Divorce was just a talk, but if it really happened, she would be a little reluctant.

But since it is acting, you must have a strong aura and make everything look real.

It wasn't until Zhang Chaojun signed the documents, got the divorce certificate, and turned around and walked out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau that Chen Linju woke up as if from a dream.

Looking at Zhang Chaojun's unrepentant back, she was completely panicked.

Yes, the sky is falling.

Chen Linju finally understood where the fear and panic in her heart came from.

Such a good man has been thrown away like garbage by him, what should he do in the future?

After divorce, who will give me money in the future? My family’s source of income is completely cut off, so I have to look for a job outside. The happy days like now where I have a lot of time to check my mobile phone, play mahjong, eat, drink and have fun with other men, are completely

It's over.

I don't live anymore!

He turned to Hu Guiyun, slapped him one after another like an enemy, and yelled in front of everyone: It's all your fault! If you hadn't asked me to divorce, would Lao Zhang and I have been in this situation now?

…

Hu Pingtao could only persuade.

"Forget it, be more open-minded and leave the capital."

Chen Linju was still sitting on the ground crying bitterly.

Many onlookers also came over to persuade me.

Anyway, I can only advise, there is nothing anyone can do about this kind of thing.

Hu Guiyun looked up and ran away secretly.

To be honest, she was filled with anger - the one who was paralyzed was her best friend! Divorce is your own business, okay? I'm just giving you advice, you want to divorce yourself, or not, can I put a knife on your neck?

Can't you force it?

This anger quickly turned into panic - the police came to the scene. Although they were more interested in persuading, what should they do if they really want to find the responsibility and follow the clues to find their own fault?

Sneak away and disappear.

In fact, Hu Guiyun was overthinking. Although Hu Pingtao was a policeman, the police could not control this kind of thing. Unless Chen Linju went to court to sue Hu Guiyun.

People are gone.

People dispersed.

All that was left was chicken feathers.

Looking at the sunny sky, Chen Linju was desperate.

Who can you blame?

…

On the way back to the institute, Cui Wen was filled with emotion as usual.

"Is there something wrong with this woman's brain? She can't live a good life, she has to find trouble by herself."

Long Xu added an assist next to him: "It's mainly because I'm too full."

Hu Pingtao sat in the passenger seat and glanced at Cui Wen: "Xiao Cui, don't be so mean. I advise you to be kind."

Cui Wen knew Hu Pingtao was joking: "Boss, why am I not kind?"

Hu Pingtao was about to express his thoughts when suddenly his cell phone rang.

It was Su Xiaolin calling again.

Hu Pingtao quickly picked up.

Amelia Su’s first sentence was: “What are you doing?”

Hu Pingtao joked: "Half-day trip to the toilet."

Su Xiaolin said disdainfully on the phone: "No wonder I can smell a bad smell through the phone."

Hu Pingtao suddenly felt much better and asked with a smile: "Why is your nose so sharp?"

Su Xiaolin said angrily: "It's not thanks to you!"

Hu Pingtao sounded a little strange: "What does this have to do with me?"

Su Xiaolin explained with a malicious smile: "You are a tiger, I am a tigress, a tiger's nose... you can go where you want!"

Before Hu Pingtao could reply, Su Xiaolin changed her tone and said, "I'm not joking with you anymore. I'm serious. I remember that you are not on duty this week. Can you get off work on time tonight?"

Hu Pingtao thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "It should be okay."

Su Xiaolin said: "Then you can go directly to my house after get off work! I have agreed with my mother that I will go there after picking up the children in the afternoon and have dinner at my house in the evening."

She was referring to the house where Su Mu and Chen Jun lived now, which was in the Literary and Art Circle Community.

Hu Pingtao asked in confusion: "Is today a festival? Or is it some special day?"

Family gatherings usually take place at this time.

Su Xiaolin explained: "Dad called me very early in the morning and asked me to call you over for dinner tonight no matter what. But don't get it wrong. My father-in-law is not trying to judge my son-in-law, but my father has something to ask you for help."

"

"Help?" Hu Pingtao felt more and more strange: "You are not an outsider. Your dad just gives orders when something happens. Why do you need to make it so formal?"

"Besides, does your dad need my help with anything?"

Su Xiaolin shook her head on the other end of the phone: "I don't know either. I asked before, but he didn't reveal anything. He only said that he would ask you to go home for dinner in the evening, and he would know then."

