Ma Dayong has been an alcoholic for many years, and he can be called a prodigious one. He kept trying to persuade him to drink, saying nice things one after another. But I don’t know whether Zhang Wanhua has become immune to sweet words or has something on his mind. After drinking several drinks, he waved his hands and refused to continue.

, No matter what he says, he won’t give him any face.

What?

I just gave you three points of color, and you opened a dyeing workshop and took care of it?

He stopped persuading.

A man drank heavily.

Zhang Wanhua's hands were shaking a little. After thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and poured herself a glass. She said weakly, "Husband, I, I will drink the last glass. I really can't drink anymore."

I got a flirtatious look from the other party and a "It's up to you".

She: It’s so miserable. I’m so angry.

Put the wine glass to your mouth and sip bit by bit.

Today is really...hiss!

The corner of his mouth touched the wine and felt a pain.

If the man is unhappy, she will be beaten. The daughter next to her is also troubled, so tonight is going to be particularly difficult.

Zhang Wanhua's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had an idea.

She put down the cup and said to Ma Dayong flatteringly: "The dishes are cold, I'll heat them up."

"Um."

Ma Dayong responded indifferently.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the little girl opposite who was cooking rice. A burning sensation rose from the bottom of his heart. He stretched out his feet and reached forward.

Pei Yuhuan only felt the instep of his foot being stepped on.

She also wore cotton slippers.

When I suddenly looked up, I was faced with a very greasy and disgusting face, mainly because of the smile and the expression on it, which made me want to vomit.

Does this person have no scruples?

Ma Dayong also drank a little too much. As the saying goes, drinking makes you brave. The green and green little girl in front of him was like a flower, which made him feel itchy.

I can't help it!

The next second, a sharp pain came from the knee.

"..." His alluring thoughts disappeared and he stared at Pei Yuhuan, "Damn girl, what are you doing?!"

The other party narrowed his eyes slightly, grinned, and showed a malicious smile, "What are you doing? Of course I'll kick you to death for being such a pervert, you stinking garbage!"

Ma Dayong was really stunned for a moment.

Damn it, damn girl, scolding him?

!

He suddenly stood up from his position, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a beast that wanted to eat people, "Damn girl! Do you really want to die!"

Pei Yuhuan sneered twice.

"I definitely don't want to die, but I don't know if my mother wants to die."

Ma Dayong's eyes were cold.

In his heart, Zhang Wanhua is just a woman he wants to hit. He can't beat her away anyway. At most, he can say a few soft words after he sobers up.

And the cheap daughter, hehe, is nothing!

He never took it seriously.

Now this girl who was dependent on him actually dared to talk to him like this.

Just like a slave trying to resist.

How!

Once a slave, always a slave!

Want to stand up, dream!

If he doesn't smash her stubbornness today, he won't be Ma Dayong!

Before he could make any move, however, the girl across from him grinned, grabbed the bowl at hand and threw it at him.

Ma Dayong: "?"

?!!!

Damn it!

The body subconsciously tilted and narrowly escaped.

Before he could react and turn around, a plate with hot food hit him directly on the neck. The vegetable, oil, and soup immediately smeared all over him and flowed down his clothes.

Terrible.

"Meet this person! You are looking for death!"

he roared.

But what greeted him was an overturned dining table.

Zhang Wanhua, who was still cooking in the kitchen and planning to get the man drunk, heard the huge noise outside and hurried out without even having time to put down the spatula.

Suddenly shocked.

The table turned over.

Food bowls, plates and chopsticks were scattered all over the floor.

The man's body was covered with soup leaves, like an angry lion, staring at Ning Cunxin with red eyes.

The latter chuckled.

Pointing at him, "Idiot! Big fool!"

He laughed very happily and even called him ugly.

Ma was so courageous that his whole body trembled. He kicked away the plate next to him and rolled up his sleeves as he walked, "You are a fool, right? Labor and management will beat you into a fool today!"

Zhang Wanhua's pupils shrank.

He rushed to push his daughter, "Why are you still standing there? Run to the room and hide!"

However, Pei Yuhuan snatched the spatula from his hand.

Room?

The locks are all broken, why are you running in there and trying to catch a turtle in a urn?

Pushing Zhang Wanhua back a few steps, she jumped and ran to one side, making faces at Ma Dayong as she ran, "Shame! Big Shame!"

"You have to have a woman to support you when you are dozens of years old, you are a loser! You are a white-faced man who is just eating soft food!"

"Slightly, slightly..."

Ma Dayong had a bulging vein on his forehead.

He walked over aggressively, clenching his fists.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Wanhua didn't dare to do anything. She just said with a trembling voice, "Honey, hubby, don't be angry. Damn girl, she might be drunk. I will definitely take care of her when she wakes up tomorrow."

..." He took the opportunity to catch the crazy Pei Yuhuan again, "Why don't you apologize to your dad quickly!"

"My dad?" The girl turned to look at her and frowned, "Mom, are you stupid? My dad is Ning Jianming from Qingtian Village. He is an honest and good man who loves his wife and daughter. He doesn't even drink or smoke.

How could he be the scumbag in front of him who drinks and beats his wife besides playing cards?"

"Besides, he looks like he has no children. How could he be my father?"

"You can't dig through the garbage even if you don't have a man!"

Zhang Wanhua was beating her drum in her heart and scolded, "What are you kiddo saying? Why don't you apologize to your dad quickly? Hurry up!"

"I don't. If I apologize to a scumbag, then I'm not even as good as a scumbag." As she said this, she broke away from her hand, raised the spatula in her hand and swung it at Ma Dayong's face.

But was caught by the opponent.

He smiled ferociously: "I'm not worthy of being your dad, right? That's fine. Labor and Capital are not your father. From today on, Labor and Capital are no longer your father!"

Big hands like cattail leaf fans greeted Pei Yuhuan fiercely in the face.

Pei Yuhuan couldn't avoid it, one hand was still being pulled by Zhang Wanhua, and she heard a snap. Her right cheek soon became swollen, and a rusty taste filled her mouth.

It's blood.

Zhang Wanhua didn't take this seriously at all, and kept asking her to apologize.

Pei Yuhuan: Let me give you a hammer!

He kicked her hard in the leg. The moment Zhang Wanhua let go of his hand, he pushed her hard towards Ma Dayong, then grabbed the chair and threw it towards the two of them.
To be continued...