what is my husband

The few gangsters around him didn't leave, and they joked with a foolish smile: "Brother Bin, if you like it so much, you can just put some medicine on it, why bother to waste so much effort."

"That's right, the one in your family doesn't dare to say anything anyway."

"Get out!" Yang Bin snarled, telling his surroundings with a ferocious expression that he wasn't joking.

The gangsters didn't dare to say any more, they winked at each other, and walked away dejectedly.

For Yang Bin, Xu Yinyin is inviolable, and anyone who pulls her down from the altar is a sinner and deserves to die.He stared darkly at the dark window, grinned, picked up a stone and threw it at the window.

——Others cannot profane, but he can.

A hole was smashed in the glass, and no one in the house came to check for a long time.

The enthusiasm in Yang Bin's eyes froze into ice, he stepped on the trash can against the wall and jumped up, grabbed the window on the second floor and hugged the exposed sewer pipe beside him.

Climbing up with ease, he didn't see Xu Yinyin's pretty face, let alone the panicked expression on that face.There was no one in the room, the sheets were laid flat on the bed, and the quilt was neatly folded, but the room was much more empty than when he climbed up to peek.

people, let's go.

Yang Bin fell back to the ground holding the pipe, and squatted for a long time holding his head.All kinds of voices came from all around, parents educating their children, husbands scolding their wives, and a few habitual thieves who did not evenly distribute their spoils were fighting among themselves.

The noise was like a messy steel wire breaking the string called reason. He stood up from the ground and walked home with a gloomy face.

The light was on in the house, and when I walked to the door, I could smell the aroma of rice.He rubbed the space between his brows, took out his key, opened the door and walked in.

Yang's father and Yang's mother were sitting at the table, and there were two bad-looking takeaway boxes on the table.Seeing her son coming back, Yang's mother drooped her eyelids and said, "You're finally back. Your wife thinks it's great to have a baby. You don't cook, you don't drag the floor. It's a natural delivery and not a caesarean section. Why are you so delicate?"

Yang Bin was already in a gloomy mood, but hearing the words made him even more annoyed.Watched by his eyes, Yang's mother's voice gradually became quieter, and at the end she muttered, and no one heard what she was saying.

In the bedroom, Yang Xiaolan is breastfeeding her child.

Ever since they knew that they were giving birth to a daughter, the old couple in the Yang family hadn't visited or hugged the child.There was not a single piece of the boy's clothes that had been prepared at home, and Yang's mother threw them all into the garbage dump.

It was still when a patient in the same ward saw that the child didn't have any decent clothes to wear, so she gave her a baby gift box from a friend.

Yang Xiaolan patted her daughter's back lightly, her heart was full of gratitude, and she hummed a gentle tune.This child is her hope and the motivation for her to live.Even if Yang's father and Yang's mother don't like it, she still wants to protect her and grow up well.

"I heard mom say you didn't cook?" Yang Bin asked as soon as he entered the door.

Yang Xiaolan flinched, but when she thought that she had just given birth, Yang Bin, as her husband, would feel sorry for her, so she put away her shrinking expression and looked at him, explaining in a low voice: "I didn't eat much today, I don't have much energy, that's why I just gave birth. No cooking."

"I think you want to starve my parents to death!" Yang Bin roared and knocked over the water glass on the bedside table.

The freshly boiled water permeated the quilt and stuck tightly to Yang Xiaolan's legs.She yelled "ah" and jumped out of bed with the child in one hand.

"That's not very neat." Yang Bin sneered, grabbed Yang Xiaolan's hair and beat her to the ground.

Yang Xiaolan protected her scalp and did not cry and beg for mercy like she did before.She bit her lower lip hard, swallowed back the moan that was about to burst, raised her head, and looked at the daughter in the crib.

The child didn't know anything yet, and just saw her daughter's closed eyes from her angle.Probably because the beating sound was too loud, the daughter slowly turned her head and moved her mouth in her direction.

"Hey, how can you bear the pain so much today?" Yang Bin sneered sinisterly, cut Yang Xiaolan's arms behind his back with both hands, and pushed her against the wall.One time is not enough, followed by a second time, and a third time.

The muffled sound made the scalps of the couple in the living room numb, and Yang's father pushed his wife: "Go and have a look, don't beat people to death!"

In this environment, it is difficult to have an appetite to eat again, so I simply put down my chopsticks.When his wife complained, he should have stopped her, but thinking that if she indulged Yang Xiaolan this time, she would definitely do the same thing again in the future.Do they have to eat this greasy takeaway every day after that?

After Yang Xiaolan married in, the Yang family paid almost all of Yang Xiaolan's father's medical expenses.A lot of money has been spent on the father and daughter these years. If the person is really beaten to death, who will he ask to collect the debt?Yang Xiaolan will have to work for them all her life, serving him and his wife until they grow old.

Probably the wife's persuasion took effect, and the beating and scolding in the room stopped.

The gloom and anger that had accumulated all night finally dissipated, he spat at Yang Xiaolan, and shook off Yang's mother who was pulling his hand: "Don't pull me."

Mother Yang let go of the situation, and taught Yang Xiaolan: "You owe it to me to make you lazy!"

Yang Xiaolan lowered her head, clasped her knees with both hands, and never shed a single tear. She didn't want the little child to grow up in her own crying.

There was constant movement in the crib, and the little child didn't know what was moving there.

He walked over to take a look, and met a pair of dark eyes.

The situation of each child is different. Some babies can open their eyes slowly after birth, while others only gradually open their eyes after about a week.But he clearly remembered that the child's eyes were still closed yesterday.

When did it open?last night?Is it still daytime?

The anger on Yang Bin's body has not completely dissipated, and his face is fierce.He lowered his head and met a pair of crystal clear eyes.With some blue whites, the eyes that are already darker than adults are very dark, with a kind of sharpness that can see through people's hearts.

He took a step back involuntarily, startled by his own thoughts.How can a child who is a few days old have sharp eyesight?Yang Bin rubbed the center of his brows, and said to himself that he drank a little too much tonight.

Yang Xiaolan got up from the ground after Yang Bin left, and staggered to the crib to pick up the baby.Her eyes were red, but she still couldn't hold back the tears.

"Are you scared?" Yang Xiaolan asked distressedly.

She kissed the child's face, and the constant pain in her body reminded her that the days of being beaten for no reason would never end.Her life is already like this, should she let her child grow up in this environment?

In the past, she dared not leave because she cared about her father's health.But just now, she was really afraid that her daughter would suddenly open her eyes and see that scene.

She had to think of a way, a way to support herself and her daughter while taking care of her father.She wants to leave, she has to leave, she hopes that her daughter can grow up in a normal and peaceful family, and that she can laugh every day, instead of facing fear and depression every day as in this family.

After all, the tears in the eyes could not be held back, and rolled down gently.

Yang Xiaolan immediately buried her face in the swaddling clothes.

The child's hands and feet struggled slightly in the swaddle, and there was a moaning sound from his mouth.She was always like this, hungry, sleepy, wanting to defecate, never crying.

Yang Xiaolan hurriedly raised her head, untied her clothes and fed her.The daughter refused to eat, and after humming a few more times, she suddenly smiled at Yang Xiaolan.Then, slowly opened his eyes.

Yang Xiaolan looked surprised, this incident happened without warning, after a brief moment of daze, she raised her daughter and smiled, and kissed her deeply on the face.

"What are you laughing at, what's so happy about having a daughter. No matter how well the daughter is raised, she will be someone else's family when she gets married. It would have been better if the miscarriage really stopped at the beginning, so as not to raise a loser." Yang's mother appeared at the door. It annoys me to see children.

"Mom, Zhenzhen opened her eyes, she opened her eyes!" The daughter's name is Yang Zhen, and because she is not a son, the Yang family would not use the name they had given a fortune teller before.Yang Xiaolan made one by herself.

"It's not blind. Open your eyes and there's nothing to make a fuss about." Yang's mother couldn't hear Yang Xiaolan's mother and daughter's voice, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly heard "ah".

Because of the development of the brain, babies can only make some meaningless sounds.But at this moment, Mother Yang felt that the child was calling to stop her.

She stopped and looked back. Zhenzhen was carefully held in Yang Xiaolan's arms, her head was slightly tilted, and she was looking in her direction.

It stands to reason that such a young child cannot see her.But she just had the illusion that the child was staring at her with hatred and malice.

"Sure enough, a debt collector was born! Why didn't she die!" Mother Yang didn't know what was wrong with her, and her heart felt inexplicably guilty, and she cursed more and more viciously.

Yang Xiaolan backed away protecting the child, not knowing where she and her daughter had offended her again.

Mother Yang noticed that the child was still staring at her, so she stepped forward a few steps and tried to snatch it away.Yang Xiaolan has never tried her best to push her mother-in-law away like today.There is only one thought in her mind, she must protect the child and not let anyone hurt her.

"You dare to push me!" Yang's mother gasped a few times in anger, and was about to rush up and hit someone with her hands raised.

Seeing that the slap was about to fall on Yang Xiaolan's face, the child suddenly burst into tears.

That voice was louder than any cry before, and there seemed to be a huge power hidden in her small voice, which wanted everyone to hear her grievances.

Wow, the constant crying resounded throughout the small building, and quickly spread to other people's homes.

Everyone came out one after another to see which family's child was crying so sadly. Gradually, they came out of their respective homes and gathered downstairs in the Yang's house.

The tenants who lived two floors below also came out and said to the neighbors: "Just now I heard Yang Bin beat his wife again, what a crime."

"He won't even hit children, he's still so young, how can he do it!"

"That's not true, but the child must have been frightened."

"How important the original family is, this child is ruined."

The crying in Yang's house was deafening, Mother Yang was dizzy, and there were more and more sharp ringing in her ears. If this continued, her ears would be deaf from crying!

"Don't cry! Don't cry!" Mother Yang screamed.

The little baby didn't listen at all, but cried louder and louder.Father Yang, who stayed in the room with his ears covered, couldn't take it anymore, and stood in the living room and cursed.

Soon, Yang Bin, who had just left the house, also returned with anger.

He slammed the door hard, snatched the child from Yang Xiaolan's hand ruthlessly, lifted it up and was about to throw it to the ground.

"Don't fall!" Mother Yang rushed up to stop her, "She is so young that she will die if she falls, do you want to go to jail!"

Yes, it's too small, and the bones haven't grown well yet.Not to mention falling directly to the ground, even a slight touch by accident will cause problems.Yang Bin had no choice but to undo the swaddle and pinch the child through the thin clothes.

But no matter what he did, the child didn't stop crying.

If it wasn't for her being young, it would be impossible to think so much, and Yang Bin would have suspected that she was torturing them on purpose!