Chapter 119: Li Daya’s Divorce Incident (Part 2)  

The commotion was loud and piercing, drawing the attention of the villagers. People rushed out to see what was happening, and the scene quickly descended into chaos.  

When the villagers realized that it was a case of adultery, their faces were filled with anger. Upon hearing the news, the village chief hurried over and ordered people to beat the drums, summoning everyone to the grain-drying field for a meeting.  

Li Daya stood among the crowd, watching as Chen Jianjun and the widow were tied up and forced to kneel on the ground. They were kicked, punched, spat on—covered in blood…  

Father Chen came over after hearing the commotion, expecting to enjoy the spectacle, but to his shock, the spectacle turned out to be his own son. When he rushed forward to shield Chen Jianjun, he was also dragged aside and beaten.  

The scene was both chaotic and terrifying.  

Li Daya trembled all over, then turned her head and vomited.  

The uproar in the Chen family continued until midnight. When Father Chen dragged his barely breathing son back home and called for Li Daya to help, only then did he realize that it was she who had exposed everything.  

At that moment, he no longer cared about saving face—he grabbed a knife and rushed over to kill her.  

The village where the Chen family lived was called Chenjia Village. From the name alone, it was clear that the Chen surname was dominant there.  

At that time, most people still held strong clan-based beliefs. Although they despised Chen Jianjun’s actions, that did not stop them from shifting their anger onto Li Daya.  

Thus, no one made any move to stop Father Chen.  

Just as the villagers were preparing to witness another dramatic scene, a loud rumbling sound echoed through the night.  

Two beams of dim yellow headlights cut through the darkness as a truck drove toward them, honking incessantly.  

While the villagers were still in shock, they saw a group of people wielding axes and large knives jumping out from the back of the truck.  

No one knew who shouted: “Bandits are coming!” but the cry instantly snapped the dazed villagers back to their senses, sending them scattering in all directions.  

Only Li Daya ran toward the truck, crying as she called out: “Father! Second Brother!”  

Li Chen had arrived with a truck full of villagers from Qingshui Village, bringing along Father Li and Mother Li to seek justice for Li Daya.  

Mother Chen, of course, refused to agree to the divorce, but with Mother Li present, whether she agreed or not no longer mattered—there was no choice but to go through with it!  

It was only then that the people of Chenjia Village learned the truth: for all these years, the one who had been infertile was not Li Daya but Chen Jianjun. Yet the Chen family had tormented Li Daya for nothing, even allowing him to have an affair with a widow.

The villagers gradually sided with Li Daya.  

Without the support of the crowd, Mother Chen stubbornly insisted that since Chen Jianjun was bedridden, the divorce could not proceed.  

By this point, Li Daya’s family had arrived with their truck, along with the villagers of Qingshui Village, each armed with an axe, making it clear that they would not leave without a resolution.  

The village chief of Chenjia Village had no choice but to step in. He wrote a certificate for Li Daya, stating that as long as she presented it at the commune, she could officially end her marriage with Chen Jianjun.  

Shen Yiyi did not come in person, but Mother Li followed her instructions and demanded compensation from the Chen family on behalf of Li Daya. Otherwise, they would take the matter to the Public Security Bureau!  

Mother Chen was terrified. In times like these, if a scandal involving illicit relationships got out of hand, not only would there be jail time, but public humiliation—being paraded through the streets—was inevitable.  

What happened that night, with the villagers gathering to beat them up, was already considered a light punishment.  

Gritting her teeth, she handed over fifty yuan as compensation to Li Daya.  

Li Daya took thirty yuan and distributed it among the Qingshui Village villagers who had stood up for her.  

By the time Li Chen arrived home, Shen Yiyi had already dozed off from exhaustion. When she learned that the matter had been resolved, she did not ask any further questions.  

The next day, Li Dabin borrowed a bicycle and took Li Daya to finalize the divorce. Just like that, her marriage came to an end.  

