Chapter 265 Women have to take care of themselves, and they don’t get rid of their house for three days
Many people who have suffered domestic violence or have similar cases around them share their experiences in the comment section.
For a moment, this topic exploded online.
For the next half month.
The Domestic Violence Charity Foundation has helped many victims who suffered torture in marriage, allowing them to successfully divorce and completely get rid of the threat of mental control and violence.
It quickly became the focus of attention from all walks of life.
For more than a month, Su Qian has been busy and has no time to pay attention to Lin Shengjun's broken affairs.
After all, the debt he had given him the last time he was loaned.
It's enough for him to drink a pot.
Lin Family.
Since his mobile phone was inexplicably borrowed for loans more than a month ago, Lin Shengjun ran to the police several times, but he returned in vain.
The debt collection information has begun in the past few days.
Make him more anxious.
"Domestic Violence Charity Foundation?"
Lin's father raised his legs and glanced at the news about the Domestic Violence Charity Foundation that was being reported on TV, and sneered disdainfully: >
"It's so funny. I helped those women get divorced, but it hurt them."
"After all, what can they do if they leave us men?"
"I starve to death on the streets one day I don't know."
Lin's father's words are filled with belittlement of women.
"Say that's right."
Lin Shengjun responded on the side, showing a sarcastic sneer on his face, "Isn't it natural for men to beat their wives? Who told them to be disobedient?"
"That's right, women have to take care of them, they don't get into the room for three days Removing the tiles."
Lin's father leaned proudly on the back of the sofa.
The raised legs were shaking, "Now these charities are just messing around and spoiling women."
Lin's mother was sweeping the floor silently with her apron around her, silently sweeping the floor with a silent slanting her mother in apron. .
Hearing the father and son's words, she paused slightly, and her eyes subconsciously looked at the TV screen, with a trace of confusion and struggle flashing in her eyes.
Father Lin glared at Lin's mother impatiently. "What are you doing when you are stunned? I'm thirsty and didn't see it? Why don't you pour me a glass of water!" Lin's mother was yelled.
My body trembled slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.
The broom in her hand almost slipped off, she quickly put it down and hurried into the kitchen.
After a while.
She came out with a glass of water, her hands trembled slightly, and she carefully handed them to Lin's father.
Lin's father grabbed the water cup and took a deep breath.
"You want to burn me to death?"
Lin's father was furious in an instant, and the muscles on his face were twisted with anger.
With a "slam" sound, the hot water in the cup poured mercilessly onto Lin's mother.
After being caught off guard, the hot water poured directly on the back of Lin’s mother’s hand.
She screamed in pain, her face pale, she instinctively retreated, her feet slipped, and she fell heavily to the ground.
The body couldn't stop trembling.
"Mom, why can't you even drink a glass of water?"
Lin Shengjun frowned, with a look of boredom on his face. "Dad has been upset recently."
Lin's mother sat down. On the ground.
There is a large area of redness and swelling on the back of the hand.
Tears were rolling in my eyes, but I didn't dare to cry out loud.
She bit her lip, endured the pain and grievance, slowly got up from the ground, her lips trembling, and said in a stuttering voice: "I...I'll pour another cup."
When I returned to the living room again.
My mother Lin held a glass of water with suitable temperature, handed it to her father with trembling hands, and her voice was filled with a hint of undetectable sob:
"Old man, the water is ready." Father Lin He grabbed the water cup and took another bite.
This time, he didn't pick on the trick, but said angrily: "I'm so slow, I can't handle this little thing."
My mother Lin lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.
Silently returned to the broom and continued to clean the floor.
On TV, the report of the Domestic Violence Charity Foundation is still going on, and a victim is sharing his experience:
"At my most desperate moment, it was the Domestic Violence Charity Foundation Reaching a helping hand to me. They helped me find a lawyer and gave me psychological counseling, giving me the courage to leave that violent home. Now that I have started my life again, I really thank them..."
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Lin's mother's eyes were attracted by the TV screen.
She looked at the radiant and confident lady, feeling mixed feelings.
Subconsciously touched the back of his burned hand again.
A tingling pain in my heart.
Father Lin followed Lin's mother's gaze and snorted coldly, "These women are just pretentious, and they can't stand it after a few hits."
"That's it."
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Lin Shengjun echoed with disdain, his face full of disdain, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? Which woman is not controlled by her husband? She cried everywhere after hitting her for a few seconds. Now these charities are the same, so they meddled with other people's business."
< br>Lin's mother listened to the father and son's words, and felt sad.
She squatted down silently.
He began to clean up the glass fragments on the ground. The sharp glass cut her fingers, and blood oozed out, but she didn't realize it.
When the father and son belittled women in various ways.
A sudden knock on the door suddenly rang out. "Open the door!"
A rough roar came from outside the door.
Lin Shengjun was so scared that he almost bounced off the sofa. "Who...who?" he asked in a trembling voice.
The other party did not answer immediately, but continued to knock on the door, and the rough knocking sound seemed to be about to remove the door.
Father Lin pretended to be calm, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Here you come, come, let's urge you!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the door.
As soon as the door opened, I saw several burly men with fierce faces standing at the door.
The bald man in the lead hugged his hands and stared at Lin's father coldly. "Who are you...you?" Lin's father asked with a stern look on his face.
The bald man sneered, "Where is Lin Shengjun? Let him come out! When will he pay back the money he owes?"
When Lin Shengjun heard this, his face turned pale in an instant.
Hidden behind the sofa, he dared not show his head.
Father Lin looked back at Lin Shengjun, complained secretly, then turned his head and said to the bald man, "Brother, can you be given a few more days of gratitude? We are trying to find a way to raise money."
For My son borrowed more than one million yuan some time ago, and Lin’s father also knew about it.
In the past month, he has been afraid of all relatives.
The bald man snorted disdainfully, "Grace? You have been graceful for a long time! I must give an explanation today, otherwise..."
He waved the baseball bat in his hand, revealing a threat in his eyes.
When Lin's mother saw this, she was so scared that she covered her mouth.
Lin Shengjun walked out from behind the sofa tremblingly and said stammeringly: "Big...Brother, I'm really working hard, but I can't get the money together for a while."
The bald man stepped forward, grabbed Lin Shengjun's collar, and said viciously:
"Stop talking nonsense! Either pay back the money or just wait for the hardship!"
Father Lin hurried forward to plead, "Brother, you are proud of yourself. Give us a few more days, we will definitely find a way."
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The bald man shook Lin Shengjun, and Lin Shengjun staggered and almost fell down. "Okay, then I'll give you another three days! If you can't see the money in three days, you can wait and see it!" After saying that, he turned around and left with his men.
Lin Shengjun collapsed on the ground, looking desperate.
Lin's father also sat weakly on the sofa, holding his head with both hands.