After giving birth to a stupid son, she was always domestically abused by her husband. That day when news came that he had a car accident, she hid her face and smiled. What would she do?

Read some stories every day Author: Jinque

1

"Little bastard, come here." Zhang Junpei waved to the child with a smile, but the child staggered away. Talk to the golden bird.

However, before the child ran to the dressing table, Zhang Junpei grabbed his neck, carried him in his arms, got behind Jin Queyu, and said jokingly: "Here, take a look at this Who is the ugly woman?"

The child's big eyes stared blankly, and the syllables "ah" and "ah" were uttered in his mouth. There was no gloomy delicacy in Zhang Junpei's eyebrows, but there was a bit of it. The portrait resembles the silly young master from the Xu family at the corner of the street.

“Little bastard.” Zhang Junpei laughed again, like the charming cry of a wild cat on a spring night, or the shrill cry of a baby boy, “Whose seed are we, little bastard? Why are you so stupid?"

The woman with her back to the father and son finally turned around, holding red paper in her mouth, her lips were only half dyed, she looked up at Zhang Junpei and said: "Yes. No one else is a bastard like you."

Zhang Junpei slapped her in the face, and the red paper that was taken off spun a few times and fell to the ground. The area stained by saliva is dark red, the color of rust.

Jin Queyu's face quickly became filled with blood. There were blood-red fingerprints on her pink face, and half of her bright red lips were red. She sucked the blood foam from her gums and spit it on Zhang Junpei's white silk pants. The blood immediately spread along the dark lines of the pants with the word "Shou", as if it was slowly crawling all over his body.

Zhang Junpei took hold of her long hair and wrapped it around his wrist a few times, pulled her head over, and said with a smile: "I don't need you to wash it in the end. You can wash it well." Cleaner."

Her response was another burst of cat-like laughter. However, she did not expect that Zhang Junpei would suddenly take her head and slam it into the head of the child in her arms.

Zhang Junpei was short and narrow, but very strong. He held her hair with one hand and bumped the child more than ten times with the other, but she couldn't get away.

Zhang Junpei's smile, the child's hollow "ah, ah" sound, and her own screams, a stack of sounds rang in her ears. She felt that she was gradually becoming deaf, and then gradually becoming possessed. Her hearing was tormented repeatedly by sounds ranging from loud to small to small to loud.

The child's forehead is so hot, no, not only the forehead, but also the whole body is hot. The small body lay on her chest, and a heavy and clumsy head hit the ground, pressing her on her back. Zhang Junpei is probably gone, but mother and son will never get up, forever.

She felt that there was blood on her face, but she didn’t know where it came from. It flowed for a while and then stagnated on its own. It was a dark red, rusty color.

2

In the evening, the child developed a high fever, and coughing sounds like a broken bellows came from his throat from time to time. The corners of her mouth and eyes were bruised and swollen, and she couldn't carry her child to the street for medical treatment, so she had to ask Ah Xuan, an apprentice at the medicine shop next door, to make some medicine and fry it.

It was dusk outside, the birds were returning, and the wind blew a gust of dust with a warm fragrance. She held the child and the medicine in her arms, unable to move her hands to block it.

Mother-in-law and Zhang Junpei were sitting on the threshold talking. The mother-in-law said: "You should be gentler. Whoever beats her to death will do the work in the house. My old woman can't do it anymore."

Zhang Junpei sneered: "She can't bear to die, can't bear to die. ——"

She lowered her head and entered the door, crossed the gap between the two people and went to the back room.

The child was lying on the bed, coughing and wheezing louder and louder, as if he was trying to cough himself out of this heavy body. She looked at the coughing child, who was like a little mouse being stepped on by a cat. He was such an insignificant and unbearable life - she wanted to strangle him to death.

However, she couldn't do it.

She wanted to strangle herself.

However, Zhang Junpei was right, she couldn't bear to die, she couldn't bear it. This contentment is mixed with something indescribable such as vision or resentment.

Who would have thought that in the twenty years she had lived, the person who understood her best was Zhang Junpei.

The white medicinal gas made the corners of her eyes wet. She gritted her back molars, and tears were held back by her eyelids.

Zhang Junpei came to see him once at night and called him "little bastard" a few times. The child fell into a deep sleep without giving any reaction, and then left without interest.

