The Boss I Picked Up All Fell In Love With Me

Yang Yuanhang's leg was injured, and he had no time or mood to clean the house. In a few days, the small basement was dirty and smelly. The strong smell could be smelled without entering the door, and the neighbors couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but protested to the landlord several times because of this, and even two tenants refunded the rent because of this incident.

After the lease term expired, the landlord said he was unwilling to continue renting the house to him, and scolded him as hard as he could.

Yang Yuanhang was so ashamed of being scolded, his blood surged, and he wished he could rush up and fight the landlord immediately!

But the landlord is tall and big, with a fierce face, tendons all over his body, and flower arm tattoos on his arms, so he is not easy to mess with at first glance.

Not to mention hitting, Yang Yuanhang was so stunned that he didn't even dare to say a word, and he was thrown out with people and things just like that.

He wanted to find a new basement to rent, but his scruffy appearance was very unpleasant, and the landlords were reluctant to rent the house to him considering the mood of the nearby tenants.

Yang Yuanhang slept for two nights in the damp and cold small hotel, and finally had no choice but to call Yang's mother humbly.

Mother Yang pushed the cart and picked him up cursingly.

Although she hated Yang Yuanhang for making her lose her adult, but Yang Yuanhang was her only son, and if she still wanted someone to burn the paper, she couldn't really let Yang Yuanhang lie on the road and wait to die.

She scolded, but still pulled Yang Yuanhang, who was lame in one leg, into the small cart with a sullen face, and drove him back to the village.

The small scooter is very rough, not only sticky, but also has many barbs on it. Yang Yuanhang lay on it, but he felt that there was no place in his body that was comfortable.

But more than the physical discomfort, what made him suffer more was the deep sense of psychological frustration.

He looked down on this poor mountain village where he was born and raised, and one of the scariest nightmares he had in his dreams was that he failed to get ahead in the big city, so he was forced to return there and be reduced to the same level as a group of uneducated villagers People, facing the loess and back to the sky, waste their whole lives.

But I didn't intend to never go back.

Due to the thoughts instilled by his mother since he was a child, he has an unusual obsession with "returning home"

From the first day he left here to go to college, he had imagined such a scene in his heart: during the holidays, he would drive a brand new car and get out of the car in bright clothes, with a random bag in his hand. A gift that those poor villagers could not afford even with a year's harvest.

Everyone who saw him couldn't help showing envious eyes. People who looked down on him before could only show flattering expressions when they saw him.

But a few years later, the reality is that he sat on his mother's wooden tricycle with one leg upside down, and he was pulled back like a cargo, smelling all over his body.

Not to mention returning home in good clothes, even the people who went out to work and do hard work have a better appearance than him when they come back.

At least he came back in good health, talking and laughing.

He endured the humiliation in his heart and got out of the car. After walking a few steps with a cane, he ran into a few children wearing rough clothes and chattering.

The children didn't know him, but they could smell him. When they saw him, they wrinkled their little noses and gathered together in disgust.

Someone said: "This man stinks, let's stay away from him, or we will become stinky too!"

One of the red-nosed children recalled his sad story: "My mother won't let me become stinky, I will be spanked when I go back! Last time I played in mud, my mother scolded me, woo woo woo ..."

The only little girl among them was very nervous and said in a soft voice: "Is he a beggar? I have seen a beggar who would steal food from people. Let's go quickly and walk around the woods over there. It looks scary..."

Listening to these children's "stinky" mouthfuls without any cover, and they took him as a beggar with no eyesight, the anger in Yang Yuanhang's heart could not be restrained almost instantly.

He looked at this group of poorly dressed and very uneducated children, and cursed viciously: "There are little bastards who were born by mothers but not raised by mothers!"

Although the children are young, they can understand the swearing words, not to mention that he has a fierce face, he doesn't look like a good person!

Most of the little boys were very angry. Seeing him swearing, they immediately forgot to walk around him, and stood there and yelled at him.

"Smelly beggar!"

"You are the beast, and you are still a smelly beast! It smells like the one that just came out of the cesspit!"

Although Yang Yuanhang is an adult, he only has one mouth, and for a while he was surrounded by a group of children and couldn't speak back.

His face turned red from being scolded, his heart was depressed, and he was about to wave his crutches to scare the group of little bastards away, when suddenly the crutches were held by a strong force, and then pushed back hard.

Yang Yuanhang was immediately brought down to the ground, his injured leg was in pain, but he couldn't stand up no matter what, and he was covered in dust on the ground.

A middle-aged woman came out from the side at some point, hugged one of the children, and spat at him more viciously than Yang Yuanhang!

