The house is ancient, and was taken home by a rough man and spoiled

Chapter 247 Wang Cui'e Divorce

Wang Cui'e seemed to be cold-blooded, not moved at all, and instead sneered:

"Murdering my own husband? I really want to kill him myself, but if I kill him, I will also lose my life. It's not worth it!"

Wang Cui'e spat, turned her head, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and then she couldn't help but shed tears.

She wiped away her tears and felt it was not worth it.

She said she would never shed tears again.

But she was not so cruel as to let He Erzhu kill her.

She only made him sick with the plague, but she didn't expect that he would actually overcome it on his own. The fever has even subsided in the past few days. He is truly a scourge that has been around for thousands of years.

She couldn't do it.

He Erzhu's leg was broken, of course, it was her fault. She just took advantage of him coming back drunk and put some obstacles at the door, so he broke his leg.

He Erzhu, whose leg was broken, is now like a rotten dog and can no longer act wildly.

It was all her fault that she was too weak before. Ever since she became powerful, the old woman didn't dare to do anything to her.

It is true that good people are often bullied, and the evil ones will retaliate with the same evil.

This time, she was going to divorce no matter what, even if it meant both of them would die together.

Wang Cui'e regained her composure and walked to He Erzhu, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, which she had sharpened to a shine.

He Erzhu, who had fainted, just woke up and saw the knife. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

"What are you going to do?"

His tongue was trembling.

It's really like a tiger in dire straits being bullied by a dog. If his legs were not useless, he would beat this woman to death.

Wang Cui'e sneered:

"What do you think I want to do? I will go to the clan leader tomorrow morning and ask him to divorce me. You have to agree to it whether you agree or not."

Wang Cui'e exerted force and chopped the kitchen knife directly onto the head of his bed.

The blade sank into the wood and stood upright, almost cutting the tip of He Erzhu's nose.

A foul smell came, and Wang Cui'e couldn't help feeling nauseous. How could she have been controlled by this man for so many years with such a low level of achievement?

If she could start over again, she would never marry him even if she lost her innocence.

I would rather hide in the mountains and forests alone than be like this now.

"You stinky bitch, I won't leave you, kill me if you dare!"

He Erzhu felt that his dignity as a man was challenged. This woman had always been timid, and he didn't believe that she really dared to kill him.

There was a cold light in Wang Cui'e's eyes. She pulled the knife down directly, took his hand with one hand, and pressed it hard on the bed.

"You think I don't dare? I'm not even afraid of death. Even if I die, I'll take you with me first!"

The knife was getting closer and closer to his fingers, and He Erzhu was really scared.

Wang Cui'e is crazy. She is a lunatic now.

"If you don't want to divorce, then wait for me to torture you to death. No one, including you and your mother, can escape. You are a cripple now. Do you think I dare not? I will take one finger today and see!"

After saying that, he pressed the knife downwards, and He Erzhu's finger was immediately cut. Although the cut was very thin, blood oozed out.

“Don’t…don’t…”

He Erzhu pulled his hand back like a madman. A huge fear enveloped him, making him shiver uncontrollably.

The sound of knife sharpening these days rang in his ears, and the sizzling sound seemed to be sharpening on the tip of his heart.

Wang Cui'e had no intention of really cutting off his fingers, so she suddenly let go of him.

She knew that he was a coward who only knew how to show off at home. When he met someone stronger than him, he would be scared to death.

"I will go to the clan leader tomorrow morning. It's up to you whether you want to save your life or not."

Wang Cui'e said this, without even looking at him, and walked out the door with the kitchen knife in hand.

In another room, the old lady was still crying and wailing, but she turned a deaf ear to them.

When He Erzhu saw her leave, he softened like a puddle of mud, but was so angry that he clenched his fists, but soon released them.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. He knew that the woman was serious this time.

If they didn't divorce, she might really kill herself.

After the divorce, she had no family home and could only set up a household in the village. His leg could get better and he would be able to deal with her then.

When He Erzhu thought about it, his anger subsided a little.

But he didn't know that his leg would never heal. Even if he could stand up, he would become a cripple, with one leg powerless and only able to walk with difficulty.

Without Wang Cui'e, the daughter-in-law, the mother and son would have no way to survive.

Su Wanwan didn't know any of this, and didn't even know that Wang Cui'e had divorced. It was not until the third day, when she saw Li Yulin passing by her door with a straw mat, that she learned that Wang Cui'e had really divorced He Erzhu and was now living in an abandoned house in the east.

Li Yulin took some useful things and gave them to her. Su Wanwan thought about it and also took some coarse grains and went over with Li Yulin.

Refugees had lived in this house when it rained a few days ago, but it was very shabby at that time. In the past two days, Wang Cui'e has cleaned it up.

Although it is a little broken, it is still habitable.

It can be seen that Wang Cui'e is a hardworking person.

"Why are you here?"

Wang Cui'e was sweeping the dust off the roof with a big broom. She was covered in dust and her face was dirty.

When he saw the person coming, he immediately put away the broom and came out to greet him.

"Cui'e, I see you have nothing here. I don't have anything else at home, but I have plenty of mats. I'll give you one to make your bed."

Li Yulin took out the mat, found the only bed in the room, and spread the mat on it.

"This bed is too broken. It's still alive and looks like it's about to fall apart. I'll have Dazhu come over and help you nail the bed down."

While making the bed, Li Yulin pressed it hard, and the bed made a creaking sound.

Su Wanwan frowned when she saw this, and then looked at the house again, which was really too shabby.

"Sister-in-law, no, I will call you Sister Cui'e from now on. I brought some food here, you can use it first."

Su Wanwan also handed over the food.

Wang Cui'e choked up a little, looked at the food, and couldn't help but tear up.

"Sister-in-law, Wanwan sister, thank you, but, I... Everyone says I am a jinx, and I can kill even the weaklings, you..."

When her parents died, she didn't feel like a jinx, but her only child also died, and Wang Cui'e has been feeling a little dazed recently.

Although he knew that the death of the bad guy was not his fault, he could always see the bad guy's cold body in his dreams. After a while, he sat up and cried for his mother.

"Sister Cui'e, don't say that. It's not your fault. There is no such thing as a jinx in this world. It's all in the past. You've already divorced. Live a good life in the future. Things will only get better and better."

Su Wanwan interrupted her before she could finish.

"Your fate is in your own hands. Look, you became tough later, and now we are finally divorced, right?"

Su Wanwan held Wang Cui'e's hand.

In fact, she really didn't expect Wang Cui'e to divorce so quickly. It seems that she has really stood up.