nycdaug Chapter 830 My Nephew is an Only Child (33)
Chapter 830 My Nephew is an Only Child (33)
As a daughter-in-law of the same family, Hu Yandie was indignant. Why could Wang Qiuqin receive hundreds of thousands of yuan in compensation after her divorce, while she, a widow, had to marry this divorced old man? This was unfair.
What's more, she had given birth to a son for the Tian family.
Seeing Hu Yandie constantly cursing, Tian Dongsheng's anger flared even more. He slapped Hu Yandie across the face, followed by punches and kicks.
The habit of beating one's wife is something that becomes second nature.
Tian Dongsheng was already very familiar with this matter, not to mention that Hu Yandie couldn't leave.
The difference in physical strength between men and women was still there. Hu Yandie was able to grab Tian Dongsheng a couple of times at first, but later she could only get beaten up.
Tian Dongsheng felt a surge of pleasure as he listened to Hu Yandie's screams.
Who says beating your wife is wrong? This is absolutely acceptable.
Tian Yaozu lives a happy life every day, mainly because he has his mother and can see her every day.
But when Tian Yaozu got home today, no one answered when he called for his mother. He immediately abandoned his car and rushed back. He searched the house and finally found Hu Yandie with a bruised and swollen face in a small corner.
Tian Dongsheng's blood boiled instantly. "Mom, who hit you?"
When Hu Yandie saw her son return, she could no longer suppress her grievances and burst into tears, crying, "Yaozu, my son! That shameless Tian Dongsheng hit me! I can't live like this anymore!"
You don't even have a father anymore, and he's still bullying us orphans and widows.
"Mom doesn't want to live anymore. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have gone with your father from the beginning, so I wouldn't have to suffer here for my son." After saying that, Hu Yandie banged her head against the wall.
Tian Yaozu was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes, and he quickly grabbed Hu Yandie.
The future is uncertain, but right now, Tian Yaozu is definitely the one who loves Hu Yandie the most.
Tian Dongsheng returned carrying roast chicken and wine he had bought from a store three kilometers away. As soon as he entered the door, he called out, "Yaozu, I'm back."
Upon hearing the sound, Tian Yaozu grabbed a fire poker from the stove and rushed out.
He actually wanted to take the kitchen knife, but the kitchen knife and other knives had already been hidden away.
Tian Dongsheng thought that Tian Yaozu would understand his beating of his wife and that buying him some food would be enough. Unexpectedly, Tian Yaozu came out in a menacing manner, carrying a big stick.
Intuition told Tian Dongsheng to run away, but his uncle's authority was too much to bear; running away would be a loss of face.
Tian Dongsheng stood there blankly and demanded, "What exactly do you want?"
Tian Yaozu aimed a stick straight at Tian Dongsheng's head. Tian Dongsheng didn't expect Tian Yaozu to be serious, so he quickly ducked to avoid it.
Seeing that he had missed the first time, Tian Yaozu dropped the stick and kicked it instead. If someone had been hit with a big stick or a knife, they could have really died.
Tian Dongsheng had just dodged the headshot when he was kicked.
Tian Yaozu is sixteen years old this year. He is taller and stronger than other children his age. He is not a well-behaved student at school and gets into fights every day.
With that kick, Tian Dongsheng was sent sprawling to the ground.
The wine bottle in Tian Dongsheng's hand was broken, and the food he had bought was scattered all over the ground. At this moment, his eyes were full of disbelief. He didn't actually believe that his nephew, whom he had spoiled for more than ten years, would hit him, but the facts were right in front of him.
After being hit once, Tian Yaozu regained some composure, but quickly kicked her a few more times. No one could hurt his mother.
As Tian Dongsheng dodged, he shouted, "Yaozu, what are you doing?"
Why did you hit my mother?
Upon hearing this, Tian Dongsheng's mind raced before his words: "It's only natural for a man to hit a woman."
"Anyway, you're not allowed to hit my mom."
Tian Yaozu punched Tian Dongsheng several times until his face looked just like Hu Yandie's, then he lowered his stance.
I have many uncles, but only one biological mother.
Despite being beaten so badly, Tian Dongsheng didn't fight back. He just held a grudge against Hu Yandie in his heart, thinking it was really too much for her to sow discord between him and his nephew.
Seeing that the beating had almost stopped, Hu Yandie came out of the house and said, "Stop hitting them, stop hitting them."
Tian Yaozu: "Mom, why are you out here?"
"Yaozu, stop hitting him! If you kill him, you'll go to jail."
Tian Yaozu then stopped, saying, "Mom, I'll do whatever you say."
Tian Dongsheng glared at Hu Yandie and lay on the ground groaning.
Hu Yandie secretly rolled her eyes, thinking that Tian Dongsheng deserved it, since he was always the one who resorted to violence.
"Yaozu, are you hungry? Mom will make you some food."
"it is good."
When Tian Yaozu entered the house, he didn't forget to pick up the food scattered on the ground, which shows his thriftiness.
Tian Dongsheng lay on the ground, truly suffering in silence, but compared to his previous injuries, he felt much better. He haphazardly got up and walked out of the yard.
He was going to ask the village elders to uphold justice.
Every time Tian Dongsheng was bullied, he would complain to everyone, and Hu Yandie looked down on him from the bottom of her heart.
Tian Rongcheng didn't want to get involved in Tian Dongsheng's family affairs, but they were all from the same clan, and he was the village chief. If he didn't intervene, it would be somewhat unreasonable.
Moreover, if Tian Dongsheng were to file a complaint elsewhere, it would be a disgrace to the Tian family.
After returning from the autumn camp, Tian Chunsheng rushed home like a bird returning to its nest, only to find Xiong Bufan sitting on the sofa eating takeout, with a basket of fruit casually placed in the living room.
When Xiong Bufan saw Tian Chunsheng return, he raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Go cook as soon as you get back. I've prepared a lot of pork for you."
"Mother, I miss you so much. Don't you miss me?"
Xiong Bufan: "I miss the food you made."
Tian Chunsheng put down his schoolbag and luggage. "Mom, I'll go cook."
"Good boy."
Tian Chunsheng was raised by Xiong Bufan to be his little maid, and Xiong Bufan was quite capable.
The flames of war in his hometown did not reach Beijing, but news of Xiong Bufan's happy life spread back to his hometown.
All of this is thanks to the creditors.
The landline was never plugged in, so naturally no one could call in.
Tian Chunsheng is happy at home and also enjoys his time at school.
As long as Xiong Bufan has food and drink, he doesn't need to go out, and he lives a comfortable life.
Zhong Xiran still came to visit every day, and sometimes she would have dinner with him. Xiong Bufan was not one to suffer a loss, so he turned around and asked Zhong Xiran for the food expenses.
Zhong Hui was like Xiong Bufan's money tree; shaking it would always produce some gold coins.
However, Zhong Hui felt more at ease knowing that Zhong Xiran was at Xiong Bufan's house.
As usual, after the school bell rang, Tian Chunsheng walked to the school gate with his classmates before going home.
Today at the school gate, Tian Chunsheng met an unexpected person—Tian Dongsheng.
His legs moved faster than his brain; Tian Chunsheng took off running home.
There's no such thing as a deep father-daughter bond.
Tian Chunsheng had a very clear understanding of Tian Dongsheng: this man only wanted his nephew, not his children.