After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried

Yang Osmanthus was wearing cloth shoes, with only a layer of cloth on her feet. Yun Qinghuan used his skillful strength. With this crushing, the pain from the toes spread to all the limbs, and Yang Osmanthus screamed in pain.

"ah!"

The loud voice made everyone around look over.

Yun Qinghuan sneered without any mercy.

Keep grinding.

He waited until the crushing feeling was almost gone before letting go, "This kick is for me to teach you a lesson for Little Shitou. Don't think that he can be bullied at will because he is a child. It is also a gift in return for the leg injury you caused."

She spoke softly, and when everyone looked over, she quickly raised a bright and innocent smile, "I just accidentally stepped on you, and I didn't use much force. Sister-in-law, you screamed so loudly, people thought I was bullying you." I'm here, please don't blackmail me."

Quickly release your feet, the speed is so fast, it seems that if you slow down, you will be blackmailed by Yang Osmanthus.

Everyone in the village knew what kind of person Yang Guihua was. She was just a scoundrel who only knew how to be aggressive outside. Moreover, Yun Qinghuan was right about one thing. If she, a woman, accidentally stepped on Yang Guihua, what would happen? How much does it hurt?

Those who are crying and howling must be seeing that the Bai family is rich and want to blackmail them.

What a black heart!

Everyone had no time to care about this matter at all. They felt that they already knew Yang Osmanthus' little trick, and one by one they hurriedly followed the wedding procession. The Wang family was so rich, there would be a lot of wedding candy sprinkled along the way!

They couldn't let these wedding candies be snatched away by others.

Yang Guihua has seen shameless people before, but she has never seen Yun Qinghuan so shameless. He told lies with his eyes open and his face was livid with anger.

But I can only swallow my grievances with blood in my stomach.

It’s really hard to describe.

Yun Qinghuan's lips curved into a sarcastic smile, looking at the person provocatively.

After Yang Osmanthus left angrily, Yun Qinghuan went to look at Xiao Shitou, looking worriedly at the injury on his leg and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Xiao Shitou picked up the candy on the ground and stood up immediately. It was probably because the injury was a little painful and his posture was not right.

"Would you like me to take you to apply some medicine?" Yun Qinghuan still felt uneasy, as the blood on Xiao Shitou's leg was still bleeding.

Xiao Shitou waved his hand and said with a smile, "Auntie, I'm fine. Don't worry. Go and eat at the table quickly. The good seats will be taken by others later, so you can only eat the second one."

The seats at the second show were not very clean, and some leftovers from the first show were casually spread on the seats at the second show.

Although this era was poor, everyone usually ate all the food at the first party, but there was no guarantee that there would be leftover food.

Little Shitou has been in bad health since he was a child. Children without a father or a mother are like this. Anyone can step on him and injuries are common.

He took out the three candies he finally grabbed and handed them directly to Yun Qinghuan, "Auntie, these candies are for you and An An.

An An said from the side, "Brother Shitou, I don't want it. I picked up the candy myself. You can keep it for yourself."

The little guy even took out the candy he grabbed and showed it to him.

There are five candies in total.

An An was small, and protected by Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan, he shuttled nimbly among the crowd, so he picked up a lot of candies.

But Xiao Shitou insisted on giving.

After a stalemate, Yun Qinghuan had no choice but to take one from his hand, "Okay, I'll take one, and you take the rest back to your grandparents to try."

Little Shitou probably thought of his elderly grandparents at home, who probably had never tasted sugar in their lives, so he hesitated and retracted his hand.

Yun Qinghuan stuffed him with three candies the moment he retracted his hand, "I gave these candies to your grandparents, so you have to keep them."

With that said, before anyone could react, Yun Qinghuan took the hands of Bai Naihan and An An and caught up with the wedding team in front.

Behind him, Xiao Shitou's eyes that had not been red for a long time finally shed tears...

Because of the little time delay caused by Xiao Shitou, Wang Youjun had already arrived at his door to pick up the bride.

There was a buzz in front, and Yun Qinghuan liked to join in the fun, so she squeezed forward and found an aunt to ask what was going on.

I thought there was a wedding ahead.

The aunt said enthusiastically, "What could happen? This Zhao Zhiqing was blocked by Wang Qian, the eldest son of Wang Youjun, and was not allowed to enter."

"I would say that Zhao Zhiqing brought it upon herself. No matter what, she was going to marry someone else and be a stepmother. She had to give some face to the daughter-in-law in front of her and some face to her stepson. It turned out that it was good for her. She was so powerful. It's like getting married, overwhelming the wife in front of her, and even though she's dead, she still has to be in the limelight. It's no surprise that Wang Youjun's eldest son is happy, isn't this a good show?"

The aunt pursed her lips, bowed and rushed forward, obviously wanting to watch the fun.

Yun Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled Bai Naihan and An An to follow her.

Auntie is indeed an auntie. There are so many people, but she has to squeeze out a passage.

"You bad woman! Get out! I don't allow you to enter our house! I only have one mother, and you can never be my mother!"

A little boy of seven or eight years old glared at Zhao Qiumei fiercely, and even hit Zhao Qiumei hard. Zhao Qiumei staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Youjun behind him helped her, so that she did not get hurt during the wedding. The sun makes a fool of itself.

Although he didn't make a fool of himself, Wang Qianjin pushed hard with all his strength. Zhao Qiumei's expression changed in pain, and she clutched her stomach and turned pale.

When she reacted and got over the pain, she stepped forward and wanted to teach this rude child a lesson.

Wang Qinjin was not afraid of her, he just stared at the person fiercely. He didn't know where he found a stick at this moment. When Zhao Qiumei came forward, he would hit her hard. An old woman stepped forward and stopped Zhao Qiumei. She was not kind. Staring at her, "If you dare to hit my precious grandson, I will let my son divorce you!"

The person who spoke was Wang Youjun's biological mother, a typical example of patriarchal preference for sons. She loved her two grandsons so much that in order to have more grandsons, she even kept her daughter-in-law pregnant, regardless of whether her body could bear it.

When her daughter-in-law died, she was not sad at all, but felt pity for her grandson who died before he was born.

From a certain perspective, she was one of the murderers who killed Wang Qianjin’s mother.

It's a pity that in this era, no one seems to think that this old woman is wrong in letting her daughter-in-law give birth to a child.

Although Zhao Qiumei has not completely entered the Wang family and the wedding has not been held, she has obtained the marriage certificate from Wang Youjun in advance.

Therefore, the old woman's words really scared her. If she divorced Wang Youjun now, she would become a divorced young lady for no reason, and her reputation would be ruined.

In this era, reputation is very important to girls.

Therefore, she could only grit her teeth and hold back, forcing a smile, "Mom, look at what you said, he will be my own son after moving forward, why should I beat him?"

As she spoke, she stepped forward with a smile and took out a piece of candy for Wang Qianjin, "I want to give this child a piece of wedding candy to make him happy and have a smooth life in the future."

The old woman gave her a suspicious look, but accepted her lame excuse.