Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

Mrs. Song saw Jiaoer standing aside.

Staring at her belly, she woke up.

No matter how big the matter was, it was not as important as her He family's reputation.

Forget it, let's get married first. When the daughter-in-law gets pregnant, let her go back to Baihua Village with a pregnant belly to admit her mistake. Even the cruelest parents will forgive her.

Let Xiaoxue complain when the time comes.

They said the imperial examination was too expensive.

Let her go to her parents' house to collect some money to supplement her own family.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Song felt much better.

The tone naturally changed back to what it was before.

"Mom, you scared me to death, wuwuwu."

Bai Ruixue threw herself into Mrs. Song's arms and cried.

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. Since you can't marry from your mother's family, then don't wait 20, get married tomorrow, and let Xiaotian take you to the government to register. Our town is not like your village. There is no marriage certificate, but you have it, you know? If you are marrying a farmer, you don't even have a red hijab, so you just get married in a muddle."

Mrs. Song was leaning on the back of the chair, her hands crossed in front of her chest, and there was a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"I know, Mom, thank you for loving me."

Bai Ruixue's eyes were as red and swollen as two ripe peaches. She wiped away her tears.

I feel a lot better.

It doesn't matter, even if her parents don't support her.

She also has such a good mother-in-law. Bai Ruixue touched the gold bracelet on her left wrist with her right hand.

Smile again.

"Okay, go and wash your face. You'll cry like an ugly cat. After washing your face, ask Xiaotian to write the wedding letter in advance and read it out in front of everyone tomorrow."

"Yes, mother, I'll go right away."

Bai Ruixue is heartless.

Just now I was crying like a tearful person, now I am smiling like an idiot.

Mrs. Song grinned.

I feel disgusted in my heart.

morning,

The bullock cart driven by Bai Ruijie had already traveled half the distance.

Behind the bullock cart, several members of the Bai family were sitting.

All of them had a sad face.

Mrs. Bai Zhao had finished crying and leaned on her daughter-in-law.

Not a word.

Bai Lizheng also felt very sad. He looked at the divorce letter in his hand and felt sad in his heart.

"Dad, when my sister suffers, she will naturally understand your painstaking efforts. If the He family treats her well, we will not cling to her. If we treat her badly, let her come back after she reconciles."

Bai Ruiji looked back.

persuaded.

"No, I can't come back. People always have to pay the price for their choices. The He family is her disaster and her life."

The old couple looked at each other with complicated eyes.

In fact, when Bai Ruixue was three years old.

Bai Lizheng and his wife took her to the town market and met a traveling monk. The weather was hot. Seeing that the traveling monk seemed very thirsty, he gave her half a gourd of water.

Before leaving, the wandering monk gave him four words in return.

It is a blessing to have a girl when you are old, but it is a disaster to marry her far away. After harming your parents and harming your brothers and nephews, it is the solution to stay with you.

When he wanted to ask what he meant, the wandering monk waved his hand and left.

Not explained.

So he always wanted to marry Xiaoxue to this village.

It was because of these four sentences that I didn't agree with her marrying to the town.

Yan Xia's words yesterday reminded him.

He couldn't let his daughter harm his eldest son's family.

I have pampered Xiaoxue for nineteen years, now that she has to endure hardship.

Then as parents, they have done their best.

Bai Lizheng sighed, put the dry divorce letter into his sleeves, and stopped talking.

The sun gradually climbed above his head.

The scorching sun seemed to be scorching everything. On the mountain path, an ox cart moved forward slowly.

The old wooden wheels made a "crunching" sound on the uneven mud road, blending with the sound of cicadas in the woods.

The old cow pulled several members of the Bai family, panting heavily from exhaustion, and walked slower and slower, but Bai Ruiji did not whip it.

It is very old. Zhao Dali's son specifically told him not to beat the old cow, as it won't be able to move fast if he does.

Passing between two mountains, a large rice field comes into view, like a huge blanket.

Smoke also rose from distant villages.

It's almost noon.

Every household is making lunch.

"Dad, we'll be here soon. Is it hot? Come on, here's a sweat towel. Wipe your face."

Bai Ruji took off a black sweat towel from his neck, which exuded a rancid smell.

But Bai Lizheng didn't dislike it, he took it and wiped his sweat.

Then he stretched the wet sweat towel outside the oxcart to wring it out, and then passed the sweat towel to Bai Zhao's hands.

Until everyone on the bullock cart wiped away their sweat.

The bullock cart also stopped in front of Bai's house.

"Dad, get off the car. You go in first and I'll take the cart back to Dali's house."

"Wait, take these ten eggs and remember to thank me."

After Mrs. Bai opened the door, she walked to the kitchen and took out a small bamboo basket. There were ten eggs in the basket, still stained with chicken feces and chicken feathers.

In the past, these eggs were only for my daughter to eat.

"Hey, my son knows."

Bai Ruiji took the egg and drove away.

At noon, the Bai family simply cooked a pot of brown rice and porridge.

After eating, they went back to their houses to sleep.

They didn't get a good rest last night, and everyone had big dark circles on their eyes.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

A purr sounded.

"You're such a heartless thing, why would a good girl marry that beast like Wang Lezi? Don't you know who he is?"

Not far outside the wall, two people were arguing.

One is Yan Hecheng, and the other is Yan Chun.

The father and son made loud noises, but they could not wake up the Bai family.

They were so tired that they slept like crazy.

"What does it have to do with you? If you hadn't talked nonsense in the hall, would my mother be in jail? Since you helped that damn girl, you are no longer my father. What qualifications do you have to discipline me? Get out of here."

Yan Chun didn't sleep all night. Before he could reach home, his father stopped him on the road.

I feel very upset.

"Sanniang said you didn't come home all night, did you go gambling again? Let me tell you, although there is no money at home, you will not starve to death. Why do you want to marry Xiao Yu to Wang Lezi in such a smooth way? What are you doing with the five taels of silver? Does Hua feel at ease? Who is he? He beat two wives to death! This is your own daughter! Are you just going to send her to the fire pit?"

Yan Hecheng was very angry.

Yesterday, he learned from an old friend that his youngest granddaughter was married to the famous Wang Lezi in the village by his eldest son.

Wang Lezi is twenty-five.

He likes to drink and beat his wife.

The first two were beaten to death by him.

Xiaoyu is well-behaved and sensible. She is only sixteen this year.

He went back to Yan's house last night.

But the eldest son was not at home, so he had to come back in the morning.

As a result, my daughter-in-law said that he stayed away all night.

After waiting all morning and not eating, Yan Hecheng was so angry that his son was in trouble.

"The married daughter is throwing water. If you can, get her out. Don't come looking for me. Get out of here."

Yan Chun pushed Yan Hecheng away.

He quickly returned home and closed the door tightly, fearing that his father would come and push the door open.

"What a traitor, so much like your mother!"

Yan Hecheng muttered.

It's not like he didn't go to Wang's house.

He was just kicked out.