Apart from working, rural women are the best at swearing. Catching Yang Yuanhang was like cutting him with a machine gun, and scolded him bloody.

"You are an old bastard without a mother, where are you a bum, picking up children and bullying them!"

"Oh... I said, why do you look so familiar? Isn't it the son of the old Yang family who is a man and tricks a little girl into marriage? You still have the face to come back? If I were you, I would smash my head on a stone pillar to death , it can be regarded as saving a little reputation for the family!"

"Would you like to take a look at your banner? It's hanging in the forest. The peaches in the forest are ripe this month. Every time our villagers go to pick the fruit, they can see it clearly!"

"Baby, don't play with this pervert, if you look twice, you will be infected and become a pervert!"

After the middle-aged woman finished scolding, she walked away with a childish grunt, and the remaining children pointed at Yang Yuanhang and scolded a few perverts in an imitative manner, and they also dispersed.

Yang Yuanhang felt dizzy after being scolded, and his body hurt again. After struggling on the ground for a long time, Yang's mother who came back from pushing the car helped him up and entered the house.

Knowing what happened to him just now, Mother Yang didn't say anything, just glanced at him with gloomy eyes, and then went about her own business.

Life in the countryside is very bitter, even worse than when Yang Yuanhang rented a basement to live in.

The family was poor, so Yang's mother was very frugal, and bought the cheapest food and clothing, but after a few days, Yang Yuanhang couldn't take it anymore, and lost his temper looking at the vegetables in the bowl.

However, Yang's mother had already lost her previous patience with him. When she saw him making noise, she scolded him even more fiercely. After slapping him twice on the head, she took the bowl in front of him away. eat!

Yang Yuanhang was starved for a whole day, dizzy and dizzy from hunger, and he didn't dare to say anything in the future, he just ate whatever Yang's mother did.

In addition to not eating well, what made Yang Yuanhang even more painful was that he had to work!

His legs and feet are bad, and he can't do the work in the field, so Yang's mother pushes all the work in the house to him, such as sweeping the floor and choosing vegetables, feeding chickens and pigs, it is extremely dirty.

But Yang Yuanhang didn't dare to quit, because if he didn't, Yang's mother would starve him.

Although he is often enslaved by his mother at home, Yang Yuanhang is still unwilling not to go out if he can.

Because every time he went out, he would meet villagers who pointed at him.

Those people were full of disgust, and when they saw him approaching, they would avoid him exaggeratedly, as if he was some kind of plague source, and they would get sick if he got close.

Yang Yuanhang simply didn't go out to bring shame on himself, but even so, it couldn't stop someone from throwing stones at their house in the middle of the night, and the windows were smashed several times.

After a few months, something good happened.

Yang Yuanhang's leg injury has stabilized a lot. Although it is still slope, at least he can walk without crutches.

He was finally in a better mood. He picked up his phone that had been useless for a long time, looked at Moments, and suddenly found that several of his former classmates had opened studios and were recruiting painters for a long time, both offline and online. Yes, as long as there is a network, you can do it.

Yang Yuanhang used to look down on online work, thinking that it was a loss of self-worth, but now he looks at these jobs, but finds that this is probably the only way out for him now.

Although he used to be dismissive of these classmates and ignored them, but he didn't have any bad feelings. After all, he was a classmate. Now he lowered his figure to ask for a job. He couldn't get it, right?

So Yang Yuanhang let go of his airs and tactfully expressed to these students that he could take the job.

The result was very unsatisfactory.

[Sorry, Yuanhang, we have recruited enough people for the time being. 】

[I'm really sorry Lao Yang, we don't need it for the time being in our studio, and we will definitely think of you next time we have a chance. 】

[The market is saturated recently, we really can't afford to recruit, otherwise you can go to xx to ask? 】

……

He asked several people in a row, but all of them were rejected without exception.

Yang Yuanhang had a hunch that something was wrong, but the reasons for those people's refusals were very high-sounding, and if they asked again, they would pretend to be stupid and refused to continue talking with him.

Even, some people were annoyed by his questioning, and directly blocked him without showing any mercy.

Yang Yuanhang became more and more anxious. He was sure that something must have happened that he didn't know about!

He asked almost all his classmates, and in the end, only one classmate told him the truth through the anonymous message of the software out of a last bit of fellowship.

[Yuanhang, you are a gay and cheated on getting married. It was posted on our school forum a month ago. You...you better stop asking, everyone wants to save face. 】

With a slap, the phone in Yang Yuanhang's hand fell to the ground, and deep cracks appeared on the screen.