"Could you tell me more about it?" Fang Yi pondered that idleness is also idleness, and the woman in front of him is not easy, and it doesn't take much effort to help.

"Okay, excuse me. My husband and I were married the year before, and his father and mother were retired from a county business. My husband and I lived with his parents in a small bungalow shared by his parents, not afraid of your jokes, a total of two small rooms.

My husband is idle all day, going out to play cards during the day, and coming home drunk at night to play me, you see I still have bruises on my face. The woman said with tears in her eyes.

"Did you call the police?" Fang Yi asked.

"Nope. In our village, it is common for husbands to beat their daughters-in-law, and if they call the police, they will be laughed at by others, and the ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

To tell you the truth, we have been married for more than two years, and he beat me for more than two years, and once he went out to follow a group of second-rate people and came back, thinking that I was cooking late, he picked up a small bench on the ground and smashed it on my waist, so that I didn't get off the ground for three days. My parents-in-law scolded him for being 'not a thing', and he scolded my mother-in-law like a brute.

Originally, I thought that when I had a child, he would be able to accept his temperament, but he was still the same as before, eating and drinking all day long, and the family did not have any money, all relying on my in-laws' pension, but my in-laws were not in good health, and the money was just enough to eat, drink and buy milk powder for the child, how could I have money to buy medicine.

Life really can't go on, and there is no way to get a divorce. The woman said, tears streaming down her face.

"Did you bring the marriage certificate?" Fang Yi asked. After listening to the woman's words, he was moved by compassion.

"Bring it, I'll give it to you." The woman sat on the steps, put the child on her lap and took out a plastic bag from an old canvas bag containing an ID card, a household registration book, and a marriage certificate.

Fang Yi took it and took a look, and saw that there was a printing shop on the side, so he said, "There is a printing shop over there, come with me." ”

At this moment, Fan Yinuo walked out of the case filing court: "Lawyer Fang, I have finished paying the fee. ”

"Okay, it's okay, you go back and wait for the notice, the court will call me after arranging the court session, and I will notify you when the time comes." After Fang Yi finished speaking, he led the woman to the printing shop.

The owner of the print shop was a little silly-looking man, and when he saw that Fang Yi was helping someone to knock out the complaint, he muttered unhappily: "The computer can be used for you, but you have to add money separately." It cannot be counted in the printing fee. ”

"Okay, I'll give it, thank you, big brother." The woman hurriedly agreed.

Fang Yi sat in front of a computer, plugged his USB drive into the computer, and began to tap on the keyboard: "Do you have common property?" ”

"No, it's just two rooms, it's still the welfare housing of his parents' unit, it has nothing to do with me." The woman said.

"Do you have furniture and appliances?" Fang Yi asked.

"Yes, I don't want the TV, washing machine, sofa and wooden bed I bought when I got married. As long as the child. The woman said.

"Is there a deposit?" Fang Yi then asked.

"No, all the valuable things in the family have been gambled by him, and the two of us live on his parents' pension, how can we have savings." The woman felt aggrieved, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Well, okay, it's written." Five minutes later, Fang Yi said: "You see, if there is anything to add, if not, print it." ”

Fang Yi's USB drive has a template for divorce complaints, as long as you modify it, you can put in what the woman said, and the speed is naturally very fast.

The owner of the printing shop stood aside, pouted as he listened to the woman's words, and said secretly: Hey! If this woman is a little bit of a trick, she is also a little beautiful, why is she married to a second-rate son, and the good cabbage makes the pig arch.

Think about yourself working so hard, but you can't marry a daughter-in-law in your thirties, a second-rate person can marry a good daughter-in-law all day long, and the owner of the printing shop is unbalanced, but so what, who calls himself no house.

"Boss, how much is it?" Fang Yi saw that it was not easy for a woman, so he was fortunate to help people to the end, and turned his head to look at the owner of the printing shop.

"Forget it, it's not easy for her, and I'm right to do charity." As he spoke, the owner of the print shop handed the woman three indictments.

"Thank you, thank you boss." The woman hugged the child and thanked her for her kindness, and after receiving the complaint, she saw Fang Yi: "How much do you think I have to give you?" ”

"What's not money, forget it! It's better not to live at home, if your husband knows that you are suing for divorce......" Fang Yi did not continue.

"Well, I've thought about it a long time ago, I'll go back to my parents' house after the case is filed, and he won't dare to do anything to me at my house. Anyway, this family can't stay, and sooner or later it will be dispersed. After the woman finished speaking, she bowed to the owner of the print shop and Fang Yi, and walked out of the print shop.

Looking at the woman's distant back, Fang Yi suddenly remembered what the writer Tolstoy said in "Anna Karenina": Happy people are similar, and unhappy people have their own misfortunes.

The owner of the printing shop said secretly: What year is this, drought death, waterlogging death, is it easy to marry a daughter-in-law, you can't cherish it, live a good life!

"Thanks!" Fang Yi turned around and threw a cigarette to the print shop owner.

"What is there to thank for, a gesture." After speaking, the owner of the print shop smiled innocently and continued to be busy.

Two days later, Fang Yi received a call from the court that Chai Yaoyao's case had been decided, and asked him to go to the court to get the verdict. After hanging up the phone, Fang Yi informed Chai Yaoyao of the relevant situation.

As soon as Fang Yi returned to the office after receiving the verdict from the court, Chai Yaoyao arrived.

"Lawyer Fang, did I lose or win my case?" Seeing Fang Yi walk into the conference room, Chai Yaoyao looked at him worriedly.

"The court found that the transfer of money from the other party to you was not a gift, but a joint expense during the period of cohabitation, which belonged to the other party's squandering of the joint property of the husband and wife, and the plaintiff's request for you to return the donated property was rejected by the court." Fang Yi said.

"Great!" After listening to Fang Yi's words, Chai Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and after taking the verdict, she confirmed the content of the verdict and said, "Lawyer Fang, you are really amazing. I'll treat you to dinner in the evening. ”

"You don't have to be so polite. The judgment has not yet entered into force and will not take effect until the 15-day appeal period has elapsed. Fang Yi said.

"Oh, it's okay, the court has sentenced, and I'm not afraid of them appealing. If they appeal, I also entrust you. Chai Yaoyao said.

"Okay, thank you." Fang Yi smiled.

After Chai Yaoyao left, Fang Yi gathered the case in his hand, so far, except for Fan Yinuo's case, it seems that there is no case in his hand to be heard. The law firm didn't divide the cases before, and it was all about drafting contracts for the legal counsel unit and consulting at home, so although he didn't do much about the law firm's cases during this time, he was not idle, which fully reflected Sun Zhengyi's intention: make the best use of people, make the best use of things, and properly beat Fang Yi.

(End of chapter)