Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Becomes a Cannon Fodder Female Match

Chapter 343: The Frustrated Life of Cannon Fodder in the 80s (4)

Yu Danxue was stunned for a moment. He usually spent time with her when he had time. Today she was like this, but he didn't show any expression.

Song Wenbo thought about not having too much contact with her for the time being, otherwise he would really lose his job. He covered his painful face and left.

Yu Danxue looked at his back indignantly. She had to find a way to bring him back.

……

When Jiuge returned to the Song family, as soon as she arrived at the door, she saw an old man who looked smart but was a mess waiting for her in the middle of the gate.

Jiuge's impression of this kind of person is that he is both vicious and able to survive.

She pounded the cane twice, her sharp eyes wishing they could poke two holes in Jiuge's body:

"Xiao Jiuge! Do you have any shame? You are such a jinx! How dare you report my son? Are you tired of living? Why did my son marry such a vicious person like you?"

"You are not at home every day, and you are always out in the open. You are not getting enough food or drink at home, and you are also harming my son. You should go home and serve an old woman like me. If you go out like this, you will also annoy others."

The original owner's job was no worse than Song Wenbo's, but this old woman thought her son was like an emperor and no one was worthy of him.

She felt that the existence of the original owner was just causing trouble for her son. Her mind was still uncivilized, and she believed that a woman working outside meant showing off her talents and bringing shame to her family. What's more, the original owner was a very career-oriented person, which in her opinion meant that she was not taken seriously.

She also agreed when the original owner was reported by Song Wenbo before, because she felt that the original owner was too ambitious and surpassed his son. She wanted to suppress the original owner everywhere, fearing that she would make Song Wenbo lose face.

She blocked the door and wouldn't let Jiuge in, but Jiuge didn't care whether the person in front of her was an old man or not. She treated all the people she disliked equally.

She kicked Old Lady Song and sent her flying. "What are you talking about? You don't need to interfere in my affairs."

Old Lady Song was already in poor health, and after being kicked like that, she couldn't get up for a long time. "You beast! How dare you hit me?"

Jiuge let her howl on the ground. She pulled out all the sausages from Old Lady Song's room and steamed them all.

Old Lady Song cried for a long time, and when she smelled the fragrance, she was immediately furious, "Xiao Jiuge, what did you do? Did you steal my things?"

She hurried over and saw Jiuge had steamed a large bowl of sausages. She howled again, "You beast, you actually stole my sausages, I'll beat you to death, you shameless bitch!"

Jiuge took a pair of tongs and smashed it over: "Your mother is dead, and I'm eating, can you be quiet? You didn't have this attitude when you were paid by me."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"You beast! You even beat your mother-in-law. You have no conscience."

"I'm going to hit you, you bastard. Anyway, you were born to be a bastard. No matter how much I torture you, you won't die. What's wrong with me hitting you? You deserve to be hit."

This damn old woman is always sick and needs the original owner to take care of her every day. But even after the original owner died, this scourge is still alive and well. She is really a scourge that has been around for thousands of years.

Old Mrs. Song was beaten so badly that she didn't even have a chance to fight back and could only keep cursing.

"These are my things. Why did you steal my things? You have to pay me, or I will let my son divorce you."

Jiuge's fire tongs slashed her face again, and the old woman's head was tilted. "You old fool, are you afraid that I will steal your things? Why did you marry a daughter-in-law? Can't you and your son live on your own? Why come out to disgust me?"

"Pay me back the money. You've spent three months' salary on me. If you don't pay me back, I'll tear your bones to pieces."

"you!"

Old Lady Song had no one to support her, so she didn't dare to confront Jiuge head-on. She watched Jiuge eat and drink his fill, and then go back to lie down without even cleaning the stove.

She looked at the yard that hadn't been cleaned up all day, and the pots and pans she had left on the stove, "Oh, my life is so miserable. I married a bastard who didn't even wash the dishes..."

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When Song Wenbo came back, Old Lady Song, who had been feeling aggrieved for a long time, pulled him aside to complain.

Song Wenbo looked at the chickens running around in the yard, the chicken droppings and garbage all over the ground, and the flies flying above the dirty stove.

He almost vomited because of nausea. He hadn't seen such a scene in a long time. "Xiao Jiuge! Get out of here. This is how you take care of your family. Don't you feel disgusted?"

Jiuge didn't go to work today because she had a day off. She went out to find something to eat. When she came back biting a duck leg, she saw Song Wenbo who was furious.

When Old Lady Song saw the duck leg in her hand, she felt her heart break. "You are such a heartless thing. Don't you have anything to eat at home? Why are you going to spend that money? You are such a spendthrift woman!"

Song Wenbo's face was terribly dark, "This is how you take care of my mom at home. Look at what has happened to our home. You still have the mood to eat alone. Why don't you clean up the house!"

Jiuge spat out the broken bones in his mouth, "Are you blind? Your family is in such a state and you don't clean it up. You let an outsider clean it up. How can you have the face to do that?"

"Oh, I feel sick just by looking at it. You should really call all your comrades to see how sloppy and disgusting their battalion commander is in private."

Song Wenbo was so angry at being belittled: "Xiao Jiuge, are you sick? You have always been the one at home. I asked you to take care of my mother, but you messed up the house like this. Your conscience has been eaten by a dog."

"That's your mother, not mine. If you don't take care of yourself, how can you ask me to do that? Besides, before I came, did you live in a shit hole? You've never cleaned your house, and you have the nerve to ask me to do it. Worst case, is your mother dead? Can't she clean it herself?"

Did the original owner marry such a family because she had to dig up his ancestors' graves in her previous life?

Song Wenbo yelled, "Isn't this your home? Why do you have to divide it so clearly?"

"You don't even treat me as a family member, so why should I treat you as human beings?"

She said to Old Lady Song, "Look at how lazy you all are. You seem to be able to eat and move, but you have to make yourself look like a beggar."

"And your filial son, do you know why he doesn't come to live at home? Because he hooked up with his ex-wife, and she's out there serving her new lover, so how could she care about you!"

Old Mrs. Song's face fell suddenly. She didn't like Yu Danxue very much. Oh, she didn't like any of Song Wenbo's wives. In her heart, no one was worthy of her son.

Now that she heard that Song Wenbo would rather live outside than go home, she felt that all her efforts were in vain:

"Wen, do you hate mom so much? You never come back to see me, leaving me to be bullied by this bitch."