Si Xiaohui pinched her nose, her face full of disgust as if she had encountered something revolting. "What is that smell on you, it’s nauseating! Get away from me right now, you make me want to vomit. Have you been sleeping next to trash bins recently?"
"Xiaohui, is that Xiaohui back?" Hearing the noise outside, Xu Jiazheng walked out of Si Xiaohui’s room.
"Xu brother, please help me get rid of this lunatic. He stinks so bad. I can’t bear it." As soon as Si Xiaohui saw Xu Jiazheng come out, she immediately hid behind him, her eyes filled with disgust for Song Yu, all former affection gone.
"Xiaohui, who is he, and why did he come out of your room?" Song Yu was embarrassed to the point of blushing, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.
When he saw Xu Jiazheng coming out of Si Xiaohui’s room, his anger flared up, and he felt like a cuckold.
No wonder Si Xiaohui hated him so much and didn’t allow him to enter the house. It turned out that she was hiding a man at home.
"It’s none of your business who he is, who he is to you anyway! Now get away from me! I want to throw up even at the sight of you. I must have been blind to have chosen you in the first place. You should be grateful for the inheritance of years you took for granted! Stop being insatiable, our marriage is over."
Si Xiaohui poked her head out from behind Xu Jiazheng, and launched into a tirade against Song Yu. Now, the sight of Song Yu was annoying to her, and if her uncle-in-law had not been too busy recently, she would have already returned to handle the divorce procedures.
With his connections, she could certainly marry a local from Kyoto. Although she wasn’t as beautiful as Tong Yao, she looked decent enough. She deserved someone mature like Xu Jiazheng.
"You, you shameless woman! You’ve brought a man into our home even before we’re divorced! Si Xiaohui, I never knew you were this fickle! I’m going to kill both you and your lover!"
Song Yu was livid, his eyes flashing with wickedness. He picked up a brick from the wall, brandishing it at Xu Jiazheng as if to fight him, alarming Si Xiaohui who ran back into her room with a scream.
Once Xu Jiazheng clarified his identity, he had no intention to stir up troubles. He quickly explained, "Brother, calm down, I’m just renting here. I was in the room watching TV just now. I have nothing to do with your wife. Whatever problems you two have, you should solve them on your own. Don’t drag me into this."
After saying this, Xu Jiazheng quickly ran back into his room, shutting the door behind him. He wasn’t particularly concerned about what was going on outside. His room didn’t have a TV, but Si Xiaohui’s did. He occasionally watched TV there when he had nothing to do, but nothing more happened between them.
Even though he did have some thoughts about Si Xiaohui, they were merely the thoughts that any man would have about a woman. It had nothing to do with liking her; he simply craved some flirtatious banter.
Nothing more developed, and he did not intend to risk his life for her.
Once he realised that Xu Jiazheng really was just a tenant, Song Yu’s face lightened up somewhat. He realised that he was overreacting just now. The sight of another man coming out of Si Xiaohui’s room had muddled his mind wıth rage, alarming Si Xiaohui.
Just as he was about to drop the brick and go apologize to Si Xiaohui, Si Weimin’s voice suddenly came from behind, "Song Yu, what are you doing?"
Startled, Song Yu quickly threw away the brick and nervously explained, "Uncle, it’s not what you think. There was a slight misunderstanding just now, I ..."
"Uncle, Song Yu has gone mad, he wanted to kill me. Please get him out of here, I don’t want to see him, I want to divorce him immediately."
Seeing that Si Weimin had returned, Si Xiaohui quickly flung the door open and dashed out, pulling on Si Weimin while sobbing hysterically. She insisted on getting a divorce from Song Yu there and then, leaving Song Yu at a loss of what to do.
"Uncle, it was a misunderstanding, I didn’t want to hit Xiaohui, I ..."
Si Weimin had a grim look on his face. Looking at Song Yu, he said coldly, "What a spectacle you’re making at the gate. Come in first."
"Uncle, why do you let him come in! Isn’t it enough just to drive him away? He’s like a madman, what if he hurts me again?"
Si Xiaohui was stomping her feet in anger, while Song Yu heaved a sigh of relief. He thought Si Weimin was to mediate between him and Si Xiaohui, and happily followed Si Weimin into the yard.
"Xiaohui, you go to sleep first. I need to have a talk with Song Yu." Once inside, Si Weimin sent Si Xiaohui away and then looked at Song Yu with a frown. His scrutiny made Song Yu feel insecure.
Taking the initiative to admit his mistakes, he said, "Uncle, I wasn’t sensible before and didn’t act responsibly. I kept relying on you and Xiaohui for a living. But I’ve come to my senses now. I’m a man, and I have to take up family responsibilities and provide Xiaohui with a happy home. I’ve found a job and I’m working hard to earn money."
"What job?" Si Weimin asked.
Seeing that Uncle seemed interested in his job, Song Yu thought there was hope. He quickly replied, "I’m doing renovations for someone else. I earn forty-five yuan a month. Once I learn the skills, my salary will rise. When I master the craft, I can even work independently. Uncle, renovation work is very lucrative."
Si Weimin kept his poker face for a moment as if pondering something, and after a while, said, "If you really want to learn about renovations, I can recommend a place for you to learn. You just focus on doing your job well there. Once you’ve mastered it, I’ll help you open a store. As for Xiaohui, don’t worry, I’ll talk to her."
"Uncle, are you really going to help me?" Song Yu was so excited that he stuttered. If uncle was willing to help, things with Xiaohui would be much simpler.
Si Weimin gave him a displeased look. "Wait outside for now. I’m going to make a call and have someone pick you up."
"I need to go over tonight?" Song Yu felt hesitant, "Isn’t it a bit rushed?"
"They happen to be short of people," Si Weimin said.
Song Yu hesitated, stuttering, "But..my clothes are borrowed. I need to return them." When he had quarreled with Si Xiaohui, she had thrown him out and trashed his things in an attempt to force him to return to Li City. He didn’t even have an extra set of clothes.
The foreman lent him clothes due to his pathetic state. He couldn’t just leave without telling the foreman and returning his clothes, now that he was quitting.
If the foreman hadn’t helped him out during this time, he probably would have given up and gone back to Li City.
Then he wouldn’t have had the chance to show his uncle-in-law how much he’d changed. Now that the situation was looking up, he had to at least tell the foreman his plans and not just leave without a word.
"I’ll deal with these matters for you. You don’t need to worry about anything; just focus on working. You’re a grown man, don’t fuss about minor things. Wait outside in the yard. I’ll make a call," Si Weimin said. He didn’t give Song Yu a chance to refuse and kicked him out with an unhappy expression on his face.
After a while, Si Weimin came out of the house, called Song Yu, and went out with him. Song Yu took one last look at Si Xiaohui’s room. He wanted to go in and say goodbye, but Si Weimin didn’t give him that opportunity.