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Chapter 94 Song Lin's Daughter-in-Law

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    With Li Xiang's departure, Zhao Xiurong was in trouble.

    The tragedy of a woman is that she lives dependent on a man. As long as she gives herself to a man to support her, she will lose her dignity and conditions.

    Every time a man comes back, he has to make tea, pour water and cook for him. It is easy to say how happy a man has been after a hard day, and being unhappy is the end of insulting.

    Zhao Xiurong never dreamed that Li Xiang would die, and she would suffer a fate if she lived.

    Zhao Xiurong is gone, what if the house is unoccupied?

    Du Lanying suggested that she go to a brick house with a single family, how could she miss it.

    Since then, Du Lanying and Li Erzhu lived in Li Xiang's yard.

    Song Lin's wife disagreed with Zhao Xiurong's departure.

    In comparison, Song Lin's daughter-in-law had a deep relationship with Song Lin, and she couldn't get over the grief of Song Lin's death.

    She has two daughters, even though she has no son, Song Lin still loves her very much.

    No matter how tired Song Lin is after get off work, he will cook with his wife.

    The two didn't feel sad because they didn't have a son. They were inseparable and respected each other.

    How could Song Lin's daughter-in-law bear this sudden bad news?

    She cries and chirps every day, as if she has lost her soul every day.

    The head of the family is gone, the sky is falling, how will she live with the two girls?

    And she was sad that she didn't get the pity of her in-laws, but spent her days listening to the scolding in the front yard every day.

    Forget it, the parents-in-law tried to make the eldest daughter angry with herself.

    The daughter asks her for money every day, except for asking for money, which is the kind that does not work.

    No matter how sad she is, the daughter repeatedly throws her face and angers her.

    Day after day like this, if she was unhappy, she would sit outside the gate and cry at the invisible tomb on the opposite mountain.

    The more she wept, the more her daughter disliked her. Every time she cried, her daughter would accuse her viciously: "Why are you crying? It's annoying to watch. Who will you show me crying all day with a stinky face?"

    What can she say?  Facing the words that hurt her heart, she trembled with anger, and she was so angry that she was unable to curse.

    They are already thirteen years old, and they should be considerate of the ways of the world.

    After Song Lin's death, this child's temperament has changed, with indifferent eyes, distant distance, disdainful glances, and a mocking attitude, attacking her with ruthless words.

    Song Lin's daughter-in-law wanted to die in despair, but she still had a young daughter, and it seemed that the youngest daughter had to continue to live.

    It is impossible to let a child lose his father and mother.

    When she couldn't bear it, she secretly ran to her husband's grave and wept.

    In the huge mountain forest, she can lie on the grave and cry, crying and telling her suffering.

    "Song Lin, it's easy for you to leave, how will you live without me and the child?

    When you are alive, your parents don't want to see you, just like a picked up child.

    But you have me, I love you, and I can share your complaints; share your suffering, your joy, your sorrow, and your joy.

    Now that you're gone, leaving me and the child behind, it's fine if your parents scold me, I just pretend I didn't hear you.

    But your parents have taught the child badly, and our eldest daughter has changed, as if I don't know her!

    What do you call me to do?  If there is no Xiaoya, I will let you go to Xinjing.  "

    Song Lin's daughter-in-law was crying mournfully, and the mountain wind was like Song Lin's big hand, gently ruffling her hair.

    Seems to heal the pain in her heart, her longing, her misery, and her helplessness.

    Tears flowed uncontrollably, crying selflessly, she wet the soil on the grave.

    It is quiet here, only her and his grave are quiet.

    "Song Lin, wait for me, when I raise my daughter, I will be your companion, and we will never be apart together!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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