188. The bride committed suicide, sad(1/2)
Ma Dalan, who was so stingy and heartless, could not bear Sun Shenquan's request for help in the end.
But my aunt went with her.
This matter is indeed a bit unethical after all.
But this is the way of the world, can't it be done?
Obviously not that easy thing.
Sun Simiao also went to see what the so-called bride is like.
When I walked into the main hall of Huzi's house, I saw Huzi's mother wearing a red jacket and red pants that were not very new.
It seems that this was either taken up or she got married for the first time before.
There was a pair of scissors pressing against the neck, and the tip of the scissors had already made the neck bleeding.
He looked like a ghost with disheveled hair.
It's scary to see.
I said, it was you who forced me and locked me up every day, I don’t agree!
If it weren't for the day of marriage, she probably wouldn't have found a chance to touch the scissors.
The hoarse voice was full of stubbornness.
I thought the women here had been tortured by life and lost their blood, but now it seems that it is not the case.
Sun Simi laid Ma Dalan's arm.
Grandma, save her!
She really didn't say this because of the merit value that Baoyu reminded him.
But she really feels sad.
When did marriage become like this?
Moreover, looking at Hu Zi's mother's appearance, she doesn't seem to be very nostalgic for Hu Zi's father, but she doesn't want to be tied into this family again.
Sun Simiao has never been married, so she cannot experience that kind of despair.
But she has seen too many women who have been abused because of marriage.
When she went to a tribe or a remote place for free medical treatment in South Africa, she had seen too many women in marriages who came to see a doctor because she was a female doctor.
The abuse is still light, the most common is the scars on the indescribable parts of the body.
Most people with violent tendencies, especially men in domestic violence, tend to be more prone to sexual abuse.
Sun Simiao saw those women accepting the ointment with great gratitude, but never thought about getting divorced.
So when she saw Hu Zi's decisiveness, she suddenly felt soft-hearted.
Ma Dalan didn't know how many thoughts she had in her granddaughter's heart.
She also came from her wife, so she could naturally understand something.
Hu Zi Niang, let’s put down the scissors first, what can’t be said carefully?
Ma Dalan patted her granddaughter's head to reassure her.
She came over this kind of thing and planned to take care of it.
My aunt is here, just put down your scissors quickly! Don’t think I dare not beat you up!
The one who spoke was Hu Zi's father-in-law.
As long as this kind of daughter-in-law has not remarried and chooses to stay and raise the children, then the former in-laws can still control the widow.
And this father-in-law obviously also acted violently.
That's right, why did you feel wronged when you become my wife? When you enter my house, you are my woman. My brother is dead. What's wrong with me marrying you?
Hu Zi's uncle was wearing a big red flower in front of his chest, so he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.
There are a lot of fallacies.
Hu Zi's grandmother next to her also echoed.
This has been the custom for so many years, why can’t it be with the eldest daughter-in-law?
Hu Zi Niang looked dead gray:
I don’t want to marry again, so why can’t I just want to live with the tiger?
She doesn't want to be beaten or have another child.
She is afraid!
I was beaten by Hu Zi's father before, but there was no way. She was sold to Hu Zi's father as his wife by her mother.
But Hu Zi's father died, and she didn't want to find a man anymore.
Being a widow is great.
But these people disagree.
If you force me again, I will die!
Hu Zi's grandparents all looked at Ma Dalan.
Most of the people in this village still give Ma Dalan a very good face, she is fierce enough.
But at this time, Ma Dalan had a mean face and ignored these things at all.
It's simply a beast.
It’s a new society, and I still force others so much.
Call the police!
Ma Dalan couldn't say that she couldn't get married, nor could she say that she didn't care about it completely. This matter was very troublesome.
Then leave it to outsiders to deal with it.
Call the police!!!
Uncle Huzi was scared.
This is not true!
If the big blocker comes, what else is there?
A happy day cannot be such a bad thing.
I don't agree. I finally got married. This is my wife, and no one is allowed to care about it!
The banquet was also held, and this was his wife.
Everyone was watching the fun in the yard.
There are so many such things.
Sun Simiao always thinks that as she gets younger, her mind becomes smaller.
At this time, she did not just treat those women's bodies like she did in her previous life and would not interfere with their decisions.
This time she was a little angry and her anger came quickly.
Hu Zi, do you still want your mother?
Sun Simiao quietly approached Hu Zi and asked in a low voice.
The only one who really cares about Hu Zi’s mother is Hu Zi.
After all, these are two people who depend on each other for life.
think!
That was the only person in the world who was good to him, and grandparents were also good to him, but they were not as good as mother.
His mother could eat something for him and she would starve for several days, but his grandparents didn't know how to do it, and her uncle would even compete with him for food.
So no one can have no one, but she can't have no mother.
Sun Simiao was very satisfied with Hu Zi's answer.
Then you go find Uncle Dahai and ask him to ride his bicycle to the police station in the town to find someone!
Hu Zi nodded.
Although Miaomiao is young, her friends are used to obeying her words during this period.
After getting out of the crowd, Hu Zi ran to find Sun Dahai.
Sun Simiao rubbed her chin and thought about how to help delay time.
It takes more than twenty minutes to ride a bicycle to the town, and more than forty minutes to go back and forth, and there may be great variables between them.
But before she could figure out what to do, the eldest aunt spoke:
Hu Zi’s mother, would you like to recognize me as her godmother?
To be continued...