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Chapter 451 The girl from our Shi family can be bullied by anyone

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    Shi Huiqin stretched out her hand to rub Li Fu's hair, and there was light in her eyes: "Afu, when you see your cousin, you must be obedient, you know?"

    Li Fu nodded, looking obedient and quiet.

    After a while, the old lady of the Li family came back from washing clothes by the stream, and the widow Zheng was with her, talking and laughing like a mother and daughter.

    Mrs. Li was a widow when she was young, and she worked hard to bring her son up. She is just over forty, but she looks old. She looks like an old woman in her fifties and sixties. Her hair has turned gray a lot.  His skin was black, his frontal bone was very high, and he was quite acrimonious, and he was not easy to mess with.

    In short, she is not a kind old lady.

    Moreover, Shi Huiqin and this Mrs. Li also have some grudges. When she was young, Mrs. Li and her son depended on each other for life, and regarded her son as her lifeblood. In the past, Shi Huiqin and Li Lan also had a period of deep affection.

    Seeing that her son and daughter-in-law are in a good relationship, Mrs. Li is unhappy. She thinks that Shi Huiqin is a vixen who has seduced her son and is against her mother. She is very picky and tossing around.

    Later, Shi Huiqin gave birth to Li Fu and collapsed, and felt that Shi Huiqin could not work and had to spend money to sell medicine, wishing she could die.

    At this time, Mrs. Li was wearing gray coarse clothes like many old women in the village. Her hair was combed into a simple bun and fixed with a wooden hairpin. On the other hand, the widow Zheng was wearing a pink dress.  The material can be attributed to being young, plump and beautiful.

    Shi Huiqin stared at the other person's figure for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and touched her own hand, which was so thin that only a skinny bone remained.

    In the past, she was also a flower in these ten miles and eight villages. Although she could not be called a national beauty, she was also a well-known beauty in the neighborhood. Now she looks haggard, like a withered flower.  After that, it was a dry bone.

    She closed her eyes, feeling very unwilling.

    She didn't understand why God was so unfair and let her become like this, let alone which man, even she felt disgusted when she saw it.

    Ever since she broke the bronze mirror, she hasn't looked in the mirror for a long time, for fear that seeing the ugly self in the mirror will collapse.

    When Mrs. Li saw Shi Huiqin, she was very angry: "Yo, it's really rare, you actually got up, I thought you would just lie on the bed and wait to eat!"

    Widow Zheng smiled coquettishly: "Mother, my sister is not in good health, so we have to be considerate."

    Mrs. Li put down the laundry tub in her hand, and said with a sneer, "Be considerate, what does she need to be considerate of, how comfortable it is to lie on the bed every day, how can it compare to me being busy every day, you are still filial,  Come and help."

    Although Mrs. Li doesn't really like Widow Zheng, a little widow, even if Shi Huiqin dies, she won't let this little widow through the door, but she is willing to help her with things and serve her son, so why is she not willing?

    Even if you go to find a girl in Huaxiang, it still costs money.

    Widow Zheng covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Mother, what did you say, I should be filial to you."

    "You"

    Shi Huiqin watched with cold eyes the mother-in-law and widow Zheng's drama of love between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, without any disturbance in her heart. She didn't know how many times she had said these words, and she was already tired of them.

    Just at this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and a group of people quickly arrived at the door, enclosing the gate of the yard tightly.

    These people are none other than people from Shiqiao Village.

    When Mrs. Li and Widow Zheng entered the door, they didn't close the door at all. A group of people came in through the door, and when they saw Mrs. Li and Widow Zheng standing together, they immediately exploded.

    An aunt jumped out and scolded: "Well, you old lady Li, you are really shameless. It's fine for your son to be fooling around with this little widow, but you actually brought her in front of our Shi family girl. You treat our Shi family as dead  ?!"

    "What about a scholarly family? I think it's the Liuxiang family. A little widow, who has slept with countless people, dares to enter the house and show the face of our Shi family girl."

    "that is!"

    "This is a bitch!"

    Before Mrs. Li and Widow Zheng could react, they were surrounded by a group of aunts and daughters-in-law.

    This group of people yelled and pinched their heads while cursing, very fierce.

    Mrs. Li couldn't say a word, and screamed from being pinched.

    Widow Zheng was much more miserable than Mrs. Li. I don't know how many people stretched out their hands and pinched her body, and even her hair was pulled off how many times.? Let out a scream.

    "You bitch, you treat our Shi family as a bully, don't you?!"

    "Little whore, it's not good for you to provoke anyone. This uncle who dares to provoke our Shi family girl is getting impatient!"

    The group of people in Shiqiao Village, surnamed Shi, are well-known rich and fierce in Shiliba Village.

    The man has been to school and is reasonable, but these aunts and daughter-in-laws are not reasonable. If anyone bullies them, they will have to get it back first.

    As for the matter after getting it back, these men came out to reason, saying that the discipline at home is silent, and they should be taught a lesson when they go back. Women are ignorant, so don't care about them like them.

    Shi Huiqin looked at it coldly, with no expression on her face, she just felt very happy in her heart.

    At this moment, Shi wrote back and Shi Huiqing came over with two aunts. Shi wrote back and asked Shi Huiqin, "Where is that man?"

    Shi Huiqin said: "I went out, maybe I went to the academy."

    She carefully looked and looked among the crowd, but did not see Li Lin, and frowned slightly: "Where's Jing Yuan?"

    Shi replied: "It's outside, big sister, thanks to my cousin this time, otherwise my father would definitely not agree to your reconciliation. This Li Lan, I have long wanted to kick him to death."

    Shi Huiqin smiled: "He just has a way."

    "That's not true." Shi replied with a smile, "I have never seen anyone who is more powerful than him."

    "Sister, ask Aunt Six and Aunt Eight to pack your things for you. I'll get someone to call Li Lan back. We'll take care of the reconciliation today so that we can take you home."

    "The girl from our Shi family can be bullied by anyone."

    Having said that, he glanced at Mrs. Li and Widow Zheng, who were pinned to the ground by a group of aunts and daughters-in-law, and smiled.

    Shi Huiqin seemed very happy, her pale and bloodless face turned a little red: "Okay, there will be Aunt Lao Liu and Aunt Eight."

    The two women on the side quickly said: "Why are you being polite, Huiqin, as long as we can help."

    "that is."

    Shi Huiqin smiled at the two of them, and then handed Li Fu to Shi to reply, while she took the two of them to sort out her dowry.

    When they got married in the past, the Shi family had a good foundation, and naturally there was a lot of dowry. Some tables, chairs, beds, boxes and cages were well prepared. Even if she broke it, it would not be cheap for the Li family.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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