Chapter 101: Resolving Matters

Old Gu had no way to stop Mrs. Yang; he wished he could bang his head against the ground in frustration. Meanwhile, Gu Dacai, restrained by Gu Xiaoyao, could only curse relentlessly.

But the more fiercely he cursed, the faster Mrs. Yang walked away.

She had already made up her mind that once her eldest son and daughter-in-law divorced, she and her husband would move out. After all, they were still healthy and capable of taking care of themselves.

If illness came, wouldn’t the youngest son still care?

“Father, hurry and stop Mother! Don’t you want grandchildren? Do you want our line to die out?” Gu Dacai shouted with a heart-wrenching cry, urging Old Gu to intercept Mrs. Yang before she went to see the village chief.

The villagers watching couldn’t help but murmur among themselves, wondering if he was more afraid of losing his daughter-in-law or losing the money she might bring.

It didn’t take long for Mrs. Yang and the village chief to arrive. The chief himself was somewhat surprised that Gu Dacai would agree to a divorce.

“Mrs. Dacai, are you really sure about this divorce? Don’t come back here causing trouble after the agreement is signed,” the village chief warned.

Hearing the chief’s cautious tone, Mrs. Yang sighed helplessly—everyone knew her eldest son was a scoundrel.

“What are you afraid of? If he shows up at your house causing trouble, just have your son throw him out,” she replied firmly.

“This divorce is serious. It must be settled tonight,” she added with resolve.

Seeing her determination, the village chief said no more and they all quietly walked back to the small courtyard.

When Gu Dacai and Old Gu saw the village chief arrive, holding paper and pen, Gu Dacai shouted, “Village chief, I won’t divorce! If you dare write that divorce agreement, I’ll come to your door every day to make a scene.”

Though worried when talking to Mrs. Yang, the village chief shot Gu Dacai a glare upon hearing this.

“What nonsense are you spouting? If you come to my house to cause trouble, believe me, I’ll throw you out. If you don’t want to live in this village, just say so and I’ll find you another place,” the chief said firmly.

Though afraid Gu Dacai might cause trouble, the chief knew he had to be tough in front of the crowd.

“Xiaoyao, hasn’t your mother come? Both parties should be present for this,” the chief asked.

“She was beaten by him and can’t come. Village chief, you write the divorce agreement, and I’ll take it home for my mother to stamp tomorrow before bringing it back,” Gu Xiaoyao replied, urging him to hurry and not waste time.

Hearing this, the village chief stopped questioning and glared at Gu Dacai, thinking he was mad.

“All right, I’ll write the divorce agreement now,” the chief said, sitting down with a stool and table, spreading out the paper and picking up the pen.

The divorce agreement was soon finished. Gu Xiaoyao stared at the words, finally feeling some relief.

“Done. Now, stamp your fingerprint,” he said, taking the agreement from the village chief and moving beside Gu Dacai, gripping his index finger.

“No, no! I won’t sign or stamp! You ungrateful wretch, may heaven strike you down for treating your own father like this! You deserve a terrible fate!” Gu Dacai struggled to pull back his finger, but against Gu Xiaoyao’s hold, his strength was too weak to break free.