In the evening, Zhao Qinglan got up and went out. There was no one in the living room. She took a chamber pot and went back to the bedroom.
She and her daughter Xiaoduo were sleeping in the room where she and Wang Dazhi were sleeping, and Wang Dazhi didn't know which room he went to sleep in.
She was in the hospital when she woke up. She had been in the hospital several times during the day. In fact, she was also very tired.
But her spirit was still high. Before the official divorce, she really didn't dare to relax at all.
Maybe she went to bed early, so Zhao Qinglan woke up at around four o'clock, and it was still quiet outside.
She said she wanted nothing as long as she could get a divorce, but was Zhao Qinglan really willing?
Seeing that her daughter was still asleep, Zhao Qinglan started rummaging in the closet.
In fact, she had always known where Wang Dazhi secretly hid the money. After all, she was the one who took care of the house.
She opened the bottom panel of the wardrobe and took out an iron box. When she opened it, it was full of money and various receipts.
The money was about seven or eight hundred yuan, and there were dozens of tickets, including food stamps, cloth stamps, candy stamps, etc. The most expensive thing was a sewing ticket.
Seeing the sewing ticket and thinking about Wang Dazhi's previous words in the hospital, Zhao Qinglan felt particularly ironic.
It was only 76 years ago, and the salary of an ordinary worker was only 20 or 30 yuan. Even though Wang Dazhi was a workshop director, all income subsidies plus various income subsidies only amounted to 50 or 60 yuan a month.
With so many people in the family, Wang Dazhi's salary alone can be used to spend the seven to eight hundred yuan, which Wang Dazhi finally saved.
Zhao Qinglan didn't take everything away, but kept a few dozen pieces.
Anyway, Wang Dazhi was paid every month, so the Wang family could not go hungry no matter what. However, she and her daughter were really helpless after leaving the Wang family.
These money tickets can be regarded as the confidence for the couple to go out and live a life.
Zhao Qinglan doesn't feel cruel at all, no matter how hard she worked for the thirty years in her previous life.
Even during the five years she had spent in the Wang family in this life, she still felt that the money she received as a reward was not excessive.
Originally, when she and Wang Dazhi divorced, they would have to divide a lot of their joint property.
This is something she gradually understood after being kicked out of the Wang family in her previous life.
After wrapping the money notes in a clean handkerchief and stuffing them into her clothes, Zhao Qinglan restored the wardrobe to its original state.
After thinking about it, she found another bag and packed some of her clothes out.
She only installed the ones that were newer and had fewer patches, and threw the ones that were too shabby into the closet.
After cleaning up and looking at her sleeping daughter, Zhao Qinglan went out into the kitchen to make breakfast for herself and her daughter.
The Wang family didn't sleep well that night. They vaguely heard the movement outside. Mrs. Wang, who felt lightheaded, put on her clothes and went out first.
Seeing Zhao Qinglan busy in the kitchen, she thought that Zhao Qinglan regretted cooking for the whole family, so she snorted coldly.
"Don't think that you can make us forgive you if you give us a small favor. It's not up to you to say we can't leave you now."
Zhao Qinglan looked back at her self-righteous mother-in-law, wiped her hands and straightened her back.
"You are overthinking this. This is breakfast for Xiaoduo and I. You can take care of your own meals."
"What!" Mrs. Wang's eyes widened. "You really can't do it?"
Ignoring her mother-in-law who was almost angry to death, Zhao Qinglan brought breakfast and went outside, then went into the bedroom and woke her daughter up.
When Wang Dazhi and the others heard the voices coming out one after another, they saw Zhao Qinglan and his wife having breakfast there.
Yesterday afternoon when they came back from school, the house was in such a noisy situation. Wang Xiaofei and Wang Xiaoyan still ate biscuits to satisfy their hunger. Now they could not help but salivate when they smelled the aroma of rice.
Not to mention them, Wang Dazhi and his father were also hungry after smelling the aroma of the rice.
In fact, Zhao Qinglan didn't do much. She just cooked a few eggs that the two women were reluctant to eat, made noodle soup, and heated up the steamed buns.
Wang Xiaofei walked up to Xiaoduo and reached out to grab the eggs in Xiaoduo's bowl.
He used to be used to grabbing Xiaoduo's things, but now he does it as a matter of course.
However, as soon as his hand reached into the Xiaoduo bowl, he was hit hard by the chopsticks in Zhao Qinglan's hand, causing him to shrink back in pain.
Unexpectedly, he was beaten by his stepmother, who was always timid. Wang Xiaofei felt hungry and aggrieved, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Mrs. Wang rushed over with a roar, "How dare you hit my sweet grandson, you bitch."
Zhao Qinglan smashed the chopsticks directly into Mrs. Wang's face and stood up with a frosty face.
"Do you want me to use the kitchen knife again?"
Mrs. Wang covered her face and glared at her.
