AWB Chapter 344 Military Wives in Historical Fiction 8
Chapter 344 Military Wives in Historical Fiction 8
Having been humiliated by Qingmo, Sun Jianmin was naturally not going to let it go. He wanted to ask the brigade leader to witness it and issue a certificate to get the divorce off.
However, he also discovered that Yan Nier was no longer the same person she used to be, and was no longer under his control. If things got out of hand, she might really cause trouble at the military base.
He can stay at home for three days in total, and after that he has to go back to his unit. During these three days, he has been recuperating from his injury and trying to figure out what to do.
After much thought, it was Sun's mother who came up with a wicked plan.
“Son, your wife is not listening to you now. Let’s go all out and find a way to get rid of her. I will find you another sensible one.”
Sun Jianmin shook his head: "Mom, the problem is that she doesn't want to divorce me now. If it gets out of hand, it will affect me. You don't know, I... I'm already married in the army, and you're going to have a grandson."
"What? Such a big thing, how could you keep it from even your mother?"
"Very well, very well, my son is truly remarkable. Our Sun family line will surely flourish."
Upon hearing that her son had found a new partner, Sun's mother was overjoyed, especially since the other party was a member of the military, which meant he was definitely educated and a good match for her son.
"Mother, do you have any ideas on how to get rid of Yan Nier? If people find out that I married two women at the same time, it might affect my career."
When Sun's mother heard that it would affect her son, she also seriously considered it.
After a long silence, she leaned close to Sun Jianmin's ear and whispered, "Like this... like this..."
"When her reputation is ruined, she won't be able to face anyone, and she'll have no choice but to divorce you."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jianmin revealed a sinister smile and nodded repeatedly.
The next day, Sun's mother secretly went to find Wang Erlaizi in the village and promised to give him twenty yuan. She gave him ten yuan as a deposit and said she would give him the remaining ten yuan after the matter was settled.
Wang Erlaizi took the money and a lewd smile appeared on his face.
He was extremely happy about this opportunity to get money and benefit from it; he might even get a wife for free.
"Don't worry, Auntie, leave this to me. I guarantee your daughter-in-law will be in heaven, hehe."
Wang Erlaizi is almost forty years old. He is not only short and ugly, but also poor and lazy. At such an old age, he has not been able to find a wife. You can imagine how unsightly he is.
Even Sun's mother felt disgusted by his expression, but for the sake of her plan, she forced a smile at him.
That smile, well, you know what, made Wang Erlaizi's heart flutter.
Although Sun's mother is over fifty years old, she is different from the shrewish women in the village.
She was a scheming woman when she was young, and now she pretends to be weak and helpless, letting her daughter-in-law do everything. Sun Jianmin's ex-wife was worked to death.
Sun's mother had never done any heavy work, let alone worked in the fields, and always claimed to be frail and sickly.
She looks much younger than other women her age, and can be described as still retaining her charm.
Wang Erlaizi has never had a proper wife in all these years, and he loves to sneak into widows' beds. However, he is poor and ugly, so even the widows look down on him.
Now, upon first glance at Sun's mother, he surprisingly found her to be quite attractive, which stirred his heart.
Sure enough, after being single for so long, even old ladies seem pretty to him now.
Sun's mother felt uneasy under Wang Erlaizi's gaze. After explaining what happened next, she hurriedly ran away.
Wang Erlaizi didn't press the matter further. After all, he had a young wife, and he wasn't so foolish as to want to sleep with an old woman.
Qingmo still slept at Sun's house that night. Although they had broken up, they were not divorced after all, and she still had to be the head of the household.
However, Sun Jianmin was forced to sleep in his son's room; there was no way he could sleep in her room.
At dinner, Sun's mother specially steamed a bowl of egg custard for Qingmo. No one else got any, and no one said a word.
Everything was quiet, just as if none of the previous unpleasantness had occurred.
Qingmo raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Under her mother's expectant gaze, she finished a bowl of steamed egg custard.
That night, Wang Erlaizi sneaked into the Sun family's house under the cover of darkness.
Sun's mother and Sun Jianmin were not asleep. Even though they heard the noise, they pretended not to hear it.
Soon, amidst Sun Jianmin's unease and tension, he heard a different voice.
"what…"
Upon hearing this, Sun Jianmin smiled triumphantly in the darkness and drifted off to sleep with a clear conscience.
The next morning, Sun Jianmin was awakened by the noise in the courtyard. He got up as if nothing had happened and saw that the courtyard was full of people.
Looking puzzled, she asked, "Auntie, what's going on? Why are you all gathered here?"
The aunt he was questioning was listening to the commotion inside the house. She was a little annoyed to be disturbed, but when she saw his face, she felt a little embarrassed.
"Hehe, no...it's nothing..."
Sun Jianmin pretended to be puzzled and walked into the house, until he heard the indescribable sounds, at which point his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He was about to rush into Qingmo's room, but before he could move, Qingmo came out of the room, and the moaning did not stop.
Sun Jianmin's face immediately turned pale.
"You...why are you here?"
Qingmo blinked. "Honey, if I'm not here, then where should I be?"
The expressions on the faces of the onlookers became even more interesting.
Jianmin's wife is here, but who's inside? His mother?
Hehehe! Congratulations everyone, you got it right.
It must be said that Sun's mother has good stamina; she could still persevere even though it was already dawn.
Women in their fifties are indeed like wolves and tigers.