The president called me my wife after losing his memory

"Mom! Don't bully my mother! Let go of my mother!"

Little Ji Li, who was hiding in the woodshed, watched a group of men pressing down on his mother, forgetting his mother's order not to come out, he rushed out of the woodshed, and ran away like a crazy little leopard The man who was holding his mother's hand hugged his mother hard, trying desperately to protect her.

"Don't touch my mother, stay away from my mother!" He glared at the group of people viciously, wishing to crush them and send them to hell one by one.

Brother Fei frowned, feeling very displeased. He has always hated children, and he is very irritable and impatient. He didn't pay attention to a little kid at all. He just wanted to go back to his place as soon as possible and finally reconcile. Get the tenderness of beauty.

He grabbed Xiao Jili's collar with a big hand, lifted it up effortlessly, and wanted to throw him aside.

"Don't touch my son—"

No matter what, Yuan Mei is just a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, and she is powerless to stop Fei Ge from throwing Ji Li.

Unexpectedly, with a wave of his arm, he did not throw little Ji Li away as he expected, and he felt severe pain from the arm holding Ji Li.

Little Ji Li reacted very quickly, grabbed his arm tightly, and opened his mouth to bite down on that arm fiercely, like a hungry wolf gnawing on meat, blood gushed out from the wound, Ji Li almost wanted to bite the arm. A piece of meat was bitten off.

"Fuck! Good boy!"

Those gangsters beat and kicked little Ji Li, and it took a lot of effort to get him off Fei Ge's arm.

Brother Fei felt that his arm was about to fail, and was attacked by a brat. He felt that he really lost face, so he sent two people to hold down Yuan Mei, and glared fiercely at this little guy with raging hatred in his eyes:

"Call me!"

Several adults in their 20s beat and kicked an eight-year-old child without mercy.

Ji Li just endured it silently, biting his lower lip desperately to keep himself from making a sound, as if if he made a sound, he would lose, and he would just give in to that bastard and be laughed at by that bastard.

The lower lip was bitten by him and bleeding, he just didn't say a word, he had long been numb to the pain in his body, what hurt him the most was his mother's heart-piercing crying that kept coming from his ears.

"Okay! You're a kid! You're better than your father!"

Probably because he felt that it was meaningless to bully children, or because Yuan Mei's crying made him really upset, Brother Fei dropped this sentence, and led his subordinates and Yuan Mei, who was crying to the point of fainting, away.

Only Xiao Jili was left, lying on the ground alone, shaking violently.He bent his body into a ball, trying to relieve the pain on his body, he coughed, his internal organs burst into pain, and blood gushed out of his mouth.Even so, he stared hard at his eyes. He remembered that he had acted in a TV series, and if he closed his eyes when he was injured, he would die, so he couldn't close his eyes, and he had to save his mother.

He stared at the ground from the corner of his eye. The little blue umbrella his mother made for him was lying on the ground in ruins. Just like him, it was trampled to pieces by some villain, and it was stained with someone's blood. He wanted to He raised his hand to pick up the small umbrella, but only moved his fingers.

Before fainting, he slowly uttered two words with a weak breath:

"Mother."

"mom!"

Ji Li woke up from the dream, covered in cold sweat.

Even after so many years, even in a dream, when he recalled the past, those punches and kicks he received felt like hitting him again, and it hurt his heart.

That day, he really thought that he was going to die, and, at such a young age, for the first time, he had the idea that it might be good to die.

But he didn't die, he came alive.

The wife of his third uncle Jixi is an enthusiastic woman. After learning about Ji Zhong's family, she is always worried and worried, especially when she learned that a large group of people ran to Ji Zhong's house that day, it was ominous. The premonition became even stronger.

But her husband went to the city to buy medicine for his son today, and it took a long time before he came back.As soon as her husband entered the house, she took him to Ji Zhong's house.When they arrived, the group of people had just left, and they only saw Ji Li, who had fainted on the ground and was beaten to death, and Ji Zhong had disappeared.

They rescued Ji Li and took him to their home to take care of him until Yuan Mei came back a week later.

No one mentioned what happened the week she left, but everyone knew it.

Yuan Mei originally thought that after going through such a thing, her husband would be able to calm down more or less. She no longer expected her husband to shoulder the burden of the family with her. She only hoped that he would stop making trouble for the family. For the sake of love, I feed him.

Unfortunately, things backfired.In the middle of the season, it only stopped for a few months. After his hands were almost healed, he resumed his previous state, and even worse.

Ji Zhong hated Yuan Mei.

Hate this woman's indifference, hate this woman's hesitation.If she didn't hesitate, she wouldn't lose half of her little finger.

Anyway, in the end, she was still lying under Fei Ge's body, so what was she pretending to be noble?

