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Chapter 777 Guilty

Wang Xiaoyu cries every day.

Whenever it was fine, he scolded Wang Haiyang and Xu Caixia.

"Cry... Bastard, if you have a wife, forget your sister, you are not my elder brother..."

"Bitch, bitch, shameless..."

At first, Wang Xiaoyu scolded him fiercely.

Within half a day, he started crying. He wanted to see Wang Haiyang and Xu Jiahe. He knew something was wrong.

But this is useless. No one here knows her, let alone sympathizes with her.

Not working, right?

Then just be hungry, you will be hungry for one day, and you will be hungry for two days, and see if you can do it!

After being hungry for a day, Wang Xiaoyu could no longer bear it. She followed others to go to work. Her hands and feet were blisters.

Wang Haiyang had never seen her, nor did anyone else.

Once, Xu Jiahe went there and asked someone to watch Wang Xiaoyu work. Of course, Wang Xiaoyu didn't know.

Fortunately, the weather is not hot now. The food left at noon is still edible at night.

Then he solemnly handed the money to Bian Chunlan and explained to her that this was his mother's compensation to the Xu family, and her mother also said in the telegram that Wang Xiaoyu would suffer a little more, and not do anything for her, and not feel guilty.

A girl's house took the train to such a distance. When she arrived at her sister-in-law's house, she would steal other people's food and make a spoil of swearing. Is this still something humans do?

Liu Huiru immediately returned the telegram and remitted 100 yuan in compensation to the Xu family.

Telegram and remittance arrive at the same time.

Just a few days before Xu Caixia started school, Wang Haiyang received a telegram and a remittance slip.

He is not the kind of unreasonable person. Even if his sister makes a mistake, he will not hide it, nor will he be angry with his wife.

Although her daughter is married, Bian Chunlan is now a habit of cooking for two more people, because she is afraid that Xu Caixia and Wang Haiyang will go home hungry.

Then the postman will hand over the remittance form and telegram to Wang Haiyang. Wang Haiyang can go to the post office to withdraw money with his ID card or letter of introduction.

It was her kindness that finally made Wang Xiaoyu feel bad, which made people very angry.

Liu Huiru, Mr. Wang, and Mrs. Wang were almost ashamed to death when she heard this news.

Wang Haiyang sent a telegram to his family telling them that Wang Xiaoyu had come to the Xu family to make trouble.

While there is no reason to annoy his wife, and it is a big mistake, many rural men are just the opposite.

These are what Wang Xiaoyu should bear!

Bian Chunlan refused, and she was not angry. Although she lost a pot, as his man Xu Jiahe said, they saw Wang Haiyang’s choice between his family and Caixia.

In addition, Wang Haiyang's family has a good attitude, and she cannot ask for money, which makes people look down on her daughter.

Xu Jiahe is not allowed to send people to labor reform. Otherwise, he will follow the path of family scandals being undisclosed and make his wife swallow his anger.

"Haiyang, you'd better give the money back to your mother. We really have nothing to do with this. You and Caixia sent a broken iron pot in time. This did not even affect the cooking. As for the order, it's nothing. This was originally prepared for you and Caixia. If you don't eat it, it's the same for everyone."

This hundred yuan means compensation for the Xu family. Wang Haiyang rode his bicycle to the county post office and took out the money.

The content of the telegram was to leave Wang Haiyang alone, let her starve to death, and let her die uncomfortable.

"Mom, this money is what you deserve. It's not just a matter of pot, it's a kind of etiquette...it involves a lot of things."

After all, it is because the Wang family members did not educate their children well.

While punishing Wang Xiaoyu, people outside will poke the backbone of Wang Xiaoyu's parents.

Therefore, Liu Huiru felt particularly guilty about this matter.
Chapter completed!
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