Chapter 116:

Fangallo took Xu Yiyang's hand and walked on the dark path, with whirling tree shadows on top of his head, and gravel covered with gravel under his feet, and a whimpering wind blew from time to time, bringing a trace of coolness. Autumn is here.
Xu Yiyang dropped the weight of his whole body on his elder brother's arm, and his short legs jumped up and down like a walking spring. His childhood was only the day when he came to his big brother. After that, he finally understood what pure happiness is.
The two walked hand-in-hand to the No. 1 building, but they saw a group of black shadows crouching in front of the trash bin, turning over and picking up the contents of several trash bags, and kept murmuring in their mouth: "How come they don't know the classification, tell them clearly What kind of garbage should be thrown in which bucket, why is it always thrown away. Can you simply identify the garbage and reduce the burden for me? I am also tired ... "
A ring of bell interrupted Black Shadow's nagging, she answered the phone, and there was a very impatient voice from the horse: "Qu Xianfen, I will come back tomorrow, you signed the divorce agreement, we are together. "
Dark Shadow immediately stood up and exposed himself to the light. She is a resident on the fourth floor, wearing a loose houseware. Because she was just picking up the garbage, she has a few stains on the hem of her clothes, and her hair is not combed. Behind the head, the whole person looked sloppy and haggard. She said nervously: "I tell you Pan Dawei, I will not divorce you, I will drag you to death!"
The person over there sneered: "You don't have to sign, I will go to court to prosecute. You are dragged to death, do you have that ability?"
The phone hung up quickly, and the woman dialed back in a panic, but the other end just murmured, never connecting. Obviously, she was blacked by her husband. She looked at the screen of the cell phone that had been extinguished, and then looked at the messy garbage bags at her feet, and she finally couldn't help crying.
Fangallo and Xu Yiyang walked past her lightly, seeing that they were about to enter the gate, but heard her choking voice coming from behind: "Are you Mr. Vangallo living on the 18th floor?"
Fangalomo sighed silently, then turned his head back and said softly and politely: "I am, may I ask you why you stop me?"
The woman wiped her tears and said in a dumb voice: "Hello Mr. Fan, my name is Qu Xianfen and I am a resident on the fourth floor. I have watched your show and I know you are a psychic. I want to ask you, yes What way can my husband dispel the idea of ​​divorce? "
Van Gogh looked at her up and down and asked, "Are you sure this marriage still has to survive?"
Qu Xianfen turned out to be a little bit under his eyes. That's right, she did have a terrible life, her clothes were wide and dirty, her cheeks were swollen and haggard, her hair was greasy and messy, and she could see her situation at a glance. And everyone in her family was loud, and when she was scolding her, she shouted loudly, lest the people in the whole building didn't know that she was just an unpaid nanny and punching bag.
Is such a day necessary to survive? Does n’t she envy the day Xiaolu divorced and returned home? Of course she is envious, she dreams to escape from her present life, but she cannot escape!
Qu Xianfen said with tears:
Mr. Fan, I ’m not telling you that I did have an unhappy life, but I do n’t know where I can go after the divorce. I married my husband before graduating from college and then dropped out of school. Become a full-time housewife. My parents have passed away long ago. I ca n’t get my mother back. I have n’t worked. I ca n’t support myself. How should I live after divorce? "
"Can you get a share of your property when you are divorced?" Vangallo asked patiently.
"Unable to share, my husband prepaid his salary for the next 20 years before marriage, which was used to exchange the company's shares. These are pre-marital property, protected by law, and exclusive to him. And his company is currently 'S stock price is still lower than when we were married, so there is no such thing as a post-marital income. All his real estate is hung under the name of his parents. It cannot be regarded as the common property of the husband and wife. That is to say, if I do not divorce, There is a place to live and a meal. If I get divorced, I will have nothing. "
Qu Xianfen looked up and smiled miserably: "Mr. Fan, it ’s not that I do n’t want to divorce, but I ca n’t divorce. I contributed my best youth for this family. I gave up studying to take care of the elderly and children. And job opportunities, I am now a waste person. Where can I go after a divorce? How can I live? "
She looked around blankly, but it was all dark.
