On the Day I Was Furloughed, I Took My Mother-In-Law and Made as Much Money as the Whole Village.

After three years of marriage, Shen Qinghe worked as a cow and horse in her husband's family. She did laundry, cooking, working in the fields, and even paid for her husband's education by selling her dowry. But in the end, her mother-in-law thought she had been childless for three years, her husband thought she was vulgar and useless, her sister-in-law stole her jewelry and wore her new clothes, and after the family drained her blood, they wanted to kick her out with a divorce letter. On the day she was laid off, the whole village came to watch her laugh. Everyone thought she would cry, kneel, and beg the Li family to give her another way to live. But Shen Qinghe took the divorce letter and began to settle the score. Bring me the dowry money! Hand over the stolen silver hairpin! In the past three years, she has done all the accounting for the Li family, and she can't even think of missing a penny! She tore apart the pretense of her husband's family in public, forced her evil mother-in-law to cough up money, beat her sister-in-law to shame, and even overturned her scumbag ex-husband's desire to marry another high-class girl. After divorcing his wife, the Li family lost all face, but she returned to her parents' home in glory with money in her pocket. Everyone said that a divorced woman would starve to death sooner or later if she returned to her parents' family who were too poor to take the trouble. Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghe turned around and set up a stall—— A pot of braised food sells half the street, and a bowl of cold skin sells out the entire street. From setting up a stall to opening a shop, from a courtyard to a business, With her sick mother, honest father, and thin younger siblings, she gradually turned her poor mother's family into the richest family in the village. Later, the evil mother-in-law shamelessly came to admit her marriage, and the sister-in-law cried and begged to take her away. The ex-husband even turned red with regret and knelt outside the door begging her to come back. Shen Qinghe was sitting in the new house, smiling lightly—— "When I was in trouble, you wanted to trample me to death. Now that I'm rich, I want to get a share of the pie? It's late. "