Chapter 242 I'm sorry, parents.
Chapter 242 I'm sorry, parents.
Hearing her say that, Fang Qing's face turned frighteningly pale.
How could a married older sister insult her like this?
Fang Qing sneered inwardly, but showed it on her face.
Her position in the Lu family is unstable right now, so let's not argue with her for now.
"Big sister, Jiang Ting and I are already married. Our marriage certificate was issued yesterday."
She even deliberately emphasized the word "yesterday".
It's just to disgust them on purpose, to tell them that everything is fate.
It was Chinese New Year, and they couldn't buy tickets because they were delayed in coming over.
We finally made it, but we're a day late.
Lu Jiangrong's face darkened with anger.
"So what? You can get divorced even if you're married. Jiang Ting, your parents don't approve of this marriage, so you should divorce her."
Lu Jiangting lowered his head and remained silent, once again becoming a coward.
Fang Qing felt a surge of frustration seeing him lower his head and remain silent.
But in the end, I held back.
“Military marriages aren’t so easy to divorce. Jiang Ting and I were arranged by our superiors. If we divorce right after getting married, what will the higher-ups think of Jiang Ting? Sister, Jiang Ting and I can’t get a divorce.”
"Hmph, are you threatening us?" Lu Jiangrong urged Lu Jiangting, "Divorce her. I don't believe there's such a thing as forced buying and selling."
Lu Jiangting remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, letting Fang Qing argue with his older sister and father.
Of course, his father remained silent and quietly lit another pipe.
Sitting on the small sofa, he squinted and puffed out a cigarette, watching his daughter fight for his son.
Seeing Lu Jiangting's indifference, Fang Qing gritted her teeth in anger.
They've only just gotten married, and they're already pushing for a divorce?
Humph, wishful thinking.
Although she was angry, she didn't argue with Lu Jiangrong, after all, she was Lu Jiangting's sister.
Besides, she might not be able to win the argument, and she still needs to maintain her image as a caring older sister to Lu Jiangting.
Besides, these two won't be staying long; they'll be leaving in a few days. Why get angry with them and cause unnecessary trouble?
Once they leave, the three of them will be left to live their own lives, and controlling Lu Jiangting will be a piece of cake.
So she said in a good-natured voice, "Sister, we've only just gotten married, so we definitely can't get a divorce right now. How about this, let's wait a year or two, and if Jiang Ting really wants a divorce, then we can do it. We can then tell the boss that we don't get along, and that'll be an explanation, right? If we tell the boss now, wouldn't that be slapping him in the face?"
They directly employed a tactic of retreating to advance.
Fang Qing's understanding nature impressed Lu Jiangrong.
"Are you really willing to get a divorce?"
Fang Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, I didn't want to get married either. It's just that when my boss came to see Chenchen last time, he chatted with me casually. He said that I'm still young and shouldn't waste my whole life being a widow for Jianjun. I should find someone to remarry while I'm still young."
But then he said that if I were to find someone again, I must find someone who is good to Chenchen, so that I can be worthy of Jianjun. I thought that made sense, but what man could be so magnanimous as to be good to his previous child? This is a very real problem.
Then we talked about Jiang Ting. He said Jiang Ting treats Chenchen exactly like his own daughter, and told me to think about it. Later…
She deliberately got stuck here.
Lu Jiangrong: "What happened next?"
Fang Qing hesitated and didn't say anything, but her eyes were fixed on Lu Jiangting.
Lu Jiangrong frowned and asked Lu Jiangting, "Jiangting, what happened next?"
Fang Qing's actions essentially forced Lu Jiangrong to question Lu Jiangting.
Fang Qing felt that he, a grown man, couldn't keep hiding like a coward and leave her, a woman who was being disliked, to face all these troubles.
Lu Jiangting took a deep breath and said, "Big sister, don't ask anymore. Anyway, things are already like this. Marriage is not a game; you can't just get a divorce like that."
"You... oh my god, you're going to drive me crazy."
Lu Jiangrong stomped her foot in anger and looked at her father, who was puffing on a cigarette behind her, and said, "Dad, look at you, you and Mom have spoiled Jiang Ting rotten. He didn't even discuss such a big thing as getting married with the family. He just took care of it all by himself."
"Big sister, what era are we living in? Marriage is a matter of personal freedom. Even if I tell my parents, they can't interfere."
Lu Jiangrong was so angry that she puffed out her beard and glared at him. "So you really have your eye on this widow?"
Lu Jiangting lowered his head and remained silent.
Do you like it?
Of course he didn't like it, he never did.
But then he suddenly realized that what they said made sense.
Old Wang is right.
Yu Yao is right.
He couldn't just ignore Fang Qing and her child. If he didn't marry Fang Qing, then marrying anyone else would be harming that girl.
That's how my life is going to be, anyway, Wang Jianjun saved my life.
He would then dedicate his entire life to making amends to his wife and children.
"Big sister, Fang Qing and I are having a banquet in a few days. We'll be inviting some relatives and friends for a meal. Why don't you and Dad stay for a meal before you leave?"
Seeing that he was determined, Lu Jiangrong stopped trying to persuade him.
But she didn't want to eat the meal. She gave a cold laugh and sat back down on the sofa without saying a word.
Seeing that his eldest daughter was not going to get involved, Lu Cong finally spoke up.
"Jiang Ting, you have really disappointed your father."
Lu Jiangting also felt very guilty towards his parents and family.
"Father, no matter what, I will be filial to you."
"Ahem, never mind, never mind. Dad's getting old, I'm not going to bother with you anymore, do whatever you want."
"Father, I'm so sorry." Lu Jiangting knelt before him, unable to hold back his tears.
He realized that by making up for his guilt towards Wang Jianjun by doing so to Fang Qing and her son, he was also hurting his own parents.
He has lived a better life than other people his age in the village since he was a child.
He knows how much his parents dote on him.
But after working for so many years, he hasn't really repaid them.
He lent all the money he earned in the previous two years to Wang Jianjun.
Wang Jianjun needs to buy a house to bring Fang Qing and her child out of the mountains.
Although it's just one house, it's not cheap to buy it.
Since those were apartments allocated by their work units, and neither Wang Jianjun nor Fang Qing had a quota for them, they naturally had to spend more money to buy them if they wanted to get one.
Wang Jianjun hadn't even repaid the money when he got into trouble.
Since the person in question is dead, he naturally can't ask Fang Qing for a refund.
Not only that, he also helped Wang Jianjun pay off the money he had borrowed from other people.
So, of the several thousand yuan I earned after working for several years, aside from the portion I spent on myself, the total amount I gave to my parents was less than a thousand yuan. The rest of the money was essentially given to Fang Qing.
"I'm sorry, son, I'm so sorry." Lu Jiangting buried his face in Lu Cong's knees and wept bitterly.
Seeing him like this, Lu Cong and Lu Jiangrong felt very sorry for him.
Saying they should get a divorce was just something I said in anger.
They also knew that once the marriage certificate was issued, divorce was impossible.
Fang Qing said that if they waited a year or two, it might be possible for them to file for divorce due to their incompatibility.
So Lu Cong patted Lu Jiangting on the shoulder and said, "Alright, alright, you only went this far because you value relationships. Jiangting, you're a good kid. Since you're already married, let's leave it at that. I won't attend your banquet. Here, I'll buy you a ticket and head back."
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