Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 3318: This Is All We’re Eating?

Chapter 3318: This Is All We’re Eating?

The two children barely had anything nutritious in their diet, while Ma Yongjun ate and drank to his heart’s content outside. There was no way she was feeding him.

Ning Shu made two light dishes. When Ma Yongjun sat down at the table, his expression darkened. He picked up his chopsticks and then put them down again.

As soon as he put his chopsticks down, the two children did the same. The atmosphere grew tense.

“This is all we’re eating?” Ma Yongjun was picky about food. Eating such bland dishes made him furious.

“Waaah…” Little Ma Shuangshuang burst into tears.

Ma Yongjun snapped impatiently, “What are you crying for? What’s there to cry about, you little brat?”

Then, he pulled a small strawberry hair clip from his pocket and tossed it to Ma Shuangshuang.

Ma Shuangshuang sniffled and took the hair clip, clutching it in her hands.

But Ma Lanlan didn’t get one. She looked at Ma Yongjun, but he didn’t even glance at her.

Even though they were both his daughters, Ma Yongjun was a little kinder to the younger one and had nothing but disdain for the older one.

He favored the youngest.

Ma Lanlan’s eyes filled with tears.

“Go make some new dishes,” Ma Yongjun ordered Ning Shu. “Is this stuff for pigs?”

“We’ve been eating ‘pig feed’ this whole time. Why can’t you eat it?” Ning Shu replied coolly.

She picked up the bowl, put some food into the two children’s bowls, and said, “Go eat in the room.”

Ma Lanlan carried her bowl and left without looking at Ma Shuangshuang behind her. Ma Shuangshuang got a strawberry hair clip, but she didn’t.

She was sulking.

As soon as they entered the room, Ning Shu no longer held back and started eating. In no time, Ma Yongjun didn’t even have “pig food” left to eat.

Ma Yongjun’s face darkened, his nostrils flaring—clearly furious. He reached out to hit Ning Shu.

Last night, she had already been beaten. Her face was swollen and she still felt very dizzy. If she took another slap now, it would be unbearable.

Ning Shu leaned back and dodged Ma Yongjun’s slap.

Ma Yongjun got even angrier. “You dare to dodge?” He grabbed a chair and smashed it toward Ning Shu.

Ning Shu dodged again. The chair hit the table, and the plates shattered with a loud crash.

She glanced toward the children’s room.

It was often said that motherhood made him a woman stronger. These two children watched their father beat their mother every day, living in an oppressive and painful household.

There was no warmth—only indifference and violence.

In a household with domestic violence, there was no point in staying together for the sake of the children. People shouldn’t use children as an excuse, saying that divorce would be bad for them.

Did they ever consider what kind of scars these scenes would leave on the children’s hearts?

The children might actually be longing for their parents to divorce.

My parents aren’t getting divorced because of me…

Why force their marital problems onto their children?

Always saying, “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t…”

That kind of excuse was both pathetic and disgusting.

Did they want their children to follow in their footsteps?

Ning Shu thought Ma Yongjun was just a nutjob. It especially infuriated him when his wife resisted in the slightest.

Did plates and chairs not cost money?

She said in a low voice, “Ma Yongjun, you’re really capable, huh? Hitting a woman? If you’re so capable, don’t smash chairs at me—smash me with money.”

Useless men often had an oversized, twisted sense of pride.

They were incapable but terrified of being looked down upon.

Ning Shu’s words were essentially saying, “You’re trash.”

“Have I ever let you go hungry? Have I not given you a roof over your head? And yet you dare ask me for money?” Ma Yongjun was so angry his eyes turned red, his face flushed—he looked terrifying.

Translator: Kaho