When Xiao Ning learned about this custom, she felt as if her entire worldview had been shattered.
She suddenly understood more and more why Zhuo Xiaoying’s case was so bizarre.
In a village with such a rotten worldview, even her own daughter-in-law could be used to sleep with others and earn money. Then selling her own daughter to earn money was not a strange thing that she could not understand!
The soil of sin would never be stingy to bloom the flower of sin!
This small village that was quiet on the surface but rotten on the inside stirred up a little ripple on this late autumn night.
The door of accountant Zhuo’s house was knocked on.
A chubby city man, dressed in shabby clothes and covered in injuries, said that his business had gone bankrupt and that he had been chased here by his creditors. He begged to stay for a night.
Accountant Zhuo coldly refused.
He was not as honest and honest as the rumors said.
