Chapter 125 Melon.
Nie Baichuan rode his bicycle to Xiang Yao and was asked as soon as he stopped:
"Where have you been?"
He smiled faintly and pointed behind him: "To their house."
"who--"
Just as Xiang Yao was about to ask, he saw He Liuzhi and his wife lagging far behind and walking slowly.
"Did you go call them?" Xiang Yao blinked. "We were just talking about calling these two over. Now that saves us some trouble."
but……
"Why do these two look bruised and battered from a distance?"
Xiang Yao thought she was seeing things, so she opened her mouth slightly and looked carefully with her eyes wide open. To her surprise, she was not seeing things.
Her eyesight was so good that she could even see the dark circles around He Liuzhi's eyes clearly.
"You hit him?" She looked at Nie Baichuan suspiciously.
And little He Guoqiang looked at him with sparkling eyes of admiration, as if he was such a great hero.
Nie Baichuan clenched his fist, covered his mouth, and coughed softly, "It wasn't me who did it."
"I brought a few brothers to my house, and they really couldn't stand it, so we had a fight."
Xiang Yao: ...
Well, they had a quarrel, and He Liuzhi was very upset.
He Guoqiang opened his mouth and said: Wow! Even more amazing!
As a team leader, Zhang Xiaoxia wanted to criticize this behavior, but she also felt secretly happy. She wanted to laugh, but then she remembered her own identity.
Finally, he raised his hand and tapped him in the air, without saying anything, remaining silent.
Xiang Yao talked to Nie Baichuan as if no one was around and talked about what she had just said to Aunt Xiaoxia.
Nie Baichuan nodded and said, "I'll ask someone to help the kid repair and reinforce the house a little later."
Xiang Yao: “Yeah.”
She turned around to comfort He Guoqiang: "It doesn't matter if you can't finish it in a day or two. Just stay at our house for a few days."
He Guoqiang nodded obediently, his face tense as he was thinking about the task he was about to undertake.
Zhang Xiaoxia reminded: "It's still uncertain whether this will succeed or not, so you should be prepared for it to fail."
Xiang Yao smiled and said, "Don't worry, auntie, I think there's a high probability that it will work!"
Zhang Xiaoxia nodded hesitantly. Although she felt that young people were still too confident, she did not want to undermine their self-confidence.
It's a good thing to have confidence, not to mention that these two young people are running around for a stranger.
She also hoped that they could succeed, and was secretly thinking in her heart that she would talk to the women she knew in the next two days to see if anyone had any unwanted but usable things at home, so as to collect them and give them to He Guoqiang.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoxia's eyes focused and she found that He Liuzhi and his wife had actually stopped on the road. She didn't know what they were doing there.
Xiang Yao also saw this and said doubtfully, "Will these two people back down and walk away?"
Nie Baichuan took a closer look and shook his head: "No, look, it's the captain who's back."
Xiang Yao sneered, "So he's waiting for the captain, hoping to be the first to file a complaint!"
She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at them indignantly. Sure enough, she saw the captain walking over from the side and joining the couple.
He Liuzhi pointed at his face, which looked like it had been dyed by a dyeing factory, and said something indignantly.
Xiang Yao knew without even thinking that this person was really complaining. Humph, even if he beat this kind of person into a pig's head, it would not be enough to vent his anger.
She rolled her eyes, patted He Guoqiang, and whispered, "When the captain arrives at the door later, you cry loudly."
He Guoqiang pursed his lips and solemnly took the task.
But he seemed a little unsure of his ability and asked anxiously, "What if I can't cry?"
Xiang Yao enthusiastically gave her advice: "It's okay. As long as your voice and expression are in the right place, you can cry loudly and hard. It's enough to make everyone think you're sad. You don't have to shed tears."
He Guoqiang was very impressed and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
He was thinking to himself that when he "cried" later, he would cover his eyes with the back of his hands, just like Aunt Cui's four-year-old daughter.
That way no one would notice that he didn't shed tears!
Zhang Xiaoxia took a look at the little movements of the big and small ones discussing quietly, without saying anything, pretending not to know.
When the three men arrived, He Guoqiang seemed to have been turned on by a switch and started crying loudly.
The child was actually not very skilled in this business. He had been tempered to be very strong and rarely shed tears.
But after he howled twice, his tear glands seemed to be suddenly opened and tears flowed down.
How could he not cry? Of course he could cry.
Think about the heavy wounds on my body, think about the scoldings and beatings I have endured in the past few years, the cold stares and disgust I have suffered...
He should be crying.
He had been accustomed to not shedding tears, simply because he was afraid of attracting more beatings.
As soon as he took this pose, the grievances that had accumulated in his heart finally found an outlet to vent. He could no longer restrain himself and burst into tears, trembling all over.
When Xiang Yao saw the child crying, he immediately shouted "comfort" loudly:
"These damn adults are not worthy of being parents, beating their children like this! They are so shameless! So cruel! So vicious!"
"Look at how badly this kid has been beaten. I think they tried to kill him with all their might. He must have been unlucky to be born into a family like that!"
