Guo Jingling fell, although the appliance factory still kept a security guard position for him, he couldn’t work temporarily, so there’s no salary.

The Guo Family now relies on the salaries of only Mr. and Mrs. Guo.

Actually, their combined salaries weren’t small, Father Guo earned fifty-eight a month, and Mrs. Guo earned more than thirty a month, together over ninety yuan, enough to support a dozen or twenty people in an ordinary family.

But the Guo Family was used to living the good life, accustomed to eating meat and eggs every day. Mrs. Guo was also used to living like a wealthy lady, wearing good clothes, eating good food, using good things... She was neither accustomed to nor willing to live frugally. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

But the Guo Family ran out of money.

The Guo Family’s money was all gone.

Now the only money left was Guo Jingling’s compensation, with five hundred yuan remaining, but spending some would make it disappear quickly, so Mrs. Guo was trying every way to get back the money given to Yuan Chun.

Yuan Chun sneered and said, "It seems she’s forgotten the pain once the scar healed, the punishment of losing a leg wasn’t harsh enough."

Two days later, after work, Mrs. Guo was going around again asking for Shen Yuanchun’s whereabouts, when passing a slope, her shoe sole slipped, and she fell to her knees.

There was a snapping sound from her kneecap, and excruciating pain followed, causing Mrs. Guo to scream repeatedly, nearly fainting.

After being sent to the hospital by a kind-hearted person, the doctor diagnosed it as a comminuted fracture of the kneecap, which was already disabled and couldn’t be reattached.

It couldn’t be even stuck together.

Mrs. Guo was heartbroken beyond measure.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhaodi went to the hospital to take care of Mrs. Guo, leaving at home only the disabled Guo Jingling, and the violent Guo Xiaotao.

So, after losing Zhang Zhaodi as a human punching bag, Guo Xiaotao made Guo Jingling his new target.

Guo Jingling had a broken arm, and his two legs weren’t healed, he couldn’t move in bed, he had only one arm that could move, but Guo Xiaotao became clever.

He found a long pole, hitting Guo Jingling’s injured leg with it continuously.

When Guo Jingling tried to sit up and grab the pole, Guo Xiaotao would run away.

When Guo Jingling lay back down, Guo Xiaotao would come back with the pole again.

Like this, father and son played this game all day long, Guo Xiaotao played joyfully, tirelessly.

But Guo Jingling was exhausted.

Moreover, his leg injury, being hit daily, not only didn’t heal but got worse; finally, on the sixth day of Mrs. Guo’s hospitalization, Guo Jingling was also sent to the hospital by Father Guo.

Just enough to share the same ward with Mrs. Guo.

Guo Jingling’s legs, initially connected precariously, would leave severe aftereffects, now being hit, the previously mended bone was broken again, making that leg thoroughly disabled too.

Thus, Mrs. Guo and her son both became single-legged cripples.

Zhang Zhaodi took care of them in the hospital, while at home, no one looked after Guo Xiaotao. After losing the human punching bags, the violent nature in Guo Xiaotao’s body had no outlet, and he finally couldn’t bear it, going outside and hitting another family’s child.

He broke the other child’s head open.

Father Guo, who hadn’t been working long, upon receiving the news, had to take leave again, rushed back home, only to find a crowd blocking his house entrance.

Guo Xiaotao was tied up tightly, bound to a tree in the yard, his ferociously mad, sinister little face made even an adult like Father Guo shudder involuntarily.

Father Guo paid a sum for medical expenses, gave away a can of malted milk he had just bought from the cupboard, and paid additional nutrition fees to finally send away the other child’s family.

Then Father Guo, full of anger, severely beat Guo Xiaotao.

After that, when he went to work, he would lock Guo Xiaotao in the room, aware of his grandson’s destructive power, he also cleared out the room in advance, not leaving a single thing.

Giving him only a basin of water and a piece of cake, just enough to keep him from starving.

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