Six Hundred and Seventeenth Chapter Sold Miserably

Tang Laifeng was so angry that her heart ached, no matter how powerful a smart woman with 20 yuan was, she would not be able to be a family, but this also fulfilled her wish, and she completely gave up on Chai Boliang.

Tang Shaozheng had analyzed Chai Boliang's possible performance earlier, and it is easy to say that everything has been changed, but the possibility of this is extremely low. Tang Shaozheng reckoned that this bastard would not change, and how could he be willing to part with his little lover? .

Everything was calculated by Tang Shaozheng, and Chai Boliang was really reluctant. His heart was all on the little widow, and he wished he could stay there every night, so he couldn't care less about taking care of his family.

Tang Laifeng made up her mind, she didn't quarrel with Chai Boliang, she didn't wrong herself, she made soup every day, chicken soup, bone soup, fish soup in different ways, if she didn't drink soup, she didn't have enough water, no matter how hard it was, she couldn't bear it, the child, old lady Chai Scolding every day, Tang Laifeng just treated her as a fart, and bought fish and chicken as usual, and kept a bill. Twenty yuan didn't take a few days, and it took only ten days to spend it, leaving nothing.

So, Tang Laifeng asked Chai Boliang for money again, and Tang Shaozheng said that the procedures must be in place, first courtesy and then soldiers.

Chai Boliang naturally refused to give it, "I only have a monthly salary. If you spend like this, even if I earn gold and silver mountains, it will not be enough for you to eat and drink."

"I want to feed Nai now, what if I don't eat a little better, Chai Boliang, will you give me money?" Tang Laifeng looked coldly at the scumbag in front of her. She actually had a relationship with such a selfish man. Over ten years.

"Hey, you don't have to spend a lot of money every day. My mother said that you are either a chicken or a fish every day. Who can afford you? No money!"

Although Mr. Chai Boliang didn't come back, old lady Chai gave him a tip-off. She was very clear about the family affairs and didn't want to give any money. He might as well give it to his little lover. At least the little lover cares about him and will do it for him if he has any money. Delicious, unlike Tang Laifeng who only cared about eating and drinking for himself, hmph, a selfish woman, he would only marry this kind of woman when he was blind!

Tang Laifeng sneered, "Alright, Chai Boliang, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

Chai Boliang had a bad feeling and panicked, "What do you want to do, Tang Laifeng, don't mess around!"

Tang Laifeng just sneered and ignored this bastard. She had already seen through this scumbag and had no hope at all, so she just listened to Uncle Six. She only got something if she had to give up. She can only let go of her eldest son. She will have the ability later. , and then find a way to pick up the eldest son.

When Chai Boliang went to work, Tang Laifeng also packed up and set off. With Bajin on his back, he led Chai Yuxiang to Chai Boliang's work unit, and went directly to the director's office.

Moreover, Tang Laifeng wore the most shabby clothes for herself and her children, and they sold poorly. Naturally, it was so miserable. The director didn't know Tang Laifeng, so he couldn't figure out what this ragged woman wanted to do with her two children.

"Are you the director?" Tang Laifeng asked directly.

The director nodded and greeted Tang Laifeng politely, "What's the matter, comrade?"

"Director, I'm Chai Boliang's wife in your unit. My family can't live anymore. My child and I are starving to death. I have no choice but to seek justice from the director. Director, you have to decide for me and my child! "

Tang Laifeng grabbed the director's hand and complained weeping, everything from Chai Boliang's refusal to pay living expenses to his failure to keep his promise when he wrote a letter of guarantee.

"Boss, there are seven people in our family. My youngest son is just one month old, and he has to drink soup every day. Chai Boliang, the bastard, only gave me twenty yuan, and said that I ate too much, and I didn't want to eat too much." Ah, but the child cries when he is hungry, my heart aches..."

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