I have no contact with the opposite sex, this woman..."

"Who is it?"

As someone who runs a shop on the street, although we are not particularly close to each other, we still talk to each other and have a friendly relationship.

Even if you are not familiar with him, you will see him without looking up. Over time, a person's character will be reflected silently. Lao Zhao gives the impression to the shopkeepers here that he is an honest and honest person, a responsible father figure.

The sudden appearance of a pregnant woman, cursing and scolding Zhao Changxing, did not subvert the image of Zhao Changxing in their impressions, but made them confused.

A middle-aged female shopkeeper asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"I'm his wife!"

The pregnant woman burst into tears: "I am his wife."

Wife, daughter-in-law...

The surrounding chatter stopped, and the middle-aged woman was even more confused: "Didn't Lao Zhao say that you are divorced?"

"No...we are not divorced."

The pregnant woman took out her marriage certificate from her bag: "This is our marriage certificate. We are not divorced at all."

The surroundings were no longer quiet, and the women began to talk again: "This man is really nothing. He told others that he was divorced. What does he want to do? Just like a taxi, showing an empty license plate to lure people into the car?"

"

"Your metaphor is quite vivid, isn't it?"

There was a lot of discussion and accusations against the shop owner.

Some women were even so angry that they cursed in a low voice.

The nearby shopkeepers also fell silent. The facts were before our eyes. Lao Zhao said he was divorced, but the pregnant woman produced her marriage certificate. This was Lao Zhao's fault.

Why are you lying?

Is there another purpose?

In other words, is there any hidden secret in it?

But... Lao Zhao has had no friends of the opposite sex in the past few years. Basically, apart from taking care of the store, he is picking up and dropping off the children. He has never been seen bringing a woman back. What does Lao Zhao want to do?

"Zhao Changxing, you are such a scumbag. I'm pregnant and you don't want me?"

The pregnant woman's face is full of grief, anger and despair.

As more and more people gathered around, the shop owner Zhao Changxing sent away the customers with a smile on his face. When he turned to look at the pregnant woman, there was obvious strangeness in his eyes.

The unfamiliar eyes contained grief, anger and helplessness: "Liu Yu, have you had enough trouble?"

Noisy?

This man is so heartless that he actually uses the word "nao" to describe an infatuated woman, a woman who is pregnant with your child?

This word puts all the responsibility on the pregnant woman.

There were a lot of people watching, but they were just talking, and no one stood up at this time.

The nearby shopkeepers were just watching.

Only when the parties concerned are clear about this matter can they make a judgment.

"Am I making trouble?"

The pregnant woman opened her teeth and claws, trying to scratch the shop owner Zhao Changxing, but Zhao Changxing avoided it.

The woman is unwilling to give up, and her aggressive character is revealed: "Just because I'm pregnant, you don't want me?"

"Liu Yu!"

Zhao Changxing roared, his face full of indifference.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that Zhao Changxing's helplessness and anger are contained in it: "Do you have to make a big fuss and ruin your reputation before you give up?"

The pregnant woman was stunned.

The discussion around him also became quiet.

Have a story?

Have a secret?

This pregnant woman’s child is not this man’s?

It was almost a guess, and Zhao Changxing seemed to realize that if he didn't explain this matter clearly, he would lose his reputation and lose face in this street: "Seven years ago, our second child was just born and was just one month old.

..When he needed his mother the most, you ran away with another man."

"Seven years!"

Zhao Changxing clenched his fists: "You never came back. I still held out hope at first that you would come back and give me and my child a complete home."

"After seven years, you finally came back, but you have someone else's child, and you want me to accept you? Want to give birth to a child and help others raise the child?"

People around him suddenly realized Zhao Changxing's accusation.

Some women's faces turned red, and in the end it turned out that women were being unreasonable. Some women, the one who just scolded him the most, sneaked away.

Zhao Changxing took a deep breath: "We no longer have the name of husband and wife. You can leave... My son and daughter also don't want to see you."

"I won't leave, I won't leave!"

The pregnant woman behaved and walked into the store: "He doesn't want me anymore. I have nowhere to go. I want to stay. I can't leave. If I leave, I won't be able to survive."

At this point in the story, everything is clear.

It is difficult for an upright official to intervene in household affairs, and it is difficult for people around him to interfere except for moral condemnation.

Zhang Qingyun also withdrew his gaze: "It depends on the man's wisdom. If he handles this matter well, he will still be a man. If he doesn't handle it well, he will wear a colored hat and raise this woman and that unrelated child...

.”

"Ever since ancient times, there has been so much love and so much hate, and I have always been sad from the beginning of my life..."

Zhang Qingyun turned around and saw obvious scratches on Yu Wenjian's face. The scabs had fallen off, but the scars were still obvious.

Yu Wenjian's eyes were a little hollow and sad.

Like a poor man who was whipped by fate and gave up resistance.

"Oh..."

Zhang Qingyun smiled: "Why, were you kicked out?"

Yu Wenjian was about to cry but had no tears, so he pretended to be relieved: "I can't compare to Dorgon for things that Dorgon can't solve. Alas... it's all tears. What a difference between me and that Zhao Changxing."

resemblance..."

They were really kicked out, but not the woman, but her children.

Yu Wenjian did not explain this clearly.

It's so embarrassing.

"Oh..."

Zhang Qingyun sneered and didn't want to pay attention to him.

That woman is in her forties or fifties, and her children are already in their twenties. She wants to be their father. Are they willing to accept a bad old man like you?

The key is that Yu Wenjian, an old guy, has bad teeth and likes to eat soft food, and that woman is a rich woman.

"I am a hoeer and a hard-working housekeeper. You can't bear to let her feel a little wronged. She just sits back and enjoys the harvest and enjoys my love. I always think that I have done a good job, but..."

Yu Wenjian shook his head: "Although we don't live in the same house, the children will come back to live occasionally. They don't like the poem "It's noon on the day of hoeing..."

"They would throw things, yell, and look at me."

Yu Wenjian felt aggrieved: "It's so difficult for me."

"throat..."

Can this old guy talk properly?

"The point is, my reputation has been ruined for a lifetime."

Yu Wenjian sat next to Zhang Qingyun: "I did a paternity test, damn, that child has no blood relationship with me."

The fate of this old guy and Zhao Changxing is really similar, but in comparison, the old guy Yu Wenjian is much better than Zhao Changxing. Zhang Qingyun ignored him and just did this.

For half a day, when the afternoon came, Yu Wenjian was still sitting like this and did not leave.

Zhang Qingyun stood up, and Yu Wenjian also stood up.

Zhang Qingyun entered the Taoist temple carrying a futon, and Yu Wenjian followed suit.

"Pa..."

After all, ordinary people are no match for mages. Zhang Qingyun is still very fast. As soon as Yu Wenjian arrived in front of the door, the Taoist temple door was closed.

"Why..."

Yu Wenjian was dejected: "Where will I go? This one I don't want to see, that one I don't want to see. I am too miserable."
To be continued...