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Let's catch her in the act together. When the time comes, don't hold back—just cry. Not only should you cry for yourself, but you should also bring the three girls along to cry with you. By then, their factory leaders will surely be there too. Just cry about how unfortunate your life is, and don’t say anything else. Do you remember? Don’t get emotional with us. Zhou Xiaoying's father instructed her earnestly.
"Father, I remember," Zhou Xiaoying replied, knowing that her father would never harm her. Moreover, the reason she could marry Ma Lianfa, a man with a proper job, was largely thanks to her father.
The next day, Zhou Xiaoying took a day off specifically for this plan. Throughout the day, she was distracted and did not engage with anyone except for her three close friends. After what felt like an eternity, when the time was right, she took her friends to wait at the alley for her family to arrive while keeping an eye out for Ma Lianfa to see if he would go looking for the widow.
As luck would have it, just as Zhou Xiaoying's family arrived, they spotted Ma Lianfa sneaking into the widow's yard from the other end of the alley.
"Father! Brother! Look!" Zhou Xiaoying pointed at Ma Lianfa.
"Let’s wait a bit longer. Xiaoying, have you thought this through? Once we go in there, there's no turning back," her father warned.
"Yes, I've thought it through. Since Ma Lianfa doesn’t care about me anymore, I won’t feel guilty about my actions."
Right now, that old witch from the Ma family is at home with her grandson. They want me to adopt Ma Lianfa's brother's son, but I refuse. She has been making a scene at home ever since. I’ve had enough of this life; I used to think that not having a son meant I couldn’t hold my head up high and lacked confidence in speaking. But now I’ve come to terms with it—I have my own resources and I don’t want anything else; I just want to raise these three girls well. After coming to this realization, Zhou Xiaoying’s sharpness faded away and was replaced by a refreshing clarity.
"Since you've made up your mind, let’s go," Zhou Xiaoying’s father said.
Meanwhile, at Ma Lianfa's place, he and the widow were getting more comfortable as they removed their clothes.
"When are you going to get a divorce? I don’t care; if you don’t divorce soon, I’ll go tell your boss," the widow said while allowing Ma Lianfa to continue his advances.
"Don’t worry; I’ll be divorced soon enough. I still need to have a son," Ma Lianfa panted.
"You better hurry; otherwise your son won't wait for you."
"Trust me."
The two were caught up in their passionate moment inside while completely oblivious to the commotion happening outside.
At that moment, Zhou Xiaoying arrived at the little widow's door with her family. They happened to overhear the conversation between the two.
Zhou Xiaoying's older brother had a fiery temper; he kicked the door open. As soon as Zhou Xiaoying led her family into the yard, everyone inside noticed them. With the New Year approaching, whether working or not, the women were busy cleaning and tidying up their homes.
Suddenly, a large group of people barged in, causing everyone to put down their tasks. One of the men stepped forward and asked, "What are you all doing? If you're here to cause trouble, you'd better think twice. The people in our yard are not to be trifled with."
Zhou Xiaoying's mother quickly explained to everyone, "Please don't misunderstand; we're not here to cause trouble. This is my daughter, who lives just down the alley. To be honest, we came to catch someone in the act. Someone told me that my daughter's husband, Ma Lianfa, has been fooling around with the little widow here. My daughter is quite hopeless; all she does is cry when she comes home. That's why we came over to help her."
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