Reborn 1980 Koi Cute Wife

Chapter 17
On the first day of the new year, who hadn't spoken for a long time, he stood in front of Zhang Chunhua with a cold face, brought up the salary issue again, and forced her to answer.

As for her father's embarrassment, embarrassment, and anger, she didn't care at all, because none of what Lu Haoting and the others said was a lie, and he deserved to be ridiculed.

"What? What salary? Your father is my son, and it's only natural for him to support me."

Zhang Chunhua couldn't bear to spit out her fat, and looked at Jiang Xiuru, didn't she go to work?Have money to support the loser on the first day of the new year, but have no money to support her grandson?
"Dad, what do you mean?"

On the first day of the new year, she looked at Nian Wenxue with cold eyes. Her back was straight, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were as black as ink.

Although she had given up on this father, she still couldn't bear the pain of being abandoned by her relatives.

"You can't stay in the city anymore. Who are you dating? As for my salary, I won't give you milk money when you go back to the countryside. How will she support you?"

Nian Wenxue didn't think he was wrong, so he answered as it should.

"No, I don't agree to send the first day of junior high school back to the countryside."

Before she could speak on the first day of the new year, Jiang Xiuru, who had always been cowardly, stood up to protect her daughter.

In the countryside, the mother-in-law and his family used Chuyi as a maid, beat and scolded whenever they said they wanted to, she finally escaped with Chuyi, and said nothing to make her daughter go back to be angry.

"You disagree. How old are you?"

Zhang Chunhua viciously stretched out her hand to pinch her daughter-in-law, and dared to disobey her again and again?

On the first day of the new year, she stood in front of her mother, grabbed Zhang Chunhua's wrist, and her cold voice did not have a trace of warmth. The voice was not loud but caused an uproar.

"Mom, you should divorce my father! Otherwise, our mother and I will be smashed to pieces and sucked dry by this family."

"On the first day of junior high school, you are a disobedient girl? You even instigated your mother to divorce me? I will beat you to death."

Angrily, Nian Wenxue grabbed Lunar New Year's wrist and scolded her through gritted teeth.

A daughter is like slapping him in the face in public. Although he doesn't like Jiang Xiuru, he doesn't want his career to be affected by the divorce. Abandoning his wretched wife will make the factory director feel that he is a heartless person.

Moreover, letting his daughter speak out about the divorce is challenging his authority as a father, and he must regain his authority today.

On the first day of the new year, he raised his face coldly, staring at Nian Wenxue with his dark eyes as if stained with ink.

Don't ask for help, don't cry or shout, this slap will completely break the relationship between her and his father and daughter.

Nian Wenxue was overwhelmed by the stubbornness and chill at the beginning of the year. The girl in my memory was timid and cowardly. She didn't dare to speak out loud when she saw her own words, let alone confronting herself like now.

He raised his hand, if he didn't hit him, he would lose face today, gritted his teeth, ignored the sneer in his daughter's eyes, and dropped his hand heavily.

"Yes, beat, such a girl can't stay, it's against the sky." Zhang Chunhua yelled from the side, encouraging her son to beat her daughter.

"Second brother, calm down, the first day of junior high school is not sensible, my mother and I will take it back and teach it slowly."

Li Cuizhen was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and she would not be happy if she was beaten on the first day of the new year. Who dared to stop her son and daughter from coming to the city to enjoy their blessings?When she returns to the countryside, see how I can train her.

"No, no, literature, don't go to the first grade of junior high school, the child is already very pitiful."

Crying, Jiang Xiuru rushed forward, using her frail body to protect her daughter, Nian Wenxue's hand fell heavily on her face, making a crisp sound, and immediately her face became swollen.

Jiang Xiuru covered her face in grief, tears flowed down her face like a spring, she closed her eyes and cried loudly at her heartless husband, "Kill me! I will never let the first day of the junior high school go back and be bullied." .”

(End of this chapter)