Chapter 265: Women must be controlled. If they are not punished for three days, they will tear the roof off the tiles.
Many people who have suffered domestic violence or have similar cases around them share their experiences in the comment section.
For a time, this topic exploded on the Internet.
For the next half month.
The Domestic Violence Charity Foundation has helped many victims who have been tortured in marriage, enabling them to successfully divorce and completely break free from mental control and threats of violence.
It quickly became the focus of attention from all walks of life.
For more than a month, Su Qian was so busy that she had no time to care about Lin Shengjun's troubles.
After all, it was the debt from the last loan he was given.
That's enough for him to drink a pot.
Lin family.
Since his cell phone was inexplicably loaned out more than a month ago, Lin Shengjun has gone to the police several times, but to no avail.
Debt collection information has started to arrive in the past few days.
It made him more and more anxious.
"Domestic violence charity foundation?"
Father Lin crossed his legs, glanced at the news about the Domestic Violence Charity Foundation on TV, and sneered disdainfully:
"It's hilarious. Helping those women get divorced actually hurts them."
"After all, what can they do without us men?"
“You never know when you might starve to death on the street.”
Mr. Lin's words were full of disparagement of women.
"That's true."
Lin Shengjun echoed from the side, a sarcastic sneer on his face, "It's natural for men to beat their wives. It's their fault for being disobedient."
"That's right, women need to be taken care of. If they're not disciplined for three days, they'll tear the roof off the house."
Father Lin leaned back on the sofa proudly.
He swung his crossed legs and said, "These charities are just messing around. They've spoiled all the women."
Lin's mother was wearing an apron and sweeping the floor silently.
Hearing what the father and son said, she paused slightly and subconsciously looked at the TV screen, with a trace of confusion and struggle in her eyes.
Father Lin glared at Mother Lin impatiently.
"What are you standing there for? Can't you see I'm thirsty? Go get me a glass of water!"
Lin's mother was shocked by the yell.
His body trembled slightly, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
The broom in her hand almost slipped, she quickly put it down and hurried into the kitchen.
After a while.
She came out with a glass of water, her hands trembling slightly as she carefully handed it to Father Lin.
Father Lin snatched the water cup and took a big gulp.
"You want to burn me to death?"
Father Lin instantly became furious, and the muscles on his face were twisted with anger.
With a "splash", the hot water in the cup was poured onto Lin's mother without mercy.
Caught off guard, the hot water poured directly onto the back of Lin's mother's hand.
She screamed in pain, her face turned pale, and she instinctively stepped back. Her footing slipped and she fell heavily to the ground.
My body couldn't stop shaking.
"Mom, how come you can't even pour a glass of water properly?"
Lin Shengjun frowned, a look of annoyance on his face, "Dad has been upset lately."
Lin's mother sat on the ground.
A large area of redness and swelling quickly appeared on the back of the hand.
Tears welled up in my eyes, but I didn't dare cry out loud.
She bit her lip, enduring the pain and grievance, and slowly got up from the ground. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "I...I'll go get another glass."
When I returned to the living room again.
Mother Lin held a glass of water of suitable temperature and handed it to Father Lin with slightly trembling hands, her voice choked with a barely perceptible sob:
"Old man, the water is ready."
Father Lin snatched the water cup and took another sip.
This time he didn't find fault, but just said unhappily, "You're so slow. You can't even handle such a small matter."
Mother Lin lowered her head and dared not say a word.
Silently he returned to his broom and continued sweeping the floor.
On TV, the report of the Domestic Violence Charity Foundation continued, and a victim shared his experience:
"When I was most desperate, it was the Domestic Violence Charity Foundation that reached out to me. They helped me find a lawyer, provided me with psychological counseling, and gave me the courage to leave that violent home. Now I have started my life again, and I am really grateful to them..."
Lin's mother's attention was attracted by the TV screen.
She looked at the radiant and confident woman with mixed feelings.
He subconsciously touched the back of his burned hand.
There was a sharp pain in my heart.
Father Lin followed Mother Lin's gaze towards the TV and snorted coldly, "These women are just pretentious. They can't stand it after a few beatings."
"that is."
Lin Shengjun echoed, his face full of disdain. "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? What woman isn't controlled by her husband? After a couple of beatings, she's already crying everywhere. These charities are doing the same now, meddling in other people's business."
When Lin's mother heard what the father and son said, she felt sad.
She squatted down silently.
She began to pick up the glass fragments on the ground. The sharp glass cut her fingers and blood oozed out, but she was completely unaware.
When the father and son were belittling women in various ways.
There was a sudden and rapid knock on the door.
"Open the door!"
A rough roar came from outside the door.
Lin Shengjun was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the sofa.
"Who...who?" he asked in a trembling voice.
The other party did not answer immediately, but continued to knock on the door. The rough knocking seemed to be about to tear the door down.
Father Lin pretended to be calm, stood up and shouted:
"Here it comes, it's killing me!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the door.
As soon as the door opened a crack, several burly men with fierce looks were seen standing at the door.
The bald man in the lead crossed his arms and stared coldly at Lin's father.
"You... who are you?" Father Lin asked in a stern voice.
The bald man sneered, "Where's Lin Shengjun? Let him out! When will he pay back the money he owes?"
When Lin Shengjun heard this, his face turned pale instantly.
Hiding behind the sofa, not daring to show his head.
Father Lin glanced back at Lin Shengjun, secretly groaning inwardly, then turned to the bald man and said, "Brother, can you give us a few more days? We are trying to find a way to raise the money."
Lin's father also knew that his son had borrowed more than one million yuan some time ago.
Over the past month, all his relatives have been scared of him.
The bald man snorted disdainfully, "Grace? I've already given you grace for a long time! You must give an explanation today, otherwise..."
He waved the baseball bat in his hand, his eyes revealing a threat.
Seeing this, Lin's mother covered her mouth in fear.
Lin Shengjun trembled as he walked out from behind the sofa, stammering, "Brother...Brother, I'm really trying hard, but I can't gather the money all at once."
The bald man stepped forward, grabbed Lin Shengjun by the collar, and said viciously:
"Stop talking nonsense! Either pay me back or prepare to suffer!"
Father Lin quickly stepped forward to plead, "Brother, please be merciful and give us a few more days. We will definitely find a way."
The bald man threw Lin Shengjun, and Lin Shengjun staggered and almost fell.
"Okay, I'll give you three more days! If you still don't see the money after three days, you'll be in for a treat!"
After saying that, he turned and left with his men.
Lin Shengjun slumped on the ground, his face full of despair.
Father Lin also sat weakly on the sofa, holding his head in his hands.
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