Siheyuan: Sizhu starts blindly and takes a new path

As the days passed, the stories of Sha Zhu's family gradually became less talked about by people, until they were replaced by the stories of Zhao Dahong.

Woman A: "Do you know? The eldest son of the Zhao family, a good man, has become a sissy now."

Woman B: "Yes, yes, yes, and the voice has become thinner. What's going on?"

Woman C: "I heard that he had one of his kidneys stabbed. Do you think this is the reason?"

Woman B: "If you lose a kidney, that's terrible. You'll become a eunuch."

Female A: "What are you talking about? The eunuch is missing his waist, which is different from what she said."

"You know shit. When men are tired, they always complain about sore waist and knees. That just means their kidneys are tired. Why do they drink wolfberry water, eat leeks and yam, and use whips?" Female B said unconvinced.

"You understand. Prepare it often for your husband." The female servant teased.

"What? My husband doesn't need it." After retorting, the second woman quickly changed the subject, "Should I say it or not, the eldest son of the Zhao family is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his kidney is broken at such a young age. What will he do in the future? Which girl would like to marry a half-disabled person?"

"Who said it wasn't true? Fortunately, the Zhao family still has a little son."

"It was because of him that his brother's kidney was broken. That kid is a nuisance."

"Shh... stop talking, Old Zhao's wife is coming."

Zhao's mother saw that the people who were chatting enthusiastically before she came over were dodging and evading after seeing her, and soon went home. She probably understood what they were talking about before, and wanted to catch up and scold them, but what could she change? Not only did the eldest son become more and more strange, but her husband also became more and more irritable, and he would beat the second son at any time. Every time she was about to stop him, she would say, "If you hadn't protected and spoiled the eldest son and let him help him with everything, would the eldest son be like this?" Now she can only hug her son and cry after he was beaten. She really wants to divorce her husband Zhao Meng and live alone with her second son, but she has no job and no foundation.

After Zhao Meng finished beating Zhao Erga, he walked out of the house and walked in the alley to cool down. He saw Bang Geng who came back from the monthly work-study school. When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous. He did not care whether it was excessive for an adult to beat a child. He walked towards Bang Geng and punched and kicked him. Bang Geng was beaten so hard that he screamed. People passing by came to persuade him, "You are a father, how can you beat your child so hard? Children need to be managed and educated, but you can't beat them like this. You might beat the child to death."

"He is not my father. My father died a long time ago." Banggeng immediately explained after hearing people's persuasion.

"How can you talk like that, kid? No matter how hard your father beats you, it's only for your own good. How can you curse your father to death? Your father deserves to beat you. He deserves to beat you hard. Just talking like that makes me want to beat you." Passerby B criticized Bang Geng.

Bang Geng rolled his eyes and said, "His last name is Zhao, and mine is Jia. He is not my father."

"Oh, it turns out that he is your stepfather. You should be grateful to him for taking care of you. He has no blood relationship with you. It is a favor for him to take care of you and not you. No one can say anything about it. Child, you must not be so conscienceless." Passerby B interrupted again.

Bang Geng couldn't hold it in any longer and cursed, "Shut up, who the hell are you? You can just say anything. My last name is Jia, my mom never remarried, and he's not my stepfather. Bah, bah, bah, you've pissed me off. I have nothing to do with him."

"It doesn't matter. Why did he hit you?" Passerby A asked Zhao Meng, "Why did you hit a child?"

Zhao Meng pointed at Bang Geng and gritted his teeth, "What's wrong with me beating him? Is it your business? This little bastard, he made my son crippled. From now on, I will beat him every time I see him."

Qin Huairu happened to see that Banggeng had not returned home at night, and was afraid that he would cause trouble again, so she went out to meet him. When she heard Zhao Meng say that her son was crippled, she realized that it should be her son who was surrounded by the crowd, and it seemed that he was beaten by the other party. She pushed through the crowd like a tigress and saw her son sitting on the ground with a bruised face. However, Banggeng could curse and talk, so it seemed that he was fine. She ignored Banggeng, and took advantage of Zhao Meng's inattention to grab his face with the five fingers of her right hand, leaving five bloody marks on him, and then she wanted to attack him again with the other hand.

After Zhao Meng's face was grabbed, he immediately dodged backwards, barely avoiding the attack from Qin Huairu's left hand. At the same time, he raised his leg and kicked Qin Huairu in the stomach.

Qin Huairu was kicked down beside Bang Geng, and the mother and son hugged each other and shouted, "Murder, someone killed someone!"

Zhao Meng saw that the person from Banggeng's family had arrived. The other party was a woman. Although he was scratched by her just now, he also kicked her. There were many people around now, so he couldn't attack Banggeng again. The other party was shouting again, so he had to retreat in disappointment.

When Zhao Meng got home, he saw his two half-disabled sons and his yellow-faced wife. He unexpectedly thought of the young widow who was protecting her son. The last time he saw her begging in the police station, she made him want to protect her. Later, when they were discussing the compensation for his eldest son, if she hadn't cried so hard that he softened his heart, it would have been impossible for him to just take 300 yuan and get away with it. This time, she changed again and became a tigress. Although she was kicked to the ground by him, she looked at him with fierceness. This woman is really not simple, she has taste, and she is much better than his yellow-faced wife. Just now they were talking about stepfather. It seems that the bastard said that the young widow didn't remarry. Isn't this just right? If he can get rid of the yellow-faced wife and marry the young widow, let her beg for a while, cry for a while, and be majestic and awe-inspiring at another time, this is not marrying one woman, but marrying three. Maybe he can develop more of her appearance. I want this woman. What's her name?

Qin Huairu and Banggeng supported each other and returned home. When Mrs. Jia saw her precious grandson in this state, she first asked Banggeng: "My dear grandson, are you hurt? Who hit you?"

"It seems to be Zhao Erga's father."

"What? He's an adult and he beats a child. He's such a bastard. I'm going to sue him and make him pay for it." Mrs. Jia shouted in the house.

"Okay, Mom, stop shouting. I just scratched him." Qin Huairu didn't want to conflict with the other party anymore. After all, the other person's eldest son was half disabled, and she couldn't force him into a desperate situation.

When Mrs. Jia heard Qin Huairu stop her, she cursed, "You are a mother, but you can't even protect your own child. Look at what my grandson has been beaten into. You scratched him as if you had done something great. You are such a coward."

"Grandma, please stop scolding my mom. I'll take my revenge myself. I can't beat him, but can I beat his son? His whole family is waiting for me!"