Before she lost her innocence, she flirted with the wildest boss

Zhang Fenglan was so angry at Tian Wangdi's shameless attitude that she stood up tremblingly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? No separation of families? Then when I took the three little ones with me without food or water, why didn't I see you give me a piece of meat?"

"We didn't separate our families. Why did we, the ladies, live in a leaky thatched house while you lived in a bright, large tile-roofed house? You have to be conscientious."

Tian Wangdi looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He slapped his thighs and rolled on the ground, howling as he rolled.

"Mancun, if I had known you were gone, your wife wouldn't love my mother. Why wouldn't my mother have gone with you?"

"If we don't separate the family, we won't separate the family. You, the daughter-in-law, are holding back a bad temper and insist on driving a wedge between us. If you were still here, the whole family would not be separated..."

Su Mancang pretended to wipe his eyes on the side, and Zhao Chunhua howled twice to take over Tian Wangdi's words.

"Sister-in-law, these words are unacceptable. If we hadn't kept an eye on them, your three children would have fallen into the pond and drowned."

"You are so stubborn that you refuse to bow your head and beg us. Instead, you blame us for not helping you?"

"Sure, we can leave it alone, but Mom, you can't leave it alone."

Yi Gulu got up from the ground, neither crying nor howling.

"If you take one more step forward, I will call you Huo Shen!"

"You didn't even dare to fart just now, but now you regret it?"

"Widow Zhang, little broken shoes, just wait for me. This family must be divided..."

"They have a lot of money, so that's what they earned. If they have a lot of money, that's what they earned for me. I want it without regrets."

"Now, let's do the math. How much should you give your mother over the years?"

"The person is gone, and we paid for the funeral. Here it is considered two hundred."

After returning home, Zhao Chunhua and Tian Wangdi wanted to make trouble with Zhang Fenglan.

A sneaky figure looked around and sneaked into the warehouse.

"Mom eats, drinks, and poops a year, which counts as 20 yuan. We have raised her for almost 1 years, so it counts as [-] yuan."

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In the middle of the night, the military factory hidden in the mountains did not take a break, and the production workshop was still brightly lit.

She glanced at Zhao Chunhua, who was unwilling to give up, and asked coldly.

<divclass="contentadv">"Do you want to taste this too?"

"I'm just going to leave it here today. The family must be divided, and you should think about the money separately."

She suddenly thought of something and frowned.

"But we can't ruin his studies just because of the separation."

Zhao Chunhua paused and felt a little unsure.

Just hearing that name gave Zhao Chunhua and Tian Wangdi a chill down their backs.

"Unlike your family, he is rich and wealthy. He will be admitted to college in the future."

"Just now, that little shabby guy said that Jianye didn't go to school? Is that true?"

"By the way, the last time Su Dafu carried it to his wife's house, he had to carry it back and divide it again."

"And my Narcissus getting married has to be taken into account here."

"The things from both families are accounted for together, and then the spent ones are removed, and the rest are divided equally."

Zhang Fenglan was so angry that her eyes turned black and she almost fainted.

Sensing their movement, he came out and stared at them eagerly.

She helped Zhang Fenglan and turned to leave. When Tian Wangdi saw this, he howled and rushed towards her.

Unexpectedly, this was what Zhao Chunhua was waiting for.

Zhao Chunhua seemed not to have heard those unpleasant words and slapped her head.

"You, you..."

"Oh, by the way, the money my family spent studying in Jianye also needs to be taken into account."

Speaking of which, ever since Jianye entered high school, he has only been asking for money from his family. It seems that he has never carried a schoolbag home.

Tian Wangdi also had this intention and nodded fiercely.

"I feel sorry for you as a widow all these years. Mom has always been with us and has never asked you to fuck me."

"Okay, since we are splitting up today, we have to account for everything from the past."

"My family only has less than 20 yuan now. Sister-in-law, how much money does your family have now? Take one piece and calculate it. How much can the family share?"

"Mom, since Li Youbao doesn't care about this, you can go to the town to cause trouble. If it doesn't work in the town, go to the city."

Lin Anning couldn't bear it anymore and snorted coldly.

Zhao Chunhua did not dare to step forward and gritted her teeth. She could only watch Lin Anning and Zhang Fenglan walk away.

There is no need to be polite when dealing with shameless people.

He turned to look at the shameless family and said sternly.

"And when my eldest brother was still alive, the money my family gave me for medical treatment was just one thousand."

When the people around him saw this, they all looked at the second room of the Su family with disdain.

The security team and production team are busy inside, and the rest of the place is dark and unattended.

"Yes! How can Widow Zhang have the ability to earn so much money? Isn't it all earned by the rich and powerful?"

Lin Anning had given Zhang Fenglan some soothing medicine and put her to sleep.

Lin Anning hurriedly stepped forward to support her and stuffed her with a Qingxin Pill.

Thinking that Su Jianye was still at home, if the evil god was really disturbed, he would definitely have to be tortured again.

"I don't believe it anymore. No one cares about this."

"No, don't leave, take out the money and then talk..."

With such a desire to settle accounts, Zhou Papi had to shed a layer of skin before leaving. Where did she get the nerve to speak like this?

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such shameless people."

"You are shameless, but I still want shame. If this family has the ability, you can divide it among yourself, don't look for me!"

When the figure was almost out of sight, he jumped up and cursed.

"Mom, Chunhua, what should we do now? Is there really nothing we can get?"

"Let's not talk about how you settle the score. Your Su Jianye has stopped going to school a long time ago. Where is he going to get into college in his dream?"

Zhao Chunhua looked at his worthless look and felt bad.

"We haven't separated our families before, so let's do it now!"

"but……"

The silver needle in Lin Anning's hand flashed, and Tian Wangdi screamed and had to get out of the way.

"Depend on you, you can't even get something hot to eat shit."

She supported Tian Wangdi and turned to stop Li Youbao.

She thought for a while and helped Tian Wangdi to go home first.

After everyone was gone, Su Mancang dared to poke his head out from behind.

"Mom, how about we go to school tomorrow and ask?"

"Yes, while everyone is here today, I will divide the family for you."

I couldn't bear to part with it in my heart, so I could only turn around dejectedly and return home without saying a word...

The villagers shook their heads and walked away together.

Li Youbao couldn't stand the way the second room of the Su family looked like his meat was cut off from a knife, so he took a long drag on his cigarette and nodded.

Li Youbao took a puff in annoyance, and almost hit Zhao Chunhua on the head with the dry pipe in his hand.

"Village Chief, this is our Hongqigou matter. You can't sit on your ass. You have to seek justice for us."

"No, it's really embarrassing to our village!"

He touched the pile of raw materials, took out a match, and lit it with a sizzle.

If the machine cannot be moved, the raw materials will be destroyed, which will also slow down the production progress.

The fire flashed, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back. The hand holding the match shook, and the fire fell to the ground...

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