After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

But as soon as her daughter finished speaking, she heard Lin Lanjuan's mean voice.

"Brother, he is a loser just like you!"

Then came Wang Ronghua's sigh and inquiry.

"Datou, is the baby in my wife's belly really a girl? Can she really not have another baby?"

By this time, the child was gone. Wang Datou said, "There is a high probability that it is a girl. This miscarriage has completely damaged the body. There is a high probability that she will never be pregnant again."

The atmosphere in the room was dull for a while, and only Wang Xiaohua's low sobs could be heard.

Du Xiaoli felt despair for a moment.

Not only could she not give birth to a son, she could not even give birth to another child.

So what's the point of her living?

When she was depressed, her daughter's cries filled her ears.

What she was obsessed with was in vain in the end. She never heard Wang Ronghua care about her. From the beginning to the end, all he cared about was his children.

But at the critical moment of life and death, her mother-in-law was still making sarcastic remarks, and only her daughter still cared about her, which was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

There was also Dahua. If Dahua hadn't told her this matter, she would have been kept in the dark.

She felt nauseated at the thought of Wang Ronghua having an affair with Widow Yang behind her back.

When had she, Du Xiaoli, ever suffered such grievances? She had been held in the palm of her hands by her parents and brother since she was a child, and she had never suffered any grievances.

Looking back on the years when I was married to Wang Ronghua, I have suffered a lot. I have never suffered so much in my life.

She deserved it. Regardless of her parents' objections, she insisted on marrying Wang Ronghua to suffer hardship, but she ended up like this.

She devoted herself wholeheartedly to this family, but what she got in return was betrayal and disgust.

Just as Du Xiaoli was thinking in a daze, Wang Ronghua's voice came to her ears.

"Xiao Li, are you awake? How do you feel??"

Du Xiaoli struggled to open her eyelids, and what came into view was Wang Ronghua's caring face.

But now she doesn't believe the person in front of her at all, she just thinks he is very hypocritical.

She couldn't see when she was in a coma, but she could hear her voice. Wang Ronghua only cared about his son and whether she could give birth, and he never asked about her life or death.

"Mom, you lost a lot of blood. Uncle Big Head said you almost died. Please don't die."

Wang Xiaohua's tears fell on Du Xiaoli's face drop by drop. Du Xiaoli only felt hot.

Listening to her cry, her heart was cut for a moment. She had never given this child a good look, but now the only one who cared about her was the child she had never cared about.

At this time, she was thinking, what about girls? She was also a girl, but her parents and brothers had always cared for her and never looked down upon her.

But she underestimated her daughter.

When she thought of the children she had lost and the children she had given up, she still felt extremely uncomfortable and guilty at this moment.

This is all her retribution, retribution! !

Wang Ronghua didn't take Wang Xiaohua seriously at all. He only thought about giving birth to a son and didn't remember what Wang Datou told him.

As soon as Du Xiaoli woke up, he couldn't wait to say: "Xiao Li, can you listen to me? I really had no choice, so I went to find Widow Yang.

The one you aborted is also a girl, and you can't have another baby, so we won't have a son. I really have no choice, so I want to ask Widow Yang to lend me a child. "

Du Xiaoli's breathing was rapid, her eyes were wide open and she couldn't say a word, but she was very powerless.

Wang Ronghua held her hand and said very affectionately: "I know you suffered a lot to give birth to a son. It's not my fault to be with Widow Yang behind your back.

But I have to make plans for our future. Don't worry, when Widow Yang gives birth to a son, I will cut off contact with her. This son will be our son. We will live a good life in the future, and I will work hard to make money. "

Du Xiaoli's lips trembled and she couldn't say a word.

What does it mean to speak better than to sing? This is it.

Wang Ronghua became excited as he talked and began to dream about a better life in the future.

"I have asked Wang Datou to keep your miscarriage a secret. Just take good care of yourself. As for Widow Yang, as long as she gets pregnant as soon as possible and carries the baby after giving birth, we will have a son."

Du Xiaoli's breathing became more rapid. She had never seen such a shameless person.

Wang Ronghua is still talking.

"Xiao Li, actually I still want to live with you. You are the only one in my heart. As for Widow Yang, I just want to have a son."

Du Xiaoli gritted her teeth, but her body was suffering from severe losses and she couldn't say a word.

Wang Ronghua gently touched her face, thinking that if she didn't speak, she had no opinion on the decision.

"I'll ask my mother to buy a chicken later and kill it to replenish your body. I'll also raise some chickens and ducks and lay more eggs for you to eat."

Du Xiaoli closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were blood red, and she finally uttered a word with great effort.

"roll."

Wang Ronghua's expression froze slightly, and when he looked at Du Xiaoli, he realized something was wrong with her expression.

Du Xiaoli stared at him, her breathing getting faster and faster, her eyes looking like she wanted to eat someone.

Wang Ronghua's face darkened, it was clear that she couldn't give birth to a son, and she had done her best by not breaking up with him. Even now, he was trying his best to consider her, but she was still unwilling.

"As the saying goes, there are three types of unfilial piety. The greatest is not having an heir. Even if you can't give birth to a son, even if I divorce you, you have nothing to say. I am doing this because of your consideration and concern for your reputation.

A woman who cannot give birth to a son will not be able to hold her head up in the village in the future, so daughter-in-law, please be obedient, please, don't force me, I just want a son, what's wrong with me. "

Du Xiaoli was trembling all over, it was because of anger.

Wang Ronghua gently touched Du Xiaoli's face with a bright smile.

But when Wang Xiaohua looked at him, she shrank in the corner in fear.

Wang Ronghua looked deeply at Du Xiaoli, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, and his face became gloomy and scary. He said lightly: "Next, you should take good care of your health. I will bring my son back as soon as possible, be good."

After speaking, he turned around and left, closing the door to the east wing.

Two lines of clear tears streaked down her cheeks, and the resentment in Du Xiaoli's heart could not be suppressed.

How could she agree to this ridiculous proposal Wang Ronghua said.

Although she always wanted a son, she never cared about what those people in the village said.

She can't hold her head high without a son. She has money and doesn't care what those poor families say.

She has lived a prosperous life since she was a child and her parents love her. Most of the time, she only cares about whether she likes or not.

She had married Wang Ronghua because she liked him, but now that he had betrayed her, she would never be able to bear it.

And her strong natal family is her confidence and backing.