As soon as Zhao Jianguo died, his mother-in-law and sister-in-law tried their best to evict Li Xiaoling and their two daughters and seize the real estate and pension.
"You are a bastard, go back to your parents' home with these two losers!" Facing her sarcastic mother-in-law, Li Xiaoling sneered, picked up a kitchen knife and smashed the water tank in the yard: "It's okay to separate the family, but the founding of the country is a pension that is exchanged for one's life. You can't miss a penny, otherwise no one will be able to live!"
She took her daughter out of the house, and the whole village was waiting to see her starve to death on the streets.
Unexpectedly, she set up a street stall, opened a restaurant, and built a factory. Her life became more and more prosperous, and she became the famous richest woman in the country.
A few years later, my mother-in-law and sister-in-law looked at Santana parked at the entrance of the village. Their intestines were so regretful that they knelt in the mud and begged her to come back.
Li Xiaoling kicked it away: "Go away, don't dirty my new shoes!"
