Mr Xu Stay in Line to Remarry

Lin Xiahua could feel the fierce atmosphere of the shovel. Just as Lin Doukou raised her hand, a wisp of hair in front of her forehead was lifted up. If the shovel came down, would it kill her?

Lin Xiahua closed her eyes in fright.

His hands held his father's urn more tightly.

Lin Doukou is also hard hearted. She has been dazzled by hatred for a long time. She finally seizes this opportunity. If she goes down with this shovel, she must kill Lin Xiahua.

How can there be such a woman as Lin Xiahua in the world? Just like God specially sent to punish her, he robbed everything that originally belonged to her. Shouldn't this kind of person die?

Why don't you send her to hell today.

The big deal is a dead end!

Kuangdang -

Lin Xiahua subconsciously shrinks her neck, but she doesn't feel the expected pain. The time has passed, far beyond her expectation.

"Are you all right? Get up

Ear a familiar voice sounded, a warm palm on her shoulder, pull her whole person from the pit.

It was Xu Yimo who arrived in time.

I should have arrived long ago. As a result, I was delayed for a while on the way. Unexpectedly, something big happened.

"How's it going? Did you hurt anything? Let me see if you're hurt? " Xu Yimo anxiously looks at Lin Xiahua. He doesn't know if Lin Xiahua has been beaten before they come. Don't beat a good daughter-in-law.

Lin Xiahua is still a little confused. He doesn't know what happened just now. He thinks he will die!

"I'm fine Yimo, father, he... " Lin Xiahua sobbed and said, the big tears flowed down, she had not cried so sad for a long time.

How can Lin Doukou treat his father like this?

That's their common father.

How can he die, and the spirit of heaven cannot rest?

My father will blame her for not being a good sister, which has caused the present situation.

"It's OK, it's ok Don't cry. I'll try to bury my father-in-law again. Don't cry... " Xu Yimo quickly put people into his arms and coaxed her like a child.

What happened today is a great blow to Lin Xiahua. He knows that in the heart of this kind woman, only her father is untouchable.

"Xu Yimo, you're interfering in our family's affairs again! You husband and wife unite to bully me. Why are you not afraid of your father's spirit in heaven? Lin Xiahua, put away your hypocrisy

Lin Doukou only hated why he didn't start earlier and end Lin Xiahua's life earlier. But when he wanted to start, Xu Yimo appeared in time.

Every time.

Every time, it's just in time.

Why? Why does God always care for her?

In Lin Doukou's eyes, the crying Lin Xiahua makes her sick. She feels that Lin Xiahua is more hypocritical than herself. She really wants to rush up and tear up her mask.

Xu Yimo protects Lin Xiahua behind him. With him here, Lin Doukou doesn't dare to start any more. Xu Yimo's eyes, which look at Lin Doukou, are full of anger.

"I warn you, don't blame me for being rude to you if you dare to do anything wrong again! I don't care about your family, but you can't bully my people! " Xu Yimo said word by word, words as sharp as a knife.

Since he finished cleaning up Lin's mother, he has never been in charge of Lin's affairs. Sometimes he even allowed Lin Doukou to act recklessly. For several times, Lin Doukou has not been investigated for excessive things, which can be regarded as magnanimous to her.

But this woman again and again, again and again to do harm to Lin Xiahua, can't bear.

"Xu Yimo -" Lin Doukou roared out his name. Her eyes were full of hatred and jealousy. She felt that her whole face was distorted and ugly.

Her voice was very shrill and frightening. A loud cry calmed everything around her and focused only on her.

Lin Doukou continued: "one of the things I regret most in my life is falling in love with you. I hate you. I will not let you go easily!"

Her threat has nothing to do with Xu Yimo. Although this woman is cruel enough, Xu Yimo is not afraid of her at all, let alone ignore her.

"Let's go!" Xu Yimo hugs Lin Xiahua's shoulder and completely ignores Lin Doukou's threat to him. He doesn't even have a redundant look in his eyes, so he takes Lin Xiahua away from the cemetery.

Lin Xiahua took away her father's urn. Lin Doukou couldn't realize her wish. She buried her mother's and father's ashes together and angered her again!

"Lin Xiahua, Xu Yimo -- you wait for me, I won't make you feel better --" Lin Doukou looked at the back of the two people leaving. His eyes were full of blood, biting his teeth and stamping his feet, shouting loudly. The shrill voice floated back and forth in the quiet cemetery, which sounded more strange.Lin Doukou's farce has finally come to an end. How can she not know that she is a farce? She knows that she is unreasonable, but she always likes to make the impossible possible.

Breaking the rules is good.

But also in reasonable circumstances.

Otherwise, it's the end of the road!

In the car, Lin Xiahua held her father's urn and cried. Even Xu Yimo, who was sitting on one side, didn't persuade him. In fact, he knew that Lin Xiahua needed such a vent to cry out the accumulated grievances for a long time.

After about half an hour, Lin Xiahua's cry slowly became smaller, and finally just a small sob. Her tears made her father's ashes box wet.

Xu Yimo wiped Lin Xiahua's tears with his handkerchief and comforted him gently: "don't cry. It's not your fault. Your father-in-law won't blame you."

"But I feel useless..." Lin Xiahua tried to suck her nose. Her nose was completely blocked. She could only breathe heavily with her mouth.

When she saw those people digging their father's grave, she really had an impulse to rush up and work hard. How could she do that?

How can Lin Doukou do such a thing?

Don't you mean the dead are big? How aggrieved is it that a person can't be respected even after he dies?

Xu Yimo hooked Lin Xiahua into his arms and just gently told her, "it doesn't matter. I have selected a cemetery for my father-in-law. In two days, I will move the tombs of my father-in-law and mother-in-law together and let them be buried together."

Don't say too much about comfort.

Just do what you need to do.