Chapter 20 Injury

"What are you doing? The household registration book is in my hands, you can't take it away."

"That's money I earned from selling eggs with all my hard work! How dare you ask for it? You're shameless!"

She pointed at Lu Weidong's nose while taking a small, quick step back.

Lu Weidong had been holding back his anger all day, and now that he had been beaten, his rage flared up instantly.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were wide open.

His fists clenched slowly at his waist, the knuckles making a cracking sound.

He rolled up his sleeves and approached Shen Cuifen.

Then, sounds of fighting and cursing came from the room.

"You woman, I'll beat you to death!" "Come on! You dare come in and see for yourself!"

Hearing the noise, Old Mrs. Zhao, who had just lain down, immediately got up and ran into the yard.

He was wearing a cotton-padded coat with the hem pulled up incorrectly, slippers on, and not even a cane for support.

But her eyes were bright and her lips curled into an undisguised smile.

Listening to the sound of slapping coming from inside the room, I felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

"Wei Dong, hit her hard! Let her know what's what!"

She stomped her feet and shouted in the yard.

"If she gets hurt, her parents will have to carry her out! This woman should have been disciplined long ago!"

Lu Zhong, Lu Zhongping, and Lu Fuhua were all lying in bed, already used to the noise.

The three of them turned over and went back to sleep.

No one got up to look, they just wrapped themselves tighter in their blankets.

Only Lu Zhong muttered a curse under his breath:

Serves you right!

Lu Xiuwei also heard the noise and rushed out without even putting on her shoes.

A cold wind swept in, and I hopped on the ground.

Her heart was pounding, tears welled in her eyes, and she ran while shouting, "Mom, where are you? Stop arguing with Dad!"

"Dad! Don't hit Mom!"

She finally rushed to the door and reached out to push it open.

But they were ruthlessly kept outside by the cold door lock.

The door had an old-fashioned latch with an iron buckle and a brass lock; once inserted from the inside, it would close tightly.

She pushed the door while crying, but unexpectedly the door was locked from the inside.

They scratched at the door panel with their fingers, almost breaking their nails.

He kicked a few times, but in the end, he only hurt the back of his foot.

Lu Xiuwei was sweating profusely with anxiety, and the banging on the door became more and more urgent.

She practically crashed into it with her whole body.

"Mom! Let me in!"

Until Lu Weidong's cries for help came from inside the house.

She and Grandma Zhao finally realized what was happening.

It turns out that Lu Weidong was the one who had been beaten all along!

Old Mrs. Zhao's legs went weak and she almost fell over, while Lu Xiuwei froze in her tracks.

Lu Xiuwei was finally relieved.

She let out a long breath, wiped away her tears, and suddenly felt that the door was no longer scary; a faint smile even appeared on her face.

"Help! Shen Cuifen has gone mad! She's trying to kill me! Aren't you kids going to help her?"

Lu Weidong screamed with all his might.

"Fuquan, Zhongping, get up quickly! Your father might really be in trouble!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Old Lady Zhao quickly shouted loudly towards the house.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fuquan and Lu Zhongping hurriedly got up.

Before I could even put on my coat, it was ripped off, and my hair was sticking up like a bird's nest.

Lu Fuhua was still trembling like a leaf in his bed.

He had no intention of getting out of bed, nor did he dare to get involved in this mess. He curled up like a shrimp and hid in the blankets, praying that the matter would pass quickly.

Everyone was stunned when the two brothers burst through the door.

The scene inside the house was shocking, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

The crowd looked at each other, none daring to take another step.

In the dim light, Shen Cuifen's face was flushed, and her expression was indescribable.

She gripped the scissors tightly in her hand, blood still dripping from the tips.

Drop by drop, it spreads a scarlet stain on the floor.

Lu Weidong collapsed to the ground in pain, his body twitching slightly.

His hands and legs were covered in blood, and his clothes were torn.

No one knows exactly where she stabbed herself or how many times.

Because of the chaos, all people saw was Shen Cuifen raising the scissors and hearing a low, muffled scream.

Old Mrs. Zhao stood at the door, her body suddenly trembling.

Looking at the scene on the ground, she was completely unable to accept what was happening before her.

"Murder! Murder! Shen Cuifen has murdered someone!"

Shen Cuifen was panting heavily, her breathing rapid.

"Shut up!"

She uttered those two words coldly.

Old Mrs. Zhao was so frightened that her heart trembled violently.

He trembled and hurriedly covered his mouth with his aged hand, no longer making a sound.

Her throat moved a few times, as if she wanted to scream but held it back.

Lu Xiuwei was the first to recover.

Although she was also frightened, she forced herself to calm down.

As a daughter-in-law, she was one of the closest people to Shen Cuifen over the years.

She knew that comforting Shen Cuifen was the most important thing at this moment.

Do not provoke the other party, lest the situation become even more out of control.

So she carefully stepped forward and gently extended her hand.

He took the blood-stained scissors from between the exhausted Shen Cuifen's fingers.

Then she comforted her, saying, "Mom, calm down."

"We can get a divorce soon and live a peaceful life. If a murder occurs, then everything will be over."

Seeing that Shen Cuifen no longer resisted or held a weapon, Lu Zhong, who had been standing aside unsure of what to do, slowly stepped forward, squatted down, and began to examine Lu Weidong's injuries.

At a glance, it's clear that Lu Weidong has been hit in quite a few places.

There are scars of varying degrees on his arms and legs.

Some of the cuts looked deeper, and the amount of blood seeping out was noticeably greater.

Fortunately, it hasn't been determined whether the fatal wound was broken.

Lu Weidong, lying on the ground, was twisting his body, writhing and groaning.

A hint of panic flashed across Shen Cuifen's face.

She had heard a similar story from Dr. Chen, the village doctor, when she went to the village clinic for treatment before.

There was a woman who had suffered domestic violence for a long time until one day she could no longer bear it.

When she resisted with the knife, she accurately avoided her husband's vital parts.

It is said that she has some medical knowledge.

This is why no one died, and it also created an opportunity for reduced criminal liability in the subsequent judicial process.

Shen Cuifen listened very attentively and silently memorized which areas were safe to touch but absolutely must not be touched.

But just now, in that dim lighting situation...

Despite her efforts to conserve her strength and avoid fatal points, she was still filled with a lingering sense of unease.

I was afraid that my judgment was wrong.

She stared at the man still moving on the ground, her heart pounding.

He kept replaying in his mind how he had made his move.

"They shouldn't be hurt... right?"

The thought kept churning in my mind.

After a moment of silence, she looked up at the two people who were still standing there, stunned.

"What are you two standing there for? Go find Dr. Chen! And call the police while you're at it! Don't just stand there like idiots!"

Everyone sprang into action instantly.

Coming to her senses, Old Lady Zhao slapped her thigh and jumped up from her chair, swinging her arms as she began to loudly direct her two brothers.