The Day My Daughter Knelt Down and Begged Me to Pay for It, I Ran Away Overnight.

My husband died unexpectedly. On the first seven nights, my 19-year-old daughter pushed me and walked away. She didn't know that this push made me see the future in my dream: The man she begged me to fulfill on her knees would reveal his true colors after I took out the compensation; he would beat her pregnant until she gave birth prematurely; he would force me to work and pay tribute every month when I am old; I would die of cancer in a rented house at the age of fifty-two. And my daughter will stand numbly in front of the grave, with her granddaughter who has also been domestically abused. I thought it was just a bad dream. The next day, Fang Zhiqiang came to the door empty-handed and said that he wanted to propose marriage and asked me to provide a dowry. My daughter plopped down and knelt in front of me: "Mom! I am only your child, isn't what's yours mine?" I looked at her hand protecting her belly and smiled: "Okay, I'll make it happen for you!" The dowry of 100,000 yuan was transferred on the spot. She complained that I was stingy. He said it was okay, auntie, I will provide for you in the future. At five o'clock in the morning the next day, I took my late husband's photo and disappeared. He heard that after I left, he coaxed her into buying him a car; he heard that when she was eight months pregnant, he beat her into premature labor. And I met a real sweetheart in another city. I thought this would be it for the rest of my life. Until that day I received a call for help from my daughter: Mom...