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Chapter 8 Cutting 3
"For the sake of this senior, I'll contribute this 50,000, consider it a small donation!" Chu Shanyun said to the old manager.
"The agreement says I'm not afraid of the enforcement department..." Chen Jinghai muttered to himself, but given his many offenses, he absolutely dared not go to Huaguo Mountain. Seeing the old manager glaring at him, he said aggrievedly, "Fine, fifty thousand it is!"
"You're complaining about getting 50,000 for nothing!" Chu Shanyun kicked him, then walked to Chu Huihui's side and whispered, "We'll use this to cover the costs in Ling Shi Village first, and for the next five years, Manman will water the village for free—with priority."
You're the only one who charges for watering your own village!
Chu Huihui glared at Chu Shanyun, not wanting to argue with her in front of outsiders, but still nodded in agreement, opened her Qiankun bag and took out a few spirit tickets, which Chen Jinghai then came to collect.
Chu Shanyun slapped his hand away and said to the old steward, "Since things have come to this, I want a divorce agreement. From now on, I will have nothing to do with this person anymore, so that he won't bother me again."
"That's only right." The old steward nodded, then turned to Chen Jinghai and said, "A divorce, are you willing?"
"Who the hell wants to be with her!" Chen Jinghai stared at the 50,000 spirit tickets, already thinking about how to use them, no longer caring about divorce.
With the matter resolved, everyone felt relieved.
The old steward took out a pen and ink from his storage bag, spread out paper under the ginkgo tree, and wrote down his own words. Chu Shanyun watched from the side and also mentioned Cai Fei's request.
Before long, the document was completed, and the cultivator's spell was copied into three copies. The old steward read it aloud:
"Divorce Agreement"
All couples who become husband and wife are bound by a karmic connection from three lifetimes ago, thus becoming husband and wife in this life. If the karmic connection is not harmonious, it is likely that they were enemies in a past life, harboring resentment and thus coming together to face each other. They are like cats and mice that hate each other, or wolves and sheep that live together.
Since our hearts are not aligned and it is difficult for us to be of one mind, we have gathered our relatives to seek a separation. All the things we owned after the marriage have been returned to their respective owners. However, our son, Cai Fei, does not wish to return to our family's ancestral home and has no connection with the Chu or Chen families.
Let us resolve our grievances and release our hatred. Let us part ways amicably and each find our own happiness.
Fearing there might be no proof later, I voluntarily enter into this agreement as a record.
After reading them aloud, the old steward spread all three documents on the table. The relevant people had no objections and stepped forward to write their names.
The signatories are Chen Jinghai and Chu Shanyun, and the witnesses are Zhang Jingzhai, Chu Huihui, Chen Jinglong, and Xu Pingan.
Except for the addition of a witness, it is exactly the same as the previous agreement.
The contract specified Xiao Caifei's ownership, and everyone assumed that Chu Shanyun wanted to get rid of the burden completely. Since Xiao Caifei was a fool, no one cared. Only Xu Ping'an was quite surprised, but since this was a good thing for Wujialing, he naturally wouldn't say anything.
Chu Huihui then put away a document, handed the spirit ticket to the old steward, who then passed it on to Chen Jinghai. The group then tore up the three agreements from two years ago, rendering them invalid. The matter was finally settled.
Chen Jinghai gave Xu Pingan a slight bow as a farewell. As soon as he turned around, Li Er, who had been watching from the sidelines, grabbed Chen Jinghai's hand and forced him to hand over 36,000 spirit stones, claiming it was the principal and interest of the animal skin shop owner.
"These are all in whole denominations. I'll go exchange them and then give them to you." Chen Jinghai took out three spirit notes worth ten thousand each, but refused to give him the remaining six thousand.
"You think you'll have anything left after you get into the market?" Li Er sneered. "You might as well give me 40,000, and you can get 4000 back from the boss tomorrow!"
That's really true!
