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

Doesn't it taste delicious to him?

An An had a lot of doubts in her little head.

He was so focused on eating just now that he didn't notice the quarrel between the adults.

He lowered his head and took another sip of hot soup, touched his round belly, and couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction, "It's so delicious!"

Like a little pig, he slumped on the chair.

His voice brought the sad adults back to reality.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking at An An dotingly.

Jiaojiao had also eaten enough. Seeing that her brother was too small and could not hold the chopsticks steadily, she even fed him with a spoon. Seeing her aunt and the others looking at An An dotingly, they couldn't help showing envy in their eyes.

Auntie even gently wiped the rice soup from An An's mouth.

Her mother would wipe her mouth like this when she was alive.

Just as she was stunned, Jiaojiao saw a hand stretched out in front of her eyes. The fingers were as slender as green as jade. The paper she held was not as white as her skin. "Jiaojiao, wipe it too."

Yun Qinghuan's voice was soft.

Seeing that she didn't react, he simply wiped the child.

By the way, I wiped Gou Sheng’s mouth again.

When I wiped the naughty child's mouth, I was not so gentle, and the child's face was all red.

The little dirty monkey hasn't had a bath or overwashed his hair for who knows how long. His hair is all pulled together, and there are clumps of it, and there is a faint smell.

Tsk!

But Yun Qinghuan didn't have the Virgin's heart to wash Gou Sheng's hair and bathe him.

The limit she could allow this unpleasant child to come to her house for dinner was for Jiang Wenxiu's sake.

After dinner, Jiaojiao rushed to wash the dishes, but Yun Qinghuan refused, "You are not needed, Jiaojiao, you take your brother home to sleep first. It has been a busy day, so don't exhaust your body. I have to go to school tomorrow.”

Jiaojiao's eyes dimmed, but she smiled, "Auntie, thank you so much for today. I haven't eaten such good food in a long time."

"You're welcome little guy."

Yun Qing smiled and touched her head.

Next to him, Bai Naihan was already washing the dishes with a wink.

After sending the two children away, Yun Qinghuan closed the courtyard door, feeling a little helpless.

Jiaojiao and Gou Sheng were pitiful, but there was nothing she could do, and there wasn't much she could do to help.

Bai Naihan came over after washing the dishes. Seeing her like this, he took her into his arms and gently stroked her hair, "Don't worry, Bai Guanglin also wants to save face, so he shouldn't go too far."

"It's me, are you worried about me?"

The man couldn't help but kiss her and whispered in her ear, "We've been too busy recently, and we haven't properly cultivated our relationship."

The implication is obvious.

Yun Qinghuan blushed, "Can you be more serious?"

"I can't be serious about you. The man pulled her towards the bathroom.

Mother-in-law and An An had already washed up and returned to the house, but now they were the only ones who hadn't washed up yet.

However, more than a month later, many men in the village who lost their wives due to mining disasters began to negotiate with each other again. They used their wives' lives to get compensation, which was still 3,000 yuan. They were very happy. The wives they married were more demanding, and they wanted yellow flowers. Not to mention the eldest daughter, she also needs to be good-looking.

Some men, even in their thirties and forties, dare to think of teenage girls.

When Yun Qinghuan found out, he was so disgusted with the overnight meal that he almost vomited it out.

Those men are really disgusting. It was his wife’s life money. Logically speaking, the compensation should also be shared by the woman’s parents. After all, it was the parents who fortunately and hard-workingly raised their daughter, but few men would pay compensation. Give some of the money to your father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Not only are they not separated, some parents even come to ask for them, and the man will scold them harshly and drive them away.

People in the village seem to have become accustomed to it, saying that as long as a woman gets married, she belongs to her husband's family, and it has nothing to do with her husband's family whether she is alive or dead. Since it is money compensated for an accident in her husband's family, then the money also belongs to her husband's family and has nothing to do with her husband's family.

God it doesn’t fucking matter!

Yun Qinghuan was extremely angry. If she had known that they were such a virtuous person, she should have disrupted the situation and made the compensation a little lower when the compensation was paid.

Even if these men start to show off because they suddenly have some bad money, and even have disgusting requirements for choosing a mate, there are still many girls who are attracted to them.

After all, they have money, that is three thousand yuan, which is enough for them to eat and drink and live a good life.

Humans are actually very realistic creatures.

Therefore, except for the autumn harvest, people get married almost every day in September.

Yun Qinghuan attended several weddings, and all the men, without exception, smiled happily, holding hands with girls who were several times younger than him, and smiling at the people who came to the wedding banquet.

It can be seen that their mother-in-law died just two months ago.

This is really a typical example of only seeing new people laughing and hearing old people crying.

As for the hard work of working in the coal mines, the men in the family did not go there, but the women did it. Almost all the men in the family were lazy and did not support the family. Those women were hard-working people and hard-working people.

All these hard-earned things were squandered by others despite not being willing to part with food or clothing.

If you meet a good one, you can treat the children left by the woman in front of you better. If you meet a vicious one, even these children will suffer.

After only attending a few weddings, Yun Qinghuan became numb and too lazy to go again.

I left everything to my mother-in-law, who was just in time to come back with a good meal.

Otherwise, I always feel that I have lost my money.

Fortunately, there were few women working in the coal mines, and most of the victims were men.

There aren't that many negative things.

Otherwise it will be even more annoying.

In this regard, the performance of women and men is very different.

Many women with children took care of their children at home after receiving the compensation, and never thought about remarrying.

Of course, there are also women who have only given birth to daughters and have not had time to give birth to sons. The compensation money will not reach her. The mother-in-law will take the compensation money and divide it among several other sons. This is commonly known as the deprivation of the family.

The phenomenon of eating out of the family is really speechless, as if the girl is not a member of the family.

But rural people really don’t regard their daughters as family members.

This is a feudal problem left over from history. Even though Yun Qinghuan, a modern soul, resents it, he is unable to change it.

Those women took their daughters with them but did not receive compensation. Her husband's family kicked her out, and her natal family did not take her in. In desperation, they had no choice but to take their daughters and remarry.

The tragic fate of women in this era is fully exposed.

Because of the three thousand yuan compensation, Yun Qinghuan really saw the evil in many people's hearts. There were operas all day long in the countryside, which made her not feel bored in the era without Internet and mobile phones. On the contrary, I also ate a lot of melon.

It brought a lot of inspiration to her writing.

She was so quick that she could write a story in almost a few days. In the past two months, she actually wrote five or six stories.

In total, I wrote four to five million words.

Moreover, these stories are more in line with the national conditions of this era and more down-to-earth. Once published, they are even more popular than the previous stories.