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"I can't go on like this with Liliya," Andrei sobbed.
In the cafeteria, there were over twenty people seated, most of whom were the cooks and their helpers. The remaining few included Xu Li, the recently arrived Andreev, a sweaty Zhukov, and Kozilov, who had come to join the commotion.
"All you do is cry. Can't you fight back?" Zhukov remarked.
Andrei was also worried sick about his three daughters. Don't think that in Da Mao, only the men are drunks; there are plenty of women too. Among them, Liliya was the hardest to manage. When she first moved here as a child, she was polite and gentle. But after going to Irkutsk for school, she transformed during her teenage years—drinking, smoking, and getting into fights. Even her current husband, Andrei, was someone she had taken from other girls with her friends. Back then, Andrei was known as a handsome boy at school with a good temperament. When Andreev received Liliya's call, he made a special trip to Irkutsk.
At that time, he was just a young man in his early twenties, dining with his daughter and her group of friends. He immediately took a liking to this shy and honest boy. Later, after Andrei served two years in the military and returned home, he was assigned to the railway bureau in Bratsk. Once settled in, Liliya dragged him into marriage. Although the young man didn't have much money, his father-in-law's wallet was thick; he would provide some financial support every quarter and occasionally send Liliya back with livestock and canned goods.
Liliya had always maintained her appearance and figure; she was a free-fighting coach. Even after having three children, she only gained a little weight. Due to continuous pregnancies, she hardly worked and stayed home to take care of the kids.
Despite her wild ways, she genuinely loved Andrei and had an extremely strong desire for control—she wouldn't allow him to come home more than ten minutes late unless there were unforeseen circumstances or if he was delayed by shopping. She also didn't permit him to have too much contact with other women.
What was it this time?
Zhukov felt for his brother-in-law as Andrei choked out his story: "Yesterday, Liliya and I took the kids to see a movie and later found a restaurant for dinner. We ran into one of my colleagues from work who was out celebrating her birthday with family. Since she's my direct superior, I had to give her a red envelope, right? I just asked for one hundred thousand rubles; she only wanted to give me one thousand! I told her she was stingy. Liliya didn't want me to look bad outside, so she gave me one hundred thousand rubles instead. After dinner, we went home."
As he finished his story and finished his cigarette, he crushed the butt underfoot and buried his face in his hands as tears streamed down: "When I got home, she hit me right in front of the kids! Look at this!"
Andrei pulled off his shirt to reveal bruises all over his torso: "Look at what she did! I've got bruises on my legs too."
He attempted to stand up and pull down his pants when Andreev stopped him. Looking at his tearful son-in-law with disappointment, he scolded him: "You're over six feet tall and served in the military! Can't you fight back?"
"I did fight back! I pushed her away just once," Andrei replied through tears. "But she hit me for half an hour! I really can't beat her; she's so strong that I thought she'd break my arms and legs! I've already taken a week off work because of this!"
Andrei cried bitterly while Zhukov looked at his father: "What should we do? Should we call my sister back to scold her? Or should we give her a beating?"
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