The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

"Sister Wen, do you really have the heart? Both Xianggong and mother are begging you like this? If you can't tolerate me, then I will leave when I give birth to the child! After the child is born, I will leave it to you, and you can treat it as your own. Okay? I'm used to being alone, and I don't want my child to be alone in the future. Please have pity on him."

He sneered warmly: "The scumbag and scumbag really match! No need! My aunt doesn't want this scumbag! Keep it for yourself! Dad, you go to the village chief of this village to testify, let's break up! By the way, borrow some Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to write a leave letter!"

"Okay!" Wen Jiarui hurriedly walked out.

As for staying here alone, he doesn't care at all, his daughter can beat more than his father, and one can beat more than a dozen!

Simply too sturdy!

He Huanhong was angry when he saw that he was begging them in a low voice, and they still insisted on suspending the husband: "Hugh? It's me who will divorce you! Don't regret it, Mrs. Wen! If you want to come back in the future, I don't want you either!"

Jiang shi's eyes relaxed at this time, and the whole circle of eyes was so dark that it couldn't be darker!

She didn't want to lose a servant girl, so she said, "Sister Wen, have you really thought about it? If you don't stay in our family, you will be ridiculed by the world if you are divorced and returned to your mother's family, and it also depends on the life of your brother and sister-in-law. They are talking nicely now, and persuade you to reconcile! But when you eat their food at your mother's house every day and use their food to ruin the reputation of your mother's niece, you will have a look on your face in the future!"

Wen Jiarui soon found the head of the Hejia village. The village head persuaded him for a long time, but Wen Jiarui insisted. Wen Jiamei said a word of reconciliation and stopped talking.

The village chief shook his head and didn't care about his family's troubles.

After Wen Jiarui wrote the book on He Li, he walked over angrily and asked He Huanhong to press his fingerprints.

After He Huanhong pressed his handprint, he threw the divorce letter at Wen Jiamei: "Go away! Death Star!"

Wen Nuan reached out and grabbed it, glanced at it, carefully folded it, and put it away.

Seeing such warmth, Mrs Jiang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

"By the way, it seems that your mother's family has two nieces who have been dismissed from their relatives? Tsk tsk... Sure enough, the god of plague in the family! It's better to be divorced! So as not to harm our family!"

Since there is no way to leave people behind, Jiang's words don't have to be polite!

Wen Jiamei's body froze. By the way, being divorced will ruin the reputation of several nieces.

Wen Jiamei closed her eyes in pain.

She seems to be exhausted wherever she goes!

Looking at Jiang Shi warmly and coldly, with a sneer on his face: "You don't have to worry about how my sister-in-law will live in the future! It will definitely be better than staying in your wolf's den! You should weed your son! It's all green Gotta shine!"

Jiang looked at He Huanhong's hair: What do you mean? No grass!

Where is it green? Just a few grey hairs!

"Little sister, Nuan sister, let's go home too!"

"Wait!" Wen Nuan looked at the clothes on Yang Zi's body with a sneer.

The three people's scalps are numb: what does she want to do?

"Return my sister-in-law's dowry!"

When Jiang Shi heard that the dowry was about to be returned, she said, "What kind of dowry, she can't bear one egg all these years. Those dowries have already been replaced by money for her to see a doctor!"

"Do you still want a dowry? I just don't want her to pay me a fortune! God of Plague! Death Star!"

Nuan ignored the two of them: "Dad, do you remember what was the aunt's dowry?"

"Remember!"

When the younger sister got married, Sister Nuan had not yet been born, and the dowry was quite well prepared.

"The cotton-padded coat she's wearing is the dowry, made by your grandmother herself! There's also this cupboard and the white porcelain bowl inside. This copper basin, wooden barrels, wardrobe and bed..."

After Wen Jiarui finished speaking, Wen Nuan stepped forward.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!!! Ah~~" Jiang Shi was so frightened that he stepped back and screamed!

