Three Women in the Cage

Yang Yu lay there in silence for several days, not eating or drinking, and even didn't want to feed the child. She just lay there quietly.

She ignores anyone who talks to her.

During this time, Huanhuan and Yaya came in to see her, but she acted as if they didn't see anything and ignored them.

Even though Huanhuan pulled her arm and cried, "Mom, please pay attention to me? Don't ignore me? Wuuuuu."

Yang Yu remained silent as if motionless.

Finally, Yang's mother couldn't stand it anymore and let Tian Yun take Huanhuan out first.

Finally, Yang's mother couldn't bear it anymore. Wiping away her tears, she advised, "The child is innocent. Don't do this."

Yang Yu just kept crying but didn't say anything.

Because he didn't eat or drink and didn't sleep, Yang Yu quickly lost weight.

In a few days, it has become unrecognizable.

Because of long-term depression and gloomy mood, her auditory hallucinations became more serious.

In the middle of the night, her head began to hurt again, and all kinds of sounds hit her eardrums and reached her brain nerves.

"You deserve to not be able to have a son!"

"I told you she couldn't have a son, but you didn't believe me? Now you see it."

"You crazy woman, how dare you lie to me?"

"Village chief, she gave birth to an extra child, fine her!"

"Hahaha, you actually want to secretly give birth to a son?"

"Just give up on that idea. Forget about having a son in this life!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Waves of laughter came over her like a tide, and she had an unbearable headache.

"I have a son! I have a son..."

"You stole my son, it's you..."

"Give me back my son..."

How could it not be the son she had been waiting for so long?

How could she become a daughter?

She was unwilling to accept it... It was impossible, she didn't want to believe it.

"Ah... give me back my son..."

She held her head and cried, screaming heartbreakingly.

Those people were still laughing at her unscrupulously.

It was so annoying that she wanted to tear their smiling faces apart.

He struggled to get up from the bed and staggered towards them.

He waved his fists and hit them.

But they are abominably luring us into the depths of darkness.

In the dark night, she waved her hands wildly and staggered towards the darkness outside.

He kept repeating, "Give me back my son..."

When Yang's mother and others heard the noise and rushed over, they saw Yang Yu walking out mumbling incoherently.

"Yu'er..." Mother Yang rushed over and hugged her.

"Give me back my son!..." Yang Yu turned around and started fighting with the person in front of her. She was like a madman, wishing she could tear the other person to pieces.

"You deserve to die! How dare you steal my son, you bitches!"

She struggled, yelled, and babbled nonsense.

Seeing that Yang's mother was almost pushed down, Yang's father stepped forward and pulled her over.

He raised his hand and slapped Yang Yu in the face, "Wake up!"

Looking at the slap on his face, Yang Yu pointed at his nose and cursed, "Bitch, you hit me? I'll fight you today..."

Yang Yu rushed towards the two elders like a madman, and Yang Yi had no choice but to chop her on the neck with a palm.

Before she fell, he picked her up.

Looking at the haggard Yang Yu lying on the bed, Yang's mother asked anxiously, "What happened to her?"

"It's probably her inner demon. She has suffered too much injustice and been suppressed for too long in the past two years," Yang Yi said in a deep voice.

"Inner demon?" Father Yang held his aching forehead and shook his head in confusion.

They had no idea that their daughter had become so seriously ill!

They just thought that her life was a little hard and difficult.

But I never knew her inner pressure, and I suddenly felt a little distressed.

The next day, Yang's father went to find an old doctor in a slightly remote place and gave him a brief explanation of the patient's condition.

The reason why Yang's father went so far away was that he was afraid that the neighbors would hear some gossip and exaggerate the facts based on hearsay, which would never be good.

The old doctor had seen a lot of things in life and knew all kinds of diseases. But after listening to Yang's father's story, he probably understood the reason.

"The patient needs to rest quietly. Try to put as little mental pressure and stimulation as possible on her. Her family members should pay more attention to her."

"She is too worried and sensitive inside. You should be more careful with your words," the old doctor said meaningfully, and then gave him some Chinese medicine.

Father Yang listened to the old doctor's words and walked back home in a daze with a bag of Chinese medicine.

His daughter was a good girl, but since she entered that family, it seemed as if her soul had been taken away in just a few years.

He regretted it deeply, regretting that he had been so careless in tying the wrong red thread for her.

I secretly thought, if I hadn't married her off, if I had taken her back without hesitation when she was wronged for the first time and never let her go...

However, if..., his thoughts stopped. Starting over again, it seemed like it was still an unsolvable dilemma. He couldn't turn a blind eye to this worldly situation...

I can't turn a deaf ear to those rumors, and I can't go against the rules set by our ancestors...

He really couldn't do it...

Seeing the distraught father, Yang's mother stepped forward distressedly and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you've lost your soul?"

After a pause, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and anxiously urged, "Is Yu'er seriously ill? Tell me quickly."

She was really afraid of hearing some bad news, especially when she saw Yang's father looking so lost.

Father Yang was rocked back and forth by him and stood on tiptoe. He then said with an indistinct expression, "Don't panic yourself and make a fuss. She's just under too much mental pressure. She's holding too much in her heart!"

"Don't tell her, it'll put pressure on her. Don't say too much in front of her. Just give her the medicine and make it for her!"

After saying that, he walked out dejectedly.

The back was bent, as if it had suddenly aged a lot.

The next day, Yang Yu woke up groggily and saw his mother standing by the bed with a haggard face. He touched his aching head and neck, feeling a little confused.

"Mom, why are you here? You look tired, why don't you go and rest?" he asked weakly.

When Yang's mother saw Yang Yu, who was a little dazed after waking up, she smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, I just want to see you."

Apparently she had forgotten what happened last night.

After taking the boiled Chinese medicine over and blowing on it gently, Yang's mother said politely, "Your father has noticed that you haven't been eating or drinking recently and have lost some weight. You still have to feed your child, so he's worried about your health. He asked someone to get some Chinese medicine to regulate your appetite. Drink it while it's hot and rest up!"

After saying that, he scooped a spoonful of medicine and fed it to her mouth.

A bitter taste stained my lips, mixed with the taste of bitter orange, as if even my heart was bitter.

He opened his mouth and drank it in one gulp. The bitter taste went down his esophagus into his stomach and then spread throughout his body.

This bitter taste is so good...

In a short while, the big bowl of bitter medicine was all drunk. She was like a thirsty woman, desperately absorbing the bitter medicine, wishing she could soak herself in it and let every cell of her body be tainted with the bitter taste.

Only in this way can she numb the suffocating heartbreak and despair!