Wang Dazhi was about to rush over to help his wife clean up Zhao Qinglan, but after hearing this, he took back the foot he had just stepped out.
How could they forget that this woman is crazy now?
Not daring to provoke Zhao Qinglan, they had no choice but to go into the kitchen to get food.
They are obviously in the same home, but they have become two distinct sides.
After her daughter finished eating, Zhao Qinglan did not clean up, but took her daughter to her room to pack her clothes.
In addition to the living room and kitchen outside, the Wang family has three bedrooms.
Zhao Qinglan and Wang Dazhi lived in one room, Mrs. Wang and her wife and their eldest grandson lived in one room, and Xiao Duo and Wang Xiaoyan lived in one room.
In fact, Wang Xiaofei also lived in Xiaoduo's house before, but later Wang Dazhi felt that his son was older and it was not suitable to live in the same house with his sister, so he moved to Mrs. Wang's house.
Watching Zhao Qinglan packing her things, Mrs. Wang was beating and talking outside again.
Zhao Qinglan ignored them, packed up her things, picked up her bag and walked out with her daughter in hand.
"Wang Dazhi, bring your documents and we will go through the formalities."
Although Zhao Qinglan had told him several times that he wanted to divorce, when it came to this step, Wang Dazhi hesitated again.
Looking at his wife who had become a stranger, Wang Dazhi sighed and said: "Qinglan, where will you and Xiaoduo go after the divorce? Don't be angry. I will treat you two better in the future."
"Yes Qinglan, Dazhi treated you badly before, let him change in the future." Dad Wang quickly added.
My son has lost one wife and divorced another. Is it possible that he will get married a third time?
Zhao Qinglan only said coldly: "Hurry up, don't let me make trouble again. I have to divorce this marriage today. If you want to delay, I will ask the factory director and others to come and make the decision."
Wang Dazhi became angry. "Just leave. Don't think that you, Zhao Qinglan, are a piece of cake. Without our Wang family, you are nothing."
After saying that, he found the documents and went out with Zhao Qinglan.
Mrs. Wang and her husband looked at each other and hurriedly chased after them.
This is really a divorce.
Father Wang also wanted to catch up and persuade him, but he was worried about his grandchildren, so he squatted down, held his head and sighed.
"Why did it become like this?"
Divorce in the 1970s was not something that Zhao Qinglan and the others could just divorce on their own terms.
They walked to the clothing factory first.
At this moment, no one from the factory came, so the two of them had to wait far away from each other outside the office.
Mrs. Wang came after her to persuade her son and scolded Zhao Qinglan. As a result, both of them were determined to separate, which made Mrs. Wang very angry.
Seeing that it was useless to persuade these two people, Mrs. Wang suddenly put on a smile and coaxed her granddaughter Xiaoduo.
"Duo, if your parents get divorced, you will be laughed at by others in the future. Please persuade your mother that we cannot divorce this marriage."
"Listen to Nai Nai, and Nai Nai will get you some candy."
Xiaoduo looked at her mother and saw her shaking her head at her, and immediately rejected her grandma's "kindness".
"Milk, I don't eat sweets, I want to follow my mother."
"This little white-eyed wolf who is not well-raised." Mrs. Wang was furious.
When people from the factory came to work one after another, I didn't feel surprised to see them guarding the door.
After all the quarrels they had yesterday, no one in the factory knew they were getting divorced.
When people from the factory office and the human resources department arrived, they asked them a few symbolic questions to confirm that they wanted a divorce, and immediately wrote a letter of introduction to Wang Dazhi with a big red seal.
Director Sui also came over specifically to see Zhao Qinglan and her daughter, and while Wang Dazhi was there opening a letter of introduction, he gave Zhao Qinglan a few words of advice.
"Xiao Zhao, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, come to see me. If I can help, I will definitely help."
"Thank you, eldest sister." Zhao Qinglan was very touched.
After Wang Dazhi's letter of introduction was opened, several people went to get Zhao Qinglan's.
Zhao Qinglan didn't have a job, so she had to go to their street to apply for a letter of introduction.
With everything ready, they also walked to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
When Zhao Qinglan also opened the letter of introduction, Mrs. Wang was so angry that she turned around and went home.
The three of them walked inside to find the staff and handed over their letters of introduction and identification. The eldest sister who handled the divorce looked at them several times.
"If you have children, don't you think about it anymore?"
Zhao Qinglan and Wang Dazhi both shook their heads.
Well, if I can’t persuade the eldest sister, I can only do it for them.
After getting the divorce certificate and walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhao Qinglan felt that the air was much fresher.
Wang Dazhi glared at the mother and daughter and stormed away.
Zhao Qinglan knelt down and looked at her daughter and said softly: "Xiaoduo, from today on, we are free."
The two of them finally left the Wang family's muddy pit before encountering endless suffering.
From now on, she, Zhao Qinglan, has the final say whether life is sweet or bitter!
By the way, Li Huai, she was lost in thought thinking about Li Huai.