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Chapter 1968: Punish the rogues and punish the two old men
Song Ying was the one who reacted quickly. She put down the towel in her hand and said anxiously, "Tunan, Sister Ling is here for me!"

"Hurry up and follow Tuxi. This kid is definitely going to cause trouble for your father and grandmother. Don't do anything stupid!"

"Ah?" Zhuang Tunan was a little confused.

This made Song Ying anxious. How did your child get into university? Why is he still so stubborn at this time?

"Oh, your father and grandmother are making trouble in the factory. Your mother fainted because of them. Your brother is a filial child. He must have gone to help Sister Ling vent her anger just now."

“Okay, okay!” Zhuang Tunan was startled and ran out to catch up.

Wu Shanshan was a little worried about Zhuang Tuxi, but after hesitating for a moment, she decided not to go.

"Aunt Song, what can I do?"

"Uh..." Song Ying looked at her with an inexplicable expression. "Help me get a basin of water so I can wipe your Aunt Huang's hands!"

"Hey~"

Wu Shanshan took the basin of water and went to the bathroom.

Fortunately, the cotton mill is not doing well now and the medical level of the factory hospital is not good. They can only treat headaches and fevers, or emergency cases will be sent here. Any serious illness has to be sent to the municipal hospital.

Huang Ling was so angry that she was exhausted both physically and mentally from years of hard work. Her recent divorce had relieved her of a burden, but she still felt empty inside. Such a thing had suddenly happened and caused her to have insufficient blood supply to her brain. She would be fine after taking a bottle of glucose and sleeping for a while.

The wards here were very spacious, and she actually enjoyed the treatment of a single room for high-ranking officials.

While talking about Zhuangtuxi, I got on my bike and rode towards the workshop.

I also met acquaintances on the way, including Zhang Jianguo, who was in the same elementary school and junior high school class as me and went to technical secondary school last year. Two of his classmates were hanging out in the factory. His father is Old Zhang, the tumbler of the cotton mill, and he has been the secretary for almost 15 years.

No matter how things develop and change, they are still the top leaders.

Seeing the plans that suddenly came to the three of them.

"Jianguo, I remember you had an iron speaker at home?"

"Yes, what's wrong!" Zhang Jianguo felt puzzled.

"Come on, lend it to me!"

"Row!"

After picking up the loudspeaker, Zhuang Tuxi heard from afar the annoying old Deng howling in the workshop, which seemed to have alarmed the secretary Lao Zhang, Zhang Jianguo's father Zhang Honglang, and the deputy director Liu who was in charge of production.

There were quite a lot of people watching that guy, there must be hundreds of people walking around him three circles to the left and three circles to the right. This shows how simple the cotton mill was. It was obvious that there was no work because there was so little time.

"Secretary Honglang, you have to make the decision for us ordinary people!"

"Huang Ling is really going too far. She even occupied our Zhuang family's house and wanted to remarry with the Zhuang family's child!"

"This vicious woman is really too much!"

Old Mrs. Zhuang held on to Zhang Honglang and refused to let go, crying and snotting. In her words, Huang Ling was the most unforgivable and the most unfilial daughter-in-law in the world.

If this was a delicate female worker, Old Zhang might feel better, but you are a mean old woman, and I don’t know what dirty stuff you touched just now, which made Zhang Honglang, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, feel disgusted.

He wanted to pull his hand away but couldn't. He was afraid that if he used too much force, he would push the old lady down, so he could only vent his anger on his subordinates.

"Director Liu, what's going on in your workshop?"

"Where's Huang Ling?"

"What has she been doing? This is absolutely outrageous!"

"Team Leader Huang..." Before Director Liu could finish his words.

"Secretary, you have to take care of my mother!" Zhuang Tuxi was covered in dust and had messy hair. He looked a little pitiful, and he was holding a big iron loudspeaker in his hand.

He shouted loudly: "Don't listen to their nonsense!"

"Everyone knows that my mother Huang Ling has been awarded the title of Model Worker four times and the Production Model Worker five times in the workshop. The walls of our house are covered with award certificates!"

"My dear aunties, my mother has been treated like a slave since she married into the Zhuang family. Because of these two biased old people, she couldn't even eat the New Year's Eve dinner she worked so hard to prepare during the Chinese New Year!"

