The words on a small square board are vigorous and powerful, and the scratches are deep. You can see how angry the owner of the word is in his heart.

Xiangping stared blankly at the few words on the square board, and swallowed her saliva with a shrunken saliva, she had the impression that her mother-in-law had always been gentle and amiable, and she had never thrown her face. Even since she and Wen Sheng have been married for more than a year, her stomach has not moved, and she has not said a word of seriousness. And right now, it's really ruthless to my mother-in-law.

Although I was very scared, I was a little unwilling. A few big characters on the small square board were particularly dazzling, "This mansion has been taken care of by my mother-in-law and father-in-law, and the shop is also taken care of by my husband and second brother in the past." Why did she come here and enjoy it?!"

"Smack!" the teacup on the table shattered not far from Xiangping, and water and tea spilled onto her skirt and hands. But fortunately, the tea is no longer as hot as before, and the hands are only slightly red, but not burned. The crumbs of the porcelain cup did not fall on her body, and it was obvious that the dumb aunt under the anger still kept some sanity.

Xiangping's eyes widened, she hung her head tremblingly, bit her lip tightly, and endured the screams she was about to exhale. She put her hands on her knees, and she didn't dare to come out.

The mute aunt's chest rose and fell, and she was constantly panting. Although so many years have passed, the events of that year are still vivid, as if they happened yesterday.

That day, when I saw my husband being pressed on a stool, he knocked his mouth open, and the bright red blood gushed out of his mouth. The husband died of pain. He kowtowed desperately, and the flesh and blood on his forehead suddenly blurred, but the man snorted lightly, twisted his waist, turned around and walked out of the room.

"When I went back, I burned the dress. This kind of filthy place, I will never come back again. Outside the door, the man tugged at the corner of his skirt in disgust and commanded haughtily. With his hand on the butler's mother's wrist, he shook the handkerchief and left with the person in a big way.

The dumb aunt heard the footsteps that were moving away, and knew that the person had gone away. Understand that even if you kowtow this head, it won't help. She crawled to her husband's side with her hands and feet, looked at her husband's closed eyes, hugged the person tightly in her arms, and silently shed tears, not daring to make a sound, for fear of waking him up.

But at the same time, there was a panic in my heart, worried that my husband would fall asleep like this and never wake up.

I don't know how long it has been, but her emotions have gradually calmed down. His eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes looked vacantly at the tiny dust that was constantly jumping in the beam. The hand rested gently on his lower abdomen, where a small life was being conceived. The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she couldn't help but smile, but this smile was a little bitter.

His eyes were full of tears, but he refused to fall. muttered to himself: "Child, don't blame my mother for being ruthless. I can only blame you for your bitter life and reincarnated in your mother's belly. Her tone was gentle, but her words were unusually cold, and her eyes were cold.

After the dumb aunt made up her mind, she no longer hesitated, and begged the doorkeeper to bring some medicine for herself, she could not watch her husband die like this. The gatekeeper couldn't stand her bitter plea, so he nodded in agreement. Who knows, the medicines she asked for were mixed with abortion pills, and if they hadn't been discovered early, her child would have fallen with a bowl of medicine.

When Mrs. Yuwen found out about this, she was very angry. In a fit of rage, she will guard the door, buy medicine, and deliver food······ In short, everyone who has had contact with the dumb aunt will be punished. After the cane scolded the twenty boards, whether dead or alive, all of them were thrown out of the house.

Mrs. Yuwen looked at the dumb aunt condescendingly, and said in a cold voice: "Since you are so skillful, so many people who have been harmed at once will be punished with you. Why don't you open your mouth in the future. ”

The dumb aunt looked at Mrs. Yuwen calmly, letting everyone hold her down, and even when the cold knife was put on her tongue, her eyes did not blink, she just looked at Mrs. Yuwen so fixedly.

"Ahh·······h The dumb uncle angrily pushed the others away, hugged the dumb aunt hard, and cried sadly.

Gurgling blood flowed from the corners of the dumb aunt's mouth, and she glared at Mrs. Yuwen stubbornly. When he saw the longevity lock in the hand of Mrs. Yuwen's housekeeper's mother, he finally closed his eyes, and a line of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. She wouldn't be mistaken, the longevity lock was Wensheng's.

Later, the dumb uncle and the dumb aunt were locked up in a small dilapidated courtyard. Because this courtyard has long been abandoned, and few people usually come, if it weren't for Mrs. Yuwen's special explanation, she couldn't let the dumb aunt die, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a person who delivered food.

One day, the dumb aunt and uncle, who were sitting in the yard basking in the sun, suddenly heard a noise of children outside. One of the children was beaten and cried, his cry was very small, as if he was deliberately suppressed, and as if he was too weak to cry.

The dumb aunt and the dumb uncle suddenly burst into tears and couldn't cry. Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, they still hear that the child who was bullied and separated by a wall is their son Wensheng.

The two of them glanced at each other in unison, and they both saw a look of determination in each other's eyes: they couldn't sit still like this.

The two went out day and night, except for going to the place where their son lived and secretly looking at his son. It's just ordinary vitality, even if it's very weak, they don't let it go.

Inadvertently, I heard that the eldest young master Yuwen was going to entertain a guest from the Great Sect Dynasty. The dumb aunt hid behind the tree, and through the gap in the tree, she looked at the guest from the Great Sect, striding with her head held high. I can't help but have a plan.

The dumb aunt stared at the back of Master Yu who was getting farther and farther away, and gently let go of the branch in her hand. After standing for a while, his hand gently stroked his round belly, and he walked slowly but firmly towards his residence.

"Wensheng, you dog who has a mother and no mother's education, hurry up and finish moving these. Move more, grinding, like a girl. A cacophony of scolding woke up the dumb aunt who was pondering and weighing the pros and cons.

She hid in the corner of the verandah, watching Wen Sheng's thin little body, struggling to carry firewood taller than herself, and staggering towards the kitchen. The other children followed him, bouncing and laughing.

The dumb aunt's tears flowed silently. She clenched her fists and looked coldly at the children not far away.