Fangallo frowned, "But if you don't try to go out, how do you know you have no way to live?"
"I don't know any skills. I can't find a job. If I can't find a job, I don't have money. Do I have to starve to death sooner or later? Mr. Fan, can you help me?" Qu Xianfen said The tears had stopped, and the whole person showed a strange calmness. Even if she was asking for help, she didn't show an urgent or eager expression, as if just asking a word.
"I'm sorry, I can't help you. People with hands and feet won't be able to support themselves." Van Gogh held Xu Yiyang's hand and continued to move forward, his tone almost indifferent.
Qu Xianfen was not disappointed or irritated, but just looked at their backs quietly, then showed a bitter smile. She has long known that no one can help herself. People with hands and feet can indeed feed themselves, and how can they always have a bite to eat. But she was not reconciled, did she really make no contribution to this family? Can I just send a divorce certificate if I get a divorce? Who has been caring for the husband ’s parents for so many years? How did his son grow up?
Isn't it really tiring to do housework at home just like those men say? No, very tired, day after day, she is almost exhausted.
She had to get up to buy food every morning when it was dark, spent more than an hour to cook, and had to endure all kinds of criticism; the floor could not be dragged with a mop, so she had to kneel and wipe it little by little with corners and corners A little dust will be scolded by the mother-in-law who claims to have cleanliness; cleaning the whole house is noon and it is time to make lunch; after lunch, continue to clean the kitchen and finish washing the family's clothes; after washing, I am preparing to take a breath. But it was time to make dinner again; when the family had all rested after dinner, she had to wash the dishes, mop the floor, clean the house and clean up.
It was more than nine o'clock in the evening when she completely closed her hand, and the day passed. Other people's work time is eight hours, but she is almost eighteen hours in a pivot. If the father-in-law's mother-in-law or son have a headache or brain fever, she has to stay in bed all night to take care of her.
She has achieved this level, but these people are still not satisfied. Husband does not go home all year round, her mother-in-law always thinks that she is not good at cooking, and cleaning is not clean; her father-in-law treats money as destiny, and will scold her when she sees a courier package, and even resort to violence, but those packages But all are daily necessities or son's electronic products, and almost nothing belongs to her; the son thinks that she is old and haggard, she never wants to call her mother in front of her classmates. Once she went to pick up her son from school, she saw her son held in the hand by her husband's mistress and took it to the car.
The woman wore a luxurious dress with delicate makeup and dressed like a lady. She rubbed her son's head and talked to him with a smile, with an intimate attitude like a family. Not only did his son not resist, he said proudly when his classmates ran over and asked, "This is my mother."
Hearing this sentence, Qu Xianfen's brain roared at that time, and he felt as if he had been cut by thunder. But she looked down at herself, but she laughed sadly: She was wearing ordinary home clothes, with a haggard and swollen face, driving a cheap second-hand car, carrying a canvas bag of dozens of dollars, saying Who would believe that she was Mrs. Pan's wife when she went out? The son may have always regarded her as a shame? Under the prejudice of his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, he has learned from him and never regarded her as a mother.
The in-law's scolding she can bear, her husband's indifference, she can not take it seriously, but the son's disdain is a real mark on her heart. She also wanted to take good care of herself, but her husband never gave her money, and the family ’s expenses had to be taken from her mother-in-law. Once the budget was exceeded, all she received was a reprimand and reprimand.
She paid almost everything for this family, but at the end she got nothing, her husband was not her own, her son was not her, and her father-in-law and mother-in-law never regarded her as a human being. How could she be reconciled? But what can you do if you are not reconciled? Is she capable of changing her fate, she can't even let her son call herself a mother in public ...
Thinking about this, Qu Xianfen finally smiled miserably, and then threw the clutter of trash into the trash.
