MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 267 I only see the new people laughing, but I hear the old people cry

He thinks it tastes delicious?

 An An has a lot of doubts in her little head.

 He was more focused on eating just now, so he didn't notice the quarrel between the adults.

He lowered his head and took another sip of the hot soup. He touched his round belly and sighed with satisfaction, "It's so delicious!"

Like a little pig, he sat slumped on the chair.

his voice brought the sad adults back to reality.

　　Seeing this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking at An An fondly.

Jiaojiao was already full. Seeing that her brother was too small and could not hold the chopsticks steadily, she even fed her with a spoon. Seeing her aunt and the others looking at An An with adoration, they couldn't help but see envy in their eyes.

Auntie even gently wiped the rice soup from An An's mouth.

 Her mother would wipe her mouth like this when she was alive.

Just as she was stunned, Jiaojiao saw a hand stretched out in front of her eyes. The fingers were slender and green as white as jade. The paper between them was not as white as her skin. "Jiaojiao, wipe it too."

Yun Qinghuan’s voice was soft.

Seeing that she didn't react, he simply wiped the child.

By the way, I wiped Gou Sheng’s mouth.

 When I wiped the naughty child's mouth, I was not so gentle, and the child's face was all red.

Little Dirty Monkey, I don’t know how long it’s been since I took a shower and overwashed my hair. My hair was all pulled together in clumps, and there was a faint smell.

 Tsk!

But Yun Qinghuan didn't have the Virgin's heart to wash Gou Sheng's hair and bathe him.

The only limit she could allow this unpleasant child to come to her house for dinner was for Jiang Wenxiu's sake.

After dinner, Jiaojiao rushed to wash the dishes, but Yun Qinghuan refused, "You are not needed, Jiaojiao, you take your brother home to sleep first. It has been a busy day, so don't exhaust your body. I have to go to school tomorrow.”

Jiaojiao's eyes darkened, but she smiled, "Auntie, thank you so much for today. I haven't eaten such good food in a long time."

 “You’re welcome, little guy.”

Yun Qing smiled and touched her head.

Beside him, Bai Naihan was already washing the dishes with a wink.

 After sending the two children away, Yun Qinghuan closed the courtyard door, feeling a little helpless.

Jiaojiao and Gou Sheng are pitiful, but there is nothing she can do, and there is not much she can do to help.

 Bai Naihan came over after washing the dishes. Seeing her like this, he took her into his arms and gently stroked her hair, "Don't worry, Bai Guanglin also wants to save face, so he shouldn't go too far."

“It’s me, are you worried about me?”

The man couldn't help but kiss her and whispered in her ear, "We've been too busy recently, and we haven't properly cultivated our relationship."

 The implication is obvious.

Yun Qinghuan blushed, "Can you be more serious?"

"I can't be serious about you." The man pulled her towards the bathroom.

Mother-in-law and An An have already washed up and returned to the house, but they are the only ones who haven't washed up yet.

However, more than a month later, many men in the village who lost their wives due to mining disasters began to negotiate with each other again. They used their wives' lives to get compensation, which was still 3,000 yuan. They were very happy. The wives they married were more demanding, and they wanted yellow flowers. Not to mention the eldest daughter, she also needs to be good-looking.

 Some men, even in their thirties or forties, dare to think of teenage girls.

　　When Yun Qinghuan found out, he was so disgusted with the overnight meal that he almost vomited it out.

Those men are really disgusting. It was his wife’s life money. Logically speaking, the compensation should also be shared by the woman’s parents. After all, it was the parents who fortunately and hard-workingly raised their daughter, but few men would pay compensation. Give some of the money to your father-in-law and mother-in-law. Not only are they not separated, some parents even come to ask for them, and the men will scold them fiercely and drive them away.

The people in the village seem to have become accustomed to it. They say that as long as a woman gets married, she belongs to her husband's family. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with her husband's family. Since it is compensation for an accident in her husband's family, then the money also belongs to her husband's family and has nothing to do with her husband's family.

It doesn’t **** matter to God!

Yun Qinghuan was extremely angry. If she had known that they were this kind of virtuous, she should have disrupted the situation when the compensation was paid and made it lower.

Even though these men started to show off because they suddenly had some dirty money, and even had disgusting requirements for choosing a mate, there are still many girls who are attracted to them.

 After all, they have money, which is three thousand yuan, which is enough for them to eat and drink without any worries and live a good life.

 Humans are actually very realistic creatures.

 So, except for the autumn harvest, people get married almost every day in September.

Yun Qinghuan went to several weddings. Without exception, the men smiled happily. They held hands with girls who were several times younger than him and smiled at the people who came to the wedding banquet.

　It can be seen that their mother-in-law died just two months ago.

 This is really a typical example of seeing new people laughing but hearing old people crying.

As for the hard work of working in the coal mines, the men in the family did not go there, but the women did it. Almost all the men in the family were lazy and did not support the family. Those women were all hard-working and hard-working people.

All the hard-earned money was squandered by others without even giving up food or clothing.

If you meet a good person, you can be better off with the children left behind by the woman in front of you. If you meet a vicious person, even these children will suffer.

 After only attending a few weddings, Yun Qinghuan became numb and too lazy to go again.

 Let the mother-in-law go and have a good meal when she comes back.

 Otherwise, I always feel that I have lost money.

 Fortunately, there were few women working in coal mines, and most of the victims were men.

There aren’t that many negative things.

 Otherwise it will be more troublesome.

 In this regard, the performance of women and men is very different.

　　　There are many women with children who took care of their children at home after receiving the compensation and never thought about remarrying.

Of course, there are also women who only gave birth to daughters and had not had time to give birth to sons. The compensation money will not reach her hands. The mother-in-law will take the compensation money and divide it among several other sons. This is commonly known as the deprived household.

 The phenomenon of being exterminated is really speechless, as if the girl is not a member of the family.

 But rural people really don’t regard their daughters as their own family members.

This is a feudal problem left over from history. Even though Yun Qinghuan, a modern soul, resents it, he is unable to change it.

Those women took their daughters with them but did not receive compensation. Her husband's family drove her away, and her natal family did not take her in. In desperation, they had no choice but to take their daughters and remarry.

 The tragic fate of women in this era is fully exposed.

Because of the 3,000 yuan compensation, Yun Qinghuan really saw the evil in many people's hearts. There were operas all day long in the countryside, which made her not feel bored in an era without Internet and mobile phones. On the contrary, I also ate a lot of melon.

 Brings a lot of inspiration to her writing.

  She could write a story in just a few days. In the past two months, she had actually written five or six stories.

 In total, I wrote four to five million words.

Moreover, these stories are more in line with the national conditions of this era and more down-to-earth. Once published, they are even more popular than the previous stories.