Whenever he drank too much, he would ask Huang Chunling for money, and if she didn't give him money, he would beat her up.
"You fart!" He had just been beaten up and was now fully awake.
"It's only natural for a man to beat his own woman and child. Even the police can't intervene in domestic violence crimes."
He pointed at Huang Chunling angrily and said, "Bitch, take out the money immediately."
A group of bad friends were still waiting for him outside to drink and eat meat, without any regard for his injured son.
"Where did I put it?" He turned around and started rummaging through the drawers at home, and found twenty yuan at the bottom of the drawer.
"I know you make a lot of money making clothes every day, but you still dare to hide it."
"No, this is for my son's medical treatment!" Huang Chunling rushed over to snatch the money back.
Wang Laosan raised his hand and was about to hit him, but Jiang Manyue grabbed his arm and pushed him to the ground.
"If you try again, I'll break your trotters."
"Ouch!" Wang Laosan was defeated and screamed in pain.
"I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again!" He knew that Jiang Manyue was not easy to mess with, so he could surrender obediently.
She then let him go and kicked him to the ground.
All domestic violence men deserve to die. At this moment, I wish I could just kill this beast.
Wang Laosan covered his butt and shouted, "Bitch, just wait, I'll kill you later."
Huang Chunling clenched her fists and mustered up her courage: "Wang Laosan, I, I want to divorce you?"
When he heard the word "divorce", he was stunned and then burst into laughter.
"Divorce? Who the hell do you think you are to divorce me?"
"Humph! You don't have a job, and it's useless to just make clothes every day."
"This house is mine? Without me, you'll have no choice but to sleep on the street!"
Sister Huang was so angry that her body was shaking and tears of grievance kept flowing down.
Yes, she has no job and has to raise children, so it is not easy for her to get a divorce.
She has no money and is not eligible for divorce.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been subjected to domestic violence for many years in her previous life, and she wouldn't have endured it until she was forced to jump into the river and commit suicide.
Jiang Manyue's anger rose in her heart: "Who said she is useless? Who said she has no job?"
She turned around and took Huang Chunling's hand and said, "Starting tomorrow, you will work in my shop."
"Not only that, they also provide food and accommodation, the salary is 58 yuan per month, and there are bonuses for overtime work!"
What? She thought she had heard wrongly.
Jiang Manyue not only gave her courage, but now also gave her a job.
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