Chapter 42: Revenge for Bullying My Wife
"Uncle, you...you're back...we, we..."
"Mom agreed to let us live here, but Yanyan was pregnant and was afraid that the neighbors would talk about her, so..."
Song Shijing rolled his eyes at Song Shiyu, who was stuttering, and pretended to be calm, controlling his unconsciously shaking legs, and explained the reason for coming to live here.
They all knew that their uncle never liked them to enter his house, let alone touch his things. But now Su Yanyan was still living in his house, which was simply walking into his trap.
Song Shijing complained in his heart why his mother didn't inform them earlier that his uncle was coming back.
But his face remained calm as he continued, "So, we'll stay here for a while."
He thought that as long as he brought up his mother, his uncle's expression would surely ease up.
Unexpectedly, the uncle, who was half a head taller than them, had a taut jawline and his eyes cut through the two of them like a knife. He strode straight in without saying a word.
"Bang!"
After the door of the main house opened a crack, Shen Jinxiao discovered that the person sleeping inside was not his wife, and his blood rushed to his head.
With a push from his big hand, the door panel was almost smashed into the wall.
Su Yanyan was awakened by the loud noise, and when she saw Shen Jinxiao standing at the door with a dark cloud hovering over his head, she was so shocked that she rolled off the bed.
"Uncle, I didn't sleep in your bed on purpose. It was that Meng Shuyue who occupied your bed before, and we wanted to kick her out, so I moved in."
Song Shijing, who came in right behind, saw Su Yanyan rolling off the bed, so he quickly ran over, helped her up and held her in his arms.
Shen Jinxiao looked at the two people hugging each other with a cold gaze, and his heart was extremely bitter.
He couldn't imagine how Meng Shuyue was bullied by these people during the days when he was away?
The large pineapple bed in the room, which was carefully prepared by the old man to symbolize the harmony between husband and wife, turned out to be the bed for this pair of adults to commit adultery.
He wants to kill those who bully his wife!
At the door, Song Shiyu came tremblingly to the door, and saw his uncle staring at the two people hugging each other inside with eyes that almost wanted to kill him, so he turned around and ran away in fear...
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In the Song residence, the night is deep, and the albizzia flowers are swaying outside the window.
Chen Ting wore a bright red pajamas that she had just bought from a state-owned department store. She walked out gracefully and threw a coquettish glance at the man on the bed, "Minister Song..."
Song Tingzong leaned on the big bed, slowly moved his eyes away from the newspaper, and his burning gaze fell on his wife, and his Adam's apple rolled.
In the past few days, when their three sons are not at home, the relationship between them and their husband and wife has become more and more harmonious.
Song Tingzong took off his glasses and put them on the bedside, then turned around and seriously lifted the quilt beside him, "I just want to fulfill your wish of having a daughter, I don't want that!"
Shen Ting nodded in understanding, with a charming smile on her lips, and rushed over to turn off the lights impatiently.
Outside the house, the albizzia flowers on the tree are about to fall.
After a rustling sound.
There was a rapid knock on the door, accompanied by a burst of ghostly howling.
"Oh no, Mom and Dad, something terrible has happened!"
The door was banging.
The lights in the house were turned on, Shen Ting's hair was messy and her face was still flushed.
Song Tingzong hurriedly put on his clothes and went to open the door.
"What happened? Why is an adult like that making such a fuss?"
Song Shiyu was almost crying, "Dad, uncle came back suddenly, and the way he looked at big brother and sister Yanyan was just like that day a few years ago. I'm afraid he..."
Just as he finished speaking, the sound of a jeep braking was heard in the yard.
Song Tingzong and Shen Ting looked at each other, and their faces turned pale with fright. The three of them rushed downstairs in a hurry.
The mahogany door was kicked open.
Shen Jinxiao was furious, carrying a bed quilt on his shoulders and walking towards the people in the hall.
Song Tingzong and his companions felt as if they were facing a great enemy. When they saw that there was a man and a woman wrapped face to face in the quilt on his shoulders, they were so scared that they took several steps back.
Shen Jinxiao carried the frightened and quiet Song Shijing and Su Yanyan on his shoulders, and went straight past his sister and brother-in-law and went straight upstairs to the main house where the couple lived in love.
Shen Ting's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly chased after him with Song Tingzong and his youngest son.
Shen Jinxiao straightened his broad shoulders, and the two people wrapped in quilts like dumplings on his shoulders were thrown like rag dolls onto the bed where Shen Ting and Song Tingzong had just planned to make a baby.
Seeing this, Song Tingzong was furious. He pointed at the two people on the bed and asked him, "Jin Xiao, what do you mean? Even if you caught them in bed, you don't have to throw them on my bed!"
"Yeah, brother, you're going too far. If you want to talk, let's talk nicely and don't dirty my bed!"
At this time, Su Yanyan, who was face to face with Song Shijing, had already blushed with embarrassment. It was extremely humiliating to be surrounded by these people whom she usually tried to curry favor with.
At this moment, Shen Ting's words "dirty my bed" without hesitation were like a slap in her face.
Shen Jinxiao, however, couldn't help but sneer as he listened to what his sister and brother-in-law said.
"Sister, you also feel that your bed is dirty, so why do you let your good son and daughter run into my room and dirty my bed?"
"My house and my bed are only for my wife to live in and sleep in, not for you to occupy my house and drive my wife away!"
"Also, sister, let me ask you, did you deliberately let your two good sons live with me just to let them bully her?"
Song Shiyu was confused by what his uncle said.
But Shen Ting's face turned as colorful as an overturned color palette, from red to blue, and then from blue to white.
She did know that her sons had gone to the Shen residence to bully Meng Shuyue these days.
He just wanted to use his son's hand to set some rules for Meng Shuyue.
From the beginning to the end, whether as a daughter-in-law or a brother-in-law, she looked down on Meng Shuyue, but she didn't expect that Shen Jinxiao, the brother who usually respected her very much, would turn against her because of that woman.
Song Shiyu, who was unaware of the situation, was still staring with clear and stupid eyes and asking, "Mom, what on earth is uncle talking about? We didn't see aunt at all when we went there, so how could we bully her? It's just that Meng Shuyue who is always acting up and bullying Sister Yanyan. Yesterday, he even cooked a table full of dishes and deliberately caused Sister Yanyan and Lin Shuang to be admitted to the hospital..."
Seeing her son foolishly telling everything, Shen Ting frantically winked at Song Shiyu, but it was of no avail.
Those words fell into Shen Jinxiao's ears word for word.
He took several deep breaths, