CH 106

Mo Zenian picked up his bowl and threw it towards Mo Ling’s back, “Even if you die, you’ll die at their house. Since ancient times, marriage has been a major event, determined by your parents and the matchmaker. Do you want to go against the heavens?”

Mrs. Liang set down the rice bowl vigorously, smashing it in half, “My Ling’er already has a fiance. Go and tell your employer, she won’t marry his son.”

“What kind of fiance does she have, and who allowed it!”

“I allowed it. She’s my daughter, why should I change her future for you!”

“You are a shrew, occupying the role of my wife without doing anything. I’ll divorce you!”

“You dare, Mo Zenian? I gave birth to a son and respected your mother. If you dare to divorce me, I’ll go to the governing official to sue you, and I’ll make you go to jail and be punished.”

“You shrew, you cursed my sister to die during the New Year, how could you be filial? You definitely abuse my mother when I’m not at home!”

Mrs. Liang sneered, “If you’re filial, then take her to the city! Why do you keep her here?”

“This is my house, the Mo family house. This isn’t the Liang family house!”

“I built this house myself, and it has nothing to do with your Mo family. I think it’s you who should get out!”

“You’re all going against me!” [1]

Mo Zenian flipped over the dining table, and the dishes fell on the ground, most of which were broken. Mo Yan looked at the mess on the ground, gritted her teeth and said, “Mother, since he doesn’t have this family or us in his heart, it’s better to make peace with him and separate from him cleanly.”

He turned his anger on Mo Yan again, “You have no right to speak, get out!”

Mo Yan’s eyes widened angrily, and she glared at him, “Is it because I’m not old enough to marry yet, so I can’t improve your future? I’ll marry sooner or later, but I won’t change my future for you. I’ll raise my mother, but I don’t have to keep the Mo surname!”

“You’re trying to rebel!” He slapped Mo Yan firmly on the face. She didn’t cry, nor did she feel wronged, because she knew that dogs would always bite people.

“Mother, if you separate with him, we won’t have to worry about the old woman in the back courtyard anymore, and the family at the east of the village will no longer be our relatives. We’ll be free from them!”

Mo Zenian still wanted to hit Mo Yan again, but was stopped by Mrs. Liang, “Stop it, she’s right. If Feng’er wasn’t so young, I would have separated with you long ago.”

“Leave as soon as you leave, I’ll go and ask Ping Shun to write the paperwork!”

Mo Zenian left in a huff, the ground was in a mess and no one cleaned it up. Mrs. Liang sat in the kitchen and burst into tears. Mo Feng came in and squatted beside her, “Mother, if you really divorce, I want to stay with you, I don’t want to be with him.”

Mrs. Liang patted Mo Feng’s head, “Feng’er, you’ve grown up and can leave your mother. No one’s mother can stay with them forever! In the future, you have to go your own way.”

“Mum, I don’t!” Mo Feng also started crying.

Mo Yan came in and said, “You’re male, you’ll have to enter the Mo family’s ancestral grave in the future. We’re different, we’ll marry into someone else’s family anyway.”

“Yan’er, I don’t want to go to Yi City, I don’t want to go with him!”

“If you don’t want to go with him, you need to make a living for yourself. No one can support you for a lifetime!”

Mrs. Liang was still hesitant, “Should I really divorce from him?”

Her birth parents were gone, and she only had one younger brother, and no one to back her up. If they divorced, she wouldn’t have anywhere to go.

Mo Ling also entered the kitchen, “What are you afraid of? We can support you. At worst, we’ll leave the village and rent a house in Qianshui City.”

“But we’ll have a bad reputation, and you won’t be able to marry well!”

“Mother, what is a good family? When you married my father, was their family considered a good family? How about now?”

Mo Zenian really went to look for the governing official. It seemed like he really wanted a divorce and was afraid that if he missed this opportunity, Mrs. Liang would change her mind. His mistress was probably eager to become his wife, or his son from outside was of age to join the genealogy.

