啪啪啪小视频

Lin Qingyin sighed lightly: “You look at yourself in the mirror. The bluish-purple bruise on your eyes hasn’t disappeared yet!”

Ma Xiuling quickly lowered her head and touched her eye socket. She felt a little pain when she touched it slightly. She has been married for 30 years but suffered more than 20 years of domestic violence. No one in the village imagined that her seemingly honest husband was a thug who beat her at every turn.

When she was younger, she was beaten by him and went home crying, but what she faced was the incomprehension and reprimand of her parents. In their eyes, it was normal for a young couple to quarrel. There was no reason to get the fuss about it. It will only make people laugh at them. Not only did Ma Xiuling fail to get comfort and care in her natal family, but was also disheartened by their words. They even told her to go home honestly and not to say anything, let alone have the idea of ​​divorce.

To file a complaint at her mother-in-law’s house was even more impossible. After all, it was her son. She doesn’t scold him. On the contrary, it will be her who will face her gun and stick words.

At that time, Ma Xiuling wanted to get a divorce, but she didn’t know what to do if she got divorced. She has no home to go back to, nor a place to go. All her meager salary was spent on her family and she has no savings. Most importantly, she was reluctant to bear to leave her two children. She was afraid that if she left, her husband would vent his anger on their children.

She endured it for more than 10 years. Although she tried to conceal it, the two children still found out that she had been domestically abused all year round. Ma Xiuling’s son was already in junior high school at the time. He was 1.8 meters taller than his father. His strong muscles and forbearing fists made his father a chicken in an instant and made him promise repeatedly that he would not hit anyone again.

Those years were rare and stable days for Ma Xiuling, but when her son went to college, and her daughter was not at home in high school, Ma Xiuling’s husband’s vented his anger that had been holding back for years. He drank some alcohol and used it as an excuse to fracture her. Only then did Ma Xiuling know that the devil was a devil after all. He will not change with the passing of time, but will only get worse.

At that time, Ma Xiuling had the idea of ​​divorce again, but her husband saw her thoughts at a glance and directly pointed out that if she was driven away, he would not pay a penny for the tuition of his children in the future, and let them all go out to work.

Ma Xiuling counted down her savings. Even if her son can work to earn tuition and living expenses, her money was not enough for her daughter to finish high school, so she bears it again. She thought that when her children could stand on their own, she could escape from the clutches of the devil. But at this time, she was scared again.

It was easy for her to leave, but watching her husband’s somewhat muddy eyes numbed by alcohol, she worried that he would go to his son’s company and daughter’s school to make trouble. Her life had been ruined, and she didn’t want that bastard to ruin the future of her children.

But no one wants to be beaten all the time, so after hearing that Lin Qingyin do fortune-telling, Ma Xiuling came. She wanted Lin Qingyin to give her an idea.

After telling Lin Qingyin about her distress, Ma Xiuling’s eyes were filled with despair: “I really can’t stand it and want to get a divorce, but he has no bottom line. I’m afraid he can’t make trouble, he’ll cause trouble to my children.”