The next moment, his mouth was blocked. Li Juan gestured in front of her mouth with a kitchen knife: "Shh, we can't let others laugh at our family. I want them to envy me for having a good husband."
The kitchen knife was raised again and brought down in front of Zhang Xi's horrified eyes.
From that day on, Zhang Xi was no longer as ferocious as before. Li Juan tied him to the bed, with his legs bare below the knees.
Li Juan was in a very good mood. She went out to work every day, came home early, kissed his face, cooked for him, and talked about the love stories she encountered every day.
"Today I was collecting bottles, and someone took pity on me and gave me all the leftover water."
"I saw a child who looked like our son. Unfortunately, his parents came to pick him up. Otherwise, I would definitely bring him back for you to see."
"Hubby, why don't you eat it? Isn't it delicious? I worked so hard to make this."
Zhang Xi looked at the paste in front of him and forced himself to swallow it, suppressing the discomfort.
Li Juan smiled: "That's good, my good husband. Do you want to hit me today? Come, I'll let you hit me." She stretched her face over. Zhang Xi'er's hands were also tied, and he just shook his head repeatedly.
"I was wrong, honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you! Please let me go!"
"What are you talking about, husband?"
"Didn't you say before that someone asked you to divorce? Divorce, you can divorce now, I won't drag you down!" Zhang Xi found a reason that convinced everyone.
Li Juan was stunned for a moment, then her expression suddenly changed: "Divorce? I've been so good to you, and you want to divorce me?"
Zhang Xi was frightened by her sudden outburst.
Li Juan jumped off the bed and paced back and forth, a ferocious expression on her face: "I know, I know, you have a mistress again, right? Is it that Wang Xiaoling? Is it her?"
Zhang Xi shook his head desperately: "No, no."
"How could you find a mistress? How could you do this to me!"
Seeing Li Juan grab the kitchen knife, Zhang Xi'er's face turned pale.
Zhang Xi'er was very lucky. Even if his hands and feet were chopped off, it did not affect his survival. Li Juan said when she was feeding him that he would definitely live a long life.
Looking at the neurotic woman in front of him, Zhang Xi cursed himself more than once.
But he wasn't cursing himself for what he had done, but for not getting rid of her sooner.
But it's too late now.
As time passed, Zhang Xi became more and more desperate, but he was tenacious.
The residents nearby all knew that there was an old woman living in this small, dilapidated house. She made a living by begging for money and picking up scraps every day. It was said that there was a disabled person in her family, and some people donated money to them for this.
But because Li Juan had a strange personality, they did not see the disabled person.
Li Juan was still feeding her skinny husband the fast food she had picked up today. She was watching TV and whispering to Zhang Xi from time to time. They looked like a loving couple.
Until a person who seemed familiar to her appeared on TV.
"This is the top-ranked student in our city. I just found out. Now we're going to present him with an award..."
Li Juan didn't listen to the rest of the conversation.
"Hubby, look! That's our son! That's Xiaoli!" Even after so long, she still remembered her son's facial features.
Zhang Xi just took a look and then looked away: "Are you crazy? How do you know that's your son!" The long-term torture had made him broken.
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