Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

But what about Jiu Hong? He was completely indifferent. He shook off Lu Zhaodi’s hand that was clutching his arm, "Who do you think you are? Feudal thoughts are deeply ingrained, do you think you can change them just like that? Even if you say you’ve changed, deep down, you definitely haven’t. I won’t believe you. I have only one demand, and that is divorce, divorce, do you hear me? If you didn’t, I don’t mind repeating it!"

As he spoke, Jiu Hong flicked his arm, precisely where Lu Zhaodi was gripping it, as if he felt his clothes had been dirtied.

Lu Zhaodi knelt on the ground, tears and snot streaming down her face. This sight deepened the feeling of revulsion in Jiu Hong’s heart. He stepped back two or three steps continuously, distancing himself from Lu Zhaodi, as if she were as bothersome and foul-smelling as a fly or a pile of excrement.

"Ah Hong..." Lu Zhaodi crawled a few steps forward and reached out to pull at him but he dodged her.

"Lu Zhaodi!" Jiu Hong’s face, a mixture of severity and disgust, he stated word by word, "I’ll say it again, divorce, I’m set on it! Don’t you think for a second that I will have a change of heart. Given what you’re like, my heart cannot be swayed, and my mind cannot be turned. You better behave and listen, and don’t make me call a meeting to criticize you for your backward gender preference!"

Hearing these words, Lu Zhaodi’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Although she had been confined to the house recently and was not aware of any new directives to abolish old thoughts from above, she had witnessed many government criticisms of landlords and capitalists back when she lived at home with the children.

The ferocity of those scenes and the cruelty of the methods made her shudder even now.