The more Tang Laifeng cried, the more sad he became. Bajin didn't know anything. He only knew that his mother was sad and opened his mouth to howl. Chai Yuxiang was even more sad than Chai Yuxiang.
The director looked embarrassed. He has never dealt with such household chores, but it sounds like that guy named Chai Boliang is really not a thing. Even the nutrition fee of the mother has to be deducted.
"This lesbian, sit down and talk slowly, don't get too excited and scare the child."
The director was at a loss. He was a good hand in training people in meetings, but he was really inexperienced in mediating housework disputes, and he was a crying family of three, which looked pitiful.
"Xiao Zhang, pour a cup of tea!"
The director asked the secretary to come in. He was full of opinions on Chai Boliang, and he couldn't handle housework well. How could such a person do a good job, and how could he have such a scumbag under him.
Tang Laifeng didn't even bother to drink tea, and cried even louder, "Director, I'm not literate, and I haven't seen the world. I've been married to Chai Boliang for thirteen years, and lived with him wholeheartedly. I gave birth to three children for him, and my in-laws also took care of him. be thoughtful,
When he treats me like this, it hurts more than stabbing me with a knife... It's okay for me to be hungry a few times, but the child can't stand it. Look, Director, my arms and legs are so thin that I'm hungry. "
The director glanced at the little fat man who was crying on Tang Laifeng's back. He really couldn't see where the little fat man had lost weight. He had become a pig, but the elder sister-in-law was very haggard and didn't see any fat. I think it was nutrition. are absorbed by the children.
"Xiao Zhang, you go and call Chai Boliang, and his leader, it's a shame!" The director is very angry, and he has to preside over the meeting in the afternoon.
Both Chai Boliang and his leader were called. Seeing Tang Laifeng and the three girls, Chai Boliang slammed his head and became furious, angrily said, "What are you doing here, hurry up and go home!"
Tang Laifeng hid behind the director, crying and shouting, "With the director here, don't try to hit me today, Chai Boliang, you feel your own conscience and say, I have given birth to children for you for more than ten years, how can I be sorry for you? Now, you don't even want to pay for living expenses, are you trying to starve our mother-in-law to death?"
"You still beat your wife?" The director sank his face.
Chai Boliang didn't bother to reprimand Tang Laifeng, so he quickly defended, "Director, I didn't... No, she's talking nonsense!"
After speaking, he glared at Tang Laifeng, Tang Laifeng shrank, and cried even more aggrieved, "Director, I was wrong, he didn't hit me, I'm talking nonsense, I just want living expenses, our mother three didn't eat breakfast. …”
Tang Laifeng performed such a performance, how could the director believe it, and he was more certain that he was threatened by Chai Boliang, so he had to change his words. This poor **** must have suffered a lot of oppression at home. It is a new society now, but still Oppressing women and being his clerk is outrageous.
"Xiao Zhang, go buy some steamed buns." The director instructed in a deep voice.
Chai Boliang became angry and worried that he would be blamed by the director, so he said angrily to Tang Laifeng, "Go home to me, don't be fooling around here, get nervous every day, I've already given you the living expenses!"
"You gave me 20 yuan, 38 yuan salary, you gave me 20 yuan, the 20 yuan is to take care of the food and drink of a family of seven, I also need to feed eight catties, I stew chicken soup, you say I eat it Very good, Chai Boliang, you are still not human, do I want to drink chicken soup? I don't drink it, but I can feed eight catties of water, eight catties, but your own son, your wife and wife don't want your son and daughter, don't you? Do you have a wife outside?"
Tang Laifeng angrily accused.
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