Chapter 1
Dong Jiahui was lying on the bed, with a towel wrapped around her head.
Her face looked dry and thin, her cheeks were deeply sunken, her lips were pale, and her eyes looked straight at the beam under the yellowish roof. It was bright and scary.
Chen Guixiang lifted the curtain and walked in with a bowl of egg soup. When she saw her daughter's eyes looking straight at the roof, her eyes, which had turned red from crying before, shed tears again.
"You really know how to make people be upset! What's wrong with you? Do you really have to fret over trifles to the point that you want to court death? If it wasn't for your Uncle Niu Wang passing by with Qiangzi, how could you even be alive and lie down here? If not, you would have died a long time ago!
Chen Guixiang's heart was in pain and at the same time, she was angry. She was used to being bold and vigorous, so she wasn't able to soften her words. There was a hint of grief in her tone.
How could she not feel aggrieved? Her daughter was good. She had painstakingly taken care of her for 18 years, and after marrying her off, she thought she would have a smooth life, a peaceful and prosperous life. Who knows, maybe after three years of marriage, she was driven back by her mother-in-law's family without warning. On the grounds that she was unable to give birth after these 3 years, they didn't want this daughter-in-law.
This sudden news made the whole Dong family feel like being struck by lightning. These days, the villagers have their eyes set on their families. You must live with your marriage for the rest of your life, no matter how good or bad it was.
Her good daughter has only been married for three years and has turned into a rag. The reason for the divorce was the inability to give birth to a child. In rural areas that pay attention to "more children and more blessings" and "more people and more power", it's like you are being sentenced to death. How can she find someone else in the future?
But again, even if there was no hope (for remarriage) left, she shouldn't have gone and jumped into the river, right? They say it's better to live than to die. As long as you live, there will still be hope, right?
Chen Guixiang put the steaming egg soup on the bedside cabinet, sat down and held her daughter's hands.
These hands used to be soft and tender, and when she was just her daughter at home, she pampered her. She had 3 sons, so the manpower was enough. She only lets her daughter stay at home and lets her daughter help with cooking, feeding the chicken, watering the flowers and vegetables, and other simple chores.
It's only been 3 years since she was married off to the Lu family, and the daughter's hands have already become thick like this. For these past three years, she could imagine what kind of life she was leading in the Lu Family.
Chen Guixiang regretted that she didn't find out that there was something wrong with the Lu family. She regretted that she was not able to support her daughter, which caused her daughter to suffer these three years in vain.
That day, when her daughter came back with a bag in her back, her daughter's eyes were red and swollen, her hair was dishevelled. She was only in her early twenties; she should have been as bright as a flower, not withered and lifeless.
She said that the Lu family did not want her anymore, and her dowry was given back by the Lu family the next day.
Dong Jiahui's three brothers went to Xiaoling Village with their weapons to settle accounts with the Lu family. But Lu's family was also horrible, and directly claimed that Dong Jiahui had not been pregnant for three years after his marriage. There are three ways to be unfilial: having no sons is the worst. Dong Jiahui was married for three years, but she didn't give birth. In ancient times, it was also the life of repudiation.
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