The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Feng Guihua felt uneasy.

Look at this situation! Her husband clearly didn't want to back down.

She originally thought sending over the eldest was to speak some kind words, but who would've thought the eldest came with such a tough attitude?

What now?

Could it be that Jiang Laocheng really wants to divorce her?

Feng Guihua was distressed.

She lacked confidence.

Divorcing at this age?

Feng Guihua wouldn't do it.

By noon, she couldn't sit still anymore.

Got up and went outside to the main entrance, returned to her own doorstep, but didn't think of going inside.

She looked around for a long time, the courtyard was silent.

She feared running into Jiang Laocheng, fearing there would be no way for her to back down.

No need to guess, it was clear Jiang Laocheng must have gone to the hospital today and would stay there all day, likely not returning.

She pushed the door open and went inside.

Her own home, what was there to fear?

"Mom!"

A voice nearly made Feng Guihua fall.

She was startled.

Jiang Zhiyong wanted to find something to eat in the kitchen; he hadn't eaten breakfast, nor lunch, and if he didn't find something to eat, he'd starve.

Yesterday, he already knew his parents had a fight, and his mom went back to her family home.

Whether they fought or not, it wasn't his concern, he didn't even ask.

But if his mom went back to her family, the most inconvenient thing for him was having nowhere to get money.

Normally, he could ask his mom for pocket money and go out to have fun.

In the morning, he tried asking his elder brother for money, but his brother showed no kindness and directly left the house.

He didn't dare ask his dad for money; getting beaten would be the least of his worries.

Upon seeing his mom outside, he immediately felt happy.

Feng Guihua relaxed upon seeing her son.

"Mom, where have you been? I missed you to death, it's been a day and a night without seeing you. Look, I'm already thinner."

The most skilled thing about Jiang Zhiyong was his slick talking.

Feng Guihua's heart softened; this was the son she loved the most, or he wouldn't have been spoiled.

"Is there no one else at home, just you?"

Jiang Zhiyong nodded.

"Mom, don't worry, there's no one else at home, just me. Come on in. I haven't eaten yet, please make me something to eat, otherwise, I'll really starve. I didn't even have dinner last night."

Feng Guihua hurried inside and made some simple food; she didn't want to make a complicated meal, otherwise, when her husband and eldest son returned and saw she had been back, they'd know she was here. She fried an egg, heated some steamed buns, and cooked some noodle soup for her son.

"Mom, you're still the best. You see, at home, I can still have a hot meal. When you're not at home, just look at what I've become. Why did you and Dad fight? I heard my elder brother telling Dad you were fussing about getting a divorce. Aren't you getting old? Why are you fighting with Dad over divorce?"

As Jiang Zhiyong gobbled up the food, he finally felt relieved.

"Oh, it's all because of your dad. Your grandma is sick and in the hospital, and your second uncle insists on splitting the costs equally between the families. We really don't have that much money at home, there's just over a thousand yuan in savings, and your dad insists on borrowing money.

Think about it, if we end up with such a huge debt, who would pay it back? With the little money your dad and I have, it's not easy supporting you all. If it's all spent on paying debt, what will you eat and drink?

That's why I disagreed, and your dad hit me, and now I'm fighting with him over divorce."

Feng Guihua would say anything on her mind to her second son.

Jiang Zhiyong disagreed, "Mom, you're right, I support you. My dad is just stubborn, if my second uncle can come up with the money, why should we give him ours? Why get loans for them, what's the point?

Grandma has been living with us all these years, eating and drinking our food. Isn't it fair for Second Uncle to pay some medical expenses? Legally, it's not required for the elderly to live with the eldest son.

It's being unreasonable with Dad, you must stand firm this time. If Dad insists on divorce, then divorce, just don't relent.

If there's really a divorce, I'll stay with you, don't worry, I'll take care of you in your old age."

Feng Guihua looked at her son with a loving gaze.

This child wasn't spoiled for nothing.

"I knew you understood me best. What does your stubborn Dad know? Don't worry, I'll save this money for you, otherwise what will you use for a wedding in the future? If your dad doesn't listen to me this time, then it's really a divorce, and I'll take you out to live.

Mom gets a retirement pension of over 20 yuan every month, more than enough for us."

Jiang Zhiyong was crafty, having listened carefully earlier.

His mom had over a thousand yuan in that savings account, and his mom's monthly retirement pension.

If Mom and Dad really divorced and he lived with Mom, wouldn't all that money be his?

He only needed to act sweetly and charmingly to get it, that would be easy, whereas staying at home meant sharing it with younger siblings.

It would ultimately come down to what's left for him.

In this case, the biggest beneficiary of Mom and Dad's divorce would actually be him.

"Mom, Dad really isn't fair to you, you've put in so much effort for him over the years. How could Dad raise a hand against you? A man who hits a woman isn't a man at all. Plus, you're always considering everyone in this family.

And Dad gets angry with you over this? He really isn't a man. Don't worry, if you and Dad divorce, I'll stay with you, Mom. We're the only ones really on the same side."

Feng Guihua laughed, "You silly child, I'm just scaring your dad, there's no way we're really getting divorced. Mom's too old to divorce Dad and live alone with you.

Who would take care of your siblings, they aren't even adults yet."

Jiang Zhiyong was disdainful, knowing his mom didn't mean what she said, thinking about others.

"Mom, I actually think you really should divorce Dad. Think about it, if Dad stubbornly goes all the way this time and really gets a huge loan, that's going to be a lot of money. If you don't divorce him, you'll eventually have to spend the money you have saved.

We can't just watch the debt collectors storm in; you'd be in it together with Dad paying the debt. With you and Dad together, Uncle wouldn't bother to help.

If you divorce Dad, hold onto the money, and refuse to give it to him under any circumstances, Dad won't be able to do anything about it. Then, Uncle would probably help Dad with the younger siblings, all for the sake of it.

Think about it, does it make sense? When Uncle gets over this matter with Grandma, in a year or two you can start reconciling with Dad, and remarry. We don't even have to repay the debt, and the problem's solved, don't you think?"

Jiang Zhiyong proposed a plan.

Upon hearing this, Feng Guihua nodded repeatedly; her son was right, if she returned halfway, to this household, Jiang Laocheng would really take out a huge loan, and they'd end up paying it.

How could the other family wipe off this debt?

But if she really divorced Jiang Laocheng,

there's no way the second brother would watch his elder brother get divorced and not have any money to support the kids, right? That debt would just disappear.

At Jiang Laocheng's age, dragging children around like that, no woman would look at him.

Eventually, he'd return and remarry her.

Solving the issue would be so simple.

She wouldn't lose anything.

"You really do think ahead! Your idea is great! I'll follow your advice, and as soon as your dad returns, I'll fight for the divorce. We'll move out temporarily, rent a place and settle for a year or two.

Once your uncle is over this with Grandma, then I'll reconcile with your dad."

Jiang Zhiyong was thrilled.

"Mom, that's the right choice, trust me, it won't be wrong. Later today, I'll go out and find a place for us to stay, a small house will do for the two of us. Remember, hold onto the savings tightly and don't give it to Dad."

Feng Guihua felt her second son really understood her.