I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 5

Chapter 5, the scumbag goes home

Heng Yi finished speaking and turned to close the door.

Sister-in-law Heng was really panicking standing outside the door.

The whole family is supported by Heng Yi's hunting. If he doesn't care about it, he will not be able to eat, let alone meat.

She hurried back to the hall.

The whole family is still waiting for her.

"How is it?" Heng Dalang asked hurriedly.

"Fifth brother already knew about it, but he just kept silent." Sister-in-law Heng answered boldly.

Yes, Heng's family eats meat every night.

After Heng Yi put down the bowl and chopsticks and left, the meat was served on the table.

In the morning, Heng Yi's breakfast is never taken care of at home, and neither is his lunch. No one cares whether he eats or not.

He never said anything, coming in and out like a piece of wood.

Wash your own clothes and clean your room.

No one knows whether he has money in his hand, and if he has money, no one knows how much.

No one will think about him if he doesn't come back after going out for a few days, but Mrs. Heng will talk about it, but she will only think about how many prey he killed? How much can prey sell for?

No one cares whether he is in danger or whether he is dead or alive.

But just such a wooden man, who they all thought could be a cow and a horse for the Heng family for a lifetime, today tore open the secret that the Heng family thought they had kept well.

Still saying things like that.

Grandma Heng covered her forehead and cursed angrily, "This is a killer."

"Shut up." Old man Heng said in a deep voice.

Commanded with a cold face, "Eldest daughter-in-law, you get up early tomorrow to cook breakfast, and the second, third, and fourth daughter-in-law, you take turns washing clothes for the fifth."

The four daughters-in-law responded in unison, "I know dad."

"Have a meal."

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the bowl again and ate with chopsticks.

Except for the children, few people in the family can eat.

They all knew very well that they still huddled together in this small yard without separating families, just to make money for Heng Yi.

Sun Family

Han Qiao closed the door, found a thick and long wooden stick, and found hemp rope.

"Mother, I can help." Sun Yi stepped forward, as if she knew what Han Qiao was going to do, but said in a serious manner.

"I mean the same as Ayi." Sun Xiu followed suit.

Express your attitude.

Sun didn't understand, but he also said, "Mom, I can help like the eldest sister and the second sister."

Han Qiao smiled.

"Not for now, he won't be back for two days."

Every time after beating someone, Sun Yiming would hang around outside for two or three days before returning home and confessing that he was drunk and didn't mean it.

But after a while, he will do the same trick again.

Beating daughter-in-law and children is never soft.

"Go back to the house and sleep well." Han Qiao patted the heads of the three children.

also returned to the house.

Lying on the hard bed that smelled of sweat, Han Qiao took a deep breath.

Thinking about getting up tomorrow, the first thing to do is to clean up, and the second thing is to sell books and buy some things that need to be used at home.

The three sisters Sun Xiu, Sun Yi, and Sun Ke were head to head, and Sun Ke was already sound asleep.

"Sister, do you think Mother has really made up her mind?"

"should be."

Dare to sell my father's books for money to buy food, and also prepared hemp rope and wooden sticks.

"If mother really wanted to tie up father and beat him, would you dare to fight?" Sun Xiu asked.

"Of course I dare, I'm ready to be kicked out and beg for food with my mother." After finishing speaking, Sun Yi sat up and asked, "Sister, do you know where the house deed and land deed are kept?"

Sun Xiu shook her head.

After thinking about it carefully, he said, "Where is grandma?"

If it was in the hands of the mother, it would have been taken away by the father long ago.

Sun Yi thought it over and thought it made sense.

"It's a pity." She sighed after lying down.

Sun Xiu also felt it was a pity.

is also pitiful.

Marrying a Han, marrying a Han, dressing and eating, I thought it was a good thing, but it turned out to be a mess.

Penniless, no overnight food, no good meal, no praise, ten days and a half months of beatings, bruises all over the body, endless tears, and nowhere to complain.

For the sake of their three children, they dare not even die. Terrified to death, my father married his stepmother in a blink of an eye, and they were abused and tortured by their stepmother.

