Zhang Jingyun was originally like ashes, like a rag doll at his mercy, the pain on her arms and body made her suffer, and she hated to die like this, it was better than being tortured and humiliated every day.

When he heard that he had hit his daughter, a look flashed in her dull eyes, and the proud Shao Jianren didn't notice it, got up and walked into the house. Before leaving, he kicked Zhang Jingyun.

"Don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and cook, Lao Tzu has fed you, it's time for you to feed Lao Tzu, by the way, get me two appetizers, Lao Tzu has to celebrate."

Before leaving, Shao Jianren threw her a sentence, and walked away without shameless naked without wearing pants and on crutches.

Today is the happiest day in half a month, the second child is easy to use, and he can sleep with a little girl who is bright and bright (Wang Lijuan has not come back yet, he thinks that he can get her, her mother is in his hands, and she can't run away from the cold).

Zhang Jingyun slowly got up from the ground, looking at the torn clothes, looking at the bruises and purple scars on her body, especially the fireworks on her arms, is this a human life?

Standing up and walking into the house in a distraught, Shao Jianren, who was lying on the bed humming Weihu Mountain, saw her enter the house, picked up the ashtray and smashed it on her head, Zhang Jingyun seemed to be stupid, and she didn't know how to dodge.

"Bang dang."

The ashtray smashed on her forehead, fell to the ground and fell to pieces, blood flowed down her forehead, Zhang Jingyun didn't wipe it, she didn't even frown, she walked to the cabinet naked, opened the cabinet door, and got dressed unhurriedly.

In front of her eyes was a red blood, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Damn, it's really a cheap skin, let me tell you, don't play tricks, your son is a soldier, you dare to report to Lijuan in advance and not let her come back, Lao Tzu will go to your son's army to make trouble, just say that he has a leg with you, fuck, I want him to stay in the army without face."

Seeing that Zhang Jingyun was smashed and bleeding and didn't know how to wipe it, Shao Jianren smiled evilly and spoke, not forgetting to threaten her, in short, he slept Wang Lijuan was asleep, and whoever dared to stand in his way, he would kill him.

When Zhang Jingyun heard his words, she paused for a moment in her dressing movements, and her eyes became more and more gloomy.

When cooking, she stewed fish, and Shao Jianren's mother did the work of buying vegetables every day, in short, she was not allowed to go out of the house for half a step.

Holding a small paper bag wrapped in newspaper, he poured the white medicine noodles inside into the pot, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today's meal is quite sumptuous, a braised fish, a fried pepper with eggs, Shao Jianren happily hummed Dongfanghong's song in his heart, and poured himself two taels of wine.

"Come, to celebrate's return to strength, let's have a drink."

When eating, he seemed to be a different person, from a fierce god to a smiling smiling Buddha, and personally poured Zhang Jingyun a glass of liquor.

"I'll wash my face, you eat first."

Zhang Jingyun looked at him steadily, said a word like a sluggish puppet, stood up and walked towards the toilet.

"Also, looking at the blood on your face affects Lao Tzu's mood."

Shao Jianren waved his hand impatiently, Zhang Jingyun didn't look at him, held his head high, and walked past him like a proud peacock.

"Through the forest sea, across the snowfield, angry Xiaohan! Lyrical and ambitious to face the mountains. ”

Shaking his head and singing the lyrics of Yang Zirong in Outwitting Tiger Mountain, Shao Jianren shook his head and patted himself, took a sip of wine, ate a bite of fish, and felt that the depression in his heart disappeared.

He has thought about it, now he is in the limelight, after this wind, send some favors to go away, transfer to other factories, not to be a factory can be a workshop director, nothing is delayed.

Zhang Jingyun washed her face unhurriedly in the toilet, her hair was messy by Shao Jianren, she combed it carefully, took out cosmetics and wiped them on her face, painted her eyebrows and phoenixes, and dressed herself seriously, as if she was going to a grand banquet.