The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 219 Domestic Violence——Lu Huayu 9

"Cough cough cough..." Hearing Xihe's sarcasm, Mrs. Ning coughed even harder.

"Go away and don't contaminate my food." Xihe waved at her like a fly.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Ning Song finally arrived home when Mrs. Ning rolled her eyes in choking.

"Water... water... cough cough cough... water..." Seeing her son coming back, Mrs. Ning finally saw her savior. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to ask him for help.

"Okay, you wait." Ning Song hurriedly picked up a bowl from the ground, filled it with half a bowl of water and handed it to Mrs. Ning.

"Gudong gulp..." Mrs. Ning drank it all in one gulp, and her stomach felt uncomfortable again after she finished.

"Get out."

Mrs. Ning didn't even dare to stay at home and rushed out the door.

When I came back again, I was exhausted.

"You are so unfilial! That's your mother, and you actually let her drink water from the dog bowl."

Ning Song's expression kept changing, and it looked ugly. Mrs. Ning, who had come back staggeringly, ran away again after hearing what Xihe said.

"Where is your father?" Xihe stared at Ning Song and asked.

"No...I didn't find it." Ning Song answered quickly when he heard Xihe asking about his father.

"You useless thing! You are young and strong but you can't catch up with an old immortal like him. Tell me, what else can you do with your life?"

Xihe's words were like a knife, and Ning Song's face turned green. "You evil woman, don't you see what you've done to me? I'm lucky I can still run away."

However, he was afraid of being beaten, so he did not refute no matter how Xihe scolded him.

"Here, I'll give you a steamed bun too. When you're full, go find him for me. You're already grown up, but you're still acting like a child looking for his parents. Isn't that embarrassing?"

"You've grown up so big for nothing, and now you're just eating and wasting food."

"Cough cough cough..." Ning Song choked up because he was so excited listening to Xihe scolding his father.

"Are you and your son both useless? You can even choke on a steamed bun. What else can you do in life?"

"Yes, it's because the steamed bun was too choking... cough cough cough..." Ning Song spoke while swallowing hard.

"You mean it's my fault?" Xihe's face immediately darkened, and he slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table, glaring at Ning Song.

"No, no, no, it's not your fault, it's my fault..." Ning Song waved his hands repeatedly and denied it.

"You even dislike white steamed buns, what else do you want to eat? Are you planning to eat your parents?"

"Steamed buns, steamed buns are good, I like them..." Ning Song didn't dare to say more, but just kept apologizing.

Next, Xihe ate contentedly, while Ning Song smelled the fragrance and ate the remaining steamed buns, shedding sad tears.

"I'm done eating. Clear the dishes quickly. Bring me some water to wash my hands."

"Hey! Here I come." Ning Song put the steamed bun in his pocket, hurried to get some water, and then quickly came to Xihe's side and waited for her to wash her hands.

"You have no sense at all. I don't know what I want you to do, and you don't even know how to make me a cup of tea." Ning Song had just taken the basin away when Xihe's harsh words rang out again.

"What a bad habit! He's quite particular." But Ning Song only dared to mutter these words in his heart and didn't dare to say more.

"Coming, coming. I'll boil some water and make tea right away."

"Hurry up, can you guys be a little more discerning next time and prepare what I need sooner?"

"Don't you know I'm tired every day too?"

Tired? You're not tired at all, what did you do? Ning Song cursed in his heart, but his hands moved very quickly, and soon the tea Xihe ordered was ready.

"Here it is, the tea is ready." Ning Song held the glass and gently placed it in front of Xihe.

"Bang!" Xihe didn't even look at it, and smashed the cup and water on Ning Song's head.

"Poor quality tea leaves, a cup that is not presentable, are you putting them in front of me to annoy me?"

Ning Song wiped the blood off his face and knelt on the ground in front of Xihe Dawan: "Old..."

"Think it over before calling."

"Auntie, look at my family. We are poor and ugly, and we don't have the ability to make a lot of money. How about we divorce and you find a good family?"

"What do you mean?" Xihe smiled slightly and said, "Our family is harmonious, my parents-in-law are filial, and I love my husband and wife. I don't want a divorce!"

Please, please be a human being! Please, please, please be your husband! I can't take it anymore.

Ning Song kowtowed and begged, "You can't take me out of the house in this state. You are as beautiful as a flower, and I am not worthy of you. Take whatever you like from the house. Please, please let me live..."

Mrs. Ning heard her son's words outside the wall, and hope arose in her heart. Divorce, divorce is good!

If I get divorced, this yaksha won’t be able to hit me anymore. It’s better to get a divorce now.

"What are you talking about! Ever since we were registered in the household registration book, I have never thought about divorcing you. Why don't you understand?"

"No! Auntie, I was so offended before. I was blind before, I'm sorry. I didn't agree to the divorce because I was ignorant. Just divorce me!"

"No, I don't want the family I worked so hard to build to be ruined like this. I can't accept this."

"Auntie, I don't want a home either. I'll give it all to you. Can I take my parents and leave?"

"No."

"Auntie, can I not have the child anymore? I'll leave it to you in your old age..."

"No, I won't agree to a divorce. Just give up on this idea!"

"Wow, wow, wow..." Seeing that Xihe was unmoved, Ning Song lay on the ground and started crying.

What good things are they thinking about? When Lu Huayu wanted to divorce, they refused to divorce no matter what. Now that they want to divorce, what are they thinking about?

"Son, son, stop crying. She's out. Hurry and get up!"

As soon as Xihe left home, Mrs. Ning immediately rushed in and pulled her son from the ground.

"Mom, I want a divorce. I can't live another day..." Ning Song looked at his old mother and cried with tears and snot.

"Okay, divorce. Mom supports you. I'll call your cousin later and ask him to help you."

"Okay, go quickly." Ning Song's eyes lit up when he thought of his cousin's capable son.

"Get up and wash your face, I'll be there right away." Mrs. Ning thought of her cousin and she became energetic again.

The number was dialed, but no one answered.

She didn't dare lose her temper with such a person and could only wait anxiously.

It took about ten minutes before the other party's call was connected.

"Hey, who is it?"

"I am..." Just as Mrs. Ning finished speaking, the person on the other side sighed.

"They all got into trouble. It's not convenient now."

"Something happened? What happened?" When Mrs. Ning heard that something had happened, she immediately panicked.

"Car accident. Both of them were in a car accident."