He left, but the "little bastard" was still clinging to her ears and refused to leave. He kept beating her and wasted her time. She couldn't help but think, is that person already married and having children? What should the child be called?

Maybe he is called Cunning Tong, or maybe he is called Jiaotong. She prefers the latter one. The two of them had an argument at that time. When she realized what she was arguing about, she couldn't help but blush. .

However, however. No matter which name it is, the child has no chance to call it.

3

Although Jin Queyu is reluctant to die, there is not a day that goes by that he doesn’t want Zhang Junpei to die. From the time she married into the Zhang family to the present day, over a thousand days and nights, her wishes have failed thousands of times.

Finally one day, apprentice A Xuan ran back from outside like running for his life and shouted to her who was hanging clothes in the yard: "Sister Jin! Something happened to Brother Junpei!"

She was stunned for a moment, and the unreal joy completely shocked her. When she came to her senses, blood had already rushed to her snow-white cheeks like a tide.

Axuan's young eyes were sharp. The moment he saw her turning around, he was smiling, but it was only for that moment. When he looked at her again, his beautiful face was dull as usual.

Jin Queyu wiped his hands on his shorts and asked, "What happened to him?"

"Brother Junpei was hit by a car when he was off work! He has been sent to "Sent to the hospital! Sister Jin, don't worry, I'll take you there right now!"

A Xuan naturally thought this was bad news for her. Although her face was expressionless, her chest was heaving violently. , the bird-like round eyes are also sparkling.

"Excuse me, Ah Xuan." Jinqueyu grabbed Ah Xuan so hard that Ah Xuan could feel the short and sharp nails digging into his flesh.

"No, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Junpei was seriously injured and could not see his entire calf. The doctor said that he would not be able to recover for three to four months. She repeated it, but she only looked at Zhang Junpei's intact head in trance.

Nothing happened.

Not only did he not die, but he got into a lot of trouble. After she returns home, she will have to ask people to introduce her to a job in a humble manner. She can't count on her parents' family, which is full of people waiting to see her laugh. The same cannot be said for the in-laws' family, a group of people who claim to be noble and noble, even if the eunuchs of heaven do not do low-level things, how can they climb a high tree if they are extremely poor?

No, no, none of it. Neither can Xu Ma, who works in the mansion. That old woman is used to chewing people's tongue. On the surface, she seems to pity her, but behind her back, she may not know how to arrange her.

After thinking about it, there is only one Ah Xuan. He is young and smart, and knows many people. The most important thing is that Ah Xuan has no pity for her, but something close to admiration. See it.

This is easy to handle. She only needs to give a little benefit to Axuan overtly or covertly, and neither of them will say anything. It can be regarded as a thank you to Axuan, and she will have nothing to owe anyone.

After secretly planning in her heart, she calmed down and said to Ah Xuan: "Let's go first. I don't worry about the child being at home."

A Xuan went out first, She then left and secretly twisted Zhang Junpei's bandaged leg. The man was as silent as death, with no frown on his brows and no annoying smile on his pale lips. She left contentedly.

4

Two days later, Ah Xuan found a job for her, which was to go to the Xie Mansion to take care of the young lady. He said that the young lady had returned from studying abroad and was very well-educated and could not do anything easily. Difficulty with servants. It's just that the journey is a bit far. I'm afraid she has to stay in a mansion and can't go home until the fifteenth day.

"I'm sorry, Sister Jin. I'm short of time and I only found this one. If you don't worry about the child, I'll..." After finishing speaking, Ah Xuan looked at her very carefully, his eyes only falling on her neck. Upward.

"I am already very grateful to Ah Xuan. Without Ah Xuan, our family would not know what we would do." She said.

My mother-in-law is not willing to ask her to go. Once she leaves, the care of her grandchildren and all the sundries in the house will fall on her, and she is "an old woman who can't do anything anymore." But there is no way.

“When you go to someone else’s house, you should talk less and do more. When you are free, come back and take care of Abe.

"The mother-in-law stopped and took a look at her faded pink clothes, and then said: "Don't imitate the old Liu family's Xiao Fengying, hooking up with the young men in the mansion and ruining your reputation. Our women's family..."

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“Don’t worry, Mom, if I marry into the Zhang family, my whole life will be ruined long ago. How can I be the same as Xiao Fengying? ”

She didn’t hear what the mother-in-law said because she lowered her head to tease the child.

