People born in the 80s became relocated households

Seeing her thin body and haggard face, perhaps it was due to overwork or long-term malnutrition. The hardships of life and the lack of attention to maintenance made her look inconsistent with her actual age. Jiang Shuya guessed that she was only in her early thirties at most. From her clothes, it could be seen that her clothes were washed gray and even had some patches on them.

Jiang Shuya looked at the kung fu with a smile and was invited to sit in the main hall for a while.

Zhang Xiaohui apologized as she handed Jiang Shuya a glass of water. She also said that her home was rather simple and she had nothing to offer. She pulled her to sit down, and the next second she stood up and went out to the backyard. Not long after, she heard a "puff puff" sound coming from the chicken coop. She saw her holding a chicken in her hand and said, "You helped me last time, and I don't have much to thank you for. I just raised some chickens at home, and you should still be feeding them. Take this back and stew it for soup. It's nutritious."

Jiang Shuya stood up in surprise and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, you are too polite, just keep it!"

Zhang Xiaohui's face was obviously anxious: "Sister, if you hadn't helped me, I would have been beaten to death that day. When I went to the hospital, the doctor said I only had one breath left."

After saying that, she wiped her tears, her swollen eyes turned red, and she sobbed in grievance.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Shuya comforted her again and again: "Although I don't know what happened, I think that people only have hope when they are alive. Think about what your hope is."

"First you have to live for yourself. Only when you live well can you protect your son."

Zhang Xiaohui raised her head and looked at her carefully, opened her mouth to say something, but didn't say it.

Jiang Shuya took the chicken from her hand, smiled, and put it on the ground: "It's still laying eggs. It would be a pity to kill it. Let's keep it! I ate too much chicken during my confinement. Now I'm scared to see it."

Zhang Xiaohui was so ashamed that she didn't know what to say. She didn't know how to say nice things, and there was nothing she could give her. She was so anxious that she spoke incoherently, but she still looked angry: "I have been here for almost ten years. When I came here, I found out that every family here grows grapes. Over the years, I have adapted to the local customs and learned how to grow grapes. I don't have much education, so it is difficult for me to find a job. In the first few years after I came here, I lived with my parents-in-law. With them supporting me, we lived in peace. A few years ago, my father-in-law passed away, and my mother-in-law lived with my eldest uncle's family, and we lived alone..."

Zhang Xiaohui looked at Jiang Shuya as if she was chatting, and asked, "You should know about my family's situation! Xixia Village is not that big, and we are all neighbors. You should know something about everyone's situation."

"The one who beat you that day was the father of your child." Jiang Shuya said

Zhang Xiaohui nodded silently: "I am from Huainan, and I was introduced to him by someone else. I have many brothers and sisters in my family, and I am the fourth child. When I met the father of the child, he was eloquent and very good at dealing with people. He had almost no bad habits, and he was pretty good to me. His parents were also nice to me. After I married him, he went to Shenzhen and changed after coming back. He first became addicted to slot machines, and then became addicted to various gambling, and then cheated and stole. A few years ago, he served three years in prison, and my father-in-law was angered to death by him. After he came out, he did not change his evil behavior. Anything worth money in the house was sold by him. Now there is nothing left to sell. He beat me that day because he asked for money but didn't give it to me, and there was a conflict. Every time he beat me, he beat me to death, and he didn't even let his son go."

At this time, there was an unknown smell in the house that filled her nose. After sitting for a while, Tangtang didn't want to stay there anymore. She looked around, as if looking for the unpleasant smell. Tangtang had a keen sense of smell like Jiang Shuya, so she had no choice but to get up, pick her up and take her outside. Zhang Xiaohui saw that Tangtang was not used to it, so she followed her out.

Although Jiang Shuya had guessed this was the case, she still looked around. The main house was three rooms square, built in the 1990s. The furnishings in the house were simple, with only a small dining table and a few low stools in the middle. There was only a bed and a cabinet in the side rooms on both sides. There was a small desk on the bedside table. It might be where her son lived. The few pieces of furniture in the whole house were old styles with the paint peeling off?

There is a kitchen next to the main house, which is filled with hay and firewood. The outside is open, with no walls in the front and back. The backyard is surrounded by a few wire mesh fences. There is a slightly larger chicken coop in the corner, with a few hens walking around freely in the yard. The ground is not flat like concrete. It's okay on a sunny day, but if it rains...

Looking at Zhang Xiaohui herself, she was wearing shorts and short sleeves in the hot summer. If you look closely, you can see the wounds all over her body. Some of them have scarred, and some are red and inflamed. The hot weather is not good for wound healing. Zhang Xiaohui waved her hand helplessly, saying, "It's okay. It's much better now."

"Why don't you choose to divorce when he treats you like this?" Jiang Shuya asked, and then he noticed her lonely eyes and helpless expression.

"I have mentioned it before. He said we can get a divorce, but the condition is that I take our son and leave. This house is his, not mine. The homestead certificate is also his." Jiang Shuya laughed secretly. This man is really a piece of shit. He even drove away his son. Even a tiger does not eat its own cubs.

"I'll give you an idea. See if it works. If you don't think it works, just pretend I didn't say anything." Jiang Shuya said

Zhang Xiaohui looked at her expectantly.

Jiang Shuya whispered, "This place will be demolished soon. He is still in the detention center. You have the injury certificate from the previous beating. You can directly file for divorce. The law will be on your side. Or you can negotiate with him directly. You can find a way to build a 150-square-meter house. After the divorce, the house and compensation for the demolition will be directly placed in your name and protected by the law. In that case, he will be at fault no matter how he makes a fuss."

After saying that, I continued to comfort her, saying, don't be afraid, now we live in a society ruled by law, there is a lot of news and public opinion everywhere, don't be afraid that he will cause trouble, first of all, society will not let him go, and neither will the law.

Zhang Xiaohui looked at her in surprise. She had also heard recently that a house had been built on her family's homestead on Dageng without any rumors before, and it was also completed in the past few days. She heard that it was all done by Jiang Shuya herself. She was secretly amazed in her heart, what a decisive woman she was.

Seeing that she was about to leave, she still asked some specific questions about building the house. Jiang Shuya promised to go back and get the business card that Master Fang had given her before and give it to her so that she could contact him herself. As for the price, she did not say it, and she could not guarantee whether Master Fang would build it for her according to the price on her website.