Chapter 97 Lin Wanwan suffers miscarriage due to domestic violence
"Pah! You worthless wretch, you think you can just bring back some food stamps to appease a beggar? If it weren't for my help, would she be able to rise to such a high position?"
He suddenly turned to Zhang Jiumei, his voice rising abruptly, filled with a hysterical greed, "Quick! Give me the grain coupons, I'm going to exchange them for some flour. I've had enough of this rotten vegetable scraps that taste like pig swill, hurry up!"
Zhang Jiumei shuddered in fright, instinctively hiding the cloth bag behind her back, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Old Lin, no, Wanwan said that money is hard-earned, we have to use it sparingly, and we have to endure a long time."
"Endure? When will it ever end?"
Lin Jianguo roared, struggling to lunge forward to snatch it, "I want to eat white flour! I want to eat meat! Give it to me!"
His withered hand reached out to Zhang Jiumei like an eagle's claw.
"No!" Zhang Jiumei cried, clutching the cloth bag tightly. "This was something Wanwan painstakingly dug out of her teeth; it's her life! We can't..."
"Her life? Isn't my life a life too? Ah..."
Lin Jianguo went completely mad, lunging forward to tear things apart. The tattered cotton quilts were overturned, and the enamel basin was kicked over, making a piercing sound.
The two men grappled in the dim light, like two vultures fighting over carrion.
On the other side, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps, mixed with a man's rude curses and a woman's terrified sobs, came from afar and suddenly broke the stagnant silence of the air-raid shelter.
The sound was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone in the family compound.
"Let me go, Jiahao, what are you doing? Let me explain... Ah!" It was Lin Wanwan's distorted scream, filled with extreme fear.
"Explain? Explain that you've been stealing money and food stamps to feed your mother's family to rats again? Lin Wanwan, do you think I'm stupid? Do you think my Lu family runs a bank, with money to burn for you anytime? You bitch."
Everyone in the family compound peered out of their houses and windows and heard the sounds of the Lu family pulling and struggling, Lin Wanwan crying and pleading, and Lu Jiahao's foul-mouthed cursing, all mixed together and growing closer.
Some people gathered together and pointed fingers at the Lu family's son for beating his wife.
"Mom! Dad! Help me..."
Lin Wanwan's hair was disheveled, her face bore clear handprints, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her coat was torn and messy, revealing the lining underneath.
She struggled desperately, trying to lunge out of the room, but Lu Jiahao dragged her roughly onto the bed like a bag of garbage.
"Save you? Even the King of Heaven himself can't save you, you wicked woman!" Lu Jiahao's eyes were bloodshot, and veins on his forehead were bulging, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.
He was incredibly strong; Lin Wanwan's struggles were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"Bang!"
He grabbed Lin Wanwan's arm and threw her onto the bed, making a muffled thud, like the sound of a body hitting the cold bed hard.
Immediately following was Lu Jiahao's low growl, suppressing his rage, and the sickeningly loud "thud" of his fists slamming into flesh.
"You stole! You'll fill this bottomless pit of your family's wealth, you bitch!"
"I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry a jinx like you!"
"Your dad's a fired good-for-nothing! You're a good-for-nothing too! You bastard!"
"I'll beat you to death, you shameless bastard!"
Each curse was accompanied by a heavy thud.
At first, Lin Wanwan made sharp cries and pleas for mercy, but gradually, the sound weakened and turned into intermittent, painful sobs and groans, like a cat being choked.
Lin Wanwan collapsed to the ground in despair, trembling with fear.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.
It wasn't Lu Jiahao's furious, heavy footsteps, but rather a few young men passing by the Lu family's gate, their voices filled with excitement and schadenfreude.
"Have you heard? Breaking news: the list of worker-peasant-soldier students has been released, and Lu Jiahao is not on the list."
"Lu Jiahao? Which Lu Jiahao? Oh, the son of Director Lu from the machinery factory?"
"Yes! That's him! Hey, he's out!"
"They broke up? What happened? His dad isn't..."
"Hey! He didn't pass the political background check. I heard it was a tight one. The higher-ups found out that his father-in-law, that Lin Jianguo who got fired from the machinery factory, has serious problems. I heard he got a woman pregnant, his conduct is corrupt, and the impact is terrible. With a family like that, he still wants to go to university? Dream on."
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is really bad, all for naught! Where will Director Lu put his face now?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down..."
The sounds, though not loud, were exceptionally clear and carried by the wind into Lu Jiahao's ears.
This completely enraged Lu Jiahao, whose already fiery temper erupted like a volcano, and he used both hands and feet, his actions becoming increasingly fierce and violent.
Soon after, Lin Wanwan felt a warm sensation in her lower body, and a large amount of blood gushed out between her legs.
Oh no, the baby is probably going to die!
"Jiahao, save...save me, please save our child..." Lin Wanwan cried out in tears, filled with endless fear and pleading.
"Hmph, child, is he really my child?"
Lu Jiahao looked suspicious, his eyes filled with distrust and disgust.
Lin Wanwan stared wide-eyed in horror, sobbing uncontrollably: "Jiahao, how can you say that? Of course this is your child. We've been husband and wife, how can you distrust me like this?"
"Oh, Lin Wanwan, you sleep with people so easily, you seem really casual."
Lu Jiahao snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain and anger.
Lu Jiahao's words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Lin Wanwan's heart. She collapsed to the ground in despair, instinctively covering her stomach with her hands. Blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath her red.
"You... how could you be so cruel..." Lin Wanwan sobbed uncontrollably, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Lin Jianguo and Zhang Jiumei rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
Seeing her daughter in such a terrible state, Zhang Jiumei screamed and rushed towards Lu Jiahao like a madwoman, "You beast, what have you done to my daughter? I'll fight you to the death!" As she spoke, she raised her hand to hit Lu Jiahao.
Lu Jiahao dodged to the side, glaring at them fiercely: "You bunch of bastards, get out of here! It's your Lin family that ruined my future and made me lose all face. How dare you come here?"
Lin Jianguo was trembling with rage. He pointed at Lu Jiahao and said, "You... how can you do such a thing without feeling any remorse? She is your wife, carrying your own child. How could you do such a thing? You are worse than a beast!"
Lu Jiahao showed no remorse whatsoever, and sneered, "Hahahaha, your own flesh and blood? In my eyes, she's just a burden. If you know what's good for you, you'd better take her and leave, and don't let me see you again!"
Lin Wanwan lay weakly on the ground, her consciousness fading, murmuring, "My child... my child... is gone..."
Lin Jianguo and Zhang Jiumei were both angry and saddened when they saw their daughter. The couple quickly took Lin Wanwan to the hospital.
The doctor solemnly informed us that the baby could not be saved.
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