Following her intuition, Jiang Zhiying finally took Xiao Lin to an ordinary house.
She released her mental power and observed carefully, and found that it was a small courtyard with its own entrance and yard, which was even worse than Wu Youwei's previous house.
One is small, and the other is a more dilapidated house with a mess inside. It can be seen that the person living in it has never cleaned it properly.
And Liu Cuihua was not the only one living there. Besides her, there was also a middle-aged man who cursed loudly and a young man with a scoundrelly demeanor.
Liu Cuihua was sweeping the floor lazily.
Suddenly, a young man dressed fashionably came out of the house, pushing his bicycle and preparing to go out.
When Liu Cuihua saw him, she quickly called out to him, "Dongliang, it's so late, why are you still going out? Where are you going?"
The young man named Dongliang said impatiently: "Mom, why do you care so much? I have an appointment with my friends and I won't be back tonight."
After saying that, he quickly pushed his bicycle out the door and rode away.
Liu Cuihua dropped her broom and ran to the door. Seeing that her son had already run away, she could only close the door depressedly, turned around and walked back to the yard, complaining to the middle-aged man sitting in a chair to enjoy the cool air: "Why are you still sitting here? Dongliang ran out just now, why didn't you stop him?"
The man immediately glared at her fiercely: "Why should I stop him? He's out playing, why should I stop him? He's not a virgin who has to stay at home all day. Hurry up and sweep your floor, and don't bother me!"
Liu Cuihua was obviously very afraid of him, and after being scolded by him, she went to sweep the floor obediently.
Not long after, the man suddenly said again: "Give me ten dollars, I am useful."
While he was speaking, he remained seated in his chair without moving, like a landlord.
Liu Cuihua didn't reply, as if she hadn't heard him. The man waited for a while, and when she didn't respond, he immediately walked towards her in anger and kicked her to the ground: "I asked you to take the money, and you pretended to be deaf!"
"Hey, hey, hey... I didn't... I really didn't... I didn't hear it just now... Ah! Don't hit me! I'll go get you the money right away."
The man kicked Liu Cuihua a few times in anger, cursing, "What's the point of me marrying you? You only gave me one son in all these years, and the rest are just money-losing goods! If I had known you were so useless, I shouldn't have married you in the first place! Go get the money!"
Liu Cuihua seemed to have gotten used to it. She held her head with her hands, curled up and lay on the ground, preventing the man from kicking her vital parts.
It was not until the man urged her to take the money that she got up, ran into the house, found ten yuan, and handed it to the man carefully: "Here, this is the ten yuan you asked for."
The ten yuan she took was not an integer, but a few cents piled up together, so it was a thick stack in her hand.
The man snatched the money from her hand and kicked her to the ground, cursing and saying, "You took so long to come out, you made me wait on purpose, didn't you?"
He counted the money while speaking, and after he finished counting, he kicked Liu Cuihua: "Why is this money not enough? It's 50 cents short. Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"
Liu Cuihua quickly said, "No...it shouldn't be...I...I counted it specifically, it's exactly ten...ah!"
Before she could finish her words, the man kicked her again as if to vent his anger, and she shrank back in pain.
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