After the replacement of the military officer, the soft stepmother won

Deep in the mountains, in a farmyard.

Song Baoer was busy running around in the narrow, unfinished house. She had finally finished taking care of the chickens, ducks and cows at home.

As soon as I walked into the room, I smelled a pungent smell of alcohol. The man was drunk and acting crazy. He knocked over all the leftover soup and food on the table in one breath.

"You damned woman, I told you to stay home and work, who told you to go out? You're a spendthrift woman, you're useless, you can't even give birth to a boy, what's the point of having you!"

He pointed at Song Baoer, cursing, and was about to stagger over to attack.

Song Baoer trembled and lowered her head, not daring to say a word.

The man slapped her in the face, causing her to stagger forward, with a little light yellow urine seeping out of her pants.

Song Baoer was extremely embarrassed.

She was leaking urine again.

Ever since she was abducted to the mountains to be a man's child bride, she has never had a good day. She kept giving birth to children as soon as she grew up. After a few years, she had already given birth to six children. The man was determined to make her give birth to a boy, otherwise he would never give up.

Song Baoer has never had a confinement period. Every time she gave birth to a child, she would get pregnant again. Her body has been tormented to a pulp.

Severe uterine prolapse causes urinary incontinence, even when slightly frightened or coughing.

This kind of situation requires postpartum recovery, but in this era, in this poor and backward mountain village, how can I get postpartum recovery?

It's not that she didn't try to escape, but the deep mountains and old forests completely blocked her way, and she had nowhere to escape.

Every time she tried to escape, she ended up being beaten, or even chained to a pigsty by the men.

In order to survive, she had to accept her fate and beg for mercy, burying all her grievances and anger deep in her heart, her face already numb.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help wiping away her tears. The half-short sleeves could not cover the twisted scars on her arms.

"You're so disgusting, you're useless. You can't even hold your urine. If you can't have a boy this time, I'll sell you off!"

The man walked past her with disdain and pushed her, causing Song Baoer to fall to the ground.

She had been severely beaten two days ago and her wounds had not yet healed fully. She fell to the ground and touched the wounds on her body. She couldn't help but cry out.

The man turned his head suddenly, as if he was irritated. Once he was drunk, he was like a devil.

He picked up Song Baoer and glared at her fiercely, with deep dissatisfaction in his turbid eyes.

"Why are you yelling? I just touched you and you acted like a sick person!"

When the man got angry, he didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Song Baoer and was about to slam her against the wall.

Song Baoer looked at him with horror, "I was wrong...I was wrong...Don't hit me."

She had been beaten so many times that it had become a conditioned reflex, and she subconsciously bowed her head and admitted her mistakes to the man.

When the man is in a good mood, he will be merciful and let her go, but today he lost again when he went out to play cards.

He suddenly became furious and grabbed the clothes hanger next to him and started beating Song Baoer.

Song Baoer didn't dare to hide at all. Once she angered him, the consequences would only be more serious. She could only cower and take the beating, while carefully protecting her belly.

She was pregnant again, and it was just over three months, which was a time when the baby was unstable.

He bent the clothes hanger, but still not satisfied, he picked up the broom next to him and wanted to hit someone.

The two daughters who had been hiding in the room rushed out upon seeing this and stood in front of Song Baoer.

"Dad, please stop hitting me. Mom is still pregnant with my little brother. It would be bad if he gets hurt." The eldest daughter advised anxiously.

The little daughter was only three years old. She didn't say anything, but just looked at the man timidly.

Only these two daughters are still alive among the children she gave birth to; the others were given away.

Song Baoer didn't know where they were sold to, and every time she asked about their whereabouts, the men would immediately become hostile.

When the man saw that the two little girls dared to stop him, he became even more furious. He pulled his two daughters apart, grabbed Song Baoer, and spoke in a vicious tone.

"The money-losing bastards you taught have all grown wings!"

He waved the broom and hit her on the head, falling on Song Baoer like a storm.

The two daughters were used to this scene, but they still tried to stop it, but in the end they couldn't escape.

After the man taught the whole family a lesson, he finally let out the anger that had been pent up in his heart.

After venting his anger, he went back to his room without even looking at them.

Song Baoer wiped away her tears. She was so hurt that she didn't want to speak at all, but she still had to comfort the two children.

She took out half a tube of medicine from under the cabinet, applied it to the two children, and then pushed the two children back into the house.

After both children entered the house, she came out bent over and started cleaning up the mess in the main room.

After she finished cleaning the house, she saw the backward black and white TV next to her was still playing the news. She picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, but accidentally pressed the wrong button and switched to the entertainment news channel.

"Shocking! A painting by a genius painter was auctioned for five million!"

The woman in the news had long black hair, was gentle and quiet, and looked beautiful when she smiled.

The reporter interviewed her, "Ms. Lu, you are young and successful, and you became famous overnight. Does becoming famous too early put you under any pressure?"

Duoduo smiled slightly, "I think having pressure is a good thing for me. It helps me keep improving."

Her well-mannered speech made the reporter exclaim, "She is indeed a talented painter, she is really excellent."

Song Baoer's hand holding the remote control trembled. She sat on the old wooden chair in a daze, tears falling from her eyes.

She grabbed her hair in pain and collapse. At the same age, Duoduo was a talented painter who was so beautiful and had such a good temperament, but she was old and ugly, and became a reproductive tool.

The two of them are completely different.

Song Baoer thought about what she had done in her dream. In the dream, she was cruel and vicious, and did many things to hurt Shen Li.

I must have made too many mistakes in my previous life, which is why I ended up like this in this life.

What is the meaning of life now?

For the first time, Song Baoer had the thought of suicide. She secretly went to the kitchen and took a kitchen knife into the house.

There are two rooms in the house. The man lives in one room alone, and the other messy room is occupied by the two sisters.

Men disliked the lingering smell of urine on her body and most of the time refused to sleep with her.

Only when they want to have a boy will they bring her back to fulfill their marital obligations.

She could only squeeze into a creaky bed with her two sisters.

When Song Baoer was stroking the kitchen knife and hesitating, her eldest daughter opened her eyes and looked at her with red eyes from crying.

"Mom, please don't leave us. If you die, what will happen to my sister and me? What will happen to my brother?"

She grabbed Song Baoer's hand and begged, tears streaming down her face.

Song Baoer looked at her eldest daughter's face which looked so much like her own, and finally just sighed and put down the kitchen knife in her hand.

She still couldn't let go of her child.

If I die, what will happen to these two children?

My two children have already been sold. Could it be that I can’t protect these two children and they will be sold too?

The child who was sold would continue her miserable life.

Forget it, this is how her life will be, she accepts her fate.

Song Baoer put down the kitchen knife, her haggard face full of sorrow, and she hugged her daughter tightly in her arms.