The entire left side of the woman's face was swollen, with blood at the corner of her mouth. She ran out of the yard with a miserable look on her face.
Then Auntie Lan's voice came out, "Run, run again if you have the guts. If you run again, I'll have Daqiang divorce you and kick all your children out."
These words were like pressing the pause button for the woman. The woman covered her mouth and cried. Then she saw Aunt Lan running out with a broom in her hand. Seeing the woman standing there, she became increasingly angry. She then looked at Song Nanting and Du Hua standing over there. They snorted and continued to hit Tian Xiao'e with the broom in their hands.
"I told you to run, I told you to run, but you can't do anything. You are the most important person for eating and drinking. The child hasn't even eaten yet, what the hell are you eating? Who told you to eat?"
The old lady was really fierce and she hit Tian Xiao'e hard.
But Tian Xiao'e seemed very afraid of being driven out by Xiu and the children, so she stood there obediently and took the beating, covering her face and crying.
At this time, three children ran out of the yard, rushed over and surrounded Tian Xiao'e, "Don't hit my mom, don't hit my mom."
The oldest of the three children was only eight or nine years old, and the youngest was two or three years old. They did not dare to resist Aunt Lan, and just surrounded Tian Xiao'e to protect her.
When Tian Xiao'e saw the child coming out, she started crying while holding the child. Instead of stopping, Aunt Lan started beating her without caring.
In just a short while, many people came to the street to watch the fun.
Song Nanting followed a few other ladies to try to stop the fight, but Aunt Lan spoke harshly, "What does our family's affairs have to do with you? Stay out of this."
Some of the people who were trying to stop the fight all looked unhappy. If it weren't for the fact that Tian Xiao'e was usually kind to others, who would be willing to come and stop the fight?
Song Nanting let go of her hand and glanced at Tian Xiaoe, saying, "Mrs. Zhao, military marriage protects soldiers but also their wives. Do you think Captain Zhao will divorce you? If he doesn't divorce you, then no one can kick you out. If he kicks you and your child out for no reason because you didn't let his mother beat you, you can go to the army to seek redress."
She didn't speak loudly, but Tian Xiao'e heard it clearly.
The onlookers also echoed, "That's right, you are just too accommodating to this old woman. Go to the Family Committee and the Political Department. Can they just ignore it?"
Tian Xiao'e looked panic-stricken, obviously having never considered this issue.
Perhaps in her opinion, it is normal for women to be beaten.
Auntie Lan was not happy when she heard this, and glared at Song Nanting fiercely, "What does it have to do with you? Why do you, a little bitch, have to talk too much about our family affairs..."
Before she could finish her words, Song Nanting slapped her in the face. "Auntie, if you don't know how to speak, I suggest you don't speak. I'm not your daughter-in-law, standing here waiting for you to scold me. My life motto is that if someone scolds me, I must return the favor. Even if I go to the political department of the army or the family committee, I will still say this."
After getting slapped in vain, Auntie Lan's mouth felt burning with pain, "You!~"
She looked strong but was weak inside, but she didn't dare to hit Song Nanting. She slapped Tian Xiao'e on the face and said, "Bitch, you're looking for help now."
As he said this, he pushed the child away and continued to beat Tian Xiao'e with a broom.
Tian Xiao'e grabbed the broom and said in pain, "Please stop hitting me. Don't hit me in front of the child."
Unfortunately, Aunt Lan didn't care at all. She ignored the crying child and continued to beat Tian Xiao'e.
Song Nanting pulled the older child over and whispered, "Go to the base and call your father back. If he's not here, call the leader of the political department."
The oldest one was nine years old. When he heard it, he nodded and ran away.
The onlookers kept pulling and tugging, but the more they pulled, the harder Aunt Lan beat Tian Xiao'e, as if she was treating her as a punching bag.
This is probably the thing Song Nanting hates most in her life.
Although she would hit people, every time she hit them, they deserved it.
But who were these people beating?
Weak!
She was like this in the past, as was Liu Juan, and as was Tian Xiao'e in front of her.
Can you rest easy as an officer’s wife?
No, that would require me to outlast my mother-in-law first.
No wonder many people in later generations said that upper-class men have cars and houses but no parents, and mothers-in-law like Aunt Lan are worse off dead than alive.
Everyone pulled Aunt Lan more and more excitedly.
While Auntie Lan was beating the girl, two boys aged seven or eight were standing at the door of Zhao's house, clapping their hands excitedly and cheering, "Well done, well done! Let her snatch my delicious food."
Song Nanting frowned, and Sister Du Hua whispered, "These are the two children the old lady brought over, a pair of twins from her eldest son's family, who are treated like babies."
No wonder, these two children have chubby faces and you can tell they are well fed. Look at Tian Xiao'e's child, he is thin and even a little malnourished.
It's so much like the comparison between the Song Nanfu brothers and her.
Indeed, there are many kinds of evil in this world, and much of it is even pain inflicted by women on other women.
As they were beating each other, they heard an angry shout, "Stop it."
Song Nanting looked over and saw Tian Xiao'e's eldest son coming back with a man.
The man was in his thirties, with dark skin and an angry look on his face. He came closer.
Aunt Lan was still angry and said, "Zhao Daqiang, why are you yelling at me? This bitch even snatched the children's food. What's wrong with me teaching her a lesson for you?"
Zhao Daqiang looked unhappy, "Then you can't hit her either."
Song Nanting frowned, thinking that there was something wrong with this man's attitude.
Tian Xiao'e's eldest son Zhao Zhuangzhuang said loudly, "Dad, it was grandma who hid all the delicious food for my two younger brothers and didn't give it to us, so my mom brought it to us."
Hearing this, Auntie Lan raised her hand again and said, "What right do you have to speak when the adults are talking? They are your brothers, so isn't it your duty to give in to them?"
Zhao Zhuangzhuang got angry and said, "What about our two brothers and sisters? They are younger than them. Why should we give them food?"
Aunt Zhao glared at him and said, "What good food is there for a little girl to eat? It's a waste. As for Xiao Zhuang, he's too small to chew it."
Zhao Zhuangzhuang had no idea how to refute after being so unreasonable.
Song Nanting laughed, "That's great. He worked so hard and earned a salary, but his wife got beaten and his children went hungry. He still had to support his brother's children and raised his nephew to be fat and white. He's really great."
Others also echoed, "It's true, you fattened up other people's sons, but made your own wife and children suffer."
"Bah, what's the point of marrying a man like this? He eats the least, works the most, and the children still have to go hungry."
Everyone was talking about it. Zhao Daqiang felt embarrassed and dragged Aunt Lan and Tian Xiao'e, who were about to start cursing, back home.
Several children looked at him tremblingly, then followed him in.
The courtyard gate was closed and everything was quiet. No one knew how Zhao Daqiang handled the situation.
Song Nanting was a little surprised, "How will they solve this problem?"
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