Rebirth in the abortion operating room, the rough husband domineeringly dotes on him

Jiang Zhi walked for an hour before a woman who looked like a peasant woman rode a battery car and stopped at the door of the police station.

She was listless, with no special emotion on her face. She nodded to the police as if she didn't say anything.

"Hello, I am Liu Xiaodao's wife. Where are the others?" The policeman in the lobby pointed her in a direction and continued busy.

When Liu Ercong came out, she happened to pass by her, and they didn't know each other.

He glanced casually and quickly separated.

Liu Ercong's daughter-in-law is called Xi Juan. She always pretends to be a virtuous lady in the police station, gentle and gentle, and has a particularly good temper.

But as soon as he walked out of the door of the police station, he immediately grabbed his ear and started to curse. Even the police in the lobby craned their necks and looked over curiously.

"Aren't you very happy that you have become successful and now you have entered the police station with honor? I see you are smiling very happily. Do you want to give you a big red flower as a reward? Ah! You even fight. Let's see what you can do. If you dare to offend anyone, don't worry about others stumbling upon you!"

Xi Juan was so angry that she was about to explode. Her voice was so loud that Liu Ercong's head was buzzing, and he kept talking while scolding Liu Ercong from head to toe.

No matter how ugly it was, no matter how angry she was.

It's a pity that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. He will just smile at whatever you say and will only say, "Honey, please be gentle, I know I was wrong."

"Bah," he said it with words, but he never changed his mind.

Xi Juan groaned angrily, but had no other choice, so she simply threw away the key and said coldly, "You drive."

After saying that, he opened the door and sat directly in the passenger seat.

The car door was closed hard with a loud "bang".

Liu Ercong twitched with distress, but he knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he went to drive obediently, deciding that it was best to remain silent now, and wait for his wife to calm down.

He has no regrets about this incident.

What's wrong with Brother Jun? He's so awesome. I'm not much worse than him. The worst thing I can do in the future is just not cooperating. There are plenty of clothing rentals, but if Hengdian doesn't work, I'll go to Dongyang. I'm afraid of nothing.

He didn't take it seriously, but he didn't dare to say it in front of his wife, otherwise, he would just be looking for trouble.

"Liu Xiaodao, your family is here to pick you up, you can go." A policeman came in and shouted.

Liu Xiaodao stood up immediately, arranged his clothes helplessly, and then walked out anxiously.

"Cailing, are you here?" Liu Xiaodao lowered his head in shame when he saw the woman at the door, his eyes sore.

I feel ashamed to face my wife and elderly people at home.

"I'm sorry for dragging you down!" He had regretted it for a long time. He regretted that he was impulsive, caused trouble to Brother Jiang, harmed Brother Jiang's friends, and added another layer of burden and haze to his family.

"Let's go." Zheng Cailing said concisely, turned around and took the lead to walk out without any hesitation or unnecessary emotion: "You don't have to feel guilty. Someone has already paid the bail fine for you, so you don't need to pay for it at home."

It was not convenient for Jiang Zhixing to get the two of them out together, so he could only help pay the bail and go through the procedures with his family. It was not a big deal.

Liu Xiaodao was silent, nodded, and said nothing, but his heart was heavy. The more calm the other party was, the more panicked and uneasy he became.

The two of them signed the document together, and it was considered completely fine.

Liu Xiaodao hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to speak: "Cailing, do you believe that this time there is a real turnaround. I will be able to make money soon. Just give me a little more time, okay? I will have money soon." Now that you’ve bought milk powder for your child, you’ll have money for your family, okay, it’ll be really quick.”

Liu Xiaodao said this request almost pleadingly, but he still didn't want to give up and wanted to try again.

Zheng Cailing shook her head: "You don't have to tell me this. I don't care whether you are good or bad. I am just telling you one last time. You have two choices now. One is that we divorce and go our separate ways. The other is You come back to your hometown with me and live peacefully."

Liu Xiaodao felt as if someone had stabbed him hard in the heart, and it ached painfully.

How to choose, why you must choose.

He couldn't deceive himself. Yes, he was living in a mess now, but he never thought of giving up. After struggling in Hengdian for so many years, how could he be willing to leave here and leave this circle.

Neither of them wanted to let anything go. Liu Xiaodao responded with silence, as if he was evading and didn't want to make a choice.The atmosphere was frozen to freezing point.

Back home, in the messy living room, the child's cries were deafening. He was lying in the old man's arms and writhing anxiously. There was a thin layer of sweat on the old man's forehead, and his arms were shaking weakly.

"Mom." Liu Xiaodao was startled and immediately ran forward.

The next second, a slender figure rushed forward and suddenly hugged the child in the old man's arms.

He was so anxious that he didn't even put down the bag in his hand. He was holding the baby to wash his hands and was busy making milk powder at the same time.

The old man began to pack up the children's things in the living room, and even though he was exhausted, he still persisted.

Liu Xiaodao seemed to be a stranger, standing in this home but as if he didn't exist.

It was obviously not like this before, and the home he imagined was not like this.

He looked at his wife like a puppet, holding the child without making any sound, and his mother was also quietly cleaning up the living room.

It's all a pool of stagnant water.

Suddenly, I felt a chill all over my body. This was no home, this was clearly a curtain of the living dead.

He suddenly looked back and forth, looking at the milk powder jar on the table that was almost bottomed out, cheap diapers on the sofa, and, on such a hot day, the air conditioner was not turned on, and the electric fan was spinning tirelessly in the living room. .

Only then did Liu Xiaodao notice that during his confused days, his home was already like this. A deep powerlessness surrounded him, making him suffocating and uncomfortable.

Her mother's indifference, her wife's indifference, and her children's endless noise made her collapse instantly, and she suddenly didn't understand the meaning of her persistence.

Are all the efforts just to live like this?If that's the case, then why bother? He suddenly felt relieved.
He smiled stiffly and began to squat down. Maybe, in another way, they would all live happily.

There is no need for any ideals or ambitions. He is destined to be an ordinary person, and he should live an ordinary life like this. What are you fantasizing about?

It seems that it is not impossible to go home to farm and work.

The proud back of the middle-aged man was deeply bent at this moment.

Everything of yesterday has passed away.

At some point, two sets of eyes rested on him.

After finally mopping the floor, Jiang Zhixing looked up and gradually smiled.

"Mom, Cailing, I listen to you, let's go home!"

In the room of the bald monk, there were four incense sticks and smoke spiraling into the sky. The burnt ashes bloomed into a beautiful lotus shape on top. It was very magical. The low voice of chanting sutras quickly echoed in the room.

Jiang Zhixing seemed to have entered a strange realm. The spiritual platform was clear and bright, and there was a strange aura that seemed to flow out of the relics in his palm. It was cold and spread to his body.

A long-lost sense of relaxation filled his brain.

After a while, the voice gradually stopped. Jiang Zhixing's face turned rosy, his eyes were bright and shiny, and his whole person seemed to have lost all the troubles on it, and his brilliance was bright.

In the blink of an eye, all this quietly disappeared again, as if it had never happened.

The incense stick in front of me had just finished burning, the layers of lotus flowers were hovering above it, and the relics in my hand seemed to be a little warmer.

Jiang Zhixing turned around, and the bald monk finally showed a hint of relief: "Okay"

"Ah, Jiang Zhixing's expression suddenly changed, and a sharp pain hit his chest. The next second, a stream of blood rushed out, staining a scripture on the altar table red."

The whole person couldn't hold up and fell down.

"Zhixing!" The bald monk was shocked.

"Master Azhi!