"Shut up, Mrs. Wang, shut up right there." Lingling's mother shouted at Mrs. Wang.

When Mrs. Wang saw Lingling's parents, she didn't stop talking and said with a smile, "Oh, the in-laws are here. In my opinion, Lingling has been married before, so it's not appropriate to have a big wedding. Lingling can just bring her things to my house. And those three... Oh, no, the three girls won't come with you."

"My son already has three daughters, and raising three more is really difficult. My in-laws are so understanding, I believe you can understand, right?"

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. Who are your relatives? Old Lady Wang, how dare you bully my daughter and ruin her reputation?" When Lingling's mother heard what Old Lady Wang said, she was so angry that smoke came out of her head, and the finger she pointed at Wang Po was shaking.

Mrs. Wang was also a talented person. When she saw that Lingling's mother was very angry with her, she pretended not to see it, pulled Wang Lai and asked him to call them father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Wang Lai was reluctant at first, but no matter what Liu said, she had been with him for so many years and had given birth to three daughters for him.

He couldn't marry another girl named Lingling in front of so many villagers and make Liu a laughing stock.

But after listening to what Wang Po said, he felt that it made sense. Liu couldn't give birth to a son, so why couldn't he find someone else to have another child?

Besides, it was Lingling who injured Liu, and she will not be able to have children in the future.

He should be thankful that he is not causing trouble for Liu and not beating her up.

And there's Lingling, she's already been with another man, she's a second-hand commodity. If he wants her, Lingling must cry bitterly with gratitude.

After thinking it through, Wang Lai felt that he was a great philanthropist because he had saved two women, Liu and Lingling.

He was so full of sense of justice that he had no memory of shame and only wanted to get Lingling home.

Not only did he have an extra woman, but he also had one more person to earn money at home.

At night, he no longer thought about the widow at the village entrance, and could still have fun with Liu and Lingling in the room.

Suddenly, a lot of yellow waste appeared in Wang Lai's mind, and his body also reacted.

Everyone looked at Wang Lai's expression and thought that Wang Lai was unwilling, and felt that Wang Lai still had some sense of shame.

Who would have thought that Wang Lai could have such messy thoughts in broad daylight.

Mrs. Wang knew her son very well. She knew what he was thinking just by looking at Wang Lai's reaction.

Although I felt a little disappointed in him, I couldn't bring myself to hit him.

He pulled Wang Lai's hand and pushed down hard, causing Wang Lai to kneel on the ground.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Wang Lai's knee hurt so much that he said something angrily.

However, Mrs. Wang ignored Wang Lai and instead spoke nicely to Lingling's parents.

"My dear father-in-law, my mother-in-law, look, Wang Lai has already kowtowed to you, so just accept him as your son-in-law! From now on, when Lingling comes to my house, Liu will be the younger one. Don't worry about being bullied. Just wait for your daughter to enjoy the happiness!"

The moment Wang Lai knelt down, Lingling's parents moved aside. They had been honest all their lives. Seeing that Wang Po was so unreasonable, they felt that they were no match for her, so they went to find the village chief.

"Brother, you are Lingling's uncle, you can't push Lingling into the fire pit."

The village chief is Lingling's father's older brother, so he will naturally stand on his younger brother's side.

What's more, this was indeed Wang Po's wishful thinking. With so many people present, everyone knew what Wang Po was planning.

"Don't worry, Lingling grew up under my care."

Mrs. Wang knew the relationship between the village chief and Lingling's family and did not think there was anything wrong with it.