She said, baby, mother is gone. The child said, ah ah.

The three-year-old child still couldn't speak, but she knew that he was calling her mother.

She kissed the child on the forehead and turned away.

5

It was already getting late when she arrived at Xie Mansion. The sky was a cold sea of ??sea blue and lemon yellow. A little closer was the city's intoxicating neon lights, and even closer was Xie Mansion < /p>

This is a very beautiful little Western-style building with white stone walls, which looks particularly tender in the dim light of the wall lamp. There are many flowers planted in the yard, and the flower buds are swaying gently in the night wind, making it hard to see. It was very clear that it was probably the rose.

Her head suddenly hurt, and layers of numbness emerged from the barriers of suffering:

Yes,

Other lovers are either estranged or dead,

The unfriendly light hides behind the lampshade,

......

Aging is wisdom; when we were young, we loved each other but didn’t know it.

The person who read the poem made her know what bookishness was for the first time, and made her believe that even if that person took off his glasses. Although he has thrown away his books, he is still a scholar, and his elegant and gentle voice is enough.

"Hello, was it introduced by Mrs. He? "

Someone came out with a lantern, and the voice was exactly as she remembered it. She raised her head suddenly.

With her head behind her back, there were no gold-rimmed glasses, but those eyes!

Those eyes were like ripe persimmons, with a kind of slowly flowing light in them, and they were bright and extremely sweet in color, neither raw nor overripe. < /p>

The visitor seemed startled by her overly violent reaction and couldn't help but raise the lamp to check.

"Qiaoque..." The lamp in the man's hand shook. < /p>

She looked up at Xie Liuhe. Xie Liuhe was white, with high eyebrows and deep eye sockets. If he blocked the lower half of his face, his appearance would be that of a Westerner. Fortunately, his nose is round and his lower lip is plump and dark. His hair is like lacquer, and he has a beautiful ancient Chinese appearance no matter from a distance or up close.

However, at the moment, the upper half of his face is covered with warm yellow light, while the lower half is submerged in darkness. He looked more and more like a Westerner, a tall, strange beast in human skin that she had never seen before.

"Aqing, what's wrong?" "Another man walked out of the room, tall and thin, and came straight up to hold Xie Liuhe's arm.

Xie Liuhe has a word - Bai Qing, he told her once.

Xie Liuhe came to his senses, tightened Wu Shengxue's shawl, and said: "It's cold at night, let's go in and talk. ”

She followed the two of them and shed a tear without any warning.

6

Even the servants’ rooms in the Xie family were clean and spacious, and she Living with her was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl who moved over from the Xie family’s old house. She stayed up late at night and looked at her with almond-shaped eyes.

“Sister, I heard that you and I are together. Have you known me sir for a long time? "

She nodded, and then remembered that she couldn't see clearly at night, so she said "hmm".

"Wow! Sister, you are so lucky. You actually know your husband, and your work is easy. Hey... I also want to accompany my wife every day during the pregnancy. My wife is so kind, she never scolded me, and she often gave me food to eat. But having said that, my job now is much easier than when I was serving the old lady and the old lady! ”

The little eldest sister talked endlessly, making the night longer and deeper for no reason.

It turned out that she was unprepared today and stepped into the night. It keeps sinking, and the stagnant blackness reaches the top, leaving only a bubble that flies high, with beautiful colors flowing inside.

"Teacher, I can't figure it out, why do women in the world have to get married early and have children?"

After Xie Liuhe finished writing the last word of the annotation, the exercise book was like a hill. Li raised her head, took off her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose, and said: "Society will always progress. One day, women in the world will not have to be like this."

She saw Xie Liuhe's eyes slowly opening, The dark brown pupils were translucent due to the amount of light cast into them, and there were two tiny selves inside, immersed in the honey-colored light.

"At that time, Queque, I, and all other free people will enter into a marriage contract with the person they love."

She only heard "Quique , I", unwilling to delve into the meaning of social liberation behind this sentence, his lips trembled with excitement and his eyes filled with tears.

The tall poinciana tree outside the window is so red that it looks like a lover is holding out his heart. The red light fell on Xie Liuhe's white collar, dyeing it like a happy dress for no reason.

