Chapter 26: The Sang Family Comes Again

Chapter 26: Chapter 26: The Sang Family Comes Again

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In the early morning of the following day when Tang Yuxin woke up, she planned to visit Chen Zhong again. She loved the scent of medicinal herbs there and the cool aroma of Ink Frost, and being a doctor herself, she had a strong affinity towards medicinal materials.

However, just as they were about to leave, the Sang family arrived, all with long faces, clearly signaling ill intentions. The Tang family didn’t even have a proper table or chairs anymore, all had been taken by the Sang family. Tang Zhinian had procured a large tree stump from the mountain and had managed to even out its edges to fashion a table sturdy enough to have a meal on. Even the stools were made from tree roots. Although they weren’t aesthetically pleasing, they were indeed very solid.

Besides the earthen kang bed formed with mud in the house, there was nothing left. Even if the Sang family wanted to take it, it would be impossible to demolish the earthen kang bed and carry the mud back, right?

Upon hearing that the Sang family had come, Tang Zhijun, fearing his good-natured elder brother would be taken advantage of, hastily called over a few young lads from the village to show some force. In this situation, they couldn’t afford to lose morale. However, as they approached their house, Zhijun started to feel that he might have gone overboard by bringing so many people. Was he planning to slap the others’ faces?

He anxiously called out to Tang Zhinian, “Why have they come?”

“Why?” Mother Sang spoke with a bitter tone, “Obviously, we are here to divorce.”

“If you wish to divorce, then do it! Why did you bring so many people?” Upon hearing the word ‘divorce’, anger flared up inside Tang Zhijun. If they wanted a divorce, then proceed with it. Why did they have to bring so many people to his house? Did they intend to commit murder or arson?

How good had his elder brother been to the Sang family! Every New Year, even when Sang Zhilan wasn’t home, he never neglected giving the Sang family their festive gifts. During plowing season, his brother would disregard his own field, and toil from dawn till dusk for them. What thanks did they receive in return? They weren’t even generous enough to offer them a sip of water.

Mother Sang snorted starkly, continuing to glare at them through her nose.

“We’re taking Yuxin with us, along with her belongings. Clothes, shoes, everything. We’ll also need to discuss child support, Tang Zhinian, how much do you plan to give us each month?”