Chapter 90 The Ruined Life

It was late at night, only Lu Nan, Zhou Tong, and Lei Zi were still drinking in the main room.

Ning Xi took Tang Xiangqin to make the bed in the room, looking at the three people who were already drunk in the main room, Zhou Tong and Lei Zi must not be allowed to leave tonight.

Speaking of Tang Xiangqin, since she met Lu Zhenghai at noon, she let go of all vigilance. Although she still seldom talked, she didn't avoid everyone like before. After starting work in the afternoon, she even took the initiative to go to the production workshop to invite workers Teach her to do things.

It's the same now, when Ningxia came to make the bed, she also took the initiative to follow and help.

"Boss, this sister-in-law, I recognize her. Besides you, she will be the person I respect most in Zhou Tong." Zhou Tong raised his wine glass and put one hand on Lu Nan's shoulder, and leaned towards Lu Nan with a swaying body. .

Lei Zi also drank too much, stood up holding the wine glass, and supported the table with one hand to stand still. "Yes, besides the boss, my sister-in-law is the person Lei Zi respects the most."

"I don't like people thinking about my wife." Lu Nan said this bluntly, but there was no meanness on his face. He raised his wine glass and clinked it with the two of them.

He was a little drunk tonight.

In his previous life, although he came back to heal his injuries for 9 months, he never had a drink with Zhou Tong and Lei Zi. Because of his disabled legs, he seldom returned to Sichuan after returning to the army. Zhou Tong and Lei Zi lost contact, and even less had the opportunity to sit and eat together.

Later, his precious daughter taught him to cherish, and he also began to miss his old comrades-in-arms, so he went back to Sichuan to want to get together with them, but at that time, Lei Zi had died in the line of duty, and only He and Zhou Tong.

Thinking of not only missing Ning Xi in his previous life, but also his brother who was born and died, Lu Nan also indulged himself to drink a few more drinks. No matter how far he goes in this life, he will cherish the people around him, not just his lover, but also Relatives and comrades-in-arms.

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In the dilapidated courtyard, clusters of Ling Xiaohua wrapped around the big tree, the flowers fluttered in the wind, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

A little boy about two years old carefully stepped forward, smiled and walked towards his mother who opened her arms not far away.

"Wow! Xiaonian is awesome, darling, walk slowly, come to mother's place, darling mother's place." The thin woman applauded excitedly, gently guiding the child towards herself.

"Heck! Big brother, come on!" A little girl wearing a bellyband next to the woman also imitated the woman's appearance while clapping and giggling.

The woman hurriedly smiled and said, "Xiao Nian engine oil! It seems that my sister is also cheering for Xiao Nian."

The road is not too far, just a few steps. For a child who has just learned to walk, such a distance is a bit far. After a few steps, he can't walk anymore. He can't stand his mother's call, so he opens his arms and tries to move his calves. Rush into the woman's arms.

"It's great, my Nian Bao is great." The woman happily ran to her son and kissed him on the face.

"Jin'er wants it too." Seeing her younger brother being kissed, the little girl pouts and throws herself into her mother's arms.

"Hehe! Why is Jin Bao still jealous with his brother?" The woman hurriedly wrapped her arms around her daughter, and kissed her on the cheek.

On the small road in the distance, a man stumbled towards this side with a bottle of wine in his hand.

The woman's complexion changed, and she immediately picked up the two children and carried them into the dilapidated small room, "Jin'er, Nian'er, don't come out, don't cry, do you hear me?"

"Yeah!" The girl nodded vigorously.

"Mom." The boy's eyes were red, and he walked slower than other children, but at the age of two, he knew that his mother locked them up, which meant that his mother would be beaten again.

The woman rubbed the boy's head, and said softly, "Nianbao loves his mother, and mother knows, but if Nianbao and Jinbao go out, mother will be beaten even more, you know?"

The boy didn't understand why this happened, but he nodded obediently.

"Where is the person? Where did the scumbag die?" A man's roar came from the yard.

The woman didn't care to appease the child, hurriedly closed the door, and walked out quickly.

"Shameless bitch." As soon as the man saw the woman pick up the glass bottle in her hand, he threw it at the woman's head.

There was only a crash, the glass bottle shattered and splashed everywhere, and the bright red blood slid down the hair and forehead all the way.

The woman seemed to be ignorant of the pain, she stood there without saying a word, and there was no trace of pain on her face.

The man came up to the woman staggeringly, kicked the woman to the ground, and punched and kicked the woman.

"Bitch, shameless bastard, I'll kill you, kill you..."

The man beat and scolded at the same time, and after a while the woman was beaten black and blue, but she kept silent and let the man beat her violently.

Doesn't she know it hurts?
No, it is not.

She is not a log, how could she not know the pain, she did not resist, did not cry, because she knew.

The reason for not resisting is because the result of resistance is even more terrifying torture, and even implicated the two children to suffer with her.

The reason for not crying or fussing is because she knows that the more she cries, the more he will fight harder. Only when she does not cry and make a fuss will he feel bored and let her go.

Just as the woman thought, after beating for a while, the wood-like woman made the man lose interest, cursed and staggered back to the house and fell asleep on the bed.

The night was deep, and the crows in the woods were squawking. The already lonely night added a bit of weirdness. The man who fell asleep on the bed woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the woman who was leaning forward and curled up in a ball.

The man grabbed the woman's arm and dragged her to his side, sat up and roughly tore off the woman's clothes, lowered his head and bit the woman's shoulder...

During the whole process, the woman just closed her eyes, didn't resist, let alone cry, and didn't react like a dead fish, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted on her until he fell asleep on her when he was tired.

Tears rolled down the woman's eyelids, and only at this time did she dare to cry silently.

She didn't dare to cry in front of a man, her tears would only make him bully her even more.

She dared not cry in front of the child, her tears would only make the child more frightened.

This kind of life has been going on for almost three years, and she doesn't know when it will be the end.

It's not that she didn't want to escape, but this small mountain village far away from the urban area is like a solid cage, no matter what method she uses, she can't escape, and every time she is caught, the result is a severe beating.

It's not that she didn't think about killing a man while he was drunk, but she still has two babies. If she kills someone, her babies will be left alone, and she will be pointed at and called as the children of a murderer. .

The next day, the morning light was twilight and the sun was rising. The woman got out of bed lightly and walked into another small room. Two children had already woken up and were playing on the bed. People are terrible, wake her up, and my mother will be beaten again.

(End of this chapter)

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