Chapter 421 (2/2)

As soon as the owner's words came out, the exhibition could not hang on his face.

Damn, I make millions of money to go home in one year. How much money can I save if this stinky girl takes advantage of others in the vegetable market and makes such a disgusting thing? Is a $10 or $8 business? It's just a mess!

At this time, some onlookers also agreed: ”that is, this woman is shameless and insists that her boss is forced to buy and sell. Just now, that young man just wanted to reason with her. As a result, she exports dirty and scolds others, and deserves to be slapped in the face!”

Zhang Juan was angry, pointing to the woman who was almost her own age and scolding: ”fuck, who doesn't want to face your mother? What the fuck are you doing? ”

Zhang Juan has no culture and poor quality. Her nature is a person who can't eat a little loss. In her brain circuit, if she eats a loss, she will double to get back on the spot. If she is scolded, she will double to scold back on the spot. So she didn't even consider that the exhibition was nearby, so she just pinched her waist to scold each other.

At this time, the onlookers all pointed at her and scolded her. Some people said that she deserved to be beaten. Others said that she was despised and her mouth was so cheap and torn.

Zhang Juan was so angry that she was about to fight with the Confucians. She just cried out: ”I fuck you...”

Before he finished, the ugly face of the exhibition luck shook his hand and slapped Zhang Juan in the face, angrily scolding: ”is it over?! Get out of my house and don't make a fool of yourself! ”

Zhang Juan felt that she had suffered so many grievances today. How could she have never thought that her husband would do something to herself. Suddenly, she started to cry and howl. She would fall on the ground and splash. Zhan Yun clenched her teeth and threatened her severely: ”Zhang Juan, I tell you, if you don't take back your bitch's nature and make trouble for me outside, I can't afford to lose our divorce as soon as possible This man, after divorce, I don't care where you are going! ”

The exhibition is really angry. I can't see Zhang Juan. I want to look like a woman with no appearance, no education background, no quality. I'm a blind girl with no skills. If her father was a little leader in the TV station, how could he marry her?

Although Zhang Juan's heart is about to explode with grievances, she is really angry at Zhan Yun and can only force her emotions and nods with tears.

Zhang Juan is about to walk outside. The police ask: ”Exhibition Well, Ms. Zhang, would you like to make a record with us? ”

Zhan Yun answered for her: ”no, you can go back.”

Dragging Zhang Juan out of the vegetable market, exhibition Yun asked her, ”how did you get here?”

Zhang Juan wrongly points to her little motorcycle not far away and doesn't speak.

”Can you still ride a bike?” the exhibition asked her

Zhang Juan shook her head.

The exhibition looked at the time again: ”is it time for my son to leave school?”

Zhang Juan nodded.

”Get in the car, pick up your son first, and then I'll take you both home. I have social intercourse in the evening!”

Zhang Juan did not dare to say anything, nodded and sat in the copilot without saying a word.

Zhan Yun starts the car and drives straight to her son's school. Zhang Juan is so annoyed with her that she delays her business so many times today, which makes him angry. Now, in addition to his anger at Zhang Juan, all he has left is what Ma Weiwei looked like when she was dressed as a maid. He just wants to pick up her son and send the troubled woman home, so he can go at ease I went to Wushan together with Ma Weiwei.Pick up the kids and send them home. It's a little to seven. It's a reasonable time. But the exhibition still hasn't even got on the floor. Let them get off at the gate of the community, and then drive to the community where maviwei lives in a hurry.

Although Zhang Juan was silent all the way, she felt more angry and aggrieved. She led her son home. She didn't even feel like cooking. She dragged her son to the kitchen until he kept shouting hunger. She was so upset that she came to the kitchen. She found that she went to the vegetable market twice today, but she didn't even buy a piece of vegetable leaves. The order and ribs she bought in the afternoon were forgotten by her I went out of the sky.

No way, Zhang Juan can only cook two bags of instant noodles to deal with the problem. The pot is almost cooked. Suddenly, she hears someone knock on the door, she hurried out of the kitchen and straight out of the door.

As soon as the door was opened, there was no one outside, but there was a fire burning newspaper on the ground. I don't know which wicked guy was playing a prank. Fortunately, the fire was not so big that it didn't spread to the whole newspaper. Zhang Juan subconsciously stepped on the fire with her feet, and pooped. A pile of soft things under the newspaper splashed out from around the sole of her shoes, making her legs all over the door And the wall didn't escape.

The stink rose in a flash. Zhang Juan found that it was shit that was trampled on by her own foot

Zhang Juan jumped up and scolded the street. She scolded almost all the swearing she knew. After the neighbors went out to see her, they didn't keep their manners. They scolded the street together with her, and treated the splashed excrement together.

It's not easy to clean the excrement at the door. Zhang Juan went back to the bathroom and took a bath. She only washed her legs five times.

After taking a bath, she instinctively called Zhan Yun again to complain. Zhan Yun had already arrived at Ma Weiwei's house. They had just finished the candlelight dinner prepared by Ma Weiwei in the maid's clothes. Zhan Yun, who was already hungry and impatient, was about to meet Ma Weiwei in the restaurant. When his cell phone rang, he was shocked. He could only pause the charge and look for help from his pants Ji, it's Zhang Juan again. I didn't get angry with him.

Fourth time! The stinky women are haunted today, aren't they?!

Angry exhibition Yun picked up the phone and scolded: ”Zhang Juan, you are going to be crazy! It's not over, is it? I don't know if I have something to do, do I? ”

Zhang Juan said wrongly, ”husband, someone has made a pile of shit at our door...”

The exhibition didn't think about why someone would make a mess of shit at the door of the house, just hysterical scolding: ”a mess of shit call me fucking? You can't deal with a piece of shit? I'm too busy to talk to you! ”

After that, Zhanyun directly turns off the mobile phone.

Zhang Juan is hysterical. What the hell is it! What's the matter today! It's the darkest day I've lived for more than 40 years! I've never met such a bad time in my life. How can I fight against myself?

At this moment, in a car at the entrance of the community, one of Xu Jianjun's men held a thick kraft paper file bag and asked with a built relay walkie talkie, ”chief, when can I deliver?”

Xu Jianjun is monitoring every move of her family near Ma Weiwei's house at the moment. Seeing the fighting between them rekindling, he says to the walkie talkie, ”it's almost over. Now send it up!” (to be continued. )