Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 172: Mountain Eagle: Fledgling Complex (15)

This year, Song Qian's family spent the New Year with Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang.

Fang Nanxing didn't come back, so she made a video call at 1:30 p.m. on New Year's Eve. When she looked at the background, it turned out to be the kitchen - the kitchen of her husband's family.

She was wearing heavy makeup and washing dishes with gloves on, with her cell phone leaning against the wall.

Her voice sounded tired. There was a lot of noise in the background, with several children running and chasing each other, bumping into her a few times.

[You made the New Year's Eve dinner again?! Where's your husband? Why didn't you ask him to wash the dishes?! What did mom tell you? Cook but don't wash the dishes, wash the dishes but don't cook. Living together as a couple without sharing housework, who are you trying to tire out?!]

As soon as Aunt Fang saw Nanxing's expression, she couldn't help but get angry.

[Mom, it's okay. The company's internal meeting has confirmed that I can be promoted. The appointment notice will be issued after the New Year. It's only a few days after the New Year, so there's no need. Just be patient! ]

When Aunt Fang heard that she would be promoted, she immediately wanted to say a few words of praise. Her facial expression was still changing to one of pride and joy, but because of the word "endurance", it took a sharp turn for the worse. Her facial muscles twitched, and she felt both angry and amused.

[I remember that the name of your parents-in-law was on the house. A few years ago, they said they agreed to add your name. Did they add it? ]

The other party was silent, but the picture was still moving. The foam in the pool splashed onto Nanxing's black down jacket, wetting a small area.

[No, right? ]

【Um. 】

[…You, hey, where’s the child? Let me take a look at the child.]

Aunt Fang could hear the voice on the other end choking with sobs and changed the subject abruptly.

[The child has a cold, so he went upstairs to sleep after dinner. I will ask him to video chat with you guys in the evening.]

[By the way, Mom, I plan to apply for a transfer to the Kunming branch in the first half of this year. Then I will be closer to home and can go back to see you often!]

【real? ! 】

Uncle Fang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly appeared in the picture. He was wearing a cute Meiyangyang apron, which was bought by Nanxing. He had used it for many years and the color had faded.

[Yes, Dad, why are you losing weight again? Mom doesn't let you go out drinking, so you don't even eat meat, right?! ]

Uncle Fang didn't expect to be exposed so suddenly, and his face turned dark.

What's wrong with liking to drink? If he hadn't been diagnosed with signs of liver cirrhosis last year, he would have been a total abstainer from alcohol.

I just want to spend more time with my wife. She is a loner. If she is left alone in the world and her daughter is thousands of miles away, how anxious will she be if something happens? !

Aunt Fang slapped him on the back.

[Go, go, go, the coconut chicken is stewing in the pot. Watch the fire. I'm talking to my daughter. It's your turn tonight! ]

Song Qian came over and said hello, then left. Aunt Fang took her cell phone into the bedroom, closed the door, and asked in a low voice.

[You're transferred to Kunming, so what about him and the child? Are they coming with you?! Nanxing, don't hide anything from mom. Mom has a bad heart and can't stand the stimulation.]

[Mom... I, I have already filed for divorce from him. ]

[Ah?! You finally... uh, divorced, good news, did he agree? ]

[I don't agree, but I have found a lawyer and we are still negotiating. I am not worthy of adding my name to their house, but I want to take the child away.]

Fang Nanxing was wearing a Bluetooth headset, so she didn't have to shout. She looked behind her from time to time. Fortunately, her mother-in-law, who had a loud voice, was still on the sofa in the living room and hadn't moved.

A regular routine every year is to show off her son to her relatives and neighbors. He earns $200,000 a year, lives in a 200-square-meter flat with a river view, and just changed his car before the New Year. His grandson is well-behaved and has good grades, and is exactly like her son when he was a child.

That's true. He didn't say a word about his daughter-in-law's good points.

Fang Nanxing turned the cleaned bowl upside down to drain. When did she suddenly figure it out? !

Hmm, I don’t remember…

Every time they criticized and accused her, she stepped back firmly, ready to leave at any time.

She was afraid that her mother would worry, so she hadn't planned on saying it, but she didn't know how she blurted it out.

[Well, I remember you paid the lion's share of the mortgage payments over the years. Please extract the repayment records and give them to the lawyer. You also get half of the house's appreciation. Please also list the details of the child's living and education expenses. It would be best if you can get the child support in one lump sum after calculation. It also depends on the person whether you can pay it in installments. With the character of his family, even if he agrees to pay in installments, he will not pay it in the future.]

Aunt Fang was extremely grateful that she had studied law in the past. Now that she had a clear mind, she could help with advice and sort out ideas.

[Nanxing, it's the right amount of money. Don't be too soft-hearted. Since you want a child, you have to think about his future life.]

[Alas, you silly child, his house and car are all written in the name of the mother-in-law, she has been guarding against you for a long time... It's my fault that I didn't insist on enrolling you in my alma mater to study law. These years, you have fallen into the tiger's mouth and there is almost nothing left. ]

After feeling relieved, Aunt Fang became angry again and pounded the bed.

【Ah——】

My ears are so good, I heard it all~

Girls should never be obsessed with love! You must be clear-headed at all times!

Aunt Fang hung up the phone and came out. Apart from her red eyes, no emotion could be seen on her face.

The old couple worked together to prepare a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner that mixed Dai and Hunan cuisine.

The bright red peppers whet your appetite at first sight.

Lin Xiaorou simply couldn't put her chopsticks down and kept stuffing the food into her mouth.

The same goes for Song Qian. The Dai dish of pounded chicken feet is sour, spicy and crispy. Occasionally, he would bite a slice of lemon, which was so sour that his eyebrows and eyes would be squeezed together.

Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang surrounded Song Zijin and kept picking up food for him. The little brat was eating so much that he kept shouting that he was enjoying it. The chili oil dripping from the corners of his mouth had even stained his collar.

【Ah——】

I also eat pounded chicken feet. They are not sour or spicy, and they are boneless by hand. I eat them one by one without making any noise.

Eat one, throw one into the space, and the whole plate is gone in the blink of an eye.

Aunt Fang had been watching closely, shaking her head and laughing. It was strange that the appetite of the divine bird was sometimes big and sometimes small.

Yes, Aunt Fang firmly believed that vultures were divine birds, because her grandmother was a lifelong Buddhist and had once told her the story of sky burial in Buddhism. Even before she had seen a vulture, she knew that it was a divine bird that could take human souls to heaven.

【Ah——】

Fortunately I didn’t know, otherwise my tail would have been up to the sky.

On New Year's Eve, Uncle Fang and his wife received a video call from their grandson as promised.

Song Qian also called his parents via video. The old couple were having a reunion dinner with other members of the tour group. The dinner was all seafood, including abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, shrimp, and crab.

Lin Xiaorou called home via video and happened to see her father writing the word "Fu" and Spring Festival couplets. He said he had prepared them for them as well and would post them when they got home.

Song Zijin was the busiest, running back and forth, sometimes telling jokes to his grandparents, sometimes reciting poems to his grandparents.

【Ah——】

I greeted him quietly, and put my wings together with their tips, which meant wishing him good luck and prosperity and bringing the red envelope.

φ(゜▽゜*)? Happy New Year