Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 380 - 380 375 Not Worth It

Chapter 380: Chapter 375 Not Worth It Chapter 380: Chapter 375 Not Worth It “Who is it? …You motherfucker, why aren’t you opening the door? Standing there looking for death?”

With that impatient voice, the door clicked open from the inside.

The woman in front stood thin and small, her years of ceaseless toil and inadequate food and clothing had turned her hair half grey, and she looked worn down like an old person over fifty, though she was just in her early forties. At this moment, the situation was even more dreadful due to a smashed bottle on her forehead, a large cut oozing bright red blood, about to spread to her left eye.

Qi Lihong’s tears came pouring out. She hurriedly took a handkerchief from her pocket and pressed it against her mother’s forehead, her lips tightly sealed, not uttering a word.

Her mother was not born mute; she could hear, otherwise, the neighborhood office would not have agreed to hire her as a sanitation worker.

“Yo, who’s this?”

The man slumped on the sofa saw Qi Lihong at the door and sneered with yellow-stained teeth, “Taking a break and not coming home… Qi Lihong, just because you got into university, do you think you’ve grown wings and can fly? I’m telling you, no way!”

He yelled especially loud on the last three words, so much so that the neighbor, who opened their door to check on the noise, had no idea what was going on and “bang” shut their door again.

A lunatic, this is just a lunatic!

Qi Lihong didn’t even glance at him. After entering, she first closed the door, then pulled her mother into her small bedroom. She found some gauze, cotton swabs, and iodine—she wanted to treat her mother’s wound first.

But before the mother and daughter could have a moment of tenderness, the living room was again filled with the explosive sound of a bottle smashing on the floor and unbearable curses, “Bitch, you’re both trying to rebel? Is what I say just wind in your ears? Get out here, get the fuck out…”

Lihong’s mute mother shook with tremors, shaking her head at Qi Lihong, trying to indicate that she shouldn’t have come back, she shouldn’t have come home.

After the mental struggle at the entrance earlier, Qi Lihong was now mostly able to ignore the commotion in the living room. Her face calm, she disinfected and wiped her mother’s wound, then wrapped it up nicely.

But no sooner had she finished, her mother stood up at once, gesturing to her to stay in the room and not go out, while she herself hurried out of the small bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Perhaps he was tired from his earlier tirade, the filth from the living room ceased temporarily, followed by the sizzling sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Qi Lihong sat on her small bed, staring blankly at the bright red blood staining her hands.

It wasn’t the first time she had seen blood at home, or to say, seeing blood had almost become the norm in their house, but never before had she felt such disgust with this life, how unbearable it was! How on earth had she and her mother endured for all these years?

“You’re serving me this crap? I told you I wanted fried yellow fish today, are you fucking deaf? Stupid mute…”

Qi Lihong stood up abruptly and walked out. As she stepped into the living room, she saw her father, who had a lame leg, picking up a plate of steaming potato shreds from the coffee table and smashing it on her mother’s head.

Lihong’s mute mother couldn’t dodge in time, the freshly fried potato shreds scattering all over her head and face. She opened her mouth and sounded a silent, anguished cry, causing Qi Lihong’s heart to wrench with pain.

“What are you looking at, you little slut? Where’s the money? Give me the money you earned from working.”

As the man spoke, with hair like a bird’s nest, he stood up from the sofa, limped towards Qi Lihong, “Fucking little slut, defying me and not coming home. I’ve already made arrangements with Big Boss Yang, after the New Year, you’re fucking marrying over to him…”

These words probably didn’t have much effect on Qi Lihong, but for Lihong’s mute mother, they were a bolt from the blue.

Without taking the time to brush off the potato shreds from her head, she lurched at her limping husband as he dove towards her daughter, and from her usually silent mouth came a series of desperate “ahs”…

Why, why?

She refused her daughter’s proposal to go to Beijing with her. She endured his beatings and tended to him wholeheartedly, just hoping that he would torture only her and spare her daughter, not drag her into this!

But what had she heard now?

Yang Lao Da, an old bachelor even older than she was, actually wanted her beautiful daughter to marry him!

He was mad, the bastard was mad!

The lame man failed to touch Qi Lihong and was knocked down by Sensen’s mute mother. But at the same time, the mute mother also fell to the ground, her body landing on the lame man’s crippled leg.

“Ah… you whore!”

The lame man’s leg was itchy and painful every winter. The collision and pressure made it unbearable. He clenched his teeth and kicked the mute mother away with his good leg.

Although her body was intact, the mute mother was malnourished from years of poor food and sleep, combined with overwork. She didn’t have much strength, and weighing less than eighty pounds, she was sent flying into the wall opposite by the kick.

With a bang, the mute mother curled up in pain.

Qi Lihong glanced at her mother and turned to grab an empty bottle from beside the coffee table, hurling it at the lame man’s head.

Perhaps out of extreme rage, her arms were trembling, and the bottle missed, shattering on the floor beside the lame man, enraging him as he glared at her, “You little bitch, how dare you, you little whore, defy me…”

The living room wasn’t large and the lame man was used to beating people up. Before he could get up, he lunged forward and grabbed Lihong’s arm, then slapped her across the face.

“You little whore, given a face and you don’ t want it?”

Although his leg was inconvenient, the lame man’s arms were strong. After slapping Lihong, he pushed her to the ground and started hitting her, her face soon swollen and red.

“Ah, ah…”

The mute mother uttered incoherent sounds as she struggled to get up from the ground, charging headlong at the lame man. With a thud, he was knocked to the ground, his grip on Lihong’s arm loosening.

“Damn it…”

The lame man rolled over, pinning his wife underneath him, and started pounding her head with his fists.

Qi Lihong’s head was buzzing, stars flashing before her eyes. She felt for the half-broken bottle she had shattered earlier and thrust it fiercely into the lame man’s back as she got up.

“Ah…”

The mute mother’s head was covered in blood, her eyes almost sealed shut with it so she could see nothing, but when her daughter stabbed the lame man in the back with the broken bottle, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

She was illiterate, knew very little, but she understood that killing was against the law. For such a beast of a man, she couldn’t let her daughter break the law, couldn’t let her daughter’s whole life be ruined.

The mute mother used all her strength to get up from the ground, and as the lame man clutched his back and screamed in pain, she snatched the broken bottle from her daughter’s hand and thrust it into the lame man’s belly.

She felt the lame man’s hands squeeze her throat, but she didn’t care. Her hands shaking, she pulled out the bottle and stabbed him again and again…