The tears were hot and the night was cold. Jinqueyu listened to the little sister's slight snoring in his ears, feeling nameless anger and grievance, which finally mixed into a confused and unspeakable emotion. She thought, we are more than just acquaintances, we have children.

7

"Xiao Jin, does it hurt to give birth? I'm a little scared." Wu Shengxue held her wrist and motioned her to sit down, and touched the tip of her nose sheepishly.

"It hurts, madam." She lowered her head, making it impossible to tell how painful this was.

"Why are you looking so sad? Did the baby kick you?" Xie Liuhe pushed the door open, handed the briefcase to the servant, and loosened his tie.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Shengxue stepped forward to meet him, passing her fingertips past the tip of his beauty, and pushing his hanging forehead hair to one side, "It's only been three months, and it's not even... Show your shape."

He hugged Wu Shengxue with a smile and looked around without leaving a trace. Jin Queyu stood up in a hurry and said: "You are back...Mr."

Wu Shengxue was facing the two of them, but suddenly she froze as if she was feeling something. She turned around and said with a smile: "Why are you silent? You must have scared Xiao Jin." Then she looked at Jin Queyu and said, "Was your teacher strict at that time?"

She still didn't say anything and just shook her head. If it's not strict, how can it be strict? Xie Liuhe smiled at her so many times.

Xie Liuhe sent Wu Shengxue upstairs. When she came down, she was cleaning a vase. The small vase with milky white glaze was even smaller and more fragile in her hands with thick joints.

"Sparrow."

She did not raise her head, but still wiped hard, and the squeaking sound was sour in people's hearts.

"Quique, look up at me."

She still listened to his words, raised her face, and shed tears.

"I thought you would wait for me, but I didn't expect you would be married when I came back. You obviously hate arranged marriages, why..."

She couldn't believe it Shaking his head: "You lied, you lied! The letter you left for me said that I should take care of myself. Why did you ask me to wait for you?!"

She responded with a sigh. He leaned against the wall, lowered his head slightly and looked into her eyes: "I blame me, I thought there was no need to say anything, there was a tacit understanding between us."

It suddenly started raining outside, and the smell of water filled the air. Go inside the house. She wanted to say something else, but there was a loud thunder, and the dazzling light of lightning shook her, as if she could still recall the fear she felt at that time.

Xie Liuhe heard her say: But, but I was already pregnant at that time...

The rain turned dusk into a dark night, and there were no lights in the house, so it was completely dark. In a darker corner, Xie Liuhe hugged her gently, pressed his face against hers, and asked in a bitter voice: "He...your husband, is he treating you well?"

The person in his arms Silence.

8

It was the beginning of the month when Jinqueyu came, and it was already the fifteenth in a blink of an eye. She packed her things and prepared to go home. However, as soon as Xie Liuhe and Wu Shengxue sent her to the door, someone limped over from a distance.

She almost stepped back, but held on.

Zhang Junpei was originally thin, but now he is lame in one leg and holding a child in his arms, his waist is even more slumped.

He nodded politely to Xie Liuhe. Although he had a normal smile, his gloomy brow always looked unpredictable.

His eyes flickered between Xie Liuhe, Jin Queyu and Wu Shengxue. He finally smiled and said, "Look, the children have missed you after not going home for so long."

Jin Queyu stretched out his hand. He took the child over, touched the child's big, dull eyes, and hurriedly pressed the child's head into his arms.

Zhang Junpei's hunched body was almost shorter than her, and he was a head behind Xie Liuhe.

The two said goodbye and walked away one after the other. The little eldest sister suddenly rushed out and called her, thinking that she had quit her job. She took her hand and said many words to her affectionately, and then sent her away for a long distance.

"When did your wife and husband meet?" Zhang Junpei asked with great interest.

"Wow, this! Their story is very...uh...romantic! They have known each other since early in the UK. If it weren't for waiting for my wife to graduate from college, it wouldn't have taken three years for our husband to get married. Back home."

Jin Queyu froze, and all the blood rushed to her head. She had the illusion of bleeding from all her orifices, and wanted to pinch herself to wake up, but she fell straight down. .

9

Jinqueyu is crazy, a very quiet kind of crazy. Together with her son, she made two beautiful living creatures, one big and one small. (Title of the work: "The Bird in the Cage", author: Jin Que. From: Read some stories every day and see more exciting things)