After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Shui Qing was drinking mung bean soup, which was refreshing and refreshing.

The melon and fruit soup naturally cooled down in the spring water actually tastes more comfortable than the one taken out of the refrigerator.

Mother Hu served everyone a large bowl.

Butcher Hu ate particularly happily.

He had no intention of killing those three people.

He was not stupid. Not only did he kill someone, but he also harmed his children. It would be difficult for Qing'er to gain a foothold in Shanshui Village in the future. He did this simply to cooperate with his daughter.

Unexpectedly, the effect is surprisingly good.

My daughter reacts quickly! Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of this.

Hu's mother was not as optimistic as her father, "Qing'er, even if those people don't dare to make trouble with you, they certainly can't hide from your son-in-law."

He is the son-in-law's uncle, his mother's uncle is the eldest, and his uncle's status is very high.

In the past, when she taught Wen Hua, she always said that since he held such a high status, he should act like an uncle.

Even if he is only a few years older than his nephews and nieces, he still has to stay in front of everything to live up to his status.

I never imagined that these two uncles of my son-in-law have such character.

Shui Qing thought of her past life... Bah, bah, bah, she didn't have any relatives in China before, but even if she had, if she had someone like Uncle Huang, they would have lost contact with her.

Even if she donated it all, she wouldn't be able to give it to them cheaply - in fact, she did so.

But Fan Jin is different from her after all. He has watched, listened and learned differently since he was a child. Will he be picked on...

Qin Yilin drank mung bean soup in silence, unable to speak.

After all, this is Fan Jin's family matter, and it would be embarrassing to talk about it too much.

Ding Jiajia's thinking was much simpler, "If your relatives are good, move around more. If they are good to you, treat them twice as much. If they are not good, stop treating them. Otherwise, you will only make yourself angry and vomiting."

Qin Yilin didn't care about drinking the mung bean soup. She panicked and grabbed her precious daughter and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ding Jiajia was confused: "Mom, what did I say?"

Qin Yilin was about to say, silly girl, you have no relatives, that's not right, you can't have relatives, how can you understand the pain of those who are pressured by their parents to recognize relatives.

No matter how bad it is, they have to protect it. Not only do they protect themselves, but they also need their children to do what they want.

Could it be that the children don’t want to be divorced? Don’t you understand this? There is nothing we can do.

Jiajia doesn’t understand!

Shui Qing smiled and said: "It's okay, our family doesn't have a monologue, we can all express our opinions."

Then he looked at Fan Zhaodi who had his head lowered. The mung bean soup in front of him was almost untouched.

The little girl who usually loves to drink these sweet soups seems to have made a mistake, lowering her head.

Obviously not her fault.

If you can choose, who doesn't want sensible parents, it doesn't matter whether you are rich or poor.

She said: "Don't worry, in the future"

At this point, I was suddenly stunned. In this dynasty, women were not allowed to study for imperial exams, and it was even more unrealistic to go out to work. Apart from getting married to leave their original family, there seemed to be no other practical way.

But if you place your hopes on your husband's family and find someone to marry in order to escape from a bad family of origin, the risk is still extremely high!

Not a good idea.

What is the suitable way out for Fan Zhaodi?

Shui Qing sighed helplessly, "Don't be afraid. From now on, get closer to them if they are good, and stay away if they are not. Try to make yourself as comfortable as possible, and don't let them affect your good life too much."

Fan Zhaodi suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Auntie didn't blame her? After all, it was her father who brought the trouble, and the root cause still lies with her father.

But her aunt didn't blame her and was still worried about her future life.

Fan Zhaodi's tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Ding Jiajia handed over the handkerchief: "That's your father, not you. You are a good relative and you will be able to move around more in the future."

She understands her mother a little now. Friends can choose, but relatives cannot.

She is a good parent. If she meets a bad parent, can she disobey her parents?

Will Sister Shui Qing's husband be like this too...

Fan Jin and the three of them were sitting on the bullock cart. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw the people guarding under the thick tree at the entrance of the village saw him and rushed over quickly.

"Second uncle, uncle and the others are here and are about to see you. Come back with me quickly!" Fan Sanzhu wiped the sweat from his head, grabbed Fan Jin and started to drag him home.

Here Hu Wenhua grabbed Fan Jin's arm, and it seemed that he was using no force, but no matter how hard Fan Sanzhu tried, it was difficult for Fan Jin to pull his body.

Fan Sanzhu became angry and shouted at Hu Wenhua: "That's my second uncle's biological uncle, why don't you let go!"

"I don't care who you are, if my brother-in-law hasn't agreed yet, don't try to take him away." Hu Wenhua snorted.

Fan Sanzhu was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Hu Wenhua was stronger than a bull. If he didn't let go, there was no way he could pull his second uncle away.

I could only complain to my second uncle: "Second uncle, you don't know how badly your second aunt and your father-in-law treat your uncle and the others!"

Fan Jin frowned and said unhappily: "They went to my house?"

Fan Sanzhu didn't expect that his second uncle didn't ask what was wrong, but instead cared about his family, and he became even more unhappy. He was his uncle, the closest person besides them.

Why does the second uncle only protect the mother-in-law and outsiders at home, regardless of those who are related by blood?

"Don't you want to see your second uncle first? Second uncle, please come back with me quickly, otherwise they will still have to go to your house to find you."

Fan Jin's eyebrows darkened, and he turned to Hu Wenhua and said, "You and Uncle Ding go back first, and tell your sister that I will be home soon."

Hu Wenhua was a little worried, so Ding Heli quietly pulled his sleeve to let go.

If Fan Jin doesn't go now, these people will still come later, and they won't be able to escape after all.

Taking away Fan Jin as he wished, Fan Sanzhu sneered at Hu Wenhua and the others.

His eyes fell on the bullock cart, and he was full of envy.

However, when Grandma moves to her second uncle's house, they will not be allowed to ride on these ox carts and donkey carts.

Leave it at their house every day!

As soon as Fan Jin entered the old house, there were several old men sitting in the dim hall, with gloomy and cold faces.

"First uncle and second uncle, mother."

Uncle Huang snorted, "You still know that I am your uncle?"

Fan Jin looked at his nose and heart, but didn't answer.

Second Uncle Huang came forward and said: "We are here this time because of your mother's affairs. I heard that you are living a good life. You eat and drink well every day, but you don't have a share of your mother?"

"You still support your father-in-law's family. Isn't this a joke?"

"Thankfully, you are still a scholar. You have read this book to your stomach!"

Fan Jinxin stood up straight and said in a cold voice: "They are not supporting my father-in-law's family, but they are helping my family with work, and they don't have to pay for it.

If someone helps my family with work for free, I can support them. "

Uncle Huang and Uncle Huang were stunned. They didn't expect him to reply like this.

Without wages, who wants to work for nothing?

"Nonsense, we just passed the flood, what kind of work can we do?" Fan Qiancai didn't believe it.

Fan Jin looked at his eldest brother, with a coldness all over his body: "There is endless work in the mountains and fields. If you don't believe me, you can try it."