Chapter 63: Paranoia

"mother!"

Hu Wenguang was a little unhappy. He didn't want his mother to yell at the top of her lungs like that.

If the whole village knows about a small thing, how can he go about his work tomorrow?

In the room, Hu Yaya also grabbed Jiang Meiyue's hand worriedly, "Mom..."

"It's okay, Yaya, we'll ignore her."

Jiang Meiyue was relieved instead.

She thought clearly that the Hu family was a group of heartless people. No matter what she did, they thought it was natural.

In order to maintain the so-called family harmony, she has not even returned to her own home.

Now she doesn't plan to suffer any more.

As for the Hu family? They can do whatever they want!

The sky gradually darkened and smoke rose from the kitchens of every household in the mountain village.

The Hu family at the village entrance, who usually always had their meals on time, was different from other families today. The house was deserted, and except for the occasional scolding from Mrs. Hu, no other sounds were heard.

When Old Man Hu came back from the field and saw the cold pots and stoves in the kitchen, his face darkened instantly.

The chimney slammed heavily on the edge of the stove.

"What's going on? Are they all dead? It's time to cook, but you still don't want to starve us to death?"

After he spoke, no one paid any attention to him.

Old Man Hu glared outside, turned around and left the kitchen, and shouted in the yard, "Old woman, why haven't you cooked yet? You're not going to eat tonight?"

"Eat, eat, eat. What are you eating? Your daughter-in-law is about to die, how can she still have the energy to cook for you?"

Mrs. Hu opened the door and came out of the room, answering unhappily.

Old Man Hu's face fell even more. "What's wrong with the old lady? She doesn't cook, so you don't cook either?"

"Where's Hu Yun? Where did she go crazy again? Why didn't she come back to cook after dark?"

Hu Yun is the only daughter of the Hu family. She dropped out of school after the first grade of junior high school and went home without going to school again.

Now I am seventeen years old and I just play in the village all day long. I have never helped with housework or shared housework with my sister-in-law.

Because she was Mrs. Hu's daughter, she was quite liked by her.

"How old is Xiaoyun? She is still a child, how can she cook?" Mrs. Hu spoke quickly when she heard her husband mention the baby.

"You," said Mr. Hu angrily, "she will be eighteen soon, a grown-up girl."

"What's wrong with the eldest daughter? She's still a daughter. You don't have a daughter-in-law, so why should you let the daughter do the kitchen work?"

"The daughter-in-law my Hu family married was to come back and serve us, not to marry our ancestors and have them serve us."

After Mrs. Hu finished speaking, she did not forget to glare at Jiang Meiyue's room.

When Mr. Hu saw that his wife was being so unreasonable, he shook his hands, turned around and walked out.

He didn't care whether there was food at home or not. He just went to find his mother and have a meal with her.

Not long after, several brothers and sisters of the Hu family came back from outside. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted that they were starving and wanted to eat. However, when they saw the cold pot and stove, everyone's face fell.

Mrs. Hu was well prepared.

She waved to them and asked her two sons and one daughter to go into her room to eat cookies.

It's better not to cook tonight, she has locked up all the food.

She wanted to see who that bitch Jiang Meiyue could make hungry by doing this!

Mrs. Hu thought proudly.

Two uncles and an aunt were eating biscuits in grandma's room, and their occasional laughter reached Hu Yaya's ears.

Hu Yaya curled up in her mother's arms, her little hands clenched into fists and pressed against her belly.

There was still half a cookie in my hand that I was reluctant to eat.

All the money in the family is in the hands of Mrs. Hu. It is very difficult for Jiang Meiyue to get some pocket money.

Fortunately, she would occasionally secretly dig some herbs and sell them at the purchasing station, making two or three yuan each time. Gradually, she saved up almost fifty yuan.

Apart from secretly buying some biscuits for Yaya occasionally, she wanted to save the rest of the money and give it to her grandmother when she had the chance to go back to her parents' home so that she could help with the family.

She knew better than anyone that life was not easy for the Jiang family.

She had thought that after getting married, she would be able to ask Hu Wenguang to help with some housework. However, she never expected that getting married would mean she would be cut off from her family...

Jiang Meiyue didn't know how many midnight dreams she had, with her tears soaking the pillowcase.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Meiyue's room door was suddenly pushed open and Jiang Meiyue woke up immediately.

She opened her eyes and saw Hu Wenguang walking towards the bed, reeking of alcohol.

After recognizing who it was, her anxious heart finally eased a little, and she reached out and hugged her daughter tightly.

"Go sleep next door."

I don’t know how much alcohol Hu Wenguang drank, but the smell of alcohol on his body is almost enough to make people vomit.

Jiang Meiyue didn't want him to wake up Hu Yaya.

But the other party obviously didn't listen to her.

"Beautiful Moon"

In Hu Wenguang's eyes, it seemed that he did not see Hu Yaya in his arms. He walked forward and reached out to pull Jiang Meiyue's clothes.

"Miyue, let's have a son. Let's have a son. Let's have a son."

"What?"

Jiang Meiyue frowned and said, "Are you crazy? Let go of me, or Yaya will be scared awake by you."

"Why should I care about this little girl? If she hadn't been so lucky and taken her brother's place, would I be without a son?"

"Hu Wenguang, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Jiang Meiyue was really pissed off by Hu Wenguang.

She yelled loudly, sat up and pushed him away with her hand, "Get out of here, don't touch me."

Hu Wenguang, who was already staggering, was pushed by Jiang Meiyue and staggered, falling to the ground.

Thinking of what those people in the village said at the dinner table, Hu Wenguang jumped up from the ground, walked forward and slapped Jiang Meiyue in the face.

The crisp sound of slaps was particularly loud in the quiet night.

Jiang Meiyue covered her face, raised her head and stared at Hu Wenguang.

She couldn't believe that the man in front of her actually hit her.

In her tearful eyes, something was collapsing.

That was the last bit of friendship she had for Hu Wenguang.

But Hu Wenguang was drunk at the moment, and he couldn't see what was implied in Jiang Meiyue's eyes. He had only one thought at the moment.

Jiang Meiyue also wanted to be like her sister Jiang Mingyue, she wanted to get divorced and remarry.

He couldn't let this happen, he couldn't.

"Give birth to a son, let's give birth to a son. If we give birth to a son, your mother won't scold you anymore, and I can also hold my head high in the village. Give birth to a son, yes, give birth to a son..."

Hu Wenguang tore Jiang Meiyue's clothes almost crazily, and his nails left many nail marks on her thin body.

Jiang Meiyue sat on the bed in despair, with a very dull expression.

It was not until she heard Hu Yaya's heart-wrenching cry in her arms that she came to her senses.

Seeing her daughter's neck turned red from being pinched by Hu Wenguang, Jiang Meiyue reached out to grab Hu Wenguang's hair and said, "Hu Wenguang, let go, let go quickly!"