Zhang Hongmei is indeed a shrew in this area and has connections with the society.
When she did this, she really drove Su Yourong to a dead end.
Su Yourong was ready to kowtow.
Song Sanxi strode over, helped Su Yourong up, and held her in her arms.
"Yourong, we are dignified people. We only kneel to heaven and earth to our parents."
Su Yourong was as aggrieved as a weak kitten.
With tears rolling down his face, he lowered his head, not daring to look at the debt and advocating Hongmei, and wishing he could strangle his husband to death.
If it weren't for him not caring about his family, why would he be living with such dignity?
She had to borrow money to pay for her daughter's illness, and the interest was high.
Zhang Hongmei looked frightened and shouted at the top of her voice:
"Yeah! Look, who can speak so damn hard?"
"It turns out the prodigal son is back!"
"Don't look at your own moral character! Do you have the nerve to say such harsh words in front of me? How can a person like you be worthy of talking about dignity?!"
Song Sanxi said calmly: "Boss Zhang, we owe debts, but we will not default on our debts."
"Five hundred yuan plus interest makes a total of seven hundred. I accept it and will pay it back to you tonight."
"Keep your word, please don't be embarrassed."
Zhang Hongmei put her hands on the waist of the bucket and cursed: "Fuck you! How can a prodigal like you keep your word?"
"Yes, I keep my word." Song San was happy, neither impatient nor angry, and was very well-educated.
"Go away! I believe your mother is a ghost! How can you get 700 yuan today if you act like this? Listen, today either your wife will sell it and I will introduce the buyer; or..."
As she said this, Zhang Hongmei's thoughts started to change. Anyway, she was very unhappy with Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi is a bitch who gambles money everywhere and never takes care of her mahjong parlor business.
Therefore, Zhang Hongmei stretched out her riding boots, stepped on the threshold, and pointed: "If you really want to take off this debt, kneel down and lick my feet!"
"One lick costs one hundred dollars. Seven licks in total. It's that simple! Come on!"
That old face, covered with thick foundation, was full of trouble.
Su Yourong couldn't help but look at each other and then at her husband.
To be honest, if you live a life worse than death, you can save seven hundred. She grits her teeth and she is really capable.
With Song Sanxi's temperament, how could he possibly lick?
Unexpectedly...
Song Sanxi hugged Su Yourong and seemed to show her to Zhang Hongmei.
He had a faint smile on his face and said kindly:
"Ms. Zhang, first of all, You Rong is a hundred times more beautiful than you. She is my wife, Song Sanxi, and is not for sale."
"Secondly, I will repay you seven hundred dollars tonight, and I will do what I say."
"Then, kneel down and lick you, get out."
Song Sanxi suddenly took action.
Bang!!!
The door panel smashed through wildly.
"ah!!!"
Zhang Hongmei screamed, her toes were hit by the door, and she was in constant pain.
She banged on the door crazily and yelled.
"Song Sanxi, open the door for me, open the door!"
"You loser, how dare you do this to me!"
"I will never let you and your wife off today!"
"You two wait, wait..."
Inside the door, Su Yourong actually wanted to laugh, but didn't dare.
He had no choice but to lower his head and pinch Song Sanxi, and complained helplessly in a low voice:
"Why are you so crazy? Are you still drunk? You don't know that Zhang Hongmei is a promiscuous person..."
"It's time to have breakfast. Don't you still have to go to work?" Song Sanxi hugged Su Yourong and walked to the dining room.
A frail and boneless woman is pitiable.
"What's there to eat? She's going crazy outside..."
"Let's go after you've had enough." Song Sanxi pushed Su Yourong down on the chair, "I have many ways to deal with shrews. From now on, you can't be so weak in the knees, you will lose my people."
"You... still blame me for embarrassing you? You eat first, and I'll wash my face."
Su Yourong felt bitter inside, knowing that Song Sanxi was also a scoundrel.
"There is hot water and facial cleanser, new ones, suitable for your skin."
"oh……"
When Su Yourong came back, Zhang Hongmei had indeed left.
Song Sanxi sat at the table, her waist straight and not moving a word.
Su Yourong shook his head secretly.
In the past, when breakfast was served, he was like a wolf, trying to get nothing left.
He could even snatch up the omelette given to Tiantian alone.
"You...why don't you eat?" Su Yourong felt that the sun was rising from the west.
"Waiting for you. As a couple, eating together will have a sense of ceremony."
"A sense of ritual?" Su Yourong was puzzled.
What kind of rituals are needed in such a married life? Is eating a meal to start work, or to cut a ribbon?
Facing the sumptuous breakfast cooked by this scumbag, I was filled with doubts.
I have to say, the scumbag’s cooking skills are really good.
She is also very hungry, but has no appetite.
Song Sanxi seemed to be in a good mood.
Sitting there, eating and drinking elegantly without making any sound.
Before, you could hear him smacking his lips outside the door, drinking sloppily, and spitting out rice crumbs when talking. He was really uncultured.
