A very common thing triggered a conflict. Liu Zhigang smashed two cups and the father beat his son. Bai Xue could only cry secretly and made up his mind that no matter what happened in the future, he would not let the old man bother with him. .
But afterwards, her mother-in-law kept complaining in front of Bai Xue: "Liu Zhigang has never been beaten in his whole life. This is the first time since he got married."
Bai Xue knew that deep down, her mother-in-law looked down on her, hated herself, and cherished her son. No matter how frustrated I am, I can only remain silent. At that time, Bai Xue thought: "Who are you looking for? Why are everyone so bossy and unreasonable?" Bai Xue asked herself secretly, would Song Yu be like this if he were her husband? No, no, that's certainly not the case. Song Yu, Song Yu, what are you doing right now? you. . . . . Song Yu's name was piercing his heart like an awl. Bai Xue's heart was twitching. He looked left and right at the wide road. He didn't see any cars or people in the hazy twilight, so he walked across it leisurely. On the road, a chain under the purple-red bicycle drives a wheel behind it, slowly and steadily. Suddenly, everything was interrupted. . . . . . .
