The person behind her pushed so hard that Zhao Yingying was almost pushed to the ground.
Zhao Dahai quickly opened his arms and protected her in front of him.
When everyone finally stood still, they could see the situation clearly.
A woman who looked to be in her forties was being pulled by the hair by a man and angrily slapped twice.
There was a trace of blood seeping out of his nose. Someone who couldn't stand it spoke out to stop him, saying, "What's going on? You can't be so violent!"
The man glared at the woman who was speaking and said, "This is the wife I married with real money, why can't I hit her?"
"That's right. This woman won't listen unless she's beaten. If she's not beaten for three days, she'll tear the roof off the house. She deserves to be beaten."
The old lady behind the man threw the melon seed shells in her hand to the ground in front of everyone and shouted with her hands on her hips.
This action made many people feel unlucky and step back.
Zhao Yingying was stunned by the man's shameless words and looked at the scene in disbelief.
Every woman is an independent individual, so how come in their mouths she becomes a commodity?
The woman was beaten so badly that her face was bruised and her hair was disheveled that she sat on the ground.
The man spat at her and said, "See if you dare to talk back to my mother?
I married you to have children to support my parents. But now, after more than ten years of marriage, you have only given birth to two girls.
My mother just said a few words to you, and you actually talked back to her???"
The woman sat on the ground in a daze, her eyes no longer able to shed tears.
She looked at the old lady not far away with hatred on her face: "What's wrong with me talking back to her? I want to hit her......"
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the man became furious and slapped her again.
He used all his strength in this slap, and the woman's face was tilted to the side, and her head hit the wall beside her.
Suddenly, a bright red color appeared on the wall.
Two little girls ran out crying, "Don't hit my mother, don't hit my mother!"
The older girl, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, angrily picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the man.
The man was startled by the girl's action, but then a surge of anger surged in his heart.
He looked around for a handy tool, and finally, he saw a stick as thick as an arm in the corner of the wall not far away.
The man's chest heaved violently, and he hit the girl with a stick.
"I'm your father, and you dare to hit me?"
If hit by this stick, not to mention a little girl, even a grown man would probably be hurt.
Many people cried out in surprise, and some even covered their eyes subconsciously.
Zhao Dahai frowned, pushed through the crowd, and rushed forward in one step.
The strong arms grabbed the stick in an instant.
Men's palms are originally broad and big, but Zhao Dahai couldn't even hold the whole wooden stick with one hand. You can imagine how thick the wooden stick is.
How cruel the man in front of me is.
The man bared his yellow teeth and reached out to push Zhao Dahai: "I'm telling you, don't meddle in other people's business. This is our family affair.
I am her father. If she dares to throw stones at me today, who knows what she will do tomorrow?
What does it have to do with you if I educate my own children? "
His words also resonated with some men. An old man said while smoking a pipe: "That's right. In our place, if a child dares to fight with me, I will beat him to death."
"That's right. Look at the hatred on that little girl's face just now. Is this something a girl could do?"
Some aunts disagreed and said, "Everything has its cause and effect. For a child, that's her own mother. Who wouldn't feel resentful when she's treated like this?"
A short-haired auntie said something from the perspective of fairness and justice.
But he was soon criticized by everyone: "No matter what, a child can't hit his elders?"
"That's right, that's right. You feel sorry for that little girl, but when your own girl hits you with a stick, you won't feel sorry anymore..."
The short-haired aunt was a little shaken by what many people said. Could it be that her persistence was really wrong?
When Liu Da saw that everyone was on his side, he angrily pulled the stick away from Zhao Dahai's hand.
"Did you hear that? This is my own family affair. It's only natural for me to discipline my wife and children.
Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't do anything about it. I advise you not to be idle and talk nonsense here."
Zhao Dahai ignored the dirty words coming out of his mouth, reached out his hand and helped the woman up from the ground.
Seeing Zhao Yingying wanted to step forward to help, he shook his head at Zhao Yingying imperceptibly.
Afraid of exposing her to danger...
The woman looked at Zhao Dahai with gratitude, and then combed her messy hair.
This strange action surprised many people.
Some men curled their lips: "It's obvious that she is not honest at home. At this time, she is still busy tidying herself up?"
"Yes, a woman like this should be beaten!!"
As the saying goes, yellow rumors were made up so easily.
The woman lowered her head and looked at the bright red blood on the corner of the wall. The blood was like a sharp blade, piercing her chest.
At the same time, it also caused some ripples in her long-silent heart.
"Liu Dahai, since I married into your family, I believe that I have not done anything to let your family down.
I gave birth to these two children after surviving many life-threatening situations.
When you were in confinement after giving birth, your mother complained of arm and leg pain. It was a cold winter day, so I had to do the laundry and cooking by myself.
Big girl and little girl have grown up so much, and your mother has never asked a single question!
When I came home today, he started by saying that he had found a good marriage for my eldest daughter.
I'm looking for the village chief's house in Yang Dazhuang in the countryside! !
Others don’t know what the situation is in their family, don’t you know it too?
The eldest son of the village chief was a fool in his thirties. His first wife was beaten to death by him.
If I marry the girl, will she still have a chance to survive?"
The woman reached out her hand and wiped the blood that was flowing down her nose, then continued to roar angrily: "Now I can see clearly that no matter how much I give to the family, your family thinks that I am a mother who doesn't lay eggs.
In that case, let's get a divorce, and the two children will stay with me."
When these words were spoken, many people took a deep breath.
Liu Dahai didn't expect all these things to happen and subconsciously glanced at his mother.
Liu Dahai's mother was panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down: "What's wrong with being a fool? If she marries him, she won't have to worry about food and clothing!"
Zhao Dahai: It's really unlucky to be called Dahai...
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