Chapter 47 I'm Not a Sick Cat
As long as we can establish rules for this family, it's all worth it, no matter how tiring it is.
In the kitchen, Lu Xiuwei cooked a pot of thick soup and stir-fried a plate of shredded potatoes.
Although they were just ordinary dishes, they were steaming hot, which made people feel at ease.
Seeing the weight, Shen Cuifen felt reassured, and a smile appeared on her lips.
It was exactly the right amount for the mother and her two children.
It seems that my daughter already understands without me having to say anything more.
From now on, I'll only cook for the three of them.
"Xiuwei, go and call your sister for dinner."
As Shen Cuifen sat down, she began to speak.
Lu Xiuwei responded and got up to leave.
They moved swiftly and didn't ask any further questions.
In fact, Lu Xiuye had already woken up and was doing her homework in the room.
She always gets up early, and last night's events made her happy, so she's especially energetic today.
When Lu Weidong was being beaten, she was secretly laughing in the room and almost couldn't help but clap and cheer.
He always bullies her and her sister, but this time it's finally his turn to suffer.
A moment later, Lu Xiuye entered the kitchen with a smile.
She walked along laughing, her face beaming with undisguised smugness.
Just as he was about to speak, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, suddenly came from the courtyard.
"Ouch! That hurts so much!"
Shen Cuifen was startled.
The three of them immediately peeked out of the kitchen doorway and looked into the yard to see what had happened.
Because the scream actually came from Lu Weidong.
Yang Juanhua, holding a bottle of liquor, stood frozen in place, unsure of what to do with her hands.
Her face was pale, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Lu Weidong rolled on the ground, crying out for his parents in pain.
He was covering his buttocks with one hand, twisting and turning on the ground, his face contorted in pain.
Lu Xiuwei and Lu Xiuye had just peeked out when they realized something was wrong and immediately shrank back inside.
They hadn't realized what was happening yet.
But judging from the exposed half of her buttocks, it seems that Yang Juanhua was the one who did it.
It turns out that half of Lu Weidong's buttocks were exposed!
What a disgrace!
"Oh my goodness! My son! What's wrong with you!"
Yang Juanhua was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, her face turned pale, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
Shen Cuifen curled her lips into a smile.
"You haven't disinfected properly, you need to spray some more!"
After she finished speaking, she deliberately leaned closer to examine Lu Weidong's injury, pretending to be very professional.
Yang Juanhua was already in a panic and had no time to figure out what Shen Cuifen meant.
My mind was a complete mess; all I could think about was treating the wound as quickly as possible.
She grabbed the bottle, tilted her head back and took a swig, then sprayed the contents onto Lu Weidong's buttocks.
Before Lu Weidong could speak, a burning pain shot from his buttocks to his forehead, making his eyes red.
"Ouch, that hurts so much!"
He shouted loudly, covering his buttocks with both hands.
He rolled around on the ground.
He was writhing on the ground in pain, his face deathly pale and his lips turning blue.
Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.
Suppressing a laugh, Shen Cuifen said in a mocking tone, "Not enough, not enough, have another bite!"
As she spoke, she gestured for others to continue.
Lu Weidong was so scared he almost flew out of his skin.
"No, no!"
His voice was distorted, trembling with sobs, and he curled up into a ball.
Before she could finish speaking, Yang Juanhua had already swiftly spat out another mouthful of wine.
Shen Cuifen couldn't stop laughing at his ridiculous appearance.
"Keep spraying! Don't stop!"
"Stop yelling, Mom! Are you trying to kill me?! Why are you listening to Shen Cuifen's nonsense?!"
Lu Weidong was in so much pain he was almost crying, and his voice was trembling with sobs.
But he still forced himself to finish what he had to say.
Otherwise, he'd get yelled at again in the next second, and he couldn't stand that.
Shen Cuifen is really ruthless.
Her spraying motion was quick and precise.
His buttocks were practically rotten from being soaked in alcohol.
Just after Shen Cuifen left, Yang Juanhua pulled up her pants.
Seeing the blood almost made him faint; his face turned pale, and his hand trembled so much he nearly dropped the bottle.
She quickly ran back to the main room to retrieve the wine bottle.
Before Lu Weidong could react, another round of drinks came down, making him gasp for breath in pain.
But he spoke too late; his butt got hit again.
Lu Weidong was in so much pain that his body was stiff and rigid before he remembered to pull up his pants.
But the moment the fabric touched the wound, the pain was excruciating, making him grit his teeth.
Shen Cuifen laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, wiping away tears as she laughed.
Sure enough, no matter how cunning a bad person is, they can't outwit a fool who makes a snap decision.
"Shen Cuifen, are you doing this on purpose?!"
Yang Juanhua then realized that she had been tricked.
Shen Cuifen smiled and nodded: "That's right."
Yang Juanhua was so angry that her teeth itched.
But she couldn't beat Shen Cuifen; she didn't even have the right to make a move.
She could only curse him in her heart.
"Mom! I'm in so much pain! Please help me!"
Lu Weidong's voice was choked with sobs.
He twisted and turned on the ground.
His buttocks felt like they were on fire, burning and painful.
When Yang Juanhua heard her son cry out in pain, she quickly put down the wine bottle in her hand and staggered to her feet.
She didn't bother wiping her mouth or straightening her clothes.
He rushed to Lu Weidong's side and reached out to help him.
She first braced herself against the wall with one hand, bent down, and reached out with the other hand to pull Lu Weidong's arm.
Even after pulling several times, they still couldn't lift him up.
Lu Weidong was too heavy, and she was too old and not strong enough.
It can't be pulled.
She tried several times, but each time she could only lift it up a little bit.
I ended up sweating profusely from exhaustion.
"Lu Zhonghe! Lu Fuquan! You two ingrates!"
Yang Juanhua couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses.
She was panting heavily and shouting loudly, her voice hoarse.
"Are you still going to get married or not! If you don't get out here and help me up, I'll never acknowledge you again!"
Lu Weidong grumbled and cursed at the same time.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't sit up, so he simply lay on the ground and screamed.
He knew that all his sons had very sharp ears.
Normally you can't hear me calling you to do something, but now you're making such a commotion.
I don't believe those kids can pretend to be asleep!
Sure enough, right after he finished yelling, his two sons came out one after the other.
Lu Zhonghe walked ahead, his steps slow, as if he had just woken up.
Lu Fuquan walked behind, his face gloomy and his steps heavy.
"Hey Dad, what's wrong? Why are you lying on the floor?"
Lu Zhonghe frowned and asked, feigning concern.
Lu Fuquan remained silent, his face tense and expressionless.
He stood at the door, looking at Lu Weidong, but did not go forward.
"Are you blind? I'm injured!"
Lu Weidong was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Lu Zhonghe's nose and cursed, trying to get up by himself while supporting himself with his hands, but he collapsed again after only half of his push-up.
Lu Zhonghe seemed to just realize what was happening and quickly ran forward to help him.
As he walked, he reached out his hand, saying, "Dad, don't worry, I'll help you."
But as soon as he reached out, a stench mixed with pig manure and liquor assaulted his nostrils.
The smell was sour and foul, making him dizzy and turning his face pale.
He immediately withdrew his hand, frowned, and took a half step back, muttering, "This smell is too strong."
"I'm going to find Dr. Chen!"
After Lu Zhonghe finished speaking, he turned to leave.
Lu Fuquan, who had been silent all along, suddenly moved.
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