Divorced at fifty, I embarked on my path to success.

Mei Yusheng hung up the phone without saying anything. Forget it, she had her own problems to deal with, and she had no mood or ability to worry about others.

In Mei Zi's eyes, and even in everyone else's eyes, she was a parasite who depended on Yue Jiangting for survival, an ignorant housewife.

What's so important about her opinion?

She knows nothing about anything except firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots, pans, and dishes; listening to her opinions is a waste of time.

Mei Yusheng felt that half of her life was very tragic. What she thought was sacrifice and dedication was seen by others as parasitism and incompetence. No wonder Yue Jiangting said that she couldn't even support herself without him.

In fact, she had no skills and no job. She had been unemployed for over twenty years and hadn't even paid into her pension.

Yue Jiangting said that they didn't rely on the pension money anyway, and assured her that they would never let her lack money.

This has indeed been the case over the years. Yue Jiangting's business has been getting better and better. Although she is used to being frugal, she is never short of money.

She had long forgotten about pension insurance and didn't care about it at all.

Who would have thought that after turning fifty-three, I would face the predicament of divorce? At this moment, I finally realized how terrible and despairing it is to be financially dependent.

Even if she had no debts after the divorce, she would not be able to live if she did not receive any property. This thought drove her almost crazy!

How to do?

Xie Mingqi probably considered this problem long ago, which is why she tried every means to help her. As long as she got hold of Yue Jiangting's weakness, she could get a share of the property, and Mei Yusheng's later years would be secure.

However, if Yue Jiangting had already emptied the company and even incurred debts, and his assets had been transferred, then even if they divorced, she would not be able to get any of the assets!

It has to be said, Yue Jiangting is really cunning.

The reason they're dragging things out is because the city has changed a lot of people, and his company is at a critical juncture of life and death.

The more he thought about the sound of the plum rain, the colder and more desperate he felt.

But she had no way to deal with this situation.

She really lived like a useless person!

She's over fifty years old, what kind of work can she do? Who would want to hire her?

Hearing that the nanny, Xiao Zhao, had returned with some things, she sighed deeply. Even as a nanny, she couldn't compete with a young woman in her thirties.

"Sister Mei, I'll go pick up Xuanxuan. You stay home and rest." Xiao Zhao saw Mei Yusheng come out and assumed she was going to pick up the child. "You play with Xuanxuan, and I'll go cook."

Mei Yusheng nodded, sat on the sofa, took the remote control, turned on the TV, and changed channels, but couldn't concentrate on anything.

Soon Xuanxuan returned, flying into Mei Yusheng's arms like a little angel, and only then did she feel a real sense of happiness.

Holding his soft little body, smelling his milky scent, and listening to his sweet voice uttering childlike words, she wished time could stand still at this moment.

When Shen Yingying returned, she bought Mei Yusheng's favorite roasted chestnuts from a well-known, long-established shop in Yinhai City, where you have to queue to buy them.

"You went to buy this after get off work, you must have waited in line for a long time, right? I'll buy it for you next time." Mei Yusheng felt sorry for her waiting in line under the scorching sun, so she nagged a bit.

"It's okay, Mom. I took half an hour off today," Shen Yingying put down her bag and took off her coat. "You haven't eaten here in a long time, you must have been craving it."

"Of course, I've been wanting to buy it for a while now," Mei Yusheng said, stopping there. Her family had been in chaos lately, and her health had been deteriorating, so she had no time to go shopping.

Shen Yingying sat down and picked up a fruit to peel: "Mom, I'll peel it for Xuanxuan, you can eat it yourself."

Mei Yusheng was even more touched by her thoughtfulness. She picked a few seeds, put them in a small dish, and pushed it in front of her, saying, "Don't just feed the child, you should eat too."

Shen Yingying didn't stand on ceremony and ate all the chestnut kernels that Mei Yusheng had peeled.

My mother-in-law hadn't returned by lunchtime.

Shen Yingying called to ask, and she said she was getting a beauty treatment and would be eating out for lunch, and told them not to wait for her.

"Grandma is getting younger and younger, she's even getting beauty treatments," Shen Yingying said with envy.

Mei Yu sneered, "It must have been Han Caiyu who instigated her to go."

Having been kicked out, Han Caiyu would certainly not behave herself. Why not use Yue Jiangting's money to please his mother?

