"OK," Sang's mother interrupted Tang Zhinian directly, "I don't want to hear all this nonsense. I just want to tell you that we are divorced from this marriage, and we are going to take it away."

"She's Zhilan's daughter. No daughter follows her father instead of her mother. I'll give you one sentence. The day after tomorrow, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and divorce the couple. Besides, Yu Xin's alimony, you can get a lot of money and send it to me. If you lose a little, I'll be with you forever. "

"The eldest one and the second," she said to her two sons, "I think this table is good. Let's move it. We Zhilan have been with him for so long, but we haven't got anything. Can't we move a table too much?"

But the eldest and second son of the Sang family were really rude and moved the table away. Anyway, it's not the first time. Moreover, after sang Zhilan and Tang Zhinian divorced, even if they wanted to move, there was no place to move.

Tang Zhinian watched his desk move away. When he lowered his head, he saw Tang Yuxin's red and swollen eyes crying. He squatted down and began to cry with his daughter in his arms.

"Dad is not afraid," Tang Yuxin stretched out his little hand and patted dad on the shoulder.

"There's no table. Dad has a metaphor."

Tang Zhinian almost cried out.

The table is gone, and so is his daughter.

When Tang Zhijun came back, when he heard that the people of the Sang family were coming again, he took away the only dining table in his family. He was so angry that he wanted to kill people.

"Brother, how can they do this? Every time they come here, they have to take something. Last time, they took the hoe in the field. Last time, they took the pot away. This time, they took the table. There is nothing for them to take in this family."

"Brother, do you just let them bully you and spoil you?"

"It's OK," Tang Zhinian said with a dismal smile, while he was still comforting his younger brother, "just take it. It's the last time anyway."

"Brother, have you really decided?"

What does Tang Zhijun know about Tang Zhinian?

Brother, you really want to get a divorce. At the beginning, this daughter-in-law was left by their brother. Those old capitals left by his parents were all used up to get married. If you left, it would be difficult for them to get another one.

"Well, it's decided."

In fact, Tang Zhinian is indecisive. Otherwise, he could not have delayed for such a long time. He never thought about divorce. "If my heart is with me, then I will raise her well. If I am with Zhilan, I will try my best to cultivate the land. No matter what, I won't let my heart suffer any injustice."

"Brother, you..."

Tang Zhijun knew that Tang Zhinian would be like this. Anyway, no matter whether the child would follow him or not, he would have to raise his daughter for the rest of his life, and he would never marry anyone again.

"Dad, I want to go to grandfather Zhong. Tang Yuxin pulls Tang Zhinian's sleeve. Recently, because of family affairs, not only Tang Zhinian is upset, but also she is very upset. When she thinks of the unknown herb that Chen Zhong put in the room, it seems that it can sober her mind, instead of doing something impulsively, She's too young to be a monster.

In fact, when the Sang family forced to move the table, she almost couldn't help but scold them for their shamelessness.

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