Of course, this incident caused quite a stir in Qingshui Village. The biggest shock was that Li Chen had actually managed to borrow a transport team’s truck to bring people over to demand justice!  

Such a grand display was unheard of!  

When the villagers later found out that those who had gone even received money, they were filled with regret, lamenting that they had missed the opportunity.  

In reality, most of those who went were members of the Li family clan. As part of the same clan, they naturally protected their own. Now that they had received money, they had even more reason to support Li Daya, exaggerating her suffering as much as possible.  

For a time, everyone sympathized deeply with Li Daya.

During this era, divorce was usually accompanied by endless gossip. However, surprisingly, no one spoke ill of Li Daya… or rather, no one wanted to ruin the moment when everyone sympathized with her.  

Because Li Daya rarely went out, people gradually stopped talking about the matter, and it eventually faded away.  

Father Li originally planned to build a house for Li Daya, but due to the freezing weather and icy ground, construction could not proceed. He decided to wait until it warmed up. In the meantime, he considered partitioning a small room in his and Mother Li’s house for her, but Shen Yiyi said there was no need.  

The textile factory was set to resume work on the 10th day of the first lunar month. On the 7th, Shen Yiyi went to see Qian Xiaoling. Since Yang Pengshan’s associates had not yet been completely removed, Shen Yiyi suggested letting Li Daya start as a temporary worker for now.  

Qian Xiaoling readily agreed.  

When Shen Yiyi returned home and told Li Daya, she was so touched that she nearly cried. She held Shen Yiyi’s hands tightly, repeatedly expressing her gratitude.  

On the 8th, Shen Yiyi took her to the city and, through Qian Xiaoling’s connections, helped her rent an 18-square-meter public housing unit for 1.8 yuan per month.  

Li Daya paid for it herself. After giving 30 yuan to the Qingshui Village villagers, she had 20 yuan left from what she took from the Chen family. Adding the 2 yuan she had saved, she had a total of 22 yuan.  

After paying the rent, she cleaned the entire place thoroughly. Then, she went out to buy a clay pot, toothpaste, toothbrush, washbasin, bowls, chopsticks, oil, salt, and other necessities. The 20 yuan was almost spent entirely.  

Additionally, with the approval of the eldest household, Father Li set aside some rice, flour, and coarse grains for her.  

He also gave her an old cotton quilt.  

One noteworthy event was that Jiang Ailing, upon learning that Li Daya had found a job in the city, attempted to get close to her again. She brought a generous amount of sweet potatoes and potatoes for her, but Li Daya refused.

Jiang Ailing was infuriated.  

Meanwhile, Shen Yiyi took out a thick cotton quilt and a hot water bottle from her storage space and gave them to Li Daya. She also slipped ten yuan into her hands.  

Li Daya hurriedly refused. “Second Sister-in-law, this is too much. I can’t accept it!”  

“Take it.” Shen Yiyi insisted. “It’s freezing right now—don’t let yourself freeze. Be a little kinder to yourself. If even you don’t treat yourself well, who else do you expect to?” She stuffed the quilt into Li Daya’s arms. “You can pay me back when you get your salary.”  

Holding the quilt, Li Daya felt its warmth seep into her heart, giving her the urge to cry.  

In her entire life, no one had ever told her to be kind to herself…  

And now, the one saying these words to her was Shen Yiyi—someone she once thought would look down on her.  

Shen Yiyi walked into her small rental room, glanced around, and remarked: “Not bad. This is just right for you to live alone.”  

“Mm-hmm.” Li Daya sniffled, holding back her tears. She silently resolved to work hard in the future so she could repay her second sister-in-law, second brother, and her parents.  

“Come on, let’s go. Tonight, we’ll celebrate.” Shen Yiyi said.  

“Alright.”  

That evening, Li Daya, Father Li, Mother Li, and the eldest household’s couple all gathered at Shen Yiyi’s place for a meal. The third household was not invited.  

The next day, Father Li and Mother Li accompanied Li Daya to the city.  

And with that, Li Daya’s matter finally came to an end.  

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