Ex-husband, no date (60)

About half an hour later, suddenly there was a crackling sound outside, as if all the dishes were smashed to the ground, followed immediately by Yun Dashan's roar and He Xiaomei's scream.

Yun Miao slowly put away the plan, pulled up the hem of his shirt, walked to the door, and opened a corner.

Bowls and plates were broken on the floor, and the tables and stools were all overturned. Yun Dashan, with a red face and a big fist, pushed He Xiaomei down to the ground and beat him, who kept screaming and cursing.

At the gate, Yun Feipeng, who was almost seven years old, turned pale with fright and kept crying.

Seeing Yun Miao behind the crack in the door, he immediately rushed over crying and grabbed her arm tightly. His face was full of fear and anxiety: "Ugly monster... Mom and Dad... they started fighting..."

Yun Miao's eyes darkened.

He is seven years old, not young anymore.

Her sister is only nine years old. Even though she is a bit introverted and is often bullied by their mother and son, she is still very polite.

But this seven-year-old boy, who was already in school, had never called his eldest sister "sister". When he bullied his younger sister, Xiaonuan, he would also call her "sick man" and "loser".

Sure enough, teaching by words and deeds is really important.

However, Yun Miao still pulled him into the house.

"come on in."

"Dad is drunk. He can't tell people apart now. Be careful and he will push you to the ground and beat you."

Yun Feipeng cried so hard that she was out of breath, "But...but mom..."

Yun Miao patted his shoulder and comforted him calmly: "Your mother is fine. Look in the village, don't men often beat their wives? Aren't they all fine in the end?"

"Dad will stop after he loses his temper. If we rush forward now, not only will we not be able to help, but we will both get beaten."

I remember last time, she was beaten by Jiang Qiao after he was drunk, and He Xiaomei comforted her like this.

She said that there were many wife beaters in the village, like Jiang Qiao, who just accidentally touched her a few times when he was drunk. It was nothing.

Nowadays, He Xiaomei probably doesn't care too much about being roughed up by her husband.

"Yeah." He was alone just now, and what happened happened very suddenly, so that's why Yun Feipeng was so scared.

Now that I have someone by my side, I am comforted again, and I am not so scared anymore, and I gradually stopped crying.

After about six or seven minutes, the yelling outside stopped.

Yun Miao pulled him out.

Yundashan was already lying on the wooden couch on the side and fell asleep. His face and neck were red. It was obvious that he had drunk a lot and was completely drunk.

Of course, this was not the real reason why he suddenly became impatient and violently beat up people.

It was Yun Miao who had put some powder in the wine that could make people mad.

So, while He Xiaomei was nagging and complaining, when she tried to grab her husband's wine glass again and again, she was knocked over.

"Son... son..."

He Xiaomei's mouth was broken, one eye was red and swollen, and her face was swollen. She held her waist and dragged her painful leg, and got up from the ground with difficulty.

Seeing that his son was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When her peripheral vision caught sight of Yun Miao, who had a calm face, the fire she had been holding in her heart instantly ignited, "You stinky girl, if you hadn't brought the wine back, this wouldn't have happened. You..."

Yun Miao looked at her expressionlessly, "Does it hurt?"

He Xiaomei was stunned, "You...?"

Yun Miao came closer and suddenly raised her lips, carefully observing the injuries on her face as if observing a work of art created by her own hands.

Yan Xiaoyan said: "So you also know the pain."
Chapter completed!