Chen Jianguo looked confused and even a little innocent.
He quietly brought over the flattened edge of the enamel basin.
However, a piece of the red paint had fallen off. Chen Jianguo carefully turned it half a circle and moved the piece to an inconspicuous place aside.
Make sure your wife doesn't see it.
Tian Wenjun soaked some dried radishes that Zhang Cuihua had sun-dried in the autumn for a cold dish, fried half a pot of Chinese cabbage, and heated up half a pot of steamed corn bread, and the meal was ready.
Coincidentally, Chen Xiaolan and the others also came.
The food was served. Chen Jianguo placed the dishes and steamed buns on the table. He turned around to get something else and saw Yang Wei moving a stool. He didn't even wash his hands and sat at the table with his legs spread out like an old man.
The table was small, and he took up most of it.
Chen Jianguo: Endure...
Chen Jianguo brought a bowl of corn dumpling soup and came into the room with chopsticks. As soon as the chopsticks were placed on the table, Yang Wei took the chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite.
Chen Jianguo saw with his own eyes that his fingernails were covered with black dirt.
Dissatisfaction was written all over his face, and then he came in with a bowl. Chen Xiaohong saw this and whispered, "Why are you still eating?
My dad didn’t even come to the table.”
Yang Weiyu: "It's all the same, hurry up and serve me a bowl of dumpling soup, I'm almost starving to death.
What's the use of me having you?
Because of you, there is no hot water in the house, no one feeds the chickens in the backyard, and no one washes the clothes.
I came to your house, and you had no tact at all, and didn't even serve me a bowl of rice.
What, I haven't dealt with you for two days, you don't even know who you are, right?"
Chen Jianguo clenched his fists, his eyes spitting fire uncontrollably.
Chen Xiaohong looked at Chen Jianguo pleadingly, as if saying: Brother, please, just be patient.
Chen Jianguo touched his back teeth with the tip of his tongue.
This was the second time he endured it.
Chen Kaifang came in after washing his hands and greeted Yang Wei when he saw him.
"Yang Wei is here."
"Well, I'm here to pick up Xiao Hong from home."
Chen Kaifang glanced at his daughter. She had been here for four or five days this time, which was indeed a long time.
Chen Kaifang said: "After dinner, stay at home for one night and go out tomorrow morning.
It will be dark soon and the road will not be safe.”
Yang Wei just kept his head down and focused on eating. He didn't even raise his head and hummed twice.
Chen Xiaohong was really frightened.
She was afraid that Chen Jianguo would get angry, so she quickly served Chen Kaifang a bowl of dumpling soup.
The bowl was passed to Chen Kaifang. When Chen Kaifang reached out to take it, Yang Wei snatched it away.
Chen Xiaohong was stunned, Chen Jianguo looked indifferent, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to pull out Yang Wei's tangled hair, pressed Yang Wei's head, and smashed it on the table.
The bowl in Yang Wei's hand fell onto the table with a thud, and the dumpling soup inside splashed onto his face. Yang Wei screamed in pain from the burns.
Zhang Cuihua and Chen Kaifang were both shocked.
Chen Kaifang quickly grabbed Chen Jianguo.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
Chen Jianguo said: "Dad, don't worry about it. You and Mom should go check on Xiaohong's injuries first."
Chen Xiaohong also became anxious. She took a step forward, her eyes red and her voice trembling.
"Brother, please..."
"Shut up, how long are you going to endure this?"
Chen Jianguo grabbed Yang Wei's hair, dragged him out of the house, threw him into the yard, and kicked him several times.
The others were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks. They had never seen their boss so angry before.
Chen Xiaohong was crying and shouting beside her.
"Brother, please stop hitting me."
Tian Wenjun was the last one to come out of the kitchen. When she saw this scene, she calmly untied the apron tied around her waist.
She had no intention of stepping forward to break up the fight, as she knew Chen Jianguo knew what was going on.
Chen Jianguo punched and kicked Yang Wei several times, leaving him with a bruised face and nose.
Chen Jianguo said: "Mom, I told you to hit a woman, I told you to hit her.
No manners, no quality, no education.
It’s bad enough that you’re giving orders in your family, but you’re also giving orders in front of my parents in our family.
Are you raised by a mother but not educated by her?
Tell me, why did you hit my sister? "
Chen Jianguo pulled Yang Wei up from the ground.
Yang Wei's head was buzzing and he covered his face with one hand. Seeing Chen Jianguo's furious look, he was so scared that his legs went weak. How could he be a man at all when he looked like this?
Such a man, but this girl still treats him like a treasure?
What does she want from him?
Is it because he is dirty, because he has poor quality, or because he commits domestic violence?
Yang Wei pouted and begged for mercy.
"Brother, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me.
Xiaohong is just a hen that doesn't lay eggs, so she can't give birth to a child.
I don't want to hit her, but I feel wronged and have no place to vent my anger.
Brother, you are also a man. As a man, who can tolerate that his wife cannot give birth to a baby?
Don’t you think so, brother?
When Chen Jianguo heard this, he realized that this grandson was still being stubborn, so he raised his hand and slapped Yang Wei on the head again.
Chen Jianguo's hands have been trained a lot, and the strength of his hands is as strong as those of someone who has practiced iron sand palm. With one slap, even a walnut can be smashed into powder. At this moment, Yang Wei only felt a burning pain on the top of his head, as if it was about to split.
"Mom, I told you to be tough.
My sister had a physical examination in the county and everything was fine. Why don’t you do it?
How do you know this isn't your problem?
Are you still a man or not?"
"Brother, I am a man. I am the only son in my family for three generations. There must be nothing wrong with my body.
I have no problem, what else do you need to check? "
Tian Wenjun was speechless when she heard this, and suddenly she inserted her fist into his mouth.
"If you don't get checked, you're sure there's nothing wrong with your body.
Xiaohong has been checked and there's nothing wrong with her, but you still think there's something wrong with her.
Is it a problem for everyone to hear this? "
Yang Wei couldn't recognize Tian Wenjun anymore. He was angry at the moment, his face changed, and he said angrily: "Fuck you, who are you?
Where did you come from? "
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wei's scream was heard from the yard again.
Chen Jianguo punched Yang Wei twice, causing him to squat on the ground for a long time without catching his breath, and he couldn't even scream.
Chen Xiaohong was pulled into the room by Zhang Cuihua. When she saw the bruises and fist-sized scars on her body, she burst into tears out of heartache.
She never imagined that her daughter suffered such great injustice in her husband's family.
She was still thinking that her daughter hadn't been pregnant for two years. She was happy that Yang Wei and the others didn't blame their daughter. To be honest, she was also a woman and knew how shameful it was for a woman in the village not to be pregnant.
The fact that the Yang family can tolerate it shows that they are a good family.
But she never expected that these were just appearances.
I feel sorry for my daughter. What on earth has she gone through?
Zhang Cuihua raised her hand and touched Chen Xiaohong's face, choking with sobs: "Girl, does it hurt a lot?"
All of Chen Xiaohong's grievances could no longer be contained at this moment.
It hurts, it really hurts...
But what can she do?
Chen Xiaohong pursed her lips tightly to prevent herself from sobbing out loud, and she just kept shaking her head.
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