Chapter 37: Itâs Not Easy For My Mom
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The onlookers discussed animatedly. Yu Yong couldnât stand it anymore. âMom! Stop fooling around! Letâs go home first!â
Chen Lian rolled on the ground. âSon! Momâs heart aches for you! Youâre a good young man. How did you suddenly become a bachelor? It was this woman who didnât want to live and insisted on a divorce! Why did she have to take our familyâs money!â
âMom!â Seeing that he couldnât persuade Chen Lian, Yu Yong could only say to Song Yao, âYou pushed Mom. Apologize!â
She knew that this old witch loved to act! In the past, because of Chen Lianâs tantrum, she and Yu Yong had quarreled a lot! At that time, she had endured it for the sake of her child. Now that they were divorced, how could she tolerate this?
âApologize? Which eye of yours saw me push her? Did you see that?â Song Yao asked the passersby.
âI didnât see it! It was the old lady who fell down!â
Yu Yongâs expression turned even uglier. âEven if you didnât push her! My mother is already so old! Shouldnât you give in to her? You know, for meâ¦â
Song Yao immediately shouted, âStop! What do you mean by giving in to her! Itâs not easy for your mother to raise you. What does it have to do with me?â
Yu Yong paused for a moment, but he realized that Song Yao was looking at him without a trace of warmth, as if she was looking at an unimportant stranger.
Song Yao continued, âIâve wanted to tell you this for a long time! Itâs not easy for your mother to raise you, so you should be filial. Why do you always drag me along? You make it sound like Iâm the cause of your motherâs difficulties! Over the years, your mother has made things difficult for me many times. I think you can tell! She just turned a blind eye!â
âWell said, comrade! What does it have to do with us if itâs not easy for his mother? Itâs not easy for my mother!â A woman passing by handed Song Yao a tissue and patted her shoulder. âYouâre right to get a divorce! We canât take such a calculative man! And his mother is just like my ex-husbandâs mother!â
âItâs good that you got a divorce, female comrade! Itâs not like we canât find a good man!â
More and more women stood up for Song Yao. Yu Yongâs expression was extremely ugly. All along, he had thought that he was a good man. Even if there were times when he was not considerate, it was only occasionally. He had never thought that one day, he would be pointed at his nose and scolded so many ugly wordsâ¦
Song Yao threw the account book at Yu Yongâs face right on the heels of that. âDidnât you say that I spent your Yu familyâs money? Today, Iâll let you see how much you spent on me out of the 35 yuan you sent me!â
Yu Yong bent down and picked up the account book. On it were the uses of every cent he sent to Song Yao. Most of them were daily necessities, food and clothes that he sent to the army, New Yearâs money for his nephew, brother and sister-in-lawâs clothes, and⦠Chen Lian would ask her for ten yuan every month to play mahjongâ¦
Looking at the densely packed records, Yu Yong felt indescribably uncomfortable. It seemed that ever since Song Yao married him, she had never filled in a new set of clothes. He remembered that in the past, he would receive canned food and beef from Song Yao every month in the army, as well as sweaters and gloves for him. He used to give sweaters to his comrades because he despised the sweater that Song Yao knittedâ¦
âIâm sorryâ¦â Yu Yong took a few steps back. âI⦠You can take my money. Take it as my compensation for all these years.â
âThereâs no need.â Song Yaoâs face was cold. âIn the future, send ten yuan to Baby Xuan every month for child support. After all, youâre the childâs biological father! Of course, itâs fine if you donât want to give it to me. Anyway, Iâm going back to earn my own money now. I donât care about your ten yuan!â
âI⦠I didnât mean that!â After Yu Yong finished speaking, he hurriedly took out two notes from his pocket. âThese⦠are for you!â
Song Yao took out a note. âThis is Baby Xuanâs child support fee. Take the rest back!â
Yu Yong frowned. He felt that he had let Song Yao down all these years.
âIf you need any help in the future, you can call me! After all, Iâm the childâs biological father!â
Song Yao didnât look at him again, nor did she care about Chen Lian, who was throwing a tantrum. She rode her bicycle and left without looking back.
When Song Yao rushed home, Song Xiao had already caught a few eels. Seeing that Song Yao still had a straight face, Gu Li went forward and asked, âHow is it? Did Yu Yong agree to the divorce?â
Song Yao took out the divorce certificate from her pocket. âMom, Yu Yong will send Baby Xuan ten yuan of child support every month in the future.â