Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Later, Su Ying took out five thousand yuan and slapped Su Eryuan on the face, severing all ties with him.
Tsk, these parents were simply not blessed. If they had taken care of their children a little more back then, how could the children now recognize them and not acknowledge them? They would not even look at them when they came back during the New Year and New Year… …
The villagers and villagers were discussing. In this life, the more Xia Ling stood out, the more Su Eryuan would be stabbed in the back.
Su An’s wife was a powerful person. She really wanted to use her family’s connections to get close to Xia Ling as a relative. Unfortunately, Xia Ling did not give them a chance. She would rather help a child whose parents had an accident in the same village, who was left behind, than take Su An’s child to Shanghai to go to school.
Su An’s daughter-in-law became angry at the mention of it. She acted arrogantly at home and talked about what happened in the past. She could only blame it on Su Eryuan and Wang Guiying.
Su An’s current life was as cold as it could be. He was a middle-aged man. Not only was he unable to raise his head in the village, but he had planted more than ten acres of crops and harvested them in the autumn. More than half of the money had to be handed over to his daughter-in-law obediently. If he did not give it to his daughter-in-law, he would cause a Ruckus.
Usually, Su Eryuan’s money was so tight that he could not even smoke a paper cigarette. He would smoke a pipe pot and squat at the door. He looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
Wang Guiying was a little cunning. She was also a money-grubber.
However, she loved her son the most in her life. No matter what Su An’s wife did, as long as her son opened his mouth, she would obediently give away the personal money in her hands.
Without money, who would care about her life?
It was said that raising children was to protect them from old age. Su An was in the SU family. In the early years, they had already lived in brick houses by selling their daughters.
Ten years had passed. Other people had built small houses and lived in them. Only their home was still the same two or three brick houses.
Su An was idle. He relied on Su Eryuan for the land.
Su An’s wife took care of the children at home and did not go to the land. At first, she worked in the county, but she came back after she got pregnant. This time, she never mentioned going out to work again.
The husband and wife Gnawed on their parents, biting into the bone crevices and sucking on the bone marrow like leeches.
*
On the other side, Su Yan was tricked into marrying the stupid son of the mangy family.
The stupid son only knew how to laugh foolishly all day long. He could not even get into the same house. Just as they rubbed against each other, nothing happened, and he was done.
Mangy and his wife were extremely anxious. In the end, mangy went on his own. MANGY’s wife followed Su Yan and settled the matter.
From then on, Su Yan became the old man’s daughter-in-law.
Su Yan was different from the original owner, Su Ying.
Su Ying’s personality was dull and stubborn. Every time the old man did something, he had to be tied up and tied up. It was quite a struggle.
Su Yan had always been sweet-tongued and bitter. She would not let herself be wronged.
The old man was a little ugly, but the old man was shrewd.
His family had a mill, and all the noodles in the village had to be ground here. There was never a lack of food and clothing.
Su Yan was held down at the beginning. Later, she took the initiative to get entangled with the old man.
The old woman of the old man’s family was old and yellow. She was not as beautiful as Su Yan, but she was not as sweet-tongued as Su Yan.
Less than a year later, Su Yan was pregnant. The old woman brought her silly son and was chased into the side room by the old man to sleep.
Su Yan and the old man slept openly on the Kang in the main house.
Later on, the old man’s family had a descendant. The big white and fat son was a little like Su Yan, but also a little like the old man.
To the public, it was said that Su Yan had given birth to the silly son, but the village was only so big. If there was a family matter in the village, there was no need to inquire about it. The talkative man and the old woman only needed to coax a few words from the old man before they came out.
“Su Wang, will your wife sleep with you or your father? ”
The silly man slept with his mother at night and had a quilt. It was cold in winter, so it would not be pleasant to hear the news.