A single sentence reminded Chen Jinghai that there were many onlookers watching him come to collect his money today, and it was impossible to keep it a secret. The person who lent him over 100,000 yuan was a Foundation Establishment Realm expert with a group of ruthless debt collectors under his command. Once the news of his wealth spread, how could he possibly stay?
Having understood this, Chen Jinghai immediately handed over another spirit ticket: "How about we write an IOU for the remaining 4000? That way I can collect it anytime."
"I'll lend you my ass!" Li Er put away the four spirit notes, took out an IOU, and threw it at Chen Jinghai's face. "You think you're someone else? Writing an IOU for such a small amount? You'll be broke!"
As they were talking, the old steward had already boarded his flying sword and left first. The other three rode their spirit bamboo paper kites and were about to set off when they saw Chu Shanyun also riding her spirit bamboo paper kite and following leisurely.
"Jinghai, if everyone in this world slanders you, deceives you, insults you, laughs at you, belittles you, despises you, hates you, and cheats you, how should you deal with it?"
Chu Shanyun flew to Chen Jinghai's side, her previous fiery demeanor completely changed. She gazed at him with deep affection, beginning to portray a gentle, considerate, and devoted woman.
Chen Jinghai's hair stood on end, and he cursed, "You're insane!"
"You can only come back to me," Chu Shanyun said to herself, "because only I can tolerate you, forgive you, let you have your way, avoid you, be patient with you, respect you, and love you."
When Chu Shanyun finally uttered the words "I love you," her voice was as mournful as a cuckoo's cry of blood, filled with boundless affection. However, those around her had all witnessed her earlier tantrum, and the contrast between her outward behavior and her later actions was utterly horrifying.
Chen Jinghai was alright; he had known this lady for several years and knew her style to some extent. But Li Er and Chen Jinglong, standing to the side, couldn't handle it at all.
With two "plop" sounds, the two grown men fell off the bamboo kite and landed face-first in the mud.
"You're insane!" Chen Jinghai uttered these three words again, then rode his spirit bamboo kite and fled in panic.
"Remember, I'll support you if you run out of money!"
Chu Shanyun shouted loudly at Chen Jinghai, but she didn't chase after him. She just watched him fly away in a daze before turning around and flying towards a distant mountain peak to call for her wild beast.
As for her son who had been sitting on the ground playing with fallen leaves, Chu Shanyun used him and then pretended he didn't exist. Watching her own mother fly away on a paper kite, Cai Fei felt a deep sense of melancholy.
After watching this absurd play, he couldn't help but want to laugh, but for some reason, he was controlled by a feeling of loss and sadness, and he couldn't laugh at all.
This feeling is called "the unwanted child"!
The soul of the baby in the "shared home".
"I suspect I was a scholar in my past life," Cai Fei said to Li Zhu in his mind.
"What's wrong?"
"Because I'm reminded of a line of poetry—'This love should last forever, but if you have no heart for me, then I will give up.'"
"A love poem? For these parents?"
"No, it's for this child," Cai Fei said coldly. "Relatives should stay together forever, but since these two are so heartless, they can't blame me for disowning them."
"The fifth day of the fifth lunar month is a day of misfortune for your father and mother. You would avoid this couple like the plague, and there's no point in acknowledging them," Li Zhu sighed.
Ok?
"Killing one's father and mother?" Cai Fei knew his birthday was unlucky, but this was the first time he'd heard these four words, so he asked curiously, "Where did this superstition come from?"
"On the fifth day of the fifth month, the father will be killed, the mother will be harmed, and the family will be ruined and the clan exterminated." Li Zhu read the whole sentence aloud, and then revealed a long-standing secret: "This saying has a long history, but it is not superstition. It is actually a lie deliberately spread by someone. This matter is of great importance, but now is not the time to tell you the details."
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Cai Fei's curiosity was piqued, and he pressed her for details about who was spreading the rumors and why she couldn't elaborate.
Li Zhu refused to say anything more, leaving Cai Fei with a big question mark.