When Zhong Xiaoxiao heard this, the image of Lin Qingping driving a truck with the headlights on appeared in front of her. The crisp and refreshing voice of "Get in the car" seemed to still be ringing in her ears, every word deafening.
"I...I want to live a life like yours." Zhong Xiaoxiao said in a low voice.
"What kind of life do you want from me?" Lin Qingping stared at her, only able to see the top of her head. "Zhong Xiaoxiao, raise your head and tell me!"
"I've thought about living a life like yours..." Zhong Xiaoxiao slowly raised her head and looked into Lin Qingping's eyes. She saw determination and encouragement in Lin Qingping's eyes.
She bit her lip and spoke a little louder, "Lin Qingping, I want to live like you."
"You have to tell me loudly! Zhong Xiaoxiao, what kind of life do you want to live?" Lin Qingping stared into her eyes.
Zhong Xiaoxiao suddenly burst into tears. All she could see was a group of people helping her escape from the village, the voices of people trying to catch her, the torches that were getting closer and closer, noisy and scary. Liu Dong's ghostly voice seemed to float from afar: Xiaoxiao, you have to be obedient, just be good, how could I bear to hit you?
Zhong Xiaoxiao covered her ears, trying to block out all the sounds, but those sounds were still rumbling in her ears. She shouted loudly, wanting her voice to cover all the other sounds, "Lin Qingping! I want to live a life like yours! Free! Brave! Determined! Not afraid of anything!"
After shouting, there was sudden silence.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was a little confused and put down her hands that were covering her ears. She saw Lin Qingping and all the people who had rescued her surrounding her and looking at her. The shouts of Liu Dong and the villagers all disappeared.
Lin Qingping stepped forward and held her hand. "Zhong Xiaoxiao, we can pull you out of the village, but if you want to completely get out of your quagmire-like life, you have to pull yourself out."
Lin Qingping's hands are very warm.
Zhong Xiaoxiao shed a tear and fell on the back of Lin Qingping's hand. She finally nodded, "I know. I'll listen to you."
Lin Qingping accompanied her to the police station to report the case.
In fact, Lin Qingping didn’t know whether it would be useful to report domestic violence now. In fact, in Lin Qingping’s opinion, this was no longer domestic violence. Just looking at the injury on Zhong Xiaoxiao’s head, if the collision was more serious, it would be hard to say whether someone would die. This was intentional injury!
However, even thirty years later, domestic violence is still seen by many people as a family conflict or a quarrel between couples.
However, no matter whether it is useful or not, this step must be taken!
They took the hospital diagnosis to the police station to report the case.
The person who answered the call was a young policeman. He was shocked to see Zhong Xiaoxiao's appearance and learned that it was her husband who beat her. Although he remained calm on the surface, he felt very sympathetic in his heart. He took a statement from Zhong Xiaoxiao and took photos.
Then, Lin Qingping asked everyone to get in the car and took them to a guesthouse in the neighboring county.
Lin Qingping knocked on the door of a room. A man was inside holding a child, rocking him to sleep. The child seemed very uneasy and didn't cry loudly, but just hummed and sobbed from time to time.
"Niuniu!" Zhong Xiaoxiao rushed forward and immediately held the child in her arms. She put her lips against the child's face and tears immediately flowed down her cheeks.
But after applying the paste, he immediately remembered something, turned around, put the child on the bed, and carefully checked the child for any injuries. Liu Dong, that devil, could really do anything...
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