"Fortunately, Mother is about to stand up." Sun Xiu said softly.

Sun Yifu said, "Yes, mother has stood up."

"Ayi, go to sleep, go to the coffin shop early tomorrow and ask if there is any work to make paper figurines."

"it is good."

The life of paper-making figurines is considered unlucky for the rich, but it is a source of livelihood for the poor who cannot afford to eat.

At this moment, Sun Yiming was bragging about drinking with others.

It feels good to be complimented and flattered.

"Thank you, Brother Sun, for the treat today."

"Brother Sun is grand."

Sun Yiming smiled, "You are welcome."

After drinking, Sun Yiming felt a little urgent to urinate, so he got up and went to the hut of the restaurant to urinate.

Sun Yiming didn't go back for a while, but someone came to look for him.

"Brother grandson, brother grandson."

I saw him lying on the floor of the hut, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Brother Sun, you don't pay attention to Brother Sun." The drunk joked.

Sun Yiming also felt ashamed, and hurriedly found an excuse, "Brother Wu, a thief attacked me just now."

But no one believed it.

The restaurant boy also proved that he did not see anyone.

Sun Yiming's body was also checked, and there were no injuries.

"Brother Sun, you must be drunk and stupefied."

Everyone was talking, and Sun Yiming naturally knew that no one attacked him.

He felt ashamed.

I don't really want to stay with my friends, for fear of being teased and run off.

He wanted to go home and let Han Shi take good care of him.

Although Mrs. Han has bad luck, her appearance and figure are good, and the most important thing is that she is devoted to him.

He took out the money he asked for from the eldest brother and threw it on the table, "Little Er, pay the bill."

Xiao Er saw that Sun Yiming was about to leave without even finding the money, so he hurriedly called to him, "Mr. Sun, wait a moment, the money hasn't been changed yet."

Sun Yiming paused slightly, pretending to be generous and said, "Save up a lot of money, and come to drink next time."

"Okay, grandpa, go slowly."

Even though he didn't have much money left, Xiao Er warmly and respectfully sent Sun Yiming out of the tavern.

Sun Yiming stumbled and staggered towards the house.

He was still humming the obscene words and songs he learned from brothels, humming and humming, he cried sadly again.

Crying that he was unsuccessful, crying that his life was miserable and unlucky, married the Han family, a family star, and couldn't have a son, which made him fail to be a scholar.

So far, he is still a child.

The fortune teller said that as long as the Han family can give birth to a son for him, he will be able to be admitted as a scholar, be admitted as a scholar, be admitted as a tribute student, and meet the emperor at the Jinluan Palace. From then on, his official career will be prosperous.

But Mrs. Han couldn't get pregnant, couldn't get pregnant...

Depression, resentment, and anger all filled his heart, and Sun Yiming wished he could beat him to death.

Seeing that the door was getting closer, Sun Yiming staggered forward, leaned on the wooden door and looked hard, "Mr. Han, open the door."

Almost the moment Sun Yiming knocked on the door, the three children sat up startled in their sleep.

"Eldest sister, second sister, dad is back." Sun Ke cried in fright.

Sun Xiu and Sun Yi immediately got up and ran towards the main house.

Han Qiao was already standing quietly at the door.

"Mother..." the two sisters whispered, their voices trembling uncontrollably, the fear spread from soul to body, even in the dark night, Han Qiao could feel the sound of their teeth chattering.

"Don't be afraid." Han Qiao comforted the two children, "Go back to the house and don't come out no matter what sounds you hear."

Outside the courtyard gate, Sun Yiming was yelling, "Mr. Han, you bitch, old hen that doesn't lay eggs, I will divorce you sooner or later. No, it will be cheaper for you if you divorce. I will sell you to a brothel in Goulan , You are a scumbag who can't stand on the stage. If you give birth to a few losers, I, Sun Yiming, will be unlucky for eight lifetimes, marrying you, a bastard."

"Open the door, open the door for me."

"Wait for Lao Tzu to come in and break your dog legs."

Han Qiao took a deep breath, this shameless bastard, useless stupid pig, today I want to see who breaks whose leg.

(end of this chapter)

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