his face, "It's just right that you're looking for me now. Otherwise, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, my shop will be busy again, and I won't be available even if you want to find me then."

Zheng Jiayi had grasped the key point. "In the store? Sister Xiaohui, have you gone to look for a job?"

Ye Wenhui smiled modestly, but when she realized she couldn't help herself, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. "No, it's Xiao Ke who was worried I'd get bored, so he pushed me into learning baking. Now that I've learned it, I've opened a dessert shop. I'm always busy, constantly on the go!"

Zheng Jiayi was surprised. When she was having dinner yesterday, she felt that in addition to the changes in Ye Wenhui's dress and appearance, there was also an indescribable temperament about her. Now it seems that it was probably the confidence that came from a successful career?

She couldn't help but feel a little envious. "This is great! Now I want to concentrate on taking care of Yangyang at home. When Yangyang is admitted to university, I will also go and learn something."

Ye Wenhui patted her hand soothingly, "Things will get better. Look at me, didn't I get through it too?"

Ye Wenhui didn't give Zheng Jiayi time to feel sad, so she called Ye Ke and her sister-in-law, and the five of them went to look at houses together.

Even though Ye Wenhui had said that the houses in Nanhu Yaju were relatively expensive, Zheng Jiayi was still unwilling to give in and wanted to go to the property office to inquire about the price.

"What? 2400 per square meter?"

It was my aunt who exclaimed.

When she bought the house before, she only heard Ye Ke bragging about real estate investment and appreciation, but she didn't feel it herself. Now that she has actually seen the housing prices in her community go up, she truly feels that she has made a profit!