Jiang Yan climbed over the wall into the yard and let the big wheel shield the Shi family's courtyard.

Shi Yuexiu still lived in the same room as before, but Shi Yuehua would come back to live there occasionally, so her things were not moved.

The small house that originally belonged to Jiang Yan has been converted into a storage room.

The Shi family's financial resources are not as great as before. The food and daily necessities at home have dropped several levels. After his bicycle was lost, Shi Dalei had no money to buy a new one, so it is not very convenient for him to travel now.

He used to smoke cigarettes that cost 20 cents a pack, but now he can’t even afford the 8 cents a pack. He occasionally buys a pack and can smoke it for many days.

It was very cold in the room, and Shi Dalei wrapped himself up like a dumpling.

If you don’t want to burn coal, you can only cover yourself with more quilts.

Jiang Yan stood beside the bed and suddenly had a belt in her hand. She lifted Shi Dalei's quilt expressionlessly and whipped him.

With a snap, the sound of a whip hitting flesh suddenly rang out.

Shi Dalei woke up from his sleep with a start, feeling a burning pain on his body. He quickly sat up and was about to curse when he was hit again.

This time, the blow hit him right on the face with such force that the skin on his face was almost rolled off.

Shi Dalei shouted, "Who is it? Which bastard..."

Before he could finish his words, the belt fell again, hitting his arm, and then again, hitting his head.

Shi Dalei's eyes were full of stars and he fell directly onto the kang. He quickly hugged the quilt tightly, trying to shrink inside it to avoid being whipped.

"Help, someone, someone is killing someone."

Silent fear condensed in Shi Dalei's heart, he didn't even see clearly who the other person was!