Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Comeback in the Era Tales
Chapter 340: Super Problem Child 24
"Thank your mom’s ass..."
Father Guo was so angry that he cursed.
Yuan Chun’s face darkened, "What, I do good deeds, saved your daughter, and still have to take your scolding?"
Yuan Chun stepped forward and kicked Father Guo flying.
"Hypocrite pretending to be a good guy, really think you’re the head of the family? That I wouldn’t dare hit you, yet you dare curse my mom in front of me? Bah... No matter what, my mom’s not for you to scold. I see there’s nothing good in the Old Guo Family, the upper beam isn’t straight, the lower beam’s crooked."
"They say people are cheap for a lifetime, pigs are cheap with one cut, your Guo Family is so cheap, all deserve a beating, deserve a scolding. If I don’t beat you for a day, you feel all twisted up."
"You shameless old pig, you treated your daughter badly, she ran away, and you still take it out on me? What, see me as a young woman, easy to bully, want to push me around?"
"Bah, you shameless old pig, you’re so stinky, living like this, if I throw you into a toilet now, even the toilet would vomit because of your stench."
"Blaming everything on your daughter, you thought you could go unscathed, bah, you’re already notorious far and wide, yet you don’t even realize it."
Yuan Chun cursed as she beat Father Guo again.
Father Guo was someone who cared about his reputation.
He was beaten by his daughter-in-law, too embarrassed to speak up, had to suffer in silence.
More importantly, he couldn’t beat his daughter-in-law, if he could, he would have beaten this woman to death.
When Yuan Chun went to the kitchen to cook, Father Guo got up, took a package from his room, and left without returning home.
Yuan Chun only cooked for herself.
She made herself a bowl of rice, fried a few eggs, stir-fried two potato slices, and enjoyed a meal. After eating, she left the bowl on the counter without washing it, washed up herself, and went to bed.
As for Guo Xiaotao...
Who is that?
It’s not her son.
Why should she care?
With two packets of rice cakes, the next day, Guo Xiaotao wasn’t hungry, but he wanted meat, wanted rice. He smelled the scent of meat coming from Grandpa Zhang’s house next door.
Drooling, he opened the yard gate, walked out, and went to knock on the Zhang Family’s gate.
The Zhang family’s elder daughter-in-law opened the door, seeing the fierce-looking Guo Xiaotao, she instinctively stepped back out of fear.
Guo Xiaotao said viciously, "Worthless wretch, old hag, quickly give me your family’s meat to eat, or I’ll kill you and then kill your son."
How could the Zhang family’s elder daughter-in-law be truly frightened by a five-year-old child? After regaining her composure, she spat and cursed, "Little lunatic."
Then, the courtyard door slammed shut.
Guo Xiaotao, about to rush in and grab the meat, almost got hit in the nose.
He punched and kicked the door of Old Zhang’s house, cursing, "Old hag, open the door, I want to eat meat. If you dare not give me meat, I’ll kill your whole family."
The people of Old Zhang’s house were furious but no one came to open the door.
Remembering his ruthless bite on his own dad last night, the people of Old Zhang’s house didn’t want to provoke such a little lunatic.
However, Grandpa Zhang heard his words and advised his elder daughter-in-law, "From now on, when Xiao Qiang goes to school in the morning, you ride a bike to take him, and in the afternoon after school, I’ll have the time to pick him up."
"Got it, Dad."
The Zhang family’s elder daughter-in-law was also afraid that Guo Xiaotao might bully her son.
Her son is so tender, if that little lunatic bites his face, he’d definitely be scarred for life.
In the hospital, Yuan Chun said to Mrs. Guo, "Mom, the doctor said that injuries to the bones and muscles take a hundred days to heal, your leg needs at least three months of rest before you can go back to work. Your job can’t have you taking leave all the time, can it? How about transferring your job to me and I’ll work for you?"
Mrs. Guo gave her a cold glance, "Give up on that idea. Even if I sell my job, I wouldn’t give it to you."