Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 1021

"Haitong, Hailing, you came back just in time. What do you mean? Let me tell you, as long as you left this home and this village, the house and the fields are ours."

"This is the house that my son left to us. It belongs to our property. We can give it to whoever we want, but we won't give it to you married women."

Mrs. Hai felt a little guilty when she saw the two sisters brought so many people here. When she was lying in the hospital, she heard that Haitong was amazing. She joined a wealthy family with hundreds of billions of dollars and became a young mistress.

Somewhat guilty, after all, they were the ones who forcibly occupied the house. Back then, they took advantage of the fact that the two sisters were underage and had no ability to forcefully drive the two sisters out of the house.

Hai Tong seemed to be eleven or twelve years old when she was kicked out.

After they were kicked out of the house, they would go back to the village a few years ago to visit their parents' graves, and wanted to live in the house left by their parents again, but they were repeatedly beaten, scolded and bombarded by Mrs. Hai and her husband with a thick stick. Yes, the two sisters were beaten so hard that the two sisters did not dare to come back for a few years.

The two parties had no contact until Hai Ling was about to get married. They received the news and had the audacity to ask the Zhou family for 30 dowry money, but Hai Ling refused and refused to let the Zhou family pay them the 30 dowry money. , and blasted them away.

After that, there was no news for another three years or so.

When Mrs. Hai fell ill, everyone didn't want to pay for the medical expenses. They thought of the Hai Ling sisters and felt that they were doing well, so they reconnected.

Mrs. Hai knew in her heart that they had gone too far, and the villagers couldn't see it. It was just that she was hot, shameless, and rascal, and the villagers didn't dare to provoke her.

Now that her own interests are involved, Mrs. Hai has shown her shamelessness to the fullest.

"I've never seen a married woman who is ashamed to go back to her mother's house to fight for the house." Mrs. Hai muttered.

When she was stared at coldly by Zhan Yin, her yelling turned into a whisper.

She also straightened her chest to cheer herself up, she was not afraid.

So what if Haitong's husband is the eldest son of the richest family?Can you still forcibly take away her house?

In short, this is Haiyu's house. Haiyu gave birth to her own son, and the mother inherits her son's house. It's only right and proper.

"Grandma told me, who did my parents adopt as their son? Grandma just said that this is your grandson's house, so I want to ask, which of your grandsons does this house belong to?"

"My parents' house, my sister and I also have the right to inherit. It is ours, so we have to fight for it. If it is not ours, we don't want a cent, but if it belongs to us, we don't give up an inch!"

Haitong retorted coldly to Mrs. Hai, and she glanced at the others, then walked up to the driver of the truck, and ordered: "Driver, help me dump the bricks there, there is an open space there."

She directed the truck driver to dump the bricks on the open space on the right side of her door, which is also her home.

When the parents were alive, they once told her sisters to buy more homesteads. When the two sisters grow up, they will build two houses on the homesteads. The two sisters will be neighbors, live together, have companions, and support each other. , will not be bullied by the villagers.

"Don't fall here, don't fall here, this is my house!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Hai rushed over immediately, stood in the middle of the open space, opened her arms, and yelled loudly: "I don't think any of you dare to fall here? If you have the guts, press me here!"

Zhan Yin waved his hand.

Then two bodyguards walked over, and they supported Mrs. Hai, one on the left and the other on the right, and carried Mrs. Hai away.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Let me go!"

Mrs. Hai struggled desperately.