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Chapter 57 Domestic Violence

 Mother Hu also looked at her eldest daughter, her eyes dull and numb. She was picking at the rice in front of her one bite at a time.

Hu Xinzhou's expression was as indifferent as her mother with dementia, and she just said to Xincheng expressionlessly: "Xincheng, give mom an egg dumpling."

Then she lowered her head and continued to feed her brother dinner. The bright red blood stains under her pale hair kept swaying in front of her eyes, and tears filled her eyes. She bit her lip and forced it back.

There were footsteps at the door, and then someone opened the door with a key. Xincheng, who was eating dinner carefree, immediately changed his color. Hu Xinzhou urged:

"Eat quickly, then go to your room to do your homework."

Xincheng immediately started devouring it.

After trying the key several times and failing to open it, I started kicking the door with curses:

"Damn, open the door for me. You are a bunch of stinky bitches and debt collectors. Hurry up and open the door for me."

Hu Xinzhou sat motionless, while Li Dahua outside continued to shout:

"Open the door quickly, I will kill you sooner or later. What a fool."

Hu Xinzhou stood up in a hurry, opened the door, and was soon kicked to the ground, knocking over a pile of paper boxes. The empty mineral water bottles inside scattered out and rolled to the floor. These empty bottles were all from Hu Xinzhou's weekend.

I took my sister to pick it up and sell it once a week to get some pocket money.

"Little bastard, you are eating my food and drinking my food, don't you dare to let me in. I will kill you, believe it or not?" Li Dahua drank some wine from somewhere. He smelled of alcohol, his eyes were red, and he was swaying.
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Hu Xincheng wanted to help his sister, but Hu Xinzhou scolded: "What did I tell you?"

Hu Xinzhou stood up and without saying a word, walked to the dining table and sat down in front of his younger brother. Xincheng quickly hid in his room.

Li Dahua was drunk and hazy. He wanted to chase after him and kick him a few more times, but when he saw the fearful look in his son's eyes, he reluctantly pulled back his kick. It was very rare for him to have a son as he was old. He had never been able to beat Hu Xinzhou, mother and daughter.

Brain. Take action if you want. If you want to curse, curse.

But his son has to be taken care of by someone. He has been living like a bachelor, lazy and stupid, so he has to have a free nanny to take care of his son.

He didn't mind telling these thoughts directly to the Hu family mother and daughter, who were banging the table and hitting the bench at the moment:

"If I didn't look out for my son, your mother would have been hacked to death by me a long time ago. You must kneel down and kowtow to thank my son."

Hu Xinzhou and Hu's mother were unmoved and continued to do their own things. Apparently they had heard this line at least hundreds of thousands of times.

Past experience is that as long as you remain silent and ignore him, Li Dahua will be unable to perform after venting for an hour.

But today Li Dahua became more and more excited as he talked. He did not attack Hu Xinzhou because she was feeding his son, and he did not want to accidentally hurt his son, so he targeted Hu's mother:

"You damn bitch, you dare to jump off a building with my son in your arms. Do you want me to have no children? I will kill you today."

He grabbed Hu's mother's hair, dragged her to the sofa, and punched and kicked her.

Hu's mother didn't beg for mercy. Hu Xinzhou didn't move either. Her brother had almost eaten, so she wiped his mouth with a scarf. Then she went to the kitchen to pack a bowl of cold rice and ate it with the cold dishes.

The sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard in the living room, and Hu Xinzhou's tears fell into the bowl.

"Damn it, are you knitting a shabby sweater every day for your bastard husband to wear? You blind thing, I am your husband now. You are blind and useless, so today I will poke your eyes out."<

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Li Dahua took out the sweater needle, pressed his wife's hand that resisted in vain, and prepared to poke it in the eye.


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