After sitting on a long-distance bus for over three hours to see my daughter, who has been married for more than five years, this stubborn girl keeps saying she wants a divorce. Divorce! What kind of good reputation is that? The whole Hu Family Village knows that my daughter, who is both beautiful and educated, married into a good family in Jiangcheng. And now you tell me about divorce? Isn't that just dragging me into a theater and dumping a chamber pot on my head?
Moreover, you, as a woman, can't have children, and your in-laws are already troubled enough. Can't you let them say something? This time, I need to have a serious talk with her. Women these days should not be ungrateful when they are living in comfort.
I took the bus to her community entrance and saw a large crowd gathered tightly in the square ahead. Haha, this rural old lady is going to "watch the show" in the city!
In the crowd, a fierce voice shouted, "Your mother didn't teach you well; I'll take care of you! You old hen that can't lay eggs, hitting my precious grandson and almost losing him—let's see if I don't kill you!"
Someone advised, "Stop hitting her; that's your daughter-in-law!"
Hearing this commotion, the mother-in-law sounded quite fierce.
Sigh, the woman being beaten is also unfortunate; how could she not bear children at all?
Another voice was both tragic and helpless: "It's not my fault; Mao Mao tricked me into buying him cold drinks, and then he quietly went home! I didn't hit him!"
That voice sounded too familiar! My heart raced as I pushed through the crowd, desperately trying to get inside: "Move aside, let me in!"
Oh my God, lying on the ground is my daughter Qiu Ying. The short, stout woman resembling a gas cylinder is her mother-in-law the Jia Wu. the Jia Wu was pulling Qiu Ying's hair with one hand while fiercely slapping her face with the other.
My blood boiled; I felt like my heart was about to leap out of my chest! I can hit or scold my daughter, but no one else can! I know what kind of person my daughter is!
I rushed forward and grabbed the curly hair of that gas cylinder woman tightly. With one swift kick, I knocked her down. Don't underestimate me; even though I'm nearly sixty, I still farm over ten acres back home with her father. I could take down two ordinary men of her age without breaking a sweat.
I sat on top of the gas cylinder woman and waved my hand toward her fat face: "If my daughter is wrong, it's up to me as her mother to discipline her. Who do you think you are to beat her up in public? My daughter married into your Jia family; I'm not expecting her to live lavishly, but you should at least treat her like a human being!"
"This old hag is cunning; last time her grandson snatched my granddaughter's toy, she didn't say a word and even pushed my child down!"
"Exactly! She looks down on her eldest daughter-in-law for not being able to bear children and has never treated her nicely! This daughter-in-law is treated worse than a maid in her house; this woman and her rabbit-like son often hit her."
"Beat this old hag! My granddaughter was playing drums in the small square; she complained it disturbed her dancing and even tore my granddaughter's clothes!"
"Your daughter has suffered greatly; this whole family is inhumane. Hurry up and let her get a divorce!"
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What the hell, my proud daughter is living such a life? No wonder she only sends money to me and rarely comes back to Annam to see me. It's all my fault as her mother!
I gripped my hands tightly until my palms went numb before I stopped.
The women beneath me had swollen cheeks, blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, but seeing my daughter in such a miserable state made any regret I felt vanish instantly!
"I'm going to call the police and have them arrest you! You dare to hit the family of an official!" The woman known as Gas Can struggled to get up, hissing threats through clenched teeth.
"Weren't you just hitting someone else's daughter like that? That mother was acting in self-defense!"
"Yes, we can testify that mother was acting in self-defense!"
...
Gas Can glared with bloodshot eyes, scanning the crowd: "Who’s talking nonsense? Step up if you have the guts!"
A half-eaten red tomato was thrown from behind the crowd, hitting her squarely on the forehead and splattering juice everywhere.
"Who threw that at me? I'll tear your face apart!" Gas Can went wild.
My daughter pulled me: "Mom, let's go home."
"What happened? Tell me what’s going on!"
Looking at the rented room with just a bed, a table, and simple cooking equipment, my previously calmed emotions ignited in an instant.
This is not a home!
My daughter collapsed into my arms, crying.
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