Song Baoshun has been very unlucky recently. First, he was removed from the position of section chief, and then he was ostracized by others. Everything went wrong for him.

I heard from my leader that someone else has written a report to report him, and his superiors are now investigating him.

Song Baoshun was frightened every day and his temper became worse and worse.

Song Jialin seemed to have lost her soul during this period. She locked herself in her room every day and never went out.

Even for meals, I cook a pot of porridge every morning and drink it for three meals a day, which saves me the trouble of cooking.

Song Baoshun's work was not going well to begin with. He couldn't even have a hot meal when he got home. He wanted to vent his anger but couldn't find anyone to help him. He had been feeling very frustrated during this period.

Song Jialin locked herself in her room every day. Song Baoshun ignored her at first, but later he couldn't stand it anymore.

He came home from get off work and took off his coat as soon as he entered the door, but no one caught his coat and hung it up.

Song Baoshun was used to being served by Zhang Yuhua. When his outstretched hand fell empty, he suddenly became extremely annoyed.

He went to the kitchen and saw the leftover porridge in the pot, and his anger was completely ignited.

It doesn't matter if work isn't going well, after all, he made the mistake and was blamed. It's normal to have ups and downs in life, but this mess at home is really giving him a headache.

In the past, Zhang Yuhua took care of the household, and Song Baoshun didn't think his daughter was lazy. Now she can't have hot meals when she comes home, the house is in a mess, clothes and pants are thrown on the sofa and stools, and the floor is dirty.

It looked normal in the first few days, but it has been getting dirtier in recent days. My daughter is the type of person who won’t even pick up a stool if it falls over.

Song Baoshun used to think that his daughter was beautiful and tall, and would definitely marry into a good family in the future, which would add icing on the cake for his career.

At the beginning, the daughter did exactly that. She actually got close to the son of a high-ranking official in the provincial capital, helping him get promoted three levels, and she enjoyed great glory for a while.

At that time, Song Baoshun felt that his daughter did not need to change, and she should just be a delicate young lady who had everything provided for her like she is now.

But now, when the housework piled up and no one cleaned it up, the originally clean and tidy home gradually turned into a garbage dump, and he was ostracized by others because of his daughter's actions.

Most importantly, he heard from others that it was Shen Changan who attacked him, which made him even more furious.

Not only did his daughter fail to help his career, she also ruined his peaceful life.

Originally, even if he was a small clerk, his monthly income was guaranteed and no one excluded him.

But what about now? He had been demoted from his high position, and not only was he feeling unbalanced, but his previous arrogant style had offended many people. Now everyone in the unit was ostracizing him and secretly giving him trouble.

Some people even went so far as to collect his violation information and were secretly punishing him.

Song Baoshun's life was extremely difficult. He felt that he could be fired at any time and might even be sued.

He was already in a bad mood at that time, and Zhang Yuhua was not at home. His daughter had made a mess of the house. It would be strange if he didn't get angry!

Song Baoshun came to the door of his daughter's room on the second floor angrily. He first controlled his temper and knocked on the door a few times quietly.

Hearing his daughter's lazy voice coming from the room, and she was unwilling to open the door, Song Baoshun's heart exploded instantly.

He suddenly stretched out his legs and kicked the door hard several times.

He kicked the door so hard that it made a ping-pong sound, and the screws on the door bolt were loosened.

Song Jialin was frightened and didn't know why her father was so angry. She swept away her previous decadence and quickly got out of bed.

Song Jialin opened the door before it was kicked in.

Song Jialin put her hands on her lower abdomen, lowered her head and called "Dad" humbly.

"Song Jialin, you don't go out all day, you stay at home all the time, you don't do housework, you don't cook, what on earth do you want to do?"

Song Baoshun was so angry that he ignored his usual love for his daughter and pointed at her nose and scolded her.

"Dad, I haven't been feeling well lately, so I haven't been out. I feel better today, so I'll go to the store tomorrow."

Song Jialin lowered her head and spoke in a low voice. She racked her brains to think of an excuse for herself.

Song Baoshun snorted coldly, but couldn't help but scold: "No matter what, as a woman, you still have to do housework."

"Look at the mess you've made in this house. The sofa and the stools are all covered with your clothes and other things. There's not even a place to sit. And the floor is so dirty!"

"When was your mother ever this dirty when she was home? And when does your mother come home? If she doesn't take care of these messes at home, you do it yourself."

"Unmarried girls should do these housework. Think carefully about it and stop hiding in your room all day. I don't have such a good temper. I won't spoil you like your mother does."

Song Baoshun scolded Song Jialin severely, and vented his anger at the unit during this period.

Song Jialin had never been scolded like this by her father since she was a child. She was confused at first, and then became angry.

Song Jialin rushed towards the wall like a madman, breaking the vase and cutting her wrists with the pieces of the vase.

In the past, it was Zhang Yuhua who suffered every time Song Jialin had an attack, and she rarely had an attack in front of her father.

She had already endured a lot this time. First, her mother was locked up in the public security bureau for standing up for her, and then she was fooled by Zhou Yongnan and lost her innocence.

I have been in a daze during this period, and I dare not speak out.

Song Baoshun's scolding today undoubtedly ignited the fire, and Song Jialin completely exploded.

She was originally wearing a nightgown at home with her hair loose. Now she was kicking and bumping like a madman, smashing things in the house.

Her hands were cut by the ceramic fragments and were bleeding, but she was still not satisfied, so she rammed the wall frantically.

She seemed to be unaware of the pain, her head banging against the wall with a loud bang, and she was still roaring in anger.

Song Baoshun was surprised at first, but then calmed down.

He just crossed his arms and looked at his crazy daughter coldly. At this moment, his heart was filled with sadness, and he even wondered what the purpose of his life was.

He worked hard to get promoted not only to give his family a good life, but also to provide convenience to others at work and to embezzle and accept bribes in order to make more money so that he and his daughter could live a good life.

The result? He was reported for his illegal activities, and his family was in chaos.

At this moment, Song Baoshun was even thinking that having a daughter with such a fragile heart, who couldn't be beaten or scolded and would go crazy at the slightest provocation, he might as well just let her die.