Tang Laijin felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and muttered angrily, "Why do you have to survive? It's still more than ten years. The good people are ruined. Chai is a fan of food and drink outside. My sister is at home and is a widow. Dad, what are you thinking..."

"What do you know? Who doesn't live like this? Divorce for a small matter. What should the child do? Your sister has no job, she is not young anymore, and she still has children. How can she live in the future? Chai Boliang has a job, even if he takes care of the child, he can still marry a wife. What should I do if my stepmother abuses the child? You stupid thing is easy to think, do you think I will harm your sister?"

Tang Baishan, who has always been gentle, rarely loses his temper. He also feels sorry for his daughter, but he thinks more comprehensively. People suffer when they are born, so who can live a perfect and comfortable life?

Didn’t he and Zhang Manyue quarrel all day long? He has been spending most of his life, but in fact he will get over it even if he grits his teeth.

Tang Laifeng's face changed. The biggest reason why she refused to divorce was that she was worried that her stepmother would abuse her three children.

If the divorce is really done, the Chai family will definitely not give her son, nor will it even give Yuxiang. The Chai family also wants to use Yuxiang as a maid and keep it for a few more years to earn bride money. She has long seen through her mother-in-law's vicious thoughts.

How could she let go of herself? Even if she divorced, she would have to take away three children.

Tang Laifeng felt a fire in her heart and said hatefully: "It would be great if Chai Boliang died. I would be happy to beg for food with my three children."

She would rather be a widow than live a disgusting life with Chai Boliang. When she thought of the dirty things that the man and the young widow had to do, she felt very upset. Moreover, she had earned some money from the Huo family these days, and her horizons were also opened. She was really unwilling to live a lifelong life with a man like Chai Boliang.

When she was a girl, she listened to her parents' arrangements. After getting married, she swallowed her anger for her children. She never lived for herself in the first half of her life. If she didn't work hard, she might not be able to live out until she died.

"A good person does not live long. How could Chai Boliang die? That dead old woman won't die. Let's wait for it first. You must get the salary and raise three children well. Don't think about anything else." Zhang Manyue advised.

She and the old man had the same idea. She would definitely not divorce her marriage, and would not pay attention to her for the rest of her life. She is now sneaky. Who knows what policy will be? If you make money, you can't make a long-term job. It's only reliable for Chai Boliang's iron job.

"Mom...I...I feel uncomfortable..."

Tang Laifeng sighed, with tears in her eyes. She felt really bitter!

Why do women have to endure it?

Why can't women live the life they want?

Are women born inferior to men?

Even if her parents love her so much, she would advise her to endure it, and others would not stand up for her. Tang Laifeng was so upset, so could she have to accept her fate?

But she was really unwilling to give up!

Zhang Manyue wiped her eyes, patted her daughter's back, and sighed: "Mom knows, this is fate... let's wait..."

Bajin, who was sleeping in Tang Laifeng's arms, suddenly moved, and was unhappy with her mouth flattened. She quickly patted her a few times and hummed a few words softly. Bajin fell asleep sweetly again, with a smile on her lips. The child did not know her mother's sorrow and was only immersed in her own beautiful dream. Looking at her innocent and cute little son, Tang Laifeng felt even more bitter, and she was sobbing in her younger son's arms.
Chapter completed!