No, Yan Gang really made the decision the moment he entered the door, but his decision was not impulsive, "Have you not lived enough of such a life? Get a divorce."

Li Xiaoling naturally had enough of her current life, "Are you sure? Don't regret it."

"I'm sure, I don't regret it." Yan Gang said lightly.

"Li, you must live, and you will live tomorrow." Li Xiaoling suddenly started roaring, and then she thought it would be better to live. The money she earns in the future will be her own. No one can get a penny from her, but the money she earns now is "how to share the money."

Yan Gang sneered. When talking about divorce, the first thing he mentioned was not the ownership of the child but the ownership of the money. "I don't want money, but this house is distributed to me by the unit. Besides, if I don't live, you won't get it. The unit will take it back. You can move it back directly to live with your parents. Your business belongs to you, and I don't want a penny."

Li Xiaoling had no objection. For her, Yan Gang's current salary could not make much money, and the house was originally from the unit and did not belong to Yan Gang alone. She had no need to ask for this house. After the money was divided, she realized that she had two daughters, "Where is the daughter."

"Which one, you have three daughters, one is missing, and two are at home, which one are you talking about?"

"Yan Gang, don't be sarcastic when you speak. It's not my reason for Xiuxiu's disappearance. I didn't put any money on her. She had grown legs and wanted to run away by herself. What can I do?"

"Yes, it's not your business. Have you ever cared about Xiuxiu since I entered the door? Forget it, I can't tell you that it's all. Which one do you want for two daughters?"

According to Yan Gang's idea, there are only these two daughters, one of them is almost the same, but who knew that after a while, Li Xiaoling saw Yan Gang, she finally said, "I don't want either one, both daughters belong to you, why do you let me raise your children?"

Li Xiaoling's words made Yan Gang angry: "Didn't our child give birth to you? Forget it, I don't want to say it anymore. What you mean is that the person surnamed Yan belongs to me, and the person surnamed Li belongs to you, that is to say, Xiuxiu belongs to you?"

Li Xiaoling hesitated for a while and agreed, "Yes, Xiuxiu belongs to me."

Li Xiaoling's hesitation just now was actually because she didn't want Li Xiuxiu either. She now thinks that the child is completely a burden to her money, especially Li Xiuxiu, but she also knows that Li Xiuxiu's surname is Li, and her mother won it, and she doesn't want this child either. Her mother might really tear her.

Another Xiuxiu is gone, and it may not be certain whether she will come back or not. Even if she comes back after a while, she will be no longer young and will be better off when she gets married. In this way, no one can stop her from making money.

Li Xiaoling's enjoyment was very beautiful. In order to prevent anyone from remorse, Li Xiaoling stayed at this home that night.

The next morning, neither of them notified them and directly asked the unit to issue a certificate, and then went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures.

When Li's mother received the news, everything had settled.

Li’s mother was so regretful, “You have been ruined by you forcibly, and you are happy.”

"What good day, that is, you think it's a good day. Now that I'm divorced, my good day has just begun."

Yan Gang has a lot of things here, but she doesn't care. She simply packed up some clothes and planned to leave. Before going out, Li Xiaoling looked at the two children huddled in the corner. At this time, the two children were very calm about the mother's departure, and there was no trace of reluctance. Li Xiaoling was angry and glared at the two little ones fiercely, cursed "Little Eyed Wolf." Then she left here.

The back is determined and there is no nostalgia.

For the second old Yan Xiumei, she still knew the meaning of divorce. She hugged her sister Yan Xiuxia and looked at Li Xiaoling's back as she left until there was no trace. She asked Yan Gang: "Dad, will your mother not come back?"

"Yes, mom won't come back."

"Then are my sister and I following my father?" Yan Xiumei looked at Yan Gang with anticipation.

"Yes." Yan Gang was not sure about Yan Xiumei's thoughts: "Are you willing to follow your father? Dad is not good at taking care of you, you may have a lot of hard work."

Yan Xiumei showed a sweet smile, "We are not afraid of hard work. Anyway, my mother didn't take care of us when she was at home."

Yes, Li Xiaoling didn't take care of them when she was at home, and sometimes even Yan Xiumei was lazy and came by herself.

Yan Gang searched out the money in his purse and handed it to Yan Xiumei: "If you eat, go to the cafeteria or buy groceries by yourself. I know you will. In the future, if your father is not here, you will take care of your sister."

"Well, I will take good care of my sister."

Li Xiaoling's departure did not make Yan Gang's place messy, but instead had a peaceful life that he had not had for a long time.

Li Xiaoling did not stop. Li's mother could tolerate this unfilial daughter, but Li's father couldn't bear it. Li Xiaoling was driven out by Li's father before she even returned home.

Li Xiaoling had money on hand, so she turned around and left when she turned around for Li’s father’s scolding.

She first stayed in the hotel, then found a house near high school and bought it on the spot. After checking in, she went back to Yan Gang's place and dragged all the things set up in the stall and never went back.

Li Xiaoling was immersed in the joy of making money and felt that this day was no different. Instead, because she was the only one, she was more comfortable and happier.

It is indeed very happy to make money by setting up a stall, and so is Yan Sihong.

The pancake stall prepared for her that Yan Sirui was more useful than the one in Hanshi. Not only that, the business was much better than that there. As expected, the number of big cities is more common.

Yan Sihong and his wife are full of energy every day, and life is like this. Everything seems to be beautiful.

The same is true for Yan Sirui. The last movie was not finished, and it was put on hold as she thought. However, what's even more sad is that the second crew written by screenwriter Zhou Mengting was also passed away. The studio has produced three movies this year. To be honest, it is almost impossible to join the crew again this year.

But everyone was not discouraged. After all, nowadays, jobs are all hard jobs. If you don’t shoot movies, you just don’t have a commission. The monthly salary can still be paid on time, so you won’t lose your job just because you don’t have a movie. As long as you can’t starve to death, no one will complain.

She has no project at hand and has not finished filming the movie. She is not a formal director, but the title of Director Yan has been called out, and everyone didn't want to change it for a while. If you don't have a director today, you will never want to direct tomorrow. There will always be opportunities here, and it will be a problem for a while, so whenever you see her, Director Yan, Director Yan, greets you.
Chapter completed!