"Her second uncle, according to what was said before, Xiaoyu won the competition!" As soon as Li said this, the Zhan family looked at Li with displeasure.
"You're such a troublemaker, you've already suffered so much, and you're still not satisfied? Are you trying to force me to death?" Old Mrs. Zhan jumped up from her chair and stood up.
Old Mrs. Zhan looked thin, but she rushed towards Mrs. Li with a fierce aura. She raised her hand and slapped Mrs. Li in the face, "I'll beat you to death, you're a house disturber!"
The scene that had just calmed down became chaotic again, with curses and persuasive voices mixed together with the sounds of footsteps and stools falling to the ground.
Mrs. Ma hurriedly grabbed the naughty old lady Zhan, and Mrs. Yao pretended to block her a few times, shouting at the top of her voice, "Mom, please tell me if you have something to say! Sister-in-law, please apologize to my mother quickly, you've made her so angry."
What's going on?"
"Hurry and hold Mom, don't fall!" Zhan Laoer yelled and rushed over to start a fight.
Looking at Zhan Feiyu mixed in the middle, Zhan Laoer's eyes changed viciously, and taking advantage of the darkness and chaos, he kicked Zhan Feiyu.
Instinctively alerted to the danger, Zhan Feiyu's eyes narrowed and his body swerved to the left.
Zhan Laoer's kick still hit the right side of Zhan Feiyu's waist. His short and fat body fell heavily to the ground, and Zhan Feiyu hissed in pain.
Zhan Laoer looked at Zhan Feiyu lying on the ground with sinister eyes. It was a pity. If this girl could lie on the bed for ten days and a half, everything would be solved.
Zhan Laoer retracted his legs and stood next to Mrs. Zhan, as if nothing had happened. In the chaos, no one else noticed the short stature of Zhan Feiyu.
Bang! Suddenly, crisp applause sounded, and everyone in the yard was stunned.
Zhan Feiyu raised his head and looked up, only to see that Li's cheek that had been hit was quickly red and swollen. Looking at Boss Zhan who was still stretching his arms to keep hitting, Zhan Feiyu's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Go back to the house!" Boss Zhan grabbed Li's shoulders with both hands and growled with a livid face, his teeth clenched as he seemed to be trying his best to suppress his irritable mood.
"Mom!" Zhan Feiyu didn't care about the pain of being kicked and thrown, and staggered up from the ground. He hugged Ms. Li's legs distressedly, looked up at the red corners of her eyes, and tears suddenly rolled down his face.
Come on, "Mom!"
His face was numb and swollen, and he was stunned for a long time. When he came back to his senses, Li patted Zhan Feiyu's head and looked at the angry boss Zhan coldly with disappointed eyes.
Seeing the slap marks on Mrs. Li's face, Boss Zhan already regretted it, but he still kept a tight face and growled in a hoarse voice in his anger, "It's me who's useless, I can't make any money, it's all me."
Be a loser to your father!"
With his wife and daughter on one side and his parents and brothers on the other, Boss Zhan was in pain like a trapped animal. He slammed his fist against the wall with a bang.
As if he still couldn't relieve the helplessness and irritability in his heart, Boss Zhan punched him hard again, as if this could vent his inner frustration.
"Brother!" Zhan Laosan saw the bloody back of Boss Zhan's hand, rushed over and hugged his arm, and cried out distressedly, "Brother, if you have something to say, please tell me, what are you doing!"
"Boss!" Old Man Zhan shouted sternly. Looking at his eldest son who was in pain and self-abuse, he cursed hastily: "If you have something to say, please tell me! Don't you want your right hand?"
In the silence, listening to the deep and rapid breathing of Boss Zhan, all the Zhan family members felt depressed and uncomfortable.
"Sister-in-law, I will take you back to your room." The frightened Mrs. Ma whispered, quickly held Mrs. Li's arm, then looked at Zhan Feiyu and said: "Xiaoyu, help your mother back to the house."
Looking at his mother with a dull expression in distress, Zhan Feiyu turned around and glanced at his father, who was standing by the wall like a tree with a bloody back on his right hand.
Unspeakable sadness welled up in my heart.
Suppressing his turbulent emotions, Zhan Feiyu held Li's hand and begged softly: "Mom, let's go back to the room."
Li didn't say anything. She was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. This time, even if the person who took action was Mrs. Zhan, Li was trying to save her face to get an explanation, but it was her own man who took action!
"Mother!" Looking at Mrs. Li who was heartbroken, Zhan Feiyu panicked and suddenly regretted why she went to the private school. If it wasn't for herself, mother would never have spoken!
Perhaps hearing the panic and fear in Zhan Feiyu's voice, Mrs. Li came back to her senses, held her daughter's hand in her big hand, turned around and walked back to the house.
He lit the oil lamp and the dim light illuminated the bedroom. Looking at his mother sitting blankly on the bed, Zhan Feiyu touched his painful right waist and finally said nothing.
"Xiaoyu, Mom is fine, don't be afraid." Ms. Li looked at her helpless daughter with distress, and touched her head comfortingly, "Your dad is the most violent person in the house, and his temper is only directed at us and my mother. Over the years, I have
We’re all used to it.”
Boss Zhan has no scheming ideas and doesn't speak up. He also has a stubborn temper and looks fierce, but in fact it's better to speak up. He would rather suffer some losses than have conflicts with outsiders.
He had suffered losses many times. After being spoken to by Mr. Li, Mr. Zhan felt embarrassed and would shout angrily, but he never took action. Today was the first time.
"Your second uncle has always been good at talking. Your father is convinced of him. If I hadn't been there to guard our house, our big house would have been completely squeezed by your second uncle." Ms. Li looked out the window, her eyes full of resentment. She only hated her own family.
Men have no brains, and no matter how transparent Mr. Li is, he still has troubles that he cannot express.
"Mom, let me get you a cloth to cool your face." Zhan Feiyu didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, turned around and walked out of the room. At this moment, she could understand the pain in her mother's heart better than anyone else.
If it was just the plan of the second uncle, neither I nor my mother would be afraid, but it was my father who stabbed both of their mothers with this soft knife. The frustration, depression and pain were the most tormenting.
Little Yao and Ma had just poured the cold well water they had brought up into the wooden basin when they saw Zhan Feiyu walking out of the bedroom with short legs.
Ma stretched her neck and took a look inside, then wrung out the towel and handed it over, "Xiaoyu, take it and apply it on your mother's face."
"Thank you, Third Aunt." Zhan Feiyu took the cloth and went back to the room, closing the door and blocking out the inquiring eyes of little Yao and Ma.
There was no ointment and only cold compresses with well water. Li's face was already red and swollen, her fingerprints were clearly visible, and there were dried blood stains on the cracked corners of her mouth.
Zhan Fei's nose turned sour, "Mother."
"It's useless, mother." Mrs. Li hugged Zhan Feiyu, and the tears she was holding back with her eyes closed finally fell silently.
Mrs. Li buried her face on her daughter's small shoulder, and her tears rolled down and soaked Zhan Feiyu's clothes.
"Mom, I can read and write without going to a private school." Zhan Feiyu's stubby arms hugged Ms. Li hard, and his previous firm belief in going to a private school suddenly collapsed.
All the money in the family is in grandma's hands, and dad has no business, so mom can't make a divorce with her dad for her own sake. And even if they do, she will have to stay in the Zhan family, and she won't be able to go to a private school.
A penny stumps a heroic man! Zhan Feiyu feels extremely sad.