âZhang Cuihua, what are you doing?â He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the stick from Zhang Cuihuaâs hand, and tossed it to the ground. He then squatted to examine the wounds on his daughter.
âZhang Cuihua, are you really a mother? Look what youâve done to our little girl. I know you favor boys over girls, but sheâs your flesh and blood too. How could you be so heartless?â
The little girl, clinging to Yun Haiâs clothes, had a tear-stained face.
Zhang Cuihua felt more resentment toward the girl after being yelled at by Yun Hai.
âSweetheart, donât cry, donât cry, let daddy blow on it.â Yun Hai looked at the welts on his daughterâs body and glared harshly at Zhang Cuihua.
âArenât you going to cook? I really donât know how you grew up this way. Despite being a woman, you still favor boys over girls. If I catch you hitting her again, I wonât be polite to you.â
In some ways, Yun Hai had been well-educated by his parents, without any sort of male preference mindset. He had never noticed his wifeâs favoritism until their daughter was born.
âI just hit her once, and youâre making such a fuss.â Zhang Cuihua retorted stubbornly.
Yun Hai scoffed coldly, âAre you blind? Canât you see the welts on her body? And you two, is this your idea of taking care of your sister? Iâm grounding you both from dinner tonight.â He then lifted his daughter to clean her up.
Zhang Cuihua watched Yun Hai being so affectionate towards their daughter and felt an upsurge of jealousy. âSheâs just a girl, who will eventually marry out.â
Upon hearing this, Yun Hai shot Zhang Cuihua a severe glare. âHave you forgotten that youâre a woman too? After these years of marriage, youâre still bringing stuff from your parentsâ house. Havenât you thought that maybe your mother felt the same way? Zhang Cuihua, if you donât want to live here anymore, thereâs the door. If you want to leave, go now. You often talk about how selfish your brothers and sisters are, but look at them. Are they always beating or scolding their daughter? Sheâs only four. Let me tell you something, Zhang Cuihua if I find out youâre still bringing stuff from your parentsâ house, you can roll back to the Zhang family. The Yun family doesnât need a daughter-beater and an unsuitable daughter-in-law.â
Zhang Cuihua was stunned.
Yun Mingliang and Yun Mingze sneaked a glance at Zhang Cuihua and asked in a low voice, âMom, we heard that Uncle woke up and Aunt Meng came back, is that true?â
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âDo you want to be punished too?â> Zhang Cuihua yelled at her two sons.
Zhang Cuihua usually adored her sons, but she couldnât hide her anger from them now that they brought up Meng Yunhan.
Yun Mingliang and Yun Mingze quickly slipped away.
Now that they were gone, Zhang Cuihua had no one left to vent her anger on.
âSweetheart, does it hurt?â Yun Hai gently rubbed medicinal oil on his daughterâs wounds and asked softly.
His daughterâs tears welled up in her eyes, âDad, does mom not like me? Why does she always hit me?â
Seeing his daughter like this, Yun Hai felt an immense ache in his heart, âOur little girl is being good. Your mom is just upset about something else.â
Yun Hai fully understood the reason for his wifeâs wrath.
She had previously mentioned she wanted their youngest brother to get their sons inducted into the military. But given his brotherâs recent actions, that favor was certainly off the table. So, taking out her anger on their daughter happened to be a convenient option.