Su Yourong couldn't help but look at him, feeling like he had changed.
He looked like he was sitting down, looked like he was eating, and said nothing, as if he was enjoying the breakfast.
Song Sanxi said: "Eat, don't look at me. I'm full of food, but I don't care about my face. I'll be late, and my quarterly perfect attendance award will be gone."
Su Yourong shuddered, "Ah! You... So you are after this money? I beg you, this money is for..."
"That's Tiantian's tuition, living expenses, and kindergarten uniform fees. I'm trying to make it worse than a beast! Your sister has to pay for making up classes during the winter vacation. These expenses are covered by me, so you don't have to worry. Don't worry.
..." Song Sanxi said, raising her hands as if swearing, and then said:
"From today on, I, Song Sanxi, used Su Yourong's penny, defrauded her of her penny, and robbed her of her penny. I will be struck by lightning and be hit by a car when I go out. I won't die a good death anyway."
The magnetic and gentle voice, the stern face, exudes seriousness.
Su Yourong's heart was agitated and extremely nervous, and she thought to herself: Only a devil will believe your lies, you are worse than a beast! How many times have you sworn back before, is it useful?
After dinner, Su Yourong habitually cleaned up the dishes.
But Song Sanxi held her shoulders and said, "I'm here. I've wronged you all these years."
"From now on, I will do all this."
"You pack up, it's time to go to work later."
Su Yourong became more and more uneasy, it was so abnormal.
Is he crazy?
Or... are you still thinking of perfect attendance every quarter?
That's what she got in exchange for not taking a day off for three months, 12 hours a day.
A total of 1,500 yuan, small sweet dates that the capitalists forced workers to work on.
For money, I don’t have time to spend with Tiantian, and it’s impossible to connect her with her after school.
Many times, after being slapped by Song Sanxi, I would go to work with a swollen face and lose my face.
Su Yourong thought for a moment and ran away while Song Sanxi was in the kitchen!
When we arrived at the factory, there were security guards.
The security captain has always been very kind to her, and even had a private fight with Song Sanxi.
Also, Song Sanxi has had a lot of fights over the years and has never won against anyone.
His body was drained by drinking and sex, and he was so weak that he could only beat his wife and daughter.
Su Yourong rinsed his mouth carelessly, put on his large gray-blue work clothes, and quietly slipped towards the door.
Little did I know that when I pushed the door, it wouldn't open and there was only a crack.
Steel pipes were pinned outside and locked.
Zhang Hongmei must have asked someone to do it.
Su Yourong was almost bursting into tears.
People are poor and bullied!
A gangster from society sneered outside the door: "Do you want to come out to work? Haha, let's pay Sister Zhang's money back."
Su Yourong was desperate...
Song Sanxi strode over, slammed the door, locked it, hugged her and walked back.
"What are you doing? The door is locked!" Su Yourong screamed in despair, thinking of the one thousand and fifty, it would be too late if he didn't go out!
In the past, if you yelled at him, you would be beaten, slapped and kicked.
But today, Su Yourong is a weak woman, helpless and desperate, and she can only vent her anger by yelling.
If you get beaten, you get beaten. It's not like you've never been beaten before, so you've long been used to this fate.
Song Sanxi gently covered her mouth and whispered in her ear: "I'll take you to work."
Su Yourong looked in shock with tears in his eyes. Did he hear wrongly?
Song Sanxi smiled lightly, gave her an affirmative look, and pulled her towards the living room.
Su Yourong whispered: "How to get there?"
Song Sanxi picked up her coat, swung it around, and put it on elegantly.
Then, he straightened his shirt and combed his hair.
His expression was stern, as if a big shot was about to go out.
Su Yourong sneered secretly: What are you pretending to be? As long as you go out today, you can't get a penny from me!
Soon, Song Sanxi carried Su Yourong on his back and climbed out of the kitchen window.
Su Yourong hugged him tightly in fear, her delicate body trembled, and her face turned pale.
Song Sanxi followed the water pipe and went down from the fourth floor to the ground in a short while.
"Is it exciting?"
"Madman! You scared me to death!" Su Yourong said angrily.
"Walk!"
Song Sanxi found the broken iron donkey he had ridden back, carried Su Yourong on its back, and headed towards the gate of the community.
When they walked downstairs, Zhang Hongmei was talking to someone at the door of the mahjong parlor. Her face changed drastically, and she screamed: "How did you two get out? Stop! Stop!"
Song Sanxi stepped on the accelerator, her coat fluttering, and walked away...
Zhang Hongmei was so angry that she took out her mobile phone to make a call and cursed angrily.
"What the hell are you two bastards looking at? Everyone ran away!"
"Hurry downstairs and let me chase you!"
"Beat that prodigal son first and then talk about it!"
"What? Where else can he go? Doesn't that vixen Su Yourong go to work? Go to Sanyuan Electrical Appliance Factory, idiot!"