"ah?"

"Su Huiwen was abused? Are you sure?"

Song Fuyu seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

What Aunt Wu said made her feel very unbelievable. After all, Su Huiwen's cursing was not hearsay, but she had heard it with her own ears.

"You heard me right, she fooled everyone."

"She was probably afraid that we would know that she was being abused, so she used the loud noise to cover up the truth."

"But what does she want?"

This made Song Fuyu a little confused. Shouldn't a normal person who is subjected to domestic violence fight back and seek help?

She turns around and protects the abuser. What kind of weird idea is this?

In her opinion, choosing to conceal the truth after being beaten and not facing the facts will only make Tang Aiguo more indulgent. After all, there will be no punishment after beating someone up, and he may even be forgiven.

It seems unlikely that Su Huiwen loves Tang Aiguo, otherwise she would not have become pregnant with someone else's child before marriage.

"I guess it's for the kids."

"She is very proud and strong-willed, and she looks down on people who are not as well off as she is. She definitely doesn't want outsiders to know about the ugly situation in her family."

"You also know the situation in the family compound. Once people know about it, it will spread all over the family compound in a short time. I think it would be more difficult for her to accept that she was abused than being beaten by Tang Aiguo."

Su Huiwen had offended many people in the family compound, both openly and covertly. If everyone knew that she was beaten by a man, most of those who disliked her would just gloat over her misfortune and might even come to her house to make some sarcastic remarks.

Song Fuyu didn't want to guess what Su Huiwen's mentality was, but it was definitely true that he was mentally abnormal.

If it is really for the children, we should stand up against domestic violence.

Judging from Tang Meimei's personality of not wanting to interact with outsiders, this incident must have had an impact on her a long time ago, but she just didn't know how to say it.

At night, Song Fuyu was lying on the bed and told Yan Ziyuan about Su Huiwen. Even he felt a little surprised.

"Don't think about their family's affairs. Neither of them is normal. You won't see them again in the future. When the house next door is vacated, new neighbors will move in."

"Xiao Bai has been fighting with Uncle Li for the house next door recently."

"Can it be done?"

"It won't work, even if he says he will. He's not at the right level."

"All right."

"Pity?"

"It's not a pity, I just think Xiaobai and his friends have less to do and will be better neighbors."

"It's okay. Don't worry about the people who move in later. Uncle Li will definitely help keep an eye on them."

"Go to sleep."

They hadn't slept in the same bed for more than ten days. Yan Ziyuan wanted to hold her in his arms while sleeping, but because she was injured, he was afraid of hurting her. In the end, he had to settle for the second best and held her uninjured right hand.

"Ziyuan, are you asleep?"

They lay in bed holding hands for half an hour, but she still couldn't fall asleep.

"No."

He would always fall asleep only after her breathing became steady.

"I slept too much during the day, and now I can't sleep."

"Close your eyes, be quiet and don't think about anything."

“Do you ever have trouble sleeping?”

“Yes, but relatively few.”

"So what did you do when you couldn't sleep before?"

"Go outside and run ten laps. If you still can't fall asleep, run ten more laps. When you're tired, you'll be able to fall asleep."

Well, it's a crude method, but it does work.

"When I couldn't sleep in the past, I liked to count sheep. Sometimes I would fall asleep while counting, but it was easy for me to be controlled by the sheep because I would forget how many I had counted and would have to start over again, which made it even harder to fall asleep."

"Counting sheep? How do you count?"

"It's one sheep, two sheep, three sheep...and so on."

"But I never count past two hundred. My mind gets tied up when I get past a hundred."

"Why count sheep? It should be the same if we just count them directly, right?"

"How can it be the same?"

"It's boring to just count. Sheep are very gentle animals. Counting them makes people feel safer."

One thing Yan Ziyuan learned after being with her is that you should never try to reason with her, because there are only two outcomes. One is that she will continue to talk to you until you win the argument. The other is that she will get angry after the argument. So the best way to live in harmony is that whatever she says is right.

"I don't feel like counting sheep today. Tell me some stories."

"Well, close your eyes."

Song Fuyu closed his eyes obediently.

Yan Ziyuan didn't know how to tell the fairy tales she had heard when she was a child. He only told stories about when he had just joined the army.

He was only fifteen years old at that time. He knew nothing at first and often got into trouble.

Fortunately, their squad leader at that time was a very nice person. Seeing that he was young, he often took the blame for him.

It's a pity that such a good person died in a mission seven years ago. For this, Yan Ziyuan shed tears for the first time since joining the army.

He spoke softly about the past, and noticed that the breathing of his lover beside him had become steady. He tucked her in and closed his eyes.

When he woke up the next day, Song Fuyu had no idea when he fell asleep last night.

It seems that if I can’t sleep in the future, I can ask him to tell me stories, which has a good hypnotic effect.

"Fu Yu, did you sleep well last night?"

Wu Hong also heard that she couldn't be woken up in the hospital and was very worried about it.

"I slept well."

"That's good."

"Go wash up quickly. I'm going to have the pancakes you taught me to make this morning. I added a little milk powder to them and cooked a pot of millet porridge."

"Aunt Wu, you'll make me dependent on you, and I'll definitely not want to work anymore."

"Haha, that's good. Anyway, your brother and sister-in-law are not usually with us, so I will just treat them as having a daughter."

Both in appearance and personality, Song Fuyu satisfied Wu Hong's fantasy of having a daughter.

"Brother Mingjun and Brother Minglang have it so hard. They used to be jealous of Ziyuan, and now there's another person competing for their favor."

"It's their fault that they are so busy with work that they don't even come back to see us."

"Go wash up quickly, Ziyuan and your uncle Li will be back in a few minutes."

Wu Hong asked her to go to the bathroom to wash up while she continued to make pancakes.

“It smells so good.”

As soon as the door opened, Li Yunhua smelled a sweet fragrance in the air.

"Hey...you are the ones who are close, I am the fake one."

"When your Aunt Wu cooks for me at home, she is very careless. In the morning, she usually just makes some porridge and gives me some pickles. Sometimes the porridge is made the night before."

"You old man, I heard you making up stories about me in the kitchen."

"Unfair, I dare not make up stories about you, I am just stating the facts."

"Just be content with the porridge and pickles. If it weren't for you shouldering the responsibility of earning money to support the family, I wouldn't even bother to get up and cook in the morning."