Rebirth to 80s: Daughter-in-law is a Bit Spicy

Liu Yong didn't laugh at her.

If it weren't for being forced to do nothing, who would leave home without penalties?

Choosing to stay in the Xia’s family can survive even if you bear the burden of humiliation-but a family can’t have an eaves for shelter from the wind and rain, and the family has ties to each other, so what a family! Liu Yong felt that Xia Xiaolan had the courage, and he said that his nephew was like an uncle. He had always felt a lot of love for Xia Xiaolan.

Liu Yong took out a few pieces of Great Unity from his pocket:

"You take the 50 yuan first. We will discuss how to do your business. If the money is not enough, uncle will collect a little bit for you in a few days."

10 yuan is the largest denomination of banknotes at the moment, and it is called "Great Unity" by the people.

Liu Fen was taken aback, "Brother, where did you get the money..."

It was a new bicycle again, and I gave Xia Xiaolan dozens of yuan. Isn't Liu Fen unclear about the situation of the Liu family? It was really poor jingle. Before Liu Yong didn't care about it, his family life in the past two years really couldn't go on. He took his heart and followed others to learn masons. After one year as a teacher and two years as a master, with this craft, life in the Liu family will be a little easier. But masons do not work every day. Liu Yong is not like a worker who guarantees income from droughts and floods, and his income is unstable.

Liu Yong knew that his sister was a fool, and did not elaborate, only asked Xia Xiaolan to accept the money.

"Thank you, uncle, I borrowed this money from you."

Xia Xiaolan is not hypocritical.

She is indeed poor and white. With this starting capital of 50 yuan, she can seize the opportunity during the busy period of farming. After earning the money, I doubled it back to my uncle, pretending not to want Liu Yong's help, or to let her mother suffer along with her!

Liu Yong smiled.

He asked Xia Xiaolan to set up a handle, put the things together and tied them to the back seat of the bicycle.

All the belongings of the mother and daughter are sweet potatoes and their clothes, as well as the daily necessities they bought today. Before reaching the entrance of the village, someone called Xia Xiaolan with a bowl:

"Your dad is back!"

"Dajun Xia is going to kill them..."

Glorious and unkind, the people in Dahe Village are really unfriendly, as if Xia Xiaolan dug someone's ancestral grave!

The door of the Xia family was open, and a man with a big waist came out.

"Where are you going, did you fight at home with your grandma?"

The urn sounded annoyingly, and the arms were full of uplifted tendons, and his height was close to 1.8 meters. This was Xia Xiaolan's father, Xia Dajun.

It seems that his height is inherited from him. Xia Xiaolan was very satisfied with the growth of more than 1.6 meters in the 1980s.

Liu Yong didn't give Xia Xiaolan a chance at all. He smashed Xia Dajun when he mentioned the sweet potato bag: "Oh, you are a dog, I also said that someday I will settle the account with you, and you will bump into it yourself!"

"Who is fighting with whom?"

"Your daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law are going to be bullied to death. You pretend to be a father don't know?"

"Dog stuff, who can they fight with? My sister marrying you is really bad for eight lives..."

Liu Yong is small, less than one meter seven.

Xia Dajun, who broke out but fought, had no strength to fight back.

Of course, Xia Dajun only took care of holding his head with his arms, and didn't really mean to fight Liu Yong.

"Brother, if you have something to say!"

"I'm telling you a bird, a dog thing, it's only fleshy but not careless. It has lived on a dog for decades. My daughter doesn't know how distressed, I will do it for you!"

Liu Fen was anxious and wanted to pull the frame, but Xia Xiaolan held him tightly.

Xia Xiaolan looked at Xia Dajun coldly and didn't fight back from start to finish. She still had some confidence in this person... If Xia Dajun even beat her brother-in-law, Xia Xiaolan really didn't know what to say. It's not that men can't have tempers. There are wise men who use their brains and don't do anything in this world, and there are also hot temperaments who do not agree with each other.

Poor mountains and bad waters bring forth troublesome people, and the people here in Anqing County have always been sturdy.

But doing things with people outside, and doing things with your wife when you go home is totally different. Xia Xiaolan despises men with domestic violence the most.

Liu Yong was so tired that he was out of breath, Xia Dajun's brothers ran out, and finally pulled the two away. Xia Xiaolan's uncle and third uncle hugged Liu Yong desperately, and Liu Yong kicked and stretched his fists unwillingly.

However, Liu Yong's sturdiness also scared the villagers watching the excitement. Those who said silly words a moment ago are now all acting like a tortoise.

Xia Dajun's face was swollen, and he spit out bloodshot saliva:

"I don't care about you, I want to talk about Xiaolan, she shouldn't have a fight with her grandma, she made her grandma sick..."

Old lady Xia is a widowed mother with three older sons. Xia Dajun is not caring to his wife, but he is obedient to his wife.

Xia Xiaolan thought, if she were the original owner, she would be so angry when she heard these words.

She has an admiration for Liu Fen and also feels close to Liu Yong because of the lack of affection in Xia Xiaolan's previous life, and these two people are also kind to her. To Xia Dajun, Xia Xiaolan is not half-hearted—even if "Xia Xiaolan" owes Xia's family, he still has to pay for it, what else?

"Uncle, let's go."

Xia Xiaolan wanted to scold Xia Dajun, but after thinking about it, she was too lazy to waste her saliva.

Xia Dajun saw that she didn't get angry or argued, and the evil fire in her heart couldn't be suppressed.

"You stinky girl—"

He stepped forward and took Xia Xiaolan's arm and staggered her.

Xia Xiaolan turned her head and looked at him blankly: "Grandma said that I lost the face of the Xia family when I was alive. People like me should die right away. I smashed my head, and my mother knelt and begged grandma to take me to the hospital. She swelled her head, so she invited a doctor to stop the bleeding...If you think I am not respectful and filial, then I will return the life I took to the Xia family, OK?"

Xia Xiaolan put the self-defense scissors against her neck, and the sharp tip of the knife had sunk into the skin.

That ruthlessness was hidden in the plain tone, but it was frightening.

She would really poke it!

Xia Dajun was frightened, and he subconsciously defended: "You are fine with this. How can the family have the money to send you to the hospital? Why don't you learn from Xueyu and be more sensible..."

Looking at Xia Xiaolan's mocking eyes with a smile, Xia Dajun's voice became weaker and weaker.

Why is there no money in the family, because the sensible Xia Ziyu took away all the family assets. Even if Xia Dajun is habitually indifferent to his niece, he still feels that the old lady in the family has done something wrong in this matter. A guilty conscience intertwined with other emotions, and Xia Dajun yelled:

"She is your milk, if you scold you a few words, you should listen carefully! If you don't do those shameful ugliness, can your grandma scold you?"

Xia Xiaolan didn't really want to die, she wanted to use scissors to end Xia Dajun's club!

But there was someone who was faster than her, and the small Liu Fen smashed the strong Xia Dajun away.

"I fought with you... let you force Xiaolan..."

She was shaking with fear.

But she wants to protect her daughter, this is the mother's instinct!