The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 386 Selling the Courtyard and Divorce

He's mother did not answer He Lingfei, but instead took out two pieces of paper from her sleeve.

He Lingfei looked closely and saw that one was the land deed for the small courtyard and the other was actually a divorce agreement!

"Mother..." she whispered. Her mother gently touched her face, walked up to her father, and threw the divorce papers at him.

"Once the courtyard is sold and the gambling debts are paid off, we'll be done with each other! You can go wherever you want, or even die in the gambling den, it's none of my business!"

"My daughter is my child, I'm taking her with me!"

After she finished speaking, she went back, picked up He Lingfei, and walked out. He's father was stunned by her shouting and only realized what was happening when she reached the gate of the courtyard.

"My child's mother!"

He threw down the divorce papers and ran after He's mother, grabbing her arm with a repentant look on his face. "No, Mother! I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

Father He cried, tears streaming down his face. Mother He pushed him aside, her face stern, and walked out. She paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "You've said this so many times. I'll never believe you again."

She left without looking back, without a trace of lingering affection.

She bought this little courtyard with the money she had saved up and half of her hidden dowry, thinking she could finally live a good life. But she never expected that her father would remain so incorrigible.

If things continue like this, her daughter will be forced to pay off gambling debts, and she can no longer trust this man.

He Lingfei silently leaned on her shoulder, and quietly turned around to find her father kneeling at the gate of the courtyard, his fists clenched and pounding the ground repeatedly.

When they arrived at the dilapidated house they had finally managed to rent, He's mother placed He Lingfei on a wobbly chair and went inside.

She covered the damp bed with a thick layer of straw, laid out the prepared mattress, and then carried He Lingfei into the house.

"Daughter, wait here for your mother to return. I'll go and return the money."

"When Mom comes back, she'll cook you something delicious. I definitely won't let you go hungry."

She wiped her eyes, and He Lingfei nodded blankly as she took the hairpin off her head.

"Mother, I don't want this anymore. It's worth a few taels of silver even if I pawn it."

Mother He shook her head, took the hairpin, and put it back in her hair. "A young lady should have some jewelry. I'll go out now, don't worry about it."

She took the land deed and went out. As soon as she closed the door, He Lingfei pulled the blanket over herself and started sobbing.

Blame her!

She should have stopped her father from leaving before! And this time, she shouldn't have listened to her father's idea of ​​"making it a fait accompli," and ended up losing more than she gained.

Now that we owe so much money, our family is doomed!

As she cried, she smelled a musty odor coming from the tip of her nose. She frowned in disgust and poked her head out from under the covers.

Because they had decided to sell the courtyard a couple of days ago, Mother He returned shortly after she left, carrying two bags of things.

When He Lingfei asked her, she only said that the money from the gambling den had been returned, and then remained silent without saying another word.

While applying the medicine, Madam He noticed that her wound had already scabbed over, so she said, "Once you're fully healed in a few days, take on some embroidery work to save up enough money to pay back the two hundred taels."

"Let's all stop having those scheming ideas and just accept our fate and live our lives honestly."

She looked at He Lingfei, unsure if she had listened. In any case, she only had a few taels of silver left, barely enough for her and her daughter to get by for a few more days.

The money owed to Wen Zijin can only be repaid slowly; after all, the government has given us only a month, and there's still so much time to go.

He Lingfei remained silent and secretly pursed her lips. Given their current predicament, two hundred taels of silver was more than enough.

Taking on embroidery work? She'd probably go blind and break her hands from working all night to pay off the debt.

Two hundred taels of silver is nothing more than a drop in the ocean for Wen Zijin, right?

She didn't believe that if she, a weak woman, went to him and cried, he, a grown man, would have the nerve to accept her tears.

Scholars care most about their reputation and face; if they can't have it, then no one else will have a good time.

She has been quietly recuperating for the past few days, and she has been listening obediently to whatever her mother says without responding.

I don't know how He's father found the dilapidated house. He would wait at the door during the day and then go off to fool around somewhere at night.

Wen Zijin had long forgotten about the money; he would have forgotten about it if Yan Che hadn't brought it up.

"Two hundred taels may not be much, but you've suffered enough, haven't you? Why don't you care at all?"

Yan Che said with dissatisfaction, and then recounted the recent events that had occurred in the He family.

"He Lingfei should be behaving herself after getting a beating; finally, some peace and quiet."

He picked up the book and flipped through it. He saw something complicated and decided to tease Jueming.

"Jue Ming, I find this part hard to understand. You must have learned a lot from Zi Jin every day. Tell me what it means."

Jue Ming glanced at Wen Zijin, who smiled and nodded at him before taking the book from Yan Che's hand. He looked at the marked parts, thought for a moment, and then began to explain.

As the ancients said, "Strategic planning is done within the command tent..."

He spoke without pausing for a moment, and Yan Che blinked and listened carefully, thinking that this pageboy was really amazing.

Wen Zijin's eyes were smiling. After spending a few days together, he found that he got along very well with Jue Ming, a scholar who was several years younger than him.

When Bai Qinghuan and her brother came to find Wen Luozhi, the three of them were already playing a game of reciting ancient poems.

Upon learning that Wen Luozhi and her brother were about to leave the restaurant, Wen Zijin stood up and said, "Let me escort you both there."

Before Bai Qinghuan could refuse, Bai Qingyu had already happily agreed, "Then I'll have to trouble Young Master Wen."

When Wen Zijin went out, Jue Ming naturally followed, and Yan Che, who was left alone, also didn't want to stay by himself.

As the group walked out, Wen Zijin, who was walking in front, saw an uninvited guest before she even reached her own carriage.

"Young Master Wen, I have come today specifically to apologize."

He Lingfei feigned a delicate, innocent demeanor, her voice trembling with tears, "That's all because this young lady is so enamored with Young Master Wen..."

She wiped away her tears affectedly, and when she looked up, she met Wen Zijin's face, which seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Step aside"

Two cold words came out of Wen Zijin's mouth. He Lingfei was stunned for a moment, her mouth pursed, and she was about to grab his sleeve when Wen Zijin dodged her.

"How can a young lady still be so shameless?"

Bai Qinghuan frowned and said something in a low voice. He Lingfei immediately got angry when she saw that it was her nemesis.

"I'm shameless? What a joke!"

"Who lets a man lean on them in public? They must do it quite often, right?"

"In my opinion, the word 'shameless' is quite fitting for you."

She glared at Bai Qinghuan fiercely, wishing she could kill her.

If it weren't for that woman and her lowly servant meddling in my affairs at the inn that day, my good deed would have been accomplished long ago.

If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.