Chapter 205: 089: Who’s to bla if one’s own son is not promising? Break the siege_5
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Ni Yang quickly perford first aid on the man she had brought ashore; though he was tily saved from the brink of death, he was unconscious.
Ni Yang parked the car by the roadside, hoisted the man onto her back, and started heading ho.
Upon seeing her return with a carried load, Ni Cuihua exclaid with surprise, “Yangyang, what happened?”
Ni Yang briefly explained the situation.
Ni Cuihua, a sympathetic person herself, imdiately said, “Take him to the room quick, then go shower with warm water; I will go bring the car back.”
Just then, Ni Chengui walked in from outside, and after hearing the situation, volunteered, “Sister Yang, I’ll go bring the car back. You stay ho and assist Yangyang.”
“Thankyou, Sister Chenggui!”
Ni Yang hadn’t felt cold while rescuing the person earlier, but now upon making it at ho, the bone-chilling cold was seeping in.
Ni Yang took a hot bath, and Ni Cuihua ward up a bucket of water to wash the unconscious woman on the bed. She then fetched a set of her clothes for the woman to change into.
The woman wasn’t very attractive. Her hands were fair, but her face was dotted relentlessly with pimples, which made her hard to look at.
Oh, she must be truly pitiful to attempt a suicide.
Ni Cuihua sighed continuously.
After her bath, Ni Yang checked on the woman, and confirming she was in a stable state, she went to cook.
To be prepared in case the woman woke up during the night, she made an extra bowl of red date and ginger porridge to drive away the cold.
Sure enough, the woman stirred from her unconscious state as the three wrapped up their dinner.
Ni Cuihua asked with concern, “Sister, what made you so distressed that you attempted suicide? Life gives you only one chance, once lost, there’s no second chance.”
Ni Chengui added, “Hanging onto life is always better than dying. Share your troubles with us. We might not be capable of much, but as the saying goes, ‘three cobblers are better than a Zhuge Liang.’ Maybe we could be of so help.”
The woman hung her head, her face filled with sorrow, and didn’t know how to begin.
Much later, she finally croaked out in a low voice, “Thank you for saving , but… but I really don’t want to live anymore.”
Her husband’s betrayal.
Her ruined appearance.
This life already seed pointless.
By the end of her talk, she was drowned in tears, her throat choked as she recounted her story, “My na is Lin Pingping, I am 30 years old, a local of Beijing…”
Lin Pingping poured her heart out, leaving no detail of her grievances unsaid.
In the past, out of fear of humiliation, she had never shared these with anyone.
Now she didn’t care about any of that.
She just wanted soone to confide in…
Listening to her, Ni Cuihua’s eyes got teary.
She seed to see her own reflection in Lin Pingping.
Ni Chengui was also wiping her tears sympathetically and cursing the Hong Family.
Ni Yang slightly furrowed her brows unnoticed.
Be it the present Lin Pingping or the past Ni Cuihua, they all were victims of the tis.
Ni Yang crouched down to Lin Pingping’s eye level. Her clear eyes were devoid of any disdain or revulsion. Her lush lips parted slowly and she began to speak, “Aunt Lin, you shouldn’t have tried to kill yourself. You should live on, go to the court for a divorce and claim what’s rightfully yours. His infidelity and his affair resulting in a pregnancy, that’s nothing but shaless sleaziness! He not only deserves jail ti but also to compensate for the waste of your ten years.”
“Trying to commit suicide at this point in ti is like abdicating to that other woman! It’s an extrely irrational move!”
Lin Pingping raised her head and upon seeing Ni Yang’s face, she was taken aback montarily.
Wasn’t this young girl, the one she had seen in the noodle restaurant in the morning?
After a while, she echoed, “”Divorce?””
In this era, divorced won were shad.
Furthermore, Lin Pingping’s old-fashioned upbringing made it challenging for her to envision living as a divorced woman, carrying the scorn associated with it.
“Yes,” Ni Yang affird, “Divorce!”
“But…but…”
Ni Yang carried on saying, “Aunt Lin, tis have changed. Divorced won are everywhere, and divorce is not shaful. Everyone has their monts of blindness!”
Hearing this, Ni Cuihua agreed fervently, “Sister, Yangyang is right. Divorce isn’t a disgrace. Look at , I’m living quite well now, right? My past was even worse than yours…”
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