Zhao Mengxue took the proprietress and her children back to the nursing home. The place was very large and still a strange place for the proprietress.

The landlady saw that there were many elderly people here, and everyone was very eager to help her. She thanked her politely, and then she went into the room with her child.

Zhao Mengxue arranged a guest room for her and the child so that they could have a good rest.

"Thank you, Miss Zhao." The proprietress took Zhao Mengxue's arm and said cautiously.

"I haven't asked you what your name is yet?" Zhao Mengxue asked softly, holding her mobile phone to record information.

"My name is Lin Qingjuan." Lin Qingjuan said seriously, "But why are there so many elderly people here?"

"This is a nursing home I opened. Most of the elderly people who have no one to take care of them and who have no home will live here." As soon as Zhao Mengxue said this, Lin Qingjuan's eyes lit up.

Lin Qingjuan thought Zhao Mengxue was an enthusiastic passerby, but she didn't expect that she was really enthusiastic about helping others, including taking in the elderly.

"It's a good thing I met you, otherwise the old man would have no place to go." Lin Qingjuan said helplessly. The child had already fallen asleep on the bed.

Zhao Mengxue looked at Lin Qingjuan with a bad expression. The two of them were sitting on the sofa, and there were two bottles of water on the coffee table.

When Lin Qingjuan thought about her husband's domestic violence, she began to feel frightened and her whole body trembled.

"It's okay, you can always live here." Zhao Mengxue comforted softly.

"I know I'm a coward, otherwise I wouldn't have delayed the divorce until now. I was afraid that I would be beaten to death, and I almost killed the child." Lin Qingjuan cried, with a hint of nasality in her voice.

Facing the fear of the future, everyone will be a little scared. Zhao Mengxue can understand it. In addition, the domestic violence man also threatens the people around Lin Qingjuan.

Lin Qingjuan became even more frightened, as if she had no direction.

"Do you have a bad relationship with your family?" Zhao Mengxue tried to understand, her voice a little gentler.

"Yes, I was not pampered at home when I was a child. My parents only gave birth to me to have a son. I also have an older sister and later a younger brother. It was the most uncomfortable for me to be caught in the middle."

Lin Qingjuan felt a little sad when she said it. Her family had caused her more harm.

"Then what?" Zhao Mengxue continued to ask.

"No matter what unhappy things happened, my parents always liked to use me as a punching bag. I dropped out of school very early and went to work. Later, I started a business with my husband and gradually saved a lot of money..."

Zhao Mengxue took out two tissues and gave them to Lin Qingjuan. Her eyes were a little gentler and she listened patiently to what the other party said.

"If those things hadn't happened later, maybe we could still have a good life." Lin Qingjuan said sadly.

"These things have nothing to do with you. Even if the business is not good and you can't have children, it's not your fault. Your husband should also bear his part of the responsibility, instead of shirk all the responsibility on you like now... …”

Zhao Mengxue spoke slowly, "He is already an adult, and each of us should take responsibility for ourselves."

Lin Qingjuan cried even louder after hearing Zhao Mengxue's words. She had never received such comfort before. Everyone would only criticize her for being useless, and no one really cared about her.

"You are the first person who doesn't blame me." Lin Qingjuan sniffed.

"You have some unresolved traumas. The concepts your parents gave you in the past may be wrong, but the future is still long and you can learn slowly."

Zhao Mengxue patted Lin Qingjuan's shoulder, and she tried her best to smile.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Lin Qingjuan gritted her teeth and gently hugged Zhao Mengxue. Zhao Mengxue slowly raised her head and looked at Lin Qingjuan. There was still too little she could do to help those in need every time.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhao Mengxue asked Lin Qingjuan to take a rest first. She had other things to do first.

The guest room door slowly closed, Zhao Mengxue walked out, Xiao Li greeted him, and the two of them walked back to the office along the corridor.

The two of them were sitting in the office. Zhao Mengxue didn't look good, and Xiao Li reported part of his work.

Xiao Li raised his head and noticed the expression on Zhao Mengxue's face. It didn't look good, but Zhao Mengxue had always been strong.

"Do we really want to help the boss lady?" Xiao Li asked uncertainly.

"Yes." Zhao Mengxue nodded, with a faint smile on his face.

"Why?" Xiao Li didn't disagree, he was just curious why.

"Did you know that many women who experience domestic violence are afraid to run away? Or they don't have the courage to leave. The longer two people stay together, the more unhealthy they become psychologically."

Zhao Mengxue said seriously, with a hint of seriousness on her face. All of this was based on data analysis.

"That's too painful..." Xiao Li frowned, it's hard to imagine how tortured it was.

"Yes, I am only helping within the scope of my ability. It depends on whether she is willing to step forward, otherwise it will be useless for me to work alone." Zhao Mengxue shrugged, and she lowered her head to read the document.

Xiao Li carefully recalled the whole incident and had many questions.

Zhao Mengxue noticed that Xiao Li wanted to say something but didn't, so she twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "If you want to say anything, just ask."

"Why are you so bold to provoke the boss?" Xiao Li asked in a low voice, "The boss is drunk too much. What if he really attacks you?"

"I can hide away. If he doesn't attack me then, he will attack his wife and children. Didn't you see that child was so scared that he was paralyzed?"

When Zhao Mengxue asked, Xiao Li gradually came back to his senses and discovered that it was indeed the case.

"It seems..." Xiao Li frowned and his eyes dimmed.

"This domestic violence has been going on for a long time, at least for two or three years, and the children have begun to have psychological problems. If no early intervention is done, the children will be very pitiful."

Zhao Mengxue didn't dare to think about what her child had gone through. She was just worried about her child's condition.

"Are you doing it for the baby?" Xiao Li asked, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Yes, I actually do it for the sake of the children. I can't bear to watch a child suffer." Zhao Mengxue shook her head, her eyes gradually dimming.

Zhao Mengxue has learned about domestic violence. She knows that many things are not that simple, but if she can save one person, the children will not experience pain in the future.

"Ms. Zhao, you are really great." Xiao Li's face showed admiration, "Fortunately, I met such a good boss."

"Okay, I have to go to the fields today." Zhao Mengxue packed up her things and prepared to go out with Xiao Li.

They have been very busy these past few days. Zhao Mengxue was also busy sowing seeds. She didn't buy any good seeds today.

Zhao Mengxue and Xiao Li got on the electric tricycle, and they set off to the fields together. (End of chapter)

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