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Daughter-in-law remarries?

​Write it off?

"Seriously?"

After Li Hu finished speaking, Zhao Gui's eyes lit up and he spoke.

The eldest son is dead.

What else is the use of a daughter-in-law?

It would be best if you take it out to pay off debts!

“I won’t remarry, I won’t marry Li Hu.” The wet and pitiful Wang Naixiang hurriedly refused.

People in the village said.

Li Hu has a heart disease. If he marries him, won’t he infect himself?

The rest of your life must not be ruined.

What's more, this Li Hu is ugly and fierce, and he has to be frightened awake in the middle of the night.

"You said you won't marry if you don't want to marry?"

"Our old Zhao family married you, but we spent a lot of money as gifts. Today our old Zhao family is in trouble. If you don't marry me, who will?"

"When you marry into our family, you have to listen to your husband's family. My eldest son is gone, then you have to listen to my husband and father. If you are asked to marry, you have to marry."

Zhao Gui scolded angrily.

Compared with her son’s hands, her daughter-in-law Wang Naixiang is nothing!

"If you don't get married today, my strong son's hand will be cut off."

"He is a man, if he becomes disabled."

"What will I do for the rest of my life?"

"You can't be so selfish!" Zhao Gui's mother-in-law said anxiously.

Seeing the attitude of the old couple, Li Hu suddenly felt happy.

Hey.

I have been coveting Wang Naixiang’s body for a long time. That’s what I think about every day and every night...!

Thinking about sleeping with my arms around this little widow’s fragrant body at night.

This life will not be in vain.

Wang Naixiang, a girl who had never experienced anything like this before, suddenly became a little panicked.

At a loss, those pair of watery, pitiful eyes looked towards Li Qingshan for help.

"Now is a new society, with freedom of marriage. Even if your parents order a matchmaker, it is Wang Naixiang's mother's family who has the final say. What does it have to do with your husband's family?"

When Li Qingshan saw that Zhao Gui’s family was using morality to suppress others, he stood up with a snort and said.

"She was brought back by our Zhao family with a betrothal gift."

“Of course our husband’s family has the final say.”

Zhao Gui argued.

"It's up to you to ask whoever you gave as a bride price. Besides, sister-in-law Naixiang was married to be a wife, not a widow. Your short-lived son died, leaving a young girl to remain a widow for three years."

"This is what your old Zhao family owes to Sister-in-law Naixiang."

"Having said that."

“Propaganda officials are shouting about freedom of marriage every day, but you are trying to be regarded as backward elements and be set up as role models.”

Under Li Qingshan’s angry scolding, Mr. Zhao Gui and Li Hu suddenly fell silent.

They are not afraid of Li Qingshan.

But, I’m afraid of the government’s correction!

"If you force me to marry Li Hu, I will die."

At this moment.

Wang Naixiang took out the scissors from somewhere and put them against her fair neck. Because they were too sharp, a trace of blood even oozed from her neck.

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