At fifty, she remarried into a wealthy family; her ex-husband knelt down and begged for reconciliati

He Qiaoyun laughed, and said in a chilling tone, "People get sick and die every day in this world. If I had to worry about every single one of them, would I even be able to live?"

"Besides, she's your daughter, not mine. If you really cared about this girl, you would have sold the house to pay for her medical treatment by now. Why are you pretending to be a loving father?"

"If you really can't bear to sell the house, then go sell your blood or kidneys. You can't just enjoy your kids calling you 'Dad' and do nothing about being a dad."

This is the retribution they deserve; she has no intention of getting involved in other people's karma.

"You!" Xu Hui was speechless after being rebuked. "Stop talking nonsense. The market is bad right now. You'll definitely lose a lot of money if you sell the house."

He Qiaoyun retorted, using his exact words: "That's not just a human life, it's your own daughter. Don't be so cold-blooded. Money can be earned back, but a child is truly gone forever."

Xu Hui was furious. He angrily smashed the empty beverage bottle, but the cap wasn't tightened properly, and the juice spilled onto the ground.

"He Qiaoyun!"

He Qiaoyun pointed to the bottle on the ground, "The drink is five yuan. Go to the front, scan the code to pay, and show it to me after you've paid."

Xu Hui pointed at her, his lips trembling, and after a long while, he uttered three words: "You wait."

After leaving the small supermarket, he received a call from Wang Jinghuai.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Jinghuai cried and pleaded with him, "Honey, Tongtong's condition is very bad. Please, please save her. I'll do whatever you ask from now on, I promise I'll listen to you..."

She's been spoiled rotten by Xu Hui all these years.

At first, he opened a clothing store and a nail salon, but business was not good, and he went out of business in less than two years.

At that time, Xu Hui used sweet words to coax her, and she became a full-time mistress, relying on coaxing Xu Hui to get money.

With the decline in consumption in recent years, Xu Hui's business is not as good as it was a few years ago, and the money she receives is also decreasing.

Her spending habits had long been spoiled. For the sake of face, she started applying for all kinds of credit cards, spending beyond her means, thinking that installment payments would be stress-free.

Now, I can't pay my card bills, and I can't afford my daughter's surgery. The women around me who seemed so loyal have all disappeared when this happened.

She then thought of selling the house. Xu Hui had bought her a small three-bedroom apartment in a remote location, but it was a lot of money he had invested in it, and selling it would at least help her in an emergency.

An investigation revealed that Xu Hui had already mortgaged the house to pay for the factory's cash flow.

Now, it's truly a case of calling to heaven and earth in vain.

Xu Hui had just been upset by He Qiaoyun, and hearing Wang Jinghuai crying only made him more annoyed.

"Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry all day long. You've ruined the family with your tears. You can't even take care of a child properly. He Qiaoyun raised three children so well, and they all went to university and bought houses and cars."

"All you do is spend money; you can't save a single penny!"

“He Qiaoyun used to support her children and run a supermarket and an orchard with the two thousand yuan I gave her each month. Now I give you ten thousand yuan a month, and you spend it all in the blink of an eye. You're useless!”

"If you were even half as good as her, I wouldn't be in this state now."

After he said that, the two of them were stunned for a moment.

Xu Hui never expected that less than half a year after the divorce, he would start praising He Qiaoyun.

Wang Jinghuai never expected that the man who once said he would cherish her for a lifetime would now despise her just as he despised his ex-wife.

Before she married Xu Hui, her mother had predicted that their current affection was only because they hadn't experienced much yet, and that once they got married, any little thing would wear down their relationship.

At first, she thought it was just that her mother was jealous of her having a lifelong, unwavering love.

She even arrogantly retorted to her mother, "Xu Hui is not like your other men."

Now, everything has come true.

Xu Hui was no different from those men.

Wang Jinghuai's voice was filled with despair: "Xu Hui, is there any point in saying all this now? Is Tongtong really your daughter?"

"You're all forcing me! Why are you all forcing me?!" Xu Hui hysterically vented his emotions.

No one forced him; he brought this upon himself.

He brought pesticides to her door and forced her to produce the property certificate, selling the large four-bedroom house they were currently living in.

Although housing prices are currently sluggish, the income of several million has solved the immediate crisis.

The employees' wages were paid, the two factories had working capital, his daughter's surgery was a success, and he had money in his account. He was walking with a bang.

However, since he no longer has a house, he can only rent a place.

They went from a large 160-square-meter four-bedroom apartment to a small two-bedroom apartment of less than 60 square meters.

The house looks quite old. In April, during the humid season, the ground was damp, the paint on the walls was peeling off, and there was a musty smell emanating from the walls.

But Xu Hui doesn't mind. For him now, home is just a square place where he can sleep.

When her daughter was discharged from the hospital and returned home, Wang Jinghuai frowned and complained, "We still have money, so why do we have to live in this shabby house? My best friend lives in the same neighborhood just across the street. She only needs to pay a little more for a fully furnished three-bedroom apartment."

Xu Hui frowned and scolded, "You're someone who doesn't earn any money, why do you have so much to say? If you can stay, stay; if not, go find somewhere else to stay."

Wang Jinghuai didn't dare to say anything more. "I'll look for a job once Tongtong is fully recovered."

Xu Hui lowered his eyebrows, looking at his daughter who was staring with wide eyes. He felt inexplicably annoyed and pointed at her, saying, "Don't have another relapse. Also, don't think that just because I spent money on your surgery, I can earn back all the dowry later."

He had cash in his pocket after selling the house, but he was extremely unwilling to accept it. Living in this small, dilapidated house was like punishing himself and taking it out on his wife and daughter.

Tongtong thought Xu Hui's expression was fierce, and burst into tears.

Wang Jinghuai frowned, holding her crying daughter, "Why are you telling her all this?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Xu Hui snorted and stepped out of the house.

*

From March to May, He Qiaoyun seemed to have planted herself in the orchard.

This period is crucial for the flowering and fruiting of lychee and longan trees. It requires preventing pests and diseases, fertilizing, contacting sales channels, and negotiating with fruit vendors.

She was incredibly busy; every morning she would wake up to find that the orchard needed a shovelful of fertilizer.

Fortunately, all the hard work paid off.

In early May, the lychee trees ripened, and the sight of the trees laden with red fruit was truly magnificent.

Last spring, as the weather warmed up and the fruit trees blossomed, continuous heavy rains scattered the flowers, affecting pollination and resulting in low yields and numerous pests and diseases.

Poor harvests drive up prices, but even at high prices, it's still a losing proposition for these fruit farmers. Looking at their bare fruit trees, they feel unhappy, as if they've worked for nothing all year!

This year's harvest was good, and He Qiaoyun picked six large boxes of ripe fruit. She has three children, and plans to give two boxes to each of them, one box to keep for herself and one box to give away in bulk.

When the eldest son, Xu Feichi, saw his mother bringing lychees, he greeted her with a smile, "Mom, the lychees ripened so early this year!"

Although she didn't like her son, she doted on her daughter-in-law and grandchildren, so she still sent gifts.