Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

The mourning hall is set up in a dilapidated small building.

The light in the room is not very bright, it shines on the altar in the middle, there is a black and white portrait in the center of the table, the young man on the photo is smiling, the white candles on both sides, the candlelight is flickering, illuminating the two beating heads inside the room Bleeding woman.

"I gave birth to the child, why do you want to rob him of compensation?"

"I am the child's grandma. He is a member of our old Zhang's family. He is also the soul of our old Zhang's family when he dies. Naturally, the compensation belongs to our old Zhang's family. Why do you bitch take it?"

"Just because the baby came out of my stomach, I should take it."

"Without my son, can you give birth alone? Don't think I don't know what you do with the compensation, and use it to have fun with your adulterer? Dreaming."

There were strands of hair all over the ground.

The middle-aged man stood aside dejectedly, watching his mother and ex-wife fight hard, not only did he not intend to persuade him, but there was also a strong smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

let's hit!Killing one is one.

Looking at the heavy resentment lingering in the mourning hall, Yan Zhen took out a spell from his pocket and typed it out. The spell floated in the air, and the black resentment suddenly seemed to have found its home, rushing wildly into the spell.

"You let them fight?"

Yan Zhen walked into the mourning hall, looked at the erratic spirit body, and asked coldly.

When the spirit body saw Yan Zhen, it was stunned for a while, until Yan Zhen stared at him, he was surprised to find out: "You can see me?"

"That's your biological mother. No matter how much you hate her, you shouldn't want to kill her. The son kills the mother, which violates the principles of morality and ethics."

Zhang Ling snorted coldly, staring at his mother's eyes full of strong hatred: "I didn't ask her to give birth to me, but she didn't care about me after giving birth to me. She deserves death."

"How do you know she didn't protect you?"

Yan Zhen reached out and tapped Zhang Ling's forehead, "It's useless to say anything, you'd better see for yourself!"

Some pictures appeared in front of Zhang Ling's eyes.

That's what her mother went through when she was young.

My mother was cooking in the kitchen, and my grandma secretly grabbed my father and said, "Li Juan has been married for two months, why is her stomach still not moving? She just eats and can't lay eggs every day. Our family doesn't want such a woman."

"Mom, you have to pay attention to fate when you have a baby. It's only been two months! What are you in a hurry for?"

"Do you know how much you can eat in two months? Just eat and eat every day, just like a pig, who can afford such a pig?"

The old lady Zhang sighed deeply, as if she suddenly thought of something, she said: "Look at your second uncle's house, the daughter-in-law your cousin married last year gave birth to a fat boy this year, we It's a big family, and everything has to be compared with others, if you don't have a son in the future, you will be laughed at to death."

"Why don't you ask the doctor in the village to come over and give you a prescription for giving birth to a boy? How about it?"

Zhang Lei glanced at his sweating wife who was busy in the kitchen, nodded and said, "Alright, I want a son too."

Soon, the doctor from the village came.

He gave Li Juan an injection first, and then prescribed a lot of medicine for Li Juan.

The medicine was so bitter that Li Juan felt nauseous after smelling it, and couldn't drink it.

However, her mother-in-law forced her to drink it, saying that she would definitely give birth to a boy after drinking it, so she had no choice but to pinch her nose and drink it for more than a month, and finally became pregnant.

At first, Mrs. Zhang was quite happy.

But as the fetus grows up, it needs more and more nutrients every day, and Li Juan can eat more and more. Mrs. Zhang can't get used to it, and beats and scolds her every day.

"I know how to eat every day, and pigs don't eat as much as you do."

"When someone else's daughter-in-law is pregnant, she does laundry and cooks. You don't do anything when you're pregnant, and I, Zhang Lei, come to serve you every day. How can you marry a daughter-in-law? This is clearly finding someone Grandpa is back."

"Get up and cook. If you don't cook today, you won't have anything to eat. It's not like I haven't been pregnant before. Who is as precious as you?"

Zhang Ling looked at his mother, who was bullied by her grandma throughout her pregnancy.

The worst thing was that on the day of delivery, the mother had dystocia, and the doctor suggested an operation.

That day, Li Juan was lying on the delivery bed with two dead bodies. Her mother-in-law was still shouting at the door of the delivery room: "My grandson can only give birth naturally, but others can give birth. Why can't she give birth? It doesn't matter if adults can't save him. As long as the child is safe."

Even an outsider who has nothing to do with it will be furious when he hears this.

After Li Juan married into Zhang's family, she had no human rights at all. No matter how much she did every day, her mother-in-law thought she was doing too little. No matter how little she ate every day, her mother-in-law thought she was eating too much.

In short, the mother-in-law just doesn't like her, and treats her like an outsider to be wary of, bully, and manipulate her.

When giving birth, a woman is like a fish on a chopping board. If the family members do not sign and pay for the operation, the doctor will not perform it, even if they just watch her die.

However, when Li Juan was dying, she pulled the doctor and said, "Keep my son, he is alive, it doesn't matter if I die..."

When Zhang Ling saw this, the hatred on his face had dissipated a lot.

When his mother gave birth to him, he was close to death, and it was really God's grace to save him.

My mother was bullied by my grandma during pregnancy, and my grandma bullied me during confinement. As long as I live in that home, even taking a breath is wrong.

The Zhang family simply cannot tolerate outsiders.

Mrs. Zhang is someone who can't understand other people's lives.

It turned out that my mother had suffered so much...

But in such a suffocating family, his mother still endured it every day, and she didn't divorce his father until he was three years old.

After the divorce, my mother's reputation was completely stinky, and she was scolded by her grandma.

After his mother left, his grandma whispered in his ear every day: "Your mother is a bad woman, and she didn't want you when she gave birth to you. If it wasn't for grandma! You would have died in your mother's hands a long time ago!"

Day after day, year after year of brainwashing, Zhang Ling finally hated his mother.

When his mother came to visit him, he avoided seeing her.

He stomped on the clothes and cakes his mother bought for him, and then threw them into the trash can.

He always thought his mother was a bad woman, and he hated her to death, but he never knew what kind of life his mother was going through.

Zhang Ling looked at the gray-haired old man in the mourning hall, he didn't understand: "But my grandma, why did she do that?"

If grandma hadn't been targeting mother all the time, and father pretended to be deaf and dumb, mother would never have left him and left that house.

Yan Zhen smiled, "It may be that your grandma has suffered like that back then, so she wants to let your mother suffer through it too! It's like those who have been wet in the rain want to tear apart other people's umbrellas. "