As soon as she stepped into the house, her mother-in-law sitting on the sofa and watching TV began to question: "It's been so long after throwing garbage, why did you go?"
"I'm sorting." Qu Xianfen lowered his head to change his slippers, his voice was very calm.
"My toenails are long again, you give me bubble feet, cut them." The father-in-law made a random call.
"Good." Qu Xianfen brought a pot of hot water to the father-in-law. He has severe beriberi and onychomycosis, and it smells bad when he takes off his socks. It is not easy to cut because the nail cover is infected with fungus, and it becomes very thick and hard, and it needs to be rubbed bit by bit.
The mother-in-law had been sitting far away when her father-in-law took off his socks, and also covered his nose with a disgusted expression, but Qu Xianfen, who had been so much treated by them, calmly dealt with everything in front of him. She takes care of them as biological parents day after day, year after year, doing the dirtiest and most tiring work for them. She even dried her feces and sucked her throat and sucked thick sputum.
She thought that the world could be exchanged with true heart, but she tried it for more than ten years, but all she got was tired and broken.
She slowly rubbed her father-in-law's toenails with a file, her expression was serious, but her eyes were scattered. When her eyes moved to the living room, she found that there was something missing.
"Mom, what about my piano?" Her numb face finally showed a trace of tension.
"Put it there and get in the way, I'll get people to sell it. You don't know, when I open the toilet every night, I hit the piano, and once I knocked over my toenails, it was a pain!" The eyebrows twisted in distress, as if empathizing with the grandson.
But Qu Xianfen has no way to accept this explanation. "It's a hindrance. You can move it. Why sell it? That's my mother's relic. I played it from a young age to a big one! Where did you sell the piano? ? I have to get it back. "Qu Xianfen threw away the file and stood up, but he was kicked by the father-in-law.
"What to look for, a broken piano, what to find. Hurry to cut my toenails, the water is almost cold."
Qu Xianfen climbed up and asked with a voice: "The grandmother left the piano to my mom, and my mom left it to me. How can we sell it as a family heirloom? Why don't you tell me A cry? "
"A broken piano can't sell a few dollars. Is it worth calling us? I don't know what kind of antique that thing is, which made us the Pan family take a big advantage. That is, you are a small door. It's just a treasure! "Mother-in-law rolled her eyes in disdain.
Qu Xianfen's tears flowed uncontrollably. It was not just a piano, but also her most beautiful and true memories, her unrealized dream. How could these people just throw it away? Yes, it's really not worth much, but grandma and mother used to hold her on the stool and held her hand to play a beautiful piece of music on the piano, let her understand in a flash what she wants to do when she grows up— She wants to learn piano and become a performer. But this dream was abandoned because of marrying.
She walked to the place where the piano was originally placed, twirling around in panic, looking around up, down, left, and right, as if she could recover the lost things. Her parents-in-law started to scold her, saying that she had abnormal brains, so she had to go to a mental hospital to see her, and said that she would let her son divorce her ...
The door of the bedroom on the opposite side opened, and Pan Kai ’s young master, Pan Kai, protruded half of his head and shouted,
You guys have never finished? Do n’t scold, can you?

Man thought that his son's eyes lit up while defending his own Qu Xianfen.
Pan Kai shouted again: "I'm playing games, I'm going to scold, don't quarrel with I! I'm so annoyed, I don't do business all day, I only know that I'm quarreling, my dad married you, it's been a bad thing for eight lifetimes! If you were n’t my mom, I would have pulled your hair and dragged you out! "
The door was slammed with a thud, and the insults of the father-in-law and mother-in-law were really small, but they began to take the mop and broom, and moved the whole martial arts. Qu Xianfen lived in such an environment. She insisted for more than ten years, but what could she do if she didn't insist? She has no skills, no deposits, and even her age exceeds the best job search period. Which company is willing to ask? Where can she go after leaving this cold home?
That being the case, why not go to together! When the father-in-law grabbed his hair and hit the wall again and again; when his mother-in-law pointed her nose and scolded like a beast;