Rushing into the courtyard, I saw Jin Gui lying on the ground, her hands tightly clutching a man's feet.
The man was using his other foot to kick Jin Gui, who refused to let go.
At the doorway, a little boy who looked to be just over two years old was wailing loudly.
Jin Gui was kicked and beaten until her face was bruised and swollen, but she refused to let go and kept muttering to herself.
"Give me the money, give me back the money, it's my child's life-saving money."
The man was startled by the sudden sound of the door being pushed open. He stopped kicking and turned around to see Ning Jing, who was all alone. His heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, immediately relaxed.
He raised his arm, his cheeks flushed, and pointed at Ning Jing with a dazed look in his eyes, demanding, "Who are you? Uh, how come you just barged into someone else's house like that?"
Ning Jing frowned as she looked at the man who was hiccuping from drinking. She grabbed a broom from the side and started whipping him across the head and face.
"I told you not to hit a woman, I told you not to hit her! You don't even care about your own child, are you even human?"
Ning Jing smoked while loudly cursing.
Wu Jijun was already drunk, and after beating Jin Gui, his body went limp.
In the past, he would basically beat his wife, then go back to his room and sleep until he naturally woke up.
Who would have thought that Ning Jing would suddenly appear and beat him so viciously?
"Ouch... Who are you? I'm hitting my wife, what's it to you? Stop it right now! Ouch... It hurts! Stop it... I'm sorry, please stop, I'm sorry, please don't hit me anymore, ouch..."
Wu Jijun went from being stubborn at first to eventually crying out in pain and begging for mercy because he couldn't bear the beatings anymore.
Ning Jing continued to wield the broom with fierce force, whipping Wu Jijun until his face and body were covered in blood and gore. He could only squat by the corner of the yard wall and howl, no longer daring to utter any more foul language. Only then did she stop.
"Sister Jin Gui, do you see? This is how you deal with a man like this, so he'll remember what he should and shouldn't do."
With your strength and size, surely you can't beat a stinky man like this?
Jin Gui got up, staring blankly at the man who was being whipped to the side and dared not get up. She then glanced at Ning Jing, who was much smaller than her. Her mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
Although she was tall and strong, she was taught from a young age to listen to her parents at home and to listen to her husband after marriage.
The husband is the head of the family. She should do whatever the head of the family wants her to do. How could she do what Ning Jing did and break the head of the family?
However, seeing Wu Jijun squatting in the corner of the courtyard wall with his head in his hands, Jin Gui felt a surge of satisfaction.
She raised her hand to cover the bruises on her face, and asked with embarrassment and a bitter expression, "Little sister, why are you at my house at this time?"
Looking at her like this, Ning Jing sighed inwardly. She turned around and raised the broom at Wu Jijun. Wu Jijun's original intention to sneak away vanished instantly. He squatted there, trembling, holding his head.
She's a shrew, a real shrew.
"I heard from the people at the meat processing plant that your child is sick. Is he... alright?"
Ning Jing's eyes looked past the golden osmanthus tree and towards the two-year-old boy at the doorway.
This is a boy. Just now, Jin Gui and her husband were arguing, and they were clearly talking about a daughter.
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