He has no job and no money to buy wine, so he asks Yuan Mei for money, which is what Yuan Mei owes him anyway.

Yuan Mei also struggled. She told her husband how difficult life was at home. The child had to go to school, and she had to work and take care of the house. She was so busy every day. I hope that he can live in peace and contentment, and don't let her down again.

But such complaints, in exchange for being beaten again and again by her husband, Ji Zhong didn't believe that Yuan Mei had no money at all, his eyes were completely blind, his heart had long been corrupted by the devil, and he couldn't care about it at all. The life and death of his wife and children only care about his own happiness.He cares about Yuan Mei asking for money to drink, and Yuan Mei will be beaten if she doesn't give it to him, and he will still vent her anger on Yuan Mei after giving him too much to drink.This is a vicious circle, Yuan Mei feels that she is living in hell all day long, as if she will never be able to get ahead.

Little Ji Li was also keenly aware of the situation at home. He found that his mother, even in summer, always wore long shirts to cover her arms. She always had some inexplicable scars on her body. Every time she was asked At first, she said that she fell it by herself.

What little Ji Li is most afraid of is that the teacher will ask for money. Whenever this happens, her mother will always sigh, but even so, when she goes to school the next day, her mother will always stuff him with crumpled banknotes.Sometimes the face value is just right, but most of the time it is made up of change, which makes him receive strange looks from his classmates every time he pays. Few people pay so loosely, one yuan or two , or even a dime or two.

This kind of life lasted for a few months, and the game started again in the middle of the season.

Since it is gambling, it is natural to win less and lose more. If you lose, you will naturally feel bad, so he drinks to relieve his worries, and beats his wife when he drinks too much.

At this time, Xiao Ji Li was at home on vacation, and finally understood why her mother always had inexplicable scars.

It turned out that it was my father who beat me.

This kind of cognition made him tremble violently, and his young body shivered from the inside out as if in an ice cave.

All children have been asked this question, do you like your father more or your mother?

Naturally, Ji Li was also asked. From his point of view, he really liked his mother better, because his mother always took him with him when he was young.But his father is also his closest person, he is very curious, why must his father and mother be separated?Do you like them all?

But now, his father and mother, the two people closest to him, are hurting each other. Strictly speaking, it is more accurate for one of them to hurt the other.

He knew that his father was not a good person, that his father had done something wrong, but the clips of his father's kindness to him still flashed in his head. Although it was a long time ago, his father still had a job at that time. A respectable teacher.

When he was a child, he went to his father's class and secretly listened to his father's class. His father was wearing a clean and washed white shirt with some yellowing, and his gentle glasses, and his every move was so gentle. Xiao Jili looked at him, his eyes were full of reverence , he felt that his father was glowing all over his body when he was standing on the podium. His father was a teacher, which is the greatest profession in the world.His dad is the most powerful man in the world.

After class, my father will let him ride on his shoulders, take him back to his office, and play with him all afternoon. His father is a very talented person, and he is a good painter. He always pesters his father to draw yourself, and put on the most handsome pose you think.When he was so tired and sore to see his father's finished draft, he didn't see his handsome self. Instead, he saw a lifelike and majestic line on his father's drawing paper, as if he could jump off the paper in the next second. Next - the dragon.

"Dad, didn't you want to draw mine?" Xiao Jili pouted, pulling her sore arm, very dissatisfied.

"It's you that I drew."

Ji Zhong smiled, and lovingly rubbed his son's little head:

"Aren't you a dragon? This is your incarnation. My son, he will definitely be a dragon and a phoenix in the future."

"Father, what does dragon and phoenix mean among people?" Xiao Ji Li blinked, puzzled.

"The dragon and phoenix among people are very powerful people." Ji Zhong thought for a while, and tried his best to explain in words that children could understand.

"Really? Will I really become very powerful in the future?" Ji Li smiled, his small eyes sparkling, he held up the painting, and happily ran around his father:

"I will definitely become very powerful in the future, and honor my parents well."

The scene changed, and the smiling faces of the father and son, who were once intimate and carefree, turned into glaring faces now.

Ji Li stared at the vicious and tyrannical man in front of him, and couldn't believe that he was his father, the gentle, knowledgeable, and loving father in his eyes.

Where did his father go?

He liked his mother, and never hated his father, but when his father hurt his mother, although his heart hurt, he made a choice.

He didn't know where the strength came from, and rushed forward, pushing away the man riding on his mother and waving his fist.

He gritted his teeth, and a few drops of crystals fell from the corners of his eyes. He protected his mother behind him, and shouted with all his strength:

"Go away! You are not allowed to hurt my mother!"

The torrential rain of fists and kicks landed on him as he expected. He gritted his teeth and said nothing, but from that day on, he never said the word "Dad" again.