Chapter 1572: Zhuzi divorces

Nanluoguxiang.

The autumn wind was blowing. On the roads on both sides of the street, the ground was covered with fallen yellow leaves. The golden leaves shone with a poignant beauty on the ground. As the breeze blew, countless yellow leaves detached from their branches and drifted down into the dust, and the air was filled with a bleak chill.

The family conflict between Sha Zhuzi and Jin Lian gradually escalated over time, eventually leading to a divorce. After the divorce, how to fairly divide the family property became another fierce contest between them.

"Move it!"

Following Jin Lian's order, Jin Peng led his fox friends and dog companions into the room like bandits, making Sha Zhuzi and Qin Huairu desperately try to stop them.

Sha Zhuzi, his face red and neck thick, held onto the sewing machine: "This is my family's! No one is allowed to touch it!"

Jin Lian mocked: "Sha Zhuzi, do you still want any face? Do you have no idea how this sewing machine came to be? Ask the neighbors present—who doesn't know that this sewing machine was a gift from Cao Weiguo to our mother and son? Does it have half a cent of relation to you? You still have the nerve to say it's your family's? You're shameless!"

The residents gathered at the door pointed at Sha Zhuzi, and Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng, Liu Guangtian, and others mocked him incessantly.

"Sha Zhuzi! You curse Cao Weiguo behind his back all day long, saying he's not a good thing. Now you have the nerve to occupy a gift Cao Weiguo gave to his godson?"

"One set of behavior to his face, another behind his back. Sha Zhuzi, you truly are Yi Zhonghai's godson; you've learned all of Yi Zhonghai's housekeeping skills."

"Sha Zhuzi, you're just a hanging ghost without pants! Completely shameless!"

"Jin Peng, what are you standing there for! Move it for me!"

The mockery from Xu Damao, Cui Dake, Yan Jiecheng, and others made Sha Zhuzi feel he had no place to hide. The awkward and angry expressions on his face kept changing, and his eyes were red like a rabbit's.

He was at odds with Cao Weiguo and hated, loathed, and despised Cao Weiguo from the bottom of his heart, but this sewing machine was the most valuable thing in his room, and he really couldn't bear to let Jin Lian take it away.

"Get out of the way!"

Jin Peng rudely pushed Sha Zhuzi aside and ordered his fox friends and dog companions to carry the sewing machine away.

"Don't move it! Robbers! You robbers!"

Qin Huairu grabbed the sewing machine and wouldn't let go. This was an 80% new sewing machine that hadn't been used for many years, and it was well-maintained. Even if she sold it, it would be worth a lot of money. Since she had already decided to marry Sha Zhuzi, this house, the sewing machine, and the furniture were all hers.

Jin Lian wanted to take away the sewing machine and the valuable furniture, and Qin Huairu felt that Jin Lian was robbing her property, so she acted even more excited and anxious than Sha Zhuzi.

"Stinking bitch, who do you think you are? Get lost!"

Jin Peng pushed Qin Huairu aside, and Jin Lian walked over and slapped Qin Huairu across the face: "Shameless slut, I just divorced Sha Zhuzi, and you're already impatient to be the mistress of the house? Do you still want any face? Don't think I don't know that you and Sha Zhuzi have been hooking up all along. I just didn't care to deal with you two dog-and-bitch lovers. Now that I've divorced Sha Zhuzi, you can sleep with him however you want; it's none of my business. But I'm telling you, I have a share of the things in this room, and I'm taking what belongs to me. If you dare to interfere again, don't blame me for stripping off your clothes and throwing you out on the street for an exhibition."

Facing the demon-like Jin Lian, plus the intimidation of Jin Peng's gang of thugs, Qin Huairu retreated in fear with a pale face. Sha Zhuzi also endured his anger, standing to the side feeling aggrieved, staring at Jin Lian and the others with eyes that could eat people.