When the governing official came to their house, he naturally tried to persuade them to change their mind. But Mo Zenian had long since stopped caring about this family, and wished he never had to come back. If it wasn’t for Mo Ling’s marriage he wouldn’t have come back so early and would have only stayed for three or four days for a formality.

He had been thinking about divorcing his wife for more than a day or two, but he didn’t mention it as Mrs. Liang had a short temper. Now that she had finally brought it up, he struck while the iron was hot and ended their marriage as soon as possible.

Uncle Pingshun was trying to persuade them to calm down and didn’t write a divorce agreement, so Mo Zenian wrote it himself. Mrs. Liang was illiterate, so Mo Yan read it for her. Aside from formalities, it was about children and property.

In order to divorce smoothly, Mo Zenian thought he gave very generous terms.

“This courtyard is for you to live in. If you want to farm the two acres of land, feel free, but you have to give my mother food.”

Mo Yan immediately replied, “We don’t want it.”

“I’ll allow you to keep your surname, but your life won’t have anything to do with me!”

Mo Yan patted the table, “Very good!”

However, Mrs. Liang shed tears again, “Feng’er is your eldest son, but you’re not even going to recognize him?”

He sneered and said, “Sons can be born easily. I’m letting him keep his surname, and he can still enter the ancestral grave in the future. I’m being very generous. You’ve raised a good son, go reap what you’ve sown!”

At this time, Mo Yan had confirmed he had a son with his mistress.

Mu Feng held his mother’s clothes tightly and begged, “Mother, I want to stay with you.”

Mo Zenian was holding the newly written divorce paper in his hand, and wanted to make a last effort to improve his future, “If Mo Ling agrees to the marriage, I won’t divorce you, and I’ll take Feng’er away.”

Mo Yan gritted her teeth and said, “In your dreams!”

Mrs. Liang patted her thigh, “Okay, I’ll sign it.” After speaking, she pressed his fingerprints on the divorce paper.

Both parties agreed, so Uncle Pingshun had no choice but to sign as the witness.

Holding back tears, Mrs. Liang saluted him and said, “Pingshun, tell the villagers that I am no longer Mrs. Liang, my name is Liang Yanfen.”

She has endured so much for so many years, but this day has finally come.

There are two copies of the divorce papers, and they each put away their own copy. Mu Zenian took it and read it repeatedly, just like when Mo Yan got the business documents.

Mo Zenian kept saying that he was generous, and Ms. Liang wasn’t stingy, so didn’t drive him out immediately, but she moved to Mo Ling and Mo Yan’s room to sleep.

At night, the mother and daughters were lying on the kang and talking.

“Ling’er, you didn’t want me to tell him we’ve made money, did you expect this to happen?”

“Yes, nothing had happened before, so I couldn’t persuade you to divorce, but think about it carefully. What have you gotten from the Mo family in these years besides the reputation of being a wife? Since he doesn’t even want to give you this, what’s the point? Don’t worry, we can afford to take care of you.”

“Then I’ll be in your care from now on.” As she spoke, Ms. Liang began to cry again.

The next day is the fifth day of the New Year. To welcome the God of Wealth and chop up villains, each household had to make dumplings. Mo Ling started chopping cabbage early in the morning, Ms. Liang made flour, and they made dumplings together.

They made two plates of dumplings and they couldn’t eat them all. Mo Ling called Mo Yan, “Yan’er, send a plate of dumplings to your second grandma.”

Mo Yan agreed, and went to the backyard with the dumplings. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she shouted, “Second grandma, I’m bringing you dumplings.”

Post-translation notes: Things are looking up after the divorce! Now we just have to hope the mistress doesn’t cause chaos here. Also, I intentionally changed Mrs. Liang’s name; from now on, she’ll be Ms. Liang. Thank you for reading!

[1] What a juvenile manchild.