Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 333 Three or two ebony plums outside the bamboo ([-])
When he woke up the next day, Lao Qing had already left with the 2000 yuan he had saved to pay Xiao Luo Jin for incidentals.

Qiao Wei was relieved that she didn't meet this scumbag dad.

When brushing her teeth in the morning, she looked at Li Yan who was busy washing clothes in and out of the bathroom, and couldn't help but said, "Mom."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Li Yan was putting the washed clothes on the hanger, and asked casually.

The scars on her face have not healed, and a high piece of her left cheek is swollen.

She continued to do housework as if nothing had happened, and she would continue to work and earn money to support her family under the strange eyes of outsiders.

How important money is to this family.

She needs to support a daughter who is in junior high school, a son who is in elementary school, and a husband who just asks the family for money with his palm up.

Do you feel sad after being domestically abused?How to deal with the wound?How to deal with outsiders' concern or gossip?These are not issues she wants to consider.

Li Yan is so busy that she has no time or thought to think about herself.

Get up at five o'clock every day to wash clothes, make breakfast for the children, and send the youngest son to school.

Then rush to the clothing market to buy clothes, sell them in small stores, ask kind colleagues to look after them at noon, and go home to make lunch for the children.

It wasn't until it was dark that I dragged my tired body home to make dinner for the hungry children who were doing their homework.

After washing the dishes, she hurried to the night market and set up a small stall, hoping to sell some clothes so that the family would not be hungry tomorrow.

Li Yan revolves around her husband and children all day long, and does not live for herself for a single minute.

She is used to such days.

"Mom, the paint on the hanger is off, and the iron sheet is leaking out." Qiao Wei reminded.

Li Yan glanced at it, disapproving, "Oh, it's all right."

"Iron sheets will stain clothes with rust."

"I'll just pay attention."

Qiao Wei spat out the toothpaste foam in her mouth and sighed.

"Mom, how much is a hanger?" she asked.

Li Yan replied: "One dollar and three."

She is a budget-conscious woman who knows where to buy the cheapest daily necessities to ease a little financial burden.

But at the same time, she is a confused woman who cares too much about the little gain and loss, so she can't see the bigger damage.

"How much are your clothes?"

"thirty."

"How much are my clothes?"

"one hundred."

"How much is the clothes on my brother?"

"Three hundred." Li Yan finally sensed what Qiao Wei meant, raised her head nervously, rubbed her fingers and said. "Qiao Wei, it's not that my mother is partial. Your brother has delicate skin, so he can't wear clothes of poor quality..."

"I know." Qiao Wei didn't care about the value of the clothes at all. "Mom, do you see the rust on the hanger?"

Li Yan was taken aback, and looked at the hanger in her hand.

Just now she didn't notice that the paint on the hanger was peeling off and the iron sheet was exposed, so she took a set, and after a while, there was a brown rust stain on the inside of the white T-shirt in her hand.

"Mom, is it worth it to ruin your own clothes worth tens or even hundreds of dollars because you are reluctant to spend money on a clothes hanger worth [-] cents?"

Looking at her mother who was lost in thought, Qiao Wei had something in her heart, so she kept beating hard.

"Mom, you are only 40 years old, you are still very young, and you have a long time to come. It is still time to change your life, change your man, and reorganize your family. Divorce, be responsible to yourself, and to me and my brother Responsible."

Faced with her daughter's abnormal words, Li Yan was a little panicked.

For so many years, it is not that Li Yan has not thought about divorce.

However, she was afraid of that man.

Afraid that he would entangle her, afraid that he would not leave, afraid that he would beat her harder, afraid that he would bite people everywhere like a mad dog, and also afraid of the strange eyes of relatives and friends.

It was these five words of "fear" that tied her into a situation where she could not advance and could not retreat.

And now, now, Lao Qing has actually set his mind on his daughter...

No wonder the daughter was frightened and firmly persuaded her to divorce.

Li Yan knew in her heart that she really couldn't bear to live with this man any longer.

But is divorce really that simple?

"Let's move away and go to a place where he can't find it. We will sue for divorce. If we can't leave once, we will sue twice. No matter what, two years is definitely enough for the court to decide the divorce."

two years...

Li Yan was a little shaken.

She has been here for more than ten years, and two years is really not a long time for her.

Except for donating a rice green seed, Lao Qing has never been responsible for the family. Instead, he takes money out of the house every three days, eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles outside, making life even more miserable for the struggling family.

As long as she could get rid of that man completely, not to mention two years, even three to five years, she would also like to try.

"Mom..." Qiao Wei held Li Yan's hand, her hand was rough and fat, with a thick layer of callus. "He strikes more and more ruthlessly every time, and he doesn't miss the past at all. You must think about it clearly."

Finally, Li Yan nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Divorce, you must leave!"

"Well, I'm off to school then."

Qiao Wei breathed a sigh of relief, washed her face, put on her school uniform, went downstairs with her schoolbag on her back, found her own bicycle, and opened the lock with her head down.

Suddenly, a figure appeared next to him, blocking the light from the early morning sun.

"Tsk tsk tsk, whose broken bicycle is this? It's so broken, do you still need a padlock?"

The tone of voice is yin and yang, and one can tell that it is deliberately finding fault.

Qiao Wei pretended not to hear, pushed the bicycle and walked out.

"Hey, hey little girl, stop for me!"

The visitor was obviously unwilling to be left out, and his long arms passed over her and pressed on the head of the bicycle, preventing her from pushing the bicycle forward.

"Speaking to you, are you dumb or deaf?"

Qiao Wei sighed silently, raised her eyelids, and said in a cold tone, "Student An Cheng, there is a saying in ancient times that 'a good dog does not block the way', I wonder if you have heard of it?"

The one who found fault was a teenager who was wearing the same school uniform as Qiao Wei.

Delicate and delicate, his complexion is a healthy wheat color, he has two small canine teeth when he smiles, his eyebrows are curved and his eyes are very cute, he looks like a handsome boy.

From his good facial features, it can be seen that he will definitely be a handsome guy in the future.

This is Qiao Wei's neighbor and classmate An Cheng.

Neighbors across the street.

She lives in a slum, and he lives in a rich neighborhood opposite the slum.

Adolescent children are at the time when they are vaguely curious about the opposite sex.

Perhaps out of boredom, An Cheng was very keen on bullying her.

When Qiao Wei was sitting by the window doing her homework last night, she was hit by the dates he threw in several times.

(End of this chapter)