Chapter 251 Isn’t it just a few hits, why are you still dead?
"Who says housewives are worthless?"
Su Qian quickly replied in the group, "The housewife just has no salary, and the effort and energy she put in is not less than working outside. How can she be worthless?"
"Sister Hui, don't take yourself too lightly at any time, and don't put yourself in denial."
"You are very good, he is wrong."
"And I don't need you to pay anything."
After a series of messages were sent out, Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief. When she did this, she really couldn't stand Lin Shengjun's bad behavior.
Secondly, helping Li Jiahui fulfill her wish can unlock the chat group.
For yourself, this is enough
Li Jiahui looked at the message sent by Su Qian, her eyes were slightly red and her lips were trembling slightly.
There seemed to be a warm current flowing through my heart.
This is the first time that someone has so affirmed her worth.
"Thank you."
All the gratitude is condensed in these two simple words.
"I heard from Shishi that you have two children. Lin Shengjun often abused them before. After you die, the two children will definitely have a harder life. Do you need me to help you settle the child?"
Su Qian seemed to suddenly think of this important question and hurriedly sat upright.
Li Jiahui saw this news.
My heart suddenly tugged.
Li Jiahui (Female Master Plan): "If possible, I want my child to get rid of Lin Shengjun and live with my parents. Let them escape from the sea of suffering, then I can die with peace of mind."
Seeing the reply, Su Qian nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
After exiting the chat.
She leaned against the rocking chair, looked at the view outside the window, her brows frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.
In this world, killing is illegal, and she knows this very well.
Of course, she could also let Xiaoliu deal with it, and she would definitely destroy the corpse without knowing it, but that's the case.
Wouldn’t it be too cheap for Lin Shengjun?
...
After Lin Shengjun left the Tang Shijia, he returned home in a panic. Along the way, he felt fluctuating and pretended to be calm.
Li Jiahui's death still made him feel a little scared.
He sat on the sofa, constantly recalling what had just happened, which made him angry and annoyed.
But at the same time, I was also a little worried.
I'm afraid I'll really get into big trouble because of this.
He grabbed his hair irritably and said to himself, "Hmph, isn't it just a person who died? That's my wife. What's wrong with me? How big can it happen? What else do they want to do to me?"
But even though I said that, I had no idea at all.
He unconsciously clenched his hands and let go, his eyes full of guilt and uneasiness.
At this time, the door opened.
Lin Shengjun's parents came back from school by picking up their two children.
As soon as the two children entered the room, they saw Lin Shengjun sitting on the sofa, and their faces turned pale.
The body subconsciously hid behind grandma, her eyes full of fear, her small body trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to show off.
It seems that you are not facing your own father, but a demon who will hurt them at any time.
Lin Shengjun's parents noticed that something was wrong in the room.
Looking at Lin Shengjun's somewhat gloomy face.
Lin's mother felt an ominous premonition, her face was full of doubt, and her eyes were filled with worry. She pulled her two children into the house for a few steps, and asked:
"Shengjun, what's wrong? Didn't you go and pick up Jiahui back? Why are you back alone? Where is Jiahui?"
"She can't come back."
Lin Shengjun frowned, his eyes dodged for a moment, and he replied impatiently, "I'm dead, I'm dead at the Tang Shijia." His tone was stiff, with a hint of irritability on his face.
"What? Dead?"
When Lin's mother heard this, she widened her eyes and looked shocked. She asked quickly, "Why did you die like this? What's going on?"
"What are you talking about?"
Lin's father was full of majesty and his face darkened, and he didn't believe his son's words at all.
He walked towards the sofa and sat down.
He snorted disapprovingly, "Isn't it possible that he would be beaten to death after just a few hits?"
Lin's father's face was full of coldness.
I thought to myself that my son must have exaggerated it and did not take this matter seriously.
Two children are one boy and one girl, about four or five years old.
But there is no innocence and innocence in the eyes of his peers, but instead it is deep fear and sadness, as well as precocious puberty that is inconsistent with his age.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Hearing Lin's father's words, the older girl couldn't help but retort in a crying voice: "Grandpa, dad beat me so hard. It's not that I'm hitting twice. Mom is always injured and always crying. It's all the time. Yes, woo-woo-woo-woo-"
The younger boy also nodded vigorously.
Tears were rolling in my eyes.
But he didn't dare to cry loudly, but just grabbed the corner of his grandma's clothes and his body trembled slightly.
"You little boy, what are you talking about?"
When Lin Shengjun heard this, his face instantly became vicious. He shouted at the child, "I won't beat you up if I'm talking nonsense!"
As he said that, he had to stand up and teach the child a lesson.
That posture seemed to vent all the anger in my heart on the child.
The two children were so scared that they shivered and hid behind Lin's mother tighter. Their little face was pale and their eyes were full of horror.
"You are going to abuse your two more children. Will you send a video to Jiahui?"
Lin's mother tightly protected the two children behind her.
His eyes were full of anger and pain.
Obviously, it has been not once or twice that the child has been used to threaten Li Jiahui.
"Okay, okay."
Father Lin said impatiently.
His brows frowned even more, and there was a hint of boredom in his eyes, "It is difficult to explain if he broke the child outside."
"Seeing that you are so arrogant, is Jiahui unwilling to come back with you?"
He frowned and looked at Lin Shengjun.
"I said I can't come back." Lin Shengjun replied angrily.
She sat back on the sofa again, holding her hands in her chest, her eyes full of irritability and impatient, "She died at the Tang Shijia, and everyone was out of breath when I went there. She insisted that it was me who was hurt, she was simply slandering her mouth. . How can I do to her? I am still unfair! ”
"Is it really dead?" Lin's father was not too surprised.
He just raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were still cold, as if he was just an irrelevant person.
Lin's mother held two children, tears rolling in her eyes.
She choked and said, "Shengjun, no matter what, Jiahui's child is gone, it's a life."
"Why are you crying?"
Lin's father scolded Lin's mother impatiently, his eyes full of disgust, "Take the child into the room, the man speaks, how can you interrupt?"
"Cry, if you cried, I won't beat you to death if your family's luck is gone!"
His voice was very loud, and he felt a sense of overbearance that could not be resisted. He glared at Lin's mother fiercely as he spoke.
The look was full of warning.
It seemed as if Lin’s mother said something more, and he would really do it.