She had a loud, high-pitched voice, and her words were extremely evocative, penetrating the air and reaching everyone's ears, immediately stunning the three people who were walking towards the brigade headquarters' courtyard.
Captain Yang Youliang's face darkened as he walked in quickly. He scanned He Guoqiang's body several times, looking at the wounds all over his exposed arms and face. He asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
He Liuzhi shrank back and said nothing.
He was a man who was strong at home but weak outside. He dared to beat the child to death with gritted teeth, but now he didn't dare to admit it.
Xiang Yao certainly wouldn't let him go. She glared at him angrily and said, "What else could it be? Captain, look at how serious the wounds on He Guoqiang's body are. They were all caused by his father."
"I've never seen a family beat their children to death. Not only do they let their children do everything at home, but they also hit and kick them if they're not happy or happy. This isn't being a father. This is worse than being a landlord in the old society!"
He Liuzhi glanced at her quickly and whispered, "Which family doesn't beat their children? I beat my own child, what's it to others?"
Xiang Yao sneered, "If you were really just educating your own child, I wouldn't bother. But after beating him, you drove a bruised child up the mountain in the middle of the night. Aren't you trying to kill him?"
He Liuzhi's voice suddenly rose, and he broke out in a cold sweat: "How could I have driven him to the mountain?!"
Xiang Yao chuckled. "Don't ask me back. Just tell me, do you often throw He Guoqiang up the mountain? Leave him, a little kid, alone in the mountains?"
Even though it didn't happen this time, she had thrown it so many times before. She just did a transplant, which is not too much.
Xiang Yao didn't give him a chance to explain and said to Yang Youliang, "Captain, throwing a child of a few years old onto the mountain is simply murder. Everyone knows there are many wild animals in our mountains. If He Guoqiang hadn't been so lucky, he would have been carried away and eaten by a wild animal long ago."
Yang Youliang felt a terrible headache and subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette. He searched several pockets but couldn't find one. At that moment, a pack of Red Orange brand was handed to him.
He waved his hand: "No, no."
Nie Baichuan pressed the cigarette into his hand and said, "No one in our family smokes, so you can take it, Captain."
Yang Youliang refused twice but failed to turn it down. He took it, took out a match, lit it, and took a deep puff.
He looked at He Liuzhi and asked, "You beat the child like this? And you often throw him into the mountains?"
There was a deep vertical wrinkle between his often frowning brows, which made him look even more imposing. When he looked at He Liuzhi with such a stern face, He Liuzhi couldn't help but sweat profusely.
"Children will become useful if they are not beaten..." he muttered softly.
Xiang Yao snorted coldly: "Other people beat their children because they are disobedient and do something wrong, so they teach them a lesson."
"You beat He Guoqiang purely because you disliked him. You beat him up for no reason. How can you say that beating is the only way to make a man successful?"
She said in a resounding voice: "This is clearly unwarranted abuse!"
He Liuzhi raised his eyes and looked at Xiang Yao gloomily, but the next moment he noticed that Nie Baichuan behind her was staring at him coldly with icy eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel a chill.
Thinking back to not long ago, this man had brought a few people to his house. Those young men had warned him and beaten him, but Nie Baichuan had stood aside without saying a word, allowing those people to do the brutal thing...
He shuddered violently, immediately shifted his gaze away, lowered his head, and dared not look at Yao again.
He didn't dare look at Xiang Yao, but Xiang Yao dared to glare at the couple.
She looked at Zhang Xiaoxi again and continued, "And you, are you worthy of being a mother? Your son was beaten half to death, and you just watched indifferently, never trying to stop him. Why did you give birth to him in the first place?!"
When they heard the words "give birth to him", both He Liuzhi and Zhang Xiaoxi felt a tremor in their hearts.
All this happened because He Guoqiang was born through borrowed sperm.
He Liuzhi is both inferior and twisted. He relies on his son, but hates that this son is not his own. He hopes that his son will take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life, but he also suspects that this son will only see his biological father to the end of his life.
He was pretty normal a few years ago, even though he doubted himself and his life from time to time. But in recent years, he has become overly concerned and his behavior has become even more abnormal.
And in this change, the person who was the first to be hurt was He Guoqiang.
He was as thin as a reed, as if he could be broken in half with just a slight bend.
This weak and defenseless appearance emboldened He Liuzhi and aroused the cruelty in his heart.
By successfully committing violence again and again, he rediscovered his dignity as a man, a father, and the head of the family.
As for Zhang Xiaoxi, Zhang Xiaoxi glanced at the angry Xiang Yao, and seemed to be a little confused as to why such an outsider was so angry.
She said lightly, "He Guoqiang was born after ten months of pregnancy. Of course I was worried, but children are always thrown around."
"Besides," she glanced at He Liuzhi, a trace of contempt and resentment in her eyes, "It's not that I didn't try to persuade him, but it was useless."
Xiang Yao asked her back, "Have you fulfilled your duty just by giving her advice?"
Zhang Xiaoxi: "What else?"
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