Chen Xiaohong and Yang Wei were on their way to the temple. After they had walked a few steps out of the door, Yang Wei's expression changed.
Chen Xiaohong saw it all.
However, Secretary Yang taught Yang Wei a lesson along the way.
"Your father has no habit of hitting people, and he is also a good man in the village. How come you are nothing like your father?
I tell you, if you don’t live up to your expectations this time, and you beat people up, I won’t help you even if you kneel down and beg me next time.”
Yang Wei also wanted to know about the letter of guarantee.
Why did he feel like he was being cheated?
Yang Wei said sullenly, "I know, Uncle Yang."
Secretary Yang glared at Yang Wei, saying that he was a real bastard and hit a girl.
Secretary Yang took a few steps and said to Chen Xiaohong in a gentle voice, "Xiaohong, if she hits you again, you will come to me. Got it?"
"I understand, uncle."
As we walked towards the mountain, snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.
Chen Xiaohong looked at the white hills in the distance and felt confused.
At this moment, her heart was like this mountain in the distance.
It took about half an hour to get home.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and Chen Xiaohong felt cold all over.
She felt that she might have made a wrong decision.
After arriving at the door of his house, Secretary Yang admonished: "Go and live a good life."
Yang Wei looked impatient.
"knew."
He's already at the doorstep, but he's still nagging. She really treats him as her own father.
Yang Wei kicked open the door of his house and went in first.
His back looks angry.
Chen Xiaohong paused, and Secretary Yang was also stunned.
This little bastard changed his face as soon as he came. Isn't it too fast?
Secretary Yang hesitated for a moment, watched Chen Xiaohong follow in silently, and couldn't help but sigh.
He always felt that he had made another mistake today.
Secretary Yang shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards his home with a hunched back.
Yang Wei went directly to his parents' room.
Chen Xiaohong followed him halfway, paused, turned around and went into her room.
When he went in, he saw that the house was filled with smoke and the darkness made people feel depressed.
The floor was littered with cigarette butts and melon seed shells.
The bedding on the kang was crumpled into a ball and the pillows were placed in a mess.
Chen Xiaohong felt tired watching this.
It's never like this in their family.
She's only been away for a week and the house is already in chaos.
Chen Xiaohong was more tired than ever before.
The body is tired, and the mind is even more tired.
She slowly sat down on the edge of the kang, not knowing where to start.
In the next room, Yang's mother had a sullen face and her voice was particularly sharp.
"What did you say?
Their family also asked you to write a letter of guarantee?
Is she so precious and valuable?
And they paid one thousand yuan in compensation, are you robbing money?"
Yang Xu snorted coldly, took a puff of his pipe and said, "We are in our own room, behind closed doors, who can know what happened at home?
They are not the police, so what they say is the truth?
It's all a disease caused by habit."
Mother Yang crossed her legs, bent over, and moved her body around.
"that is."
Seeing that Chen Xiaohong didn't come in, Yang's mother asked, "Where is she?"
"I went to my room."
Mother Yang jumped out of bed and put on her shoes.
"My son is the only son in three generations. The Chen family is not human. They cut my son's head open. Let me see how I deal with her today."
As Yang's mother said this, she stormed out of the room and walked towards Chen Xiaohong's room.
Chen Xiaohong was still sitting on the edge of the kang in a daze. Yang's mother rushed in with gritted teeth, grabbed Chen Xiaohong's hair, and slapped her several times, catching Chen Xiaohong off guard.
Chen Xiaohong's cheeks felt burning with pain. After she came to her senses, she covered her cheek with one hand and pushed Yang's mother away with the other.
Mother Yang staggered back two steps and was stunned for a moment.
Hey, this little bitch actually dared to do something to me.
Mother Yang's eyes widened with anger and she pushed up her sleeves.
"You little bitch, you are a chicken that doesn't lay eggs.
Our Yang family has been a single-line family for three generations. Just because you can't get pregnant, our family has become a laughing stock in the eyes of others.
How dare your family ask for money?
Are you obsessed with money?
Is my son not good to you?
Your eldest brother even chopped his head off. If I don’t chopped your head off today, I’m not your mother-in-law.”
Chen Xiaohong covered her face and said, "I've had a check-up and there's nothing wrong with my body.
It was your son who hit me first, and my elder brother hit him because he was so angry."
Mother Yang raised her hand and slapped Chen Xiaohong twice on the face.
"What, you mean my son can't have children?
I think you are a jinx."
Yang Wei lifted the door curtain and came in to hear this. He kicked Chen Xiaohong in the stomach and grabbed Chen Xiaohong's neck to prevent her from making any sound.
Mother Yang was relieved when she saw this, and gritted her teeth and said, "Beat him, beat him to death.
Well done, son.
Now that you are here, we can still let you go."
In the yard, Yang Xu was smoking a pipe, pretending not to hear anything, and just quietly locked the door.
There were sounds of punching and kicking in the room. Chen Xiaohong's neck was being strangled and she couldn't make any sound.
She looked at Yang Wei's distorted face, and her mind was filled with what her eldest brother and sister-in-law had said.
She really hoped Yang Wei would beat her to death.
In fact, she knew that she was not living well, but she was still willing to give him a chance.
Why?
Why do people become like this?
Chen Xiaohong was punched in the eye and one of her eyes suddenly became blurry.
My head is buzzing.
It hurts. My whole body hurts.
Brother and sister-in-law, I really regret it.
I was wrong!
Yang Wei thought about how he had been beaten by the Chen family these past few days. He had been servile to them and was so angry that he had lost his mind.
He stopped panting until the person under him was silent.
Yang's mother was watching from the side.
"Son, she's just a bitch. Did your hand hurt?"
"Mom, it hurts."
"Take a break, walk, walk, leave this room first, it's bad luck to see her.
Are you venting your anger now?"
Yang Wei looked smug: "No, I'll deal with her when she wakes up."
The mother and daughter then turned and left.
The person who had fainted on the floor had already become a puddle of mud, and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead.
After Chen Xiaohong left, Zhang Cuihua felt weird and was always worried.
When I feel uncomfortable, I sigh.
So is Chen Kaifang.
Tian Yujun was free in the afternoon, so he stewed the pig's head and offal in a pot.
Because of Chen Xiaohong's death, everyone felt very sad and the house was unusually quiet.
It’s New Year’s Eve and every family will put up window flowers.
Zhang Cuihua was in a complicated mood, but she didn't want to be laughed at, so she endured her annoyance and sat on the kang to cut paper-cuts.
After cutting, she gave a few to Tian Yujun.
"Mr. O, put these two paper-cuts on your windows to make them look more festive."
Tian Yujun saw that Zhang Cuihua looked distracted and listless, and wondered why.
“I know, Mom.
Mom, don't think too much about Xiaohong's daughter."
“Oh, I’m very uneasy.
Mr. Yu, what do you think we should do about this?"
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