Xu Damao, seeing Sha Zhuzi's aggrieved appearance, was so happy he wanted to set off firecrackers. He stood at the door gloating and shouting: "Sha Zhuzi, aren't you tough? Why are you a coward now? People are about to empty your house, and you're just watching? Are you still a man? I feel ashamed for you. Don't just stand there, don't be a coward, roll up your sleeves and fight them!"

"Hahaha!"

The neighbors present burst into laughter, making Sha Zhuzi's face turn livid. His chest heaved violently, as if he were an angry wild beast. His eyes were wide open, filled with the fire of rage, as if he wanted to burn everything before him.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning pale from excessive force. His body was trembling, and every inch of muscle was tense, as if he were ready to explode at any moment.

Suddenly, he slammed his fist against the wall, making a dull sound that caused dust to fall from the roof—one could see the strength of his force.

Sha Zhuzi's mind was filled with rage. He wanted to have a big fight, wanted to vent his anger and humiliation, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something. His heart beat like a war drum, hitting his chest again and again, making him feel like he was about to explode.

At this moment, Sha Zhuzi felt incomparably angry and helpless. He felt humiliated and deeply hurt by this world.

His heart was filled with pain and bitterness. He didn't know how to face all this; he just wanted to make those who betrayed him and humiliated him pay the price, wanted them to taste his pain.

Yi Zhonghai grabbed Sha Zhuzi's arm anxiously: "Zhuzi, don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil!"

Before them, Jin Peng had brought a gang of fox friends and dog companions. Those people didn't look like good sorts at a glance; it was clearly a case of the enemy being strong and them being weak. If Sha Zhuzi made a move, he would definitely suffer. If he were beaten up or injured, he would have to go to the hospital for treatment, and the loss would be even greater.

Sha Zhuzi took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, but his heart was still filled with rage and pain. He knew he needed to find a way to vent his emotions, otherwise, he would explode.

"Move it! Move it! Whatever you want from this room, take it! I'll just treat it as giving alms to a beggar!"

Sha Zhuzi roared at Jin Lian, unable to suppress his rage. He clenched his fists and walked quickly out of the room without looking back, storming toward the outside of the courtyard.

The fire of rage in his heart was still burning, but he didn't want anyone to see his weakness and anger. He decided to face all this alone and let time heal his wounds.

Jin Lian sneered with disdain: "Who is the beggar, they know in their own hearts. Since Sha Zhuzi said so, don't be polite. Move it for me! Don't leave a single needle behind; move it all away."

Jin Peng shouted with bravado: "Didn't you hear my sister? Move it! Don't leave a single needle behind!"

"Alright!"

"Brothers, get to work!"

"Take the cabinets! The rice jar! The kitchen knives and shovels, take them all!"

"Split the bed for me, take it back to burn as firewood!"

Good heavens!

Jin Lian was ruthless enough. She moved away what was useful and split what wasn't for firewood. Selling it as scrap or throwing it away as trash was better than leaving it for Sha Zhuzi. This ruthlessness made the neighbors watching feel their hair stand on end.

The mouth of a green bamboo snake, the needle on a wasp's tail—neither is as poisonous as a woman's heart!

They were husband and wife who had lived together for several years, yet Jin Lian didn't have a shred of affection for Sha Zhuzi, not even leaving him the bedding or the bed frame.

After Jin Lian, Jin Peng, and the others left in a swarm, only the four walls and the roof remained in Sha Zhuzi's room. Even the glass on the windows had been removed by Jin Peng.

Xu Damao looked at the empty room and couldn't close his mouth from laughing: "Sha Zhuzi, this grandson is truly miserable. His wife took his son and left, and his house has been emptied. I reckon he won't be able to recover for three to five years. Qin Huairu, Sha Zhuzi is already like this, are you still willing to marry him?"

Qin Huairu said angrily: "None of your business, get lost, don't be an eyesore here. Be careful that Sha Zhuzi doesn't come back and take his anger out on you." ===== CHAPTER 1574 =====