…

In the evening, Hu Pingtao came to the Literary and Art Circle community as scheduled.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw a strange elder sitting on the sofa, with Su Mu sitting next to him. The two were chatting enthusiastically, obviously they were very familiar friends.

Seeing Hu Pingtao coming over, Su Mu stood up from the sofa and said with a smile: "Come, come, come, let me introduce you. This is my son-in-law Hu Pingtao, and this is Teacher Song Yunkun from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles

. He used to be a member of the Party Committee of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, but later retired... Oh, I almost forgot, Lao Song is now the vice chairman of the Provincial Photographers Association."

Song Yunkun has an elegant temperament and is well-dressed. His shirt, jacket, and trousers are clean and tidy, and his leather shoes are spotlessly polished. His gray hair is combed back, and he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

A pleasant smile appeared on his face.

A typical scholar.

He shook hands with Hu Pingtao and said with a smile: "I was here when you got married. At that time, Lao Su and I were sitting at the same table. It can be seen that you are a very outstanding young man, otherwise you would not be able to get married.

Su’s discernment.”

Su Mu was happy when he heard this: "Old Song, where did you start with these words?"

Song Yunkun smiled and said: "I don't know your temper yet? I watched Linlin grow up, and she is half of my daughter. Old Su, you have high vision! There were so many young men chasing Linlin in the past, and you looked at everyone.

No. Then suddenly one day a wedding invitation was sent to me, saying that Linlin was getting married, which made me, the second-in-law, confused. At that time, I was still mumbling about who your son-in-law was? When I saw it on the wedding day, it turned out to be true.

A show of talent.”

These words made Su Mu like it and make him laugh heartily.

Hu Pingtao also felt very comfortable. No one doesn't like to be praised, and Song Yunkun's praise was not straightforward, but rather like a village with hidden flowers and bright flowers.

"Don't stand around, come on, come on, come on, everyone comes to the table!" Su Mu waved his hand: "Ping Tao often works overtime, and we don't get together much. Old Song, my son-in-law has given you a lot of face today.

, I have to change it for the New Year and the holidays, he is so busy that he can’t even take care of the family.”

Song Yunkun followed Su Mu to the dining table and sat down, nodding with emotion: "It's really hard to do this. I'll let Ping Tao drink a few more drinks later."

Hu Pingtao smiled politely and nodded.

Until now, he was still confused, but by looking at his words, he could feel that today's meal seemed not simple. It was probably that Song Yunkun had something to ask Su Mu for help, and then Su Mu asked Su Xiaolin to call him.

Chen Jun is a football lottery expert, and with Li Jinglan helping him, he quickly prepared a table full of dishes.

Su Mu took out a bottle of simple wine. The bottle was large, with a capacity of 2.5 liters. Through the bottle, you could see the slightly yellowish liquid. There was a small handwritten note on the bottle with some traces of time.

————Yimen sorghum wine from 1990.

Hu Pingtao was quite surprised. He came closer to look at it curiously and praised Su Mu: "Dad, your wine is pretty good!"

Su Mu was a little proud: "Lao Zhang was the director of Yimen Winery. He asked me to write a few articles for him, about the integration of wine culture and local culture. This was five or six years ago. At that time, I went to the winery to work.

I spent more than two months collecting ideas and writing a novella. After it was published, Lao Zhang used it as a treasure for their winery. I also applied for the cultural quality project of the Provincial Propaganda Department that year, and it was approved.

Well, it can be regarded as fame and fortune!"

"Lao Zhang said that he would take care of me when I drink from now on. This wine was brought to me by Lao Zhang when he came to the provincial capital two years ago. There are eight bottles in total, including sorghum wine, buckwheat wine, grain wine and rice wine, two of each.

Bottle. Let’s drink sorghum today and drink something else another day.”

Hu Pingtao couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this: "Dad, this bottle of wine is 2.5 liters, and we can't finish it!"

Su Mu laughed loudly: "I didn't say I wanted to drink it all at once. By the way, after dinner, you can bring back a bottle of each wine for your father to try."

Song Yunkun is a very perceptive person. He has known Su Mu for a long time and knows that Su Mu is arrogant and arrogant, and ordinary people cannot see him. When Su Xiaolin got married before, Song Yunkun was very curious and felt that Hu Pingtao was not an ordinary person.
To be continued...