"Mom, you should get some beauty treatments too, so you won't age," Shen Yingying said meaningfully.

Mei Yusheng gave a helpless, bitter smile: "Yeah, you can see how silly I used to be, right?"

Shen Yingying smiled meaningfully and coaxed Xuanxuan to eat lunch.

After lunch, Shen Yingying coaxed Xuanxuan to take a nap, the nanny washed the dishes in the kitchen, and Mei Yusheng returned to the bedroom.

Life seemed to have returned to normal, and life seemed to be going on as usual.

But Mei Yusheng knew that everything was different; beneath the calm surface lay turbulent undercurrents, and the suppressed volcano could erupt again at any moment.

To avoid being burned to ashes, preparations must be made in advance. The sound of the rain kept him awake, lost in thought.

After Shen Yingying went to work, the nanny took Xuanxuan to kindergarten. She jumped up, changed her clothes, and went out alone.

I went to the hospital, made an appointment for an outpatient visit, told them I had insomnia, and got a bottle of sleeping pills. I carefully stuffed it into the inner pocket of my bag.

When I got home, I acted like a thief, grabbed my bag, went into the bedroom, and closed the door tightly.

He took out the sleeping pills, held them in his hand, walked around the room twice, then put them in the middle drawer and locked it. After thinking for a moment, he opened the drawer again, took them out, and placed them on the table next to a bottle of vitamin tablets.

Looking at it from a distance, it didn't seem out of place, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

My mother-in-law came back, and as soon as she entered the door she kept saying she was tired. Her dragging footsteps continued until she went into the bedroom.

Mei Yusheng closed her eyes to rest for a while. As evening approached, she went into the kitchen and said, "Xiao Zhao, I'm going to make some millet porridge tonight."

"I'll cook it, you can rest," Xiao Zhao said with a smile.

"No, I'll do it. They're used to my cooking." Mei Yusheng said, taking millet out of the refrigerator, washing it, and soaking it in water.

I took out some red dates, dried longan, and goji berries, washed them, and set them aside for later use.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she poured hot water into a small earthenware pot, first added red dates and dried longan, turned on medium heat until it was almost boiling, then poured in millet, and stirred it with a long-handled ladle to prevent it from sticking to the bottom.

When small bubbles appeared, she turned the heat down to low and then watched the clock, stirring it every three minutes.

Xiao Zhao exclaimed in admiration, "This must take so much care; you even have to watch the stirring time."

Mei Yusheng explained softly, "Stirring every three minutes is more appropriate; stirring too often will prevent the oil from forming."

Xiao Zhao nodded knowingly: "Sister Mei, there's a specific ratio of millet to water, isn't there?"

"I usually use a 1:8 ratio, but it depends on personal preference. If you don't like it too thick, a 1:15 ratio is fine."

"Uh-huh!"

The lid was left slightly ajar, through which one could see the rice porridge inside, which was barely bubbling, with steam escaping from it. Mei Yusheng's expression appeared hazy and inscrutable.

"Wow! There's millet porridge today!" Shen Yingying exclaimed with delight as soon as she entered the door, smelling the aroma.

Xuanxuan cheered and went into the kitchen, but Xiao Zhao quickly carried him out, saying, "It's dangerous here, sweetie, you can't go in."

Ten minutes before turning off the heat, Mei Yusheng added goji berries and asked without looking up, "Yingying, do you like brown sugar?"

"Yes, I put it in!" Shen Yingying hurriedly replied and walked in. "Mom, your millet porridge is still the best!"

Mei Yusheng chuckled softly, served Shen Yingying a bowl of brown sugar separately, opened the cabinet on the wall, took out a packet of brown sugar and handed it to her: "Add it yourself."

Shen Yingying happily took it, poured in some according to her own amount, pressed it down with a spoon, and stirred it a few times.

Soon, Yue Jiangting and his son also entered the room.

"Mom, did you make millet porridge today?" Yue Guangzhi exclaimed exaggeratedly. "Dad's stomach hasn't been feeling well lately, and he's been craving your millet porridge for ages!"

She went into the kitchen without even changing her clothes, and said with a fawning face, "Mom, your millet porridge works better than stomach medicine! You'll be making it every day from now on, right?"

Mei Yusheng glanced at him sideways but didn't say anything.