Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 121 - 120 Departure (Monthly Passes 365+)

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Chapter 121: Chapter 120 Departure (Monthly Passes 365+)

"Mom, don’t you have any dignity? Dad doesn’t want you anymore, yet you still cling to him. Without dad, it’s not like you can’t survive. You have me and my sister to respect and care for you in your old age. While you’re still young, you could marry someone better than dad."

Xia Xiang’s words made the Xia family burst into almost laughter, especially Xia Baoguo, Eldest Aunt Xia, Second Aunt Xia, and Aunt Xia, but no one spoke a word.

Li Wenjuan saw her daughter approaching and, despite some surprise, shook her head at Xia Xiao, hoping she would not speak out.

Xia Xiao nodded and moved closer to Li Wenjuan, watching the situation unfold.

"Xiao Lan, don’t worry, your brother will find someone better for you," Zhao Daguo said.

Guan Mingli also spoke up, "Xiao Lan, your sister-in-law will also help you return to your former self and find someone with better conditions, who will treat you better."

"We must divorce, our daughter will not endure this treatment," Mrs. Zhao said.

Mr. Zhao also nodded; the entire Zhao family supported Zhao Xiaolan and Xia Jianguo’s separation.

Divorce was not easy in this era, and there were few people who divorced. The potential divorce of Xia Jianguo and Zhao Xiaolan had even alarmed the neighborhood committee, as well as the furniture factory and the Women’s Federation.

The leadership from the neighborhood committee, the furniture factory, and the Women’s Federation took turns intervening. Both the Xia and Zhao families were approached for mediation, but the attitudes of both families were very firm.

Only Zhao Xiaolan seemed somewhat hesitant, as she didn’t actually want to divorce Xia Jianguo. Her hesitation prompted the neighborhood committee, factory leaders, and Women’s Federation to visit more frequently.

Today was the fourth day of the new year. Xia Chunrong went to work, and Xia Xiao was catching the afternoon train. Yesterday, Xia Xiao returned to the old house with the Xia family, and everyone was unhappy, especially Xia Xiang and Xia Yan’s attitudes inflicted some harm on the Xia family people, and of course it made the Zhao family more pleased.

Yesterday afternoon, Xia Xiao cooked personally and helped Li Wenjuan butcher a chicken to prepare a delicious meal for everyone, but it didn’t lift the spirits of the family.

Old Man Xia remained silent, not uttering a word, and upon finding out, Mrs. Xia sighed, making everyone feel uncomfortable.

Watching the neighborhood committee, factory leaders, and Women’s Federation making frequent visits, Xia Xiao couldn’t help but reflect on how difficult it was to get a divorce in this era; they hadn’t even gone to the Civil Affairs Bureau yet, and it was already this challenging.

Thinking about the future where people could marry in the morning and divorce by afternoon, taken as lightly as child’s play, the current process seemed much more serious.

Ready to leave home, Xia Xiao got up early to cook delicious food for her family, especially her younger brother and sister —she felt incredibly reluctant to leave them.

Although she also had to do household chores and cook at home, compared to the labor at the production team, it was child’s play. Having been home for only a few days, Xia Xiao already felt reluctant to leave, enjoying life with her family.

Thinking that after this return, she did not know how often she would be able to come back, and living there permanently was something that would not happen for another decade or so.

During these days, Xia Xiao had not been idle, joining her family in inquiring about the urban housing prices, which, although not as expensive as in the future, were still frighteningly high.

Thinking of Xia Weiguo’s leg, Xia Xiao made sure he drank some spring water every day and added it to the food; she even put some in the tea and plain water to help her family maintain their health.

She did not know if it would help her father’s leg, but maintaining their health was possible, and she tried her best to care for her grandparents’ health too.

"Mom, keep this money," Xia Xiao shoved fifty yuan into Li Wenjuan’s hand.

Li Wenjuan widened her eyes and quickly looked around before whispering, "Sister, tell mom the truth, how did you get so much money?"

Seeing how cautious her mother was, Xia Xiao whispered back, "Mom, just feel free to use it, I haven’t done anything bad. I earned this money by setting traps with the villagers to catch game and sell for silver."

"Oh my, what an unruly daughter you are! You’re about to scare me to death. And that’s not doing something bad? The black market is a nasty place, and you dare to sell things there. What if you’re caught? You could end up in jail," Li Wenjuan exclaimed in shock.

Xia Xiao smiled and said, "Mom, I haven’t gone to the black market to sell. I just sold it to someone else. Don’t worry, nothing will happen. I’ll be careful and never do anything illegal."

"How can I be at ease?" Li Wenjuan was still worried.

"Alright, fine, I won’t do it anymore. Satisfied now?" said Xia Xiao.

"Really? Sister, though our family is poor, we are honest. Don’t let mom down," Li Wenjuan reminded. "If you really get caught, I won’t acknowledge a daughter like you."

"I get it," Xia Xiao said, rolling her eyes.

Still, she reminded Li Wenjuan, "Mom, just don’t let it slip and get your daughter in trouble."

"You’re my own flesh and blood, why would I set you up? Just don’t cause trouble for me," Li Wenjuan ended up accepting Xia Xiao’s money. However, she did it with a thousand warnings, telling Xia Xiao to work down in the countryside honestly and not think about anything else.

Xia Xiao nodded in assurance several times before Li Wenjuan finally let it go.

After saying goodbye to her grandparents and relatives one by one, Xia Xiao prepared to leave. She needed to go back to her place to gather her luggage and head to the train station from there. At this time, Xia Chunrong had also taken leave to rush back.

Xia Xiao hadn’t wanted Xia Chunrong to send her off, but it was of no use. She didn’t want to take the train again and had wanted to return through her space, but hadn’t expected that Xia Chunrong had already bought her a ticket.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, take good care of yourselves," Xia Xiao said to Old Man Xia, Mrs. Xia, Xia Weiguo, and Li Wenjuan. Then to her brothers and sisters, she added, "You guys listen to Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, and Mom."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, come back for New Year’s again next year."

Once Xia Wei had spoken, everyone nodded, all hoping that Xia Xiao would come back every year for the New Year’s celebration.

Xia Xiao smiled lightly, "I will come back whenever I get the chance."

Everyone was reluctant to see Xia Xiao leave, but they also knew they couldn’t keep her there. Xia Xiao had to go down to the countryside now, and there was no knowing when she would be able to transfer back for good.

Once Xia Xiao and Xia Chunrong had left the Xia family’s house, they saw, from a distance, Zhao Xiaolan blocking her uncle, both looking very upset.

Xia Xiao thought that it seemed the couple still had feelings for each other and maybe they wouldn’t get divorced. However, after so many incidents, a broken mirror could hardly be mended. Moreover, the Zhao family was eager to have Xia Xiang and Xia Yan take the Zhao surname, so who knew what would happen in the future.

These matters were none of her concern. Xia Xiao and Xia Chunrong went back home, packed their luggage, met Guo Yufeng, greeted her, and said their goodbyes before leaving.

"Brother, is the work at the power plant tiring?" Xia Xiao asked. She hadn’t had a chance to speak with Xia Chunrong properly during the days she was back. Now on the way to the train station, the siblings could finally talk.

"Yes, it’s tiring," Xia Chunrong said. "All work has its difficulties, but being tired is good in a way; it feels more solid that way."

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