"Usually she!" Zhuang Tuxi held a loud speaker in one hand and pointed at Old Lady Zhuang with the other.

"My grandma is too partial. She has always favored my third aunt and her family. I'm afraid you all don't know that after we got married, all my dad's salary had to be given to them. My mom's salary alone was responsible for supporting the family!"

"He always comes to take advantage of me from time to time. My brother almost couldn't go to college because of malnutrition when he was a child and he was color blind!"

"And this..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Old man Zhuang's voice could not be heard over the loudspeaker, and he reached out to pull it.

Zhuang Tuxi dodged the attack and let him fall to the ground. Although he felt very happy, he still wanted to show his filial piety in public.

"Hey, Dad, are you okay?" He was about to go over and help him up. But as luck would have it, Zhang Jianguo, who was passing by, accidentally stepped on his hand.

"what!"

"I'm sorry, you're in my way."

"Dad, get up quickly!" Zhuang Tuxi played the role of a filial son and a good grandson to perfection.

"You beast, let go... Ouch!"

"Dad, where does it hurt?"

Old Man Zhuang glared at Zhuang Tuxi fiercely, sweat dripping down his forehead. He gritted his teeth in pain and couldn't speak.

Because when Zhuang Tuxi was supporting him, his right hand was pinching hard, and he had been exercising since his rebirth.

"Dad, I know you've been deceived. It's just that you wanted this house but my mother didn't give it to you. But I'm not being unfilial to you. The main thing is that this house is allocated to the factory employees!"

"What are you doing here?" Zhuang Tuxi secretly exerted force on his hands again, leaving Lao Deng speechless.

"what!"

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You won’t feel the pain unless you get hit!

Old thing, you are so shameless even though I give you face.

If I don't teach you a lesson, you will really think I am a good man.

Daddy and grandma?

fart!
Zhuang Tuxi is not like other reborn people who have to accept and suffer injustice due to their status.

You can't use conventional means to deal with scoundrels!

Now all the onlookers understood what was said and realized that he was eyeing this house.

"Auntie, you are wrong. This house is really for our factory workers!"

"That's right, the security department, hurry up and arrest him!"

"Every day, they are just like my mother-in-law, making trouble all the time. Why should we serve them now that women are equal?"

It’s so interesting that the onlookers who were originally supporting the move suddenly changed their stance and started to denounce it.

There is no way. Zhuang Tuxi is using an open conspiracy. The house must belong to the factory employees. If you don't sit right, there will be a lot of trouble. After all, every family has its own problems.

Old Mrs. Zhuang also noticed that something was wrong. It seemed that her husband was not in good condition, but if she wanted to go over to help, she would be pointed at by everyone and there would be circles of people surrounding her.

"Ouch~" He was kicked several times, and that sarcastic face was slapped twice by someone.

"Who hit me?"

Hey.

Zhang Jianjun and her two classmates quietly hid their achievements and fame.

"You...you officials protect each other!"

"Hong Langshu..." Old Mrs. Zhuang couldn't even utter the word "remember" after the sentence.

Old Zhang looked at her rushing towards him and trying to grab his hand again, and the word "disgust" was about to overflow from his mouth.

"Alright, the security department quickly takes the people away. Can anyone enter the venue?"

“How do you do your job!”

Old man Zhuang couldn't utter a word at this moment, and his hands were being held so tightly that he felt like they were about to break.

"what!"

"Dad, I'll take you to the hospital. Did you fall just now?" Zhuang Tuxi smiled wryly and clenched his hand tightly again.

"Alright, alright, stop looking, just go away and get back to work!"

After Lao Zhang left, the workshop director dispersed the onlookers.

Zhuang Tuxi finally let go of Old Man Zhuang.

"Ah, you beast!" Old man Zhuang held his unconscious hand and cursed.

"Father, you can scold me as much as you want as long as you can get out. It's all because someone gave you bad advice. I will teach him a lesson for you later!"

Zhuang Tuxi sneered.

The two old men's faces changed, and they heard the threat in the words. Is this brat going to cause trouble for his third uncle?
To be continued
(End of this chapter)