Nuan directly took off the cotton-padded jacket on Jiang's body, tore it in half, and threw it on the ground.

"Hey! Don't go too far! What are you doing! This copper basin is not!"

With a little kick, the copper basin turned upside down.

As soon as the little foot steps on, the copper basin bottom is worn!

A house of people: "..."

As soon as her short legs stretched out, the entire cupboard was kicked down by her!

The set of exquisite white porcelain bowls shattered, and the entire cupboard fell apart.

As soon as the warm calf was put away, he glanced at three coldly and walked into the room.

The three looked terrified, Jiang Shi and Yang Zi's daughter-in-law quickly ran to He Huanhong to hide in a corner and watched the cruel warmth.

"No!" Jiang shi shouted weakly, but he didn't dare to step forward to stop it.

Then came the barrels, the wardrobe, the dresser…

It was all torn apart by her kick!

The brand-new dowry that year was used for more than ten years, although it was old, but the wood used in those years was also good wood, and it is still strong and firm, but it looks like rotten, worm-eaten wood under her feet...

In half a cup of tea, the whole house was in a mess!

The floor is full of rags, rags, and rotten wood.

Finally, he walked out with a warm face and calmly, his eyes fell on the clothes worn by Yang Zi's wife and the children's clothes in her hands.

This is all made of fabrics that her family gave her sister-in-law before.

Wen Nuan walked over to Yang Zi's daughter-in-law.

"Ah! Don't come here!" Yang Zi's wife screamed!

devil! She is the devil!

Yang Zi's daughter-in-law immediately threw the little clothes in her hands to Wen Nuan, who tore the two halves and threw them into the pile of clothes on the ground!

She continued walking towards her.

Yang Zi's daughter-in-law was so frightened that she quickly backed away. She thought of something, and immediately took off her clothes and threw them to the warmth: "I'll give it to you, don't come here!"

Yang Zi's daughter-in-law stepped back in fright and accidentally tripped over He Huanhong, who was lying on the ground. He happened to be sitting in an important part of him. A scream like a pig slaughtered around the beam for three days, and went straight to Yunxiao!

Wen Nuan threw the clothes on the ground in the empty yard, found the fire stick, blew it, threw it into the clothes, and a fire was lit!

Wen Jiamei's dowry was all that Wen Nuan smashed, and nothing else was touched.

"Okay, Dad, is there anything else? Our family's things must not be cheap, those idiots!"

Jiang Shi and Yang Zi's daughter-in-law looked at the warmth in horror, and they didn't dare to take a breath, and they were shaking slightly.

It's winter now, the temperature is only a few degrees, and I don't know if the two are cold or afraid!

Wen Jiamei: "No... no more!"

Nuan sister, good - sturdy!

Wen Jiarui had a headache for a while, and Sister Nuan became more and more willful and reckless!

He thought she was going to take those dowries, so he said it all.

it's good now!

With such a smash, Shili Baxiang is definitely famous!

In the future, people in the whole county will not know that she is more fierce than a shrew, right?

Now Wenjia Village has been secretly rumored, but they dare not say it openly.

"Then let's go!" He clapped his hands warmly and gracefully.

"Oh." Wen Jiamei was so obedient that she was so frightened that she even forgot the sadness just now!

Wen Nuan took a few steps and stopped, looking back at Yang Zi's wife: "Right. Yang Zi's wife, is your child the surname of the grocery store owner, or what? Have you figured it out?"

Wen Nuan dropped those words, and the three of them left directly.

After a long while, the three people's frightened souls returned to their places.

"It's good to leave! It's good to leave! It's terrible!" Jiang murmured.

Yang Zi's daughter-in-law was in a cold sweat. What did the dead girl mean at the end?

Does she know anything?

The child in her womb—she doesn't even know who it is.

No, it should be He Huanhong. A few months ago, he was the only one who came most often!

Others come only occasionally.

He Huanhong was in pain all over his body, and before he recovered from the warm words, he said weakly, "Call the doctor - I'm dying!"

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