Wanxin had seen through Chen Lin. He was unreasonable and obtuse, just like his pedantic and sanctimonious father. They both claimed to be noble on the surface, but in fact, they were full of filth.
She had originally allowed Li Wanming to let Chen Lin in out of consideration for their marital affection and wanted to save him the last bit of face.
Now it seemed that it was completely unnecessary.
Chen Lin didn't know what shame, respect, or equality were. This man was rotten from head to toe, inside and out.
If she couldn't dispel Chen Lin's idea of trying to curry favor with the Prince of Ning's Mansion through her today, she was afraid that he would still cause trouble for Li Wanming in the future...
"Chen Lin, stop fantasizing about relying on me to curry favor with the powerful. Not to mention that my younger sister won't agree. Even if she did, I would never allow it!"
"My lady..."
Chen Lin was about to say something else when he saw Wanxin slowly lift up the long pickaxe.
"What... what are you doing...?"
He was immediately shocked.
A sly smile appeared on Wanxin's face: "Didn't you say that our whole family are rude shrews? Well, today I'll let you see what a real shrew is! I'll also let you experience the charm of the champion of the dragon - boat team in the military town of Min!"
With that, she swung the long pickaxe violently. The black pickaxe head, wrapped in stinky muddy water, rushed towards Chen Lin's face with a howling wind!
Chen Lin was greatly startled.
If he was really hit by that thing, he would surely get a mouthful of it!
"You... you dare to beat your husband..."
He shouted in fear while scurrying around in a panic.
Wanxin chased after him with the long pickaxe in her hand: "We've already divorced. Where's the husband? If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll surely go to the capital magistrate's office and accuse you of harassing a decent woman!"
After training with Wanmo for some time, her physical strength had improved a lot. The long pickaxe in her hand whistled through the air, and the black mud on the other end splashed down like rain!
Chen Lin was both angry and afraid: "You bitch... a used - up slut. Besides me, who else would want you..."
The pickaxe came crashing down and hit his rib hard.
With a "crack", Chen Lin felt a sharp pain in his chest. It seemed that two of his ribs were broken, and he almost spat out blood in anger.
"If you dare to come again in the future, I'll beat you every time I see you!"
Wanxin showed no mercy. The pickaxe fell on him one after another, making Chen Lin scurry around like a headless fly.
"Do you remember?!"
"Ye... yes, I remember..."
Finally, Chen Lin realized that Li Wanxin was really angry. He didn't dare to be stubborn anymore and quickly begged for mercy.
However, Wanxin didn't let him off. The long pickaxe in her hand waved like the wind, almost leaving a shadow: "Your voice is too low. I can't hear you!"
"I remember..."
Just as Chen Lin was about to answer, the pickaxe hit his shoulder. Immediately, his arm was dislocated and he couldn't lift it anymore.
"Vicious woman..."
He cursed under his breath, but unexpectedly, the pickaxe came again.
This time, Wanxin had dipped it in the field again. One end was wrapped in fresh plant ash compost, and the pungent smell rushed towards his face...
Chen Lin was terrified.
He turned around and fled, scurrying towards the side gate in a hurry. Finally, before the pickaxe hit his head, he pulled the bolt and ran out!
...
Chen Lin left.
But tears streamed down Wanxin's face.
Four years ago, she could never have imagined that her marriage, which she had been longing for so much, would end like this.
A wife chasing away her husband with a dung - stirring stick... Whose marriage would be like this?
"Well done, elder sister!"
Wanmo walked out regardless and cheered loudly: "When dealing with such a bastard, we have to be decisive!"
Li Wanming also wanted to cheer at first - after all, she finally saw her elder sister's heroic appearance again after so many years.
But when she saw the tears in her elder sister's eyes, the words on her lips were swallowed back.
Divorce was never an easy thing.
Even if it was to cut out the festering rotten flesh, it was really like cutting into one's own flesh with a knife.
The pain was like having one's heart and bones cut out.
Fortunately, this piece of rotten and smelly flesh was finally removed. It would no longer stay deep in Wanxin's body, festering and causing sores.
Wanmo patted Wanxin's shoulder boldly and said carelessly: "Elder sister, you've got rid of a jerk. You should be happy! There are countless comfortable days waiting for you in the future. Which one of them isn't better than being a beast of burden in the Chen family? Why are you crying on such a great day?"
After saying these words, she squinted at He Muhao: "When are you going to give me a good life too?"
He Muhao forced out a couple of laughs: "Mo'er, as long as you're willing to go back with me, every day will be a good day for us..."
"Get out of here!"
Wanmo grabbed the back of his neck and walked towards the door:
"You've watched the fun today and had your fill of entertainment. Now hurry back and have a family reunion. Otherwise, if you go back too late, your step - mother will say again that I'm a shrew, lacking in womanly virtues, and leading the men in the family astray!"
"Mo'er, my mother..."
Wanmo didn't even listen. She pushed open the side gate and simply threw him out: "Off you go!"
She bolted the door behind her. No matter how much He Muhao banged on the door outside, crying and howling, she remained unmoved.
At this time, Qinglan had already distributed the red envelopes with Qiuying and Xiahe and took the opportunity to walk in.
She put the empty money box on the table in the courtyard and reported to Li Wanming: "Princess, there were a total of eleven strings of cash and some loose silver, which have all been distributed to everyone."
The academy had made a year - end settlement before the holiday, and all the money had been recorded. There wasn't much cash left.
The money left in the box was originally prepared by Li Wanming to give out New Year red envelopes when the academy reopened in the New Year, so there wasn't much.
Unexpectedly, there would never be a chance to give out these red envelopes...
Li Wanming gently stroked the money box.
The money box was empty, and only the black bottom of the box reflected the not - so - bright winter sun.
"Let's go. Father and Mother are still waiting for us at home."
She withdrew her gaze and said softly: "Qinglan, you go back to the Prince's Mansion and tell them what happened here so that they don't have to worry. Also, thank the Prince, the Princess... and him for me."
It was obvious that it was the Prince of Ning's Mansion that had made efforts behind the scenes for the sudden appearance of the Duchess of the Duke of Qing.
They had helped her so much, and she knew she had to show her gratitude.
"Yes." Qinglan nodded in agreement. Then she looked at the side gate and frowned: "But Mr. He has been blocking the way there. We can't go through the front. We can only go out through the small door used for the kitchen purchases."
Li Wanming also glanced at the side gate: "Okay, we'll go through the back. Let him shout there. Tomorrow, the villains from Zangshan Academy will come to deal with him."
After saying that, she turned around and led the way, taking everyone towards the kitchen.
Wanxin lagged behind and tugged at Wanmo's sleeve: "Second sister, are you really not going to give Mr. He another chance? I see that he's shouting so miserably. He should still have some sincerity for you... Don't be disheartened by everyone just because of my marriage..."
Wanmo held her hand and looked back calmly, saying: "Elder sister, don't think too much. My matter with He Muhao has nothing to do with you. He may have some sincerity, but it's only as small as a sesame seed. It's not even enough to be shared among those concubines in his house."