Chapter 667 Pawnshop 4
Chapter 667 Pawnshop 4
Chapter 667 Pawnshop No. 9 Part
Zhang Xintong ate her meal slowly and Mo Jianye didn't dare to eat quickly either. While eating, he suddenly thought of Mo Ling and Mo Fang. He hadn't seen them for such a long time, and they didn't even come out to eat. Could they have run away?
The Mo family's house is only about 40 square meters, with no living room, only two small rooms and a kitchen. Mo Jianye and Li Daya live in one of the two small rooms, and Mo Ling and Mo Fang live in the other.
Mo Jianye looked towards Mo Ling and Mo Fang's room. The door was open and there was no one in the room. He immediately lost his composure.
"Li Daya, where are Mo Ling and Mo Fang?"
Zhang Xintong ate slowly and ignored Mo Jianye.
Mo Jianye thought of Mo Ling and Mo Fang. If they ran away, it would not only be a matter of 2000 yuan in betrothal gifts, but also Zhao Dagang's promise to transfer him to another job and Chen Zhi's promise to send him meat every month would all be in vain.
How could Mo Jianye, a perpetrator for many years, be obedient after being beaten once? It must have been an accident. He went to the kitchen to get a rolling pin and hit Zhang Xintong on the head with it without giving her any chance to react.
I thought I would hit the dead woman and make her lose the ability to resist, but I didn't expect her to be caught easily by the other party.
Zhang Xintong caught the rolling pin, snatched it away with force, kicked Mo Jianye to the ground, and beat him with the rolling pin.
Mo Jianye's screams and howls spread throughout the machinery factory's staff quarters. The noise was so loud that it hurt Zhang Xintong's ears. She stuffed a rag into Mo Jianye's mouth, and the world finally became quiet, with only sobbing sounds being heard.
The neighbors who wanted to come over to persuade them did not come when they heard that there was no more noise.
Zhang Xintong was very measured in her actions. She made people feel terribly painful but she wouldn't beat them to death. She just wanted him to be beaten every day so that he could experience the pain of domestic violence.
Mo Jianye was beaten all over his body, and Zhang Xintong was tired and sat on the stool.
"Mo Jianye, you should be thankful that you have a rolling pin, otherwise I would kill you."
Mo Jianye trembled in fear, not daring to say a word. He was the typical bully who feared the strong and bullied the weak. If you were weaker than him, he would bully you to death, but if you were stronger than him, he wouldn't dare to even fart.
Zhang Xintong returned the rolling pin in her hand to the kitchen and said to Mo Jianye with a warm smile:
"I've sent Mo Ling and Mo Fang away. From now on, we'll just live a good life together. Don't worry, I'll make sure you live a happier life than I did before."
Mo Jianye's body trembled, and Zhang Xintong continued:
"Remember to go grocery shopping after get off work, cook at home, clean the house, and hand over your salary every month. Don't make me unhappy, okay?"
After saying this, Zhang Xintong returned to Mo Ling and Mo Fang's room. It was impossible for her to live in the same room with Mo Jianye.
Zhang Xintong didn't need to sleep, she lay in bed and watched the TV series she had downloaded earlier.
Mo Jianye lay on the ground for a long time, and only crawled back to the room when he was able to move. He was extremely angry and thought of various ways to deal with Li Daya.
Mo Jianye left early the next day without cooking before leaving. Zhang Xintong looked at the cold kitchen and knew she had to continue cooking when she came back in the evening. How dare he leave without cooking?
Zhang Xintong ate a plate of spicy hot pot, two steamed buns, and a plate of fruit salad when she entered the space. Her belly was full after eating so much. It was so nice to not have to control her diet.
Mo Jianye asked for leave from his unit, then went to his three brothers' homes and asked them to come to his homes to help deal with Li Daya.
Mo Jianye is the eldest in the family and inherited his father's job. His three brothers are unemployed and usually do odd jobs to support the family. Mo Jianye often helps them out.
"Brother, do you need our help to deal with your sister-in-law?"
Mo Jianye said directly without hiding anything:
"I don't know who she learned Kung Fu from, but she's very powerful. I can't beat her."
Mo Jianye showed the injuries on his body to his three brothers, who were shocked.
"Brother, your sister-in-law dared to hit you like this. Don't worry, the three of us will definitely help you."
After breakfast, the four of them came to the machinery factory's staff quarters in high spirits. At this time, all the workers had left, and most of those left at home were the elderly and children.
In the courtyard, old men and women sat downstairs chatting, and children were running around. None of the four of them spoke and went straight to Mo Jianye's house.
Zhang Xintong knew about it as soon as they entered the family compound, and sat in the house waiting with a rolling pin.
When Mo Jianye and his brother opened the door, they saw Zhang Xintong sitting on a stool, hitting the table with a rolling pin in her hand, making a dong dong dong sound.
Zhang Xintong raised her eyebrows slightly
"We have a lot of guests today! We don't have anything to entertain them at home!"
The four brothers looked at each other, turned around to close the door, and rushed towards Zhang Xintong together.
Zhang Xintong was as fast as lightning. She kicked Mo Jianye's three brothers one by one into the corner without showing any mercy. The three brothers' heads hit the wall and they fainted beside the wall.
Mo Jianye was dragged to Zhang Xintong's side, and the rolling pin hit him again and again. The room was filled with Mo Jianye's howling.
"Ahhh! I was wrong! I was wrong! Stop it! Stop it!"
Zhang Xintong didn't listen to him and dared to ask someone to come. It would be unfair to him if she didn't make him pay the price.
Zhang Xintong played for over an hour when she was interrupted by a knock on the door. An old lady from the residential building was standing at the door with a few people.
Zhang Xintong sat on the stool and kicked Mo Jianye.
"Go open the door!"
There was no part of Mo Jianye's body that didn't hurt. He stood up with difficulty and limped to the door to open it.
The old lady's surname was Mo, and she was a relative of Mo Jianye. When she heard Mo Jianye's miserable cries, she called the staff from the street office over.
The staff of the street office walked into the house
"What's going on in your family?"
Mo Jianye's three brothers were still unconscious. He hid behind Old Lady Mo, crying bitterly, and pointed at Zhang Xintong and said:
"She beat me and knocked my three brothers unconscious."
The staff of the street office looked at Zhang Xintong
"Why did you hit them?"
Zhang Xintong asked Li Daya why she didn't seek justice for her. She said she contacted the street office staff, but they dismissed her case as a family matter. She also contacted the police, who gave Mo Jianye a lecture. However, she was fine at the police station, but when she got home, he beat her even harder. The situation remained the same even after she contacted the police. Because there were no laws regarding domestic violence, no one could punish Mo Jianye. Many people believed that if a man beat his wife, no one else had the right to intervene, leaving her with nowhere to turn.
Zhang Xintong looked at several staff members from the street office and smiled indifferently.
"Remember what you said when I was beaten before? This is a family matter, so don't worry about it."
Zhang Xintong pinched Mo Jianye's ear, pulled him out from behind Old Lady Mo, and kicked him twice in the butt.
"I gave you face, didn't I? And you still dare to run!"
Mo Jianye screamed
"Wife, wife, please let go. My ears are going to fall off. I won't run away anymore."
Zhang Xintong kicked Mo Jianye's ass twice
"I haven't had breakfast yet, go cook."
Mo Jianye didn't even dare to turn his head. He and Li Daya had been to the street office and the public security bureau. He knew that no one could take care of domestic violence. If he dared to go against Li Daya, he would be in an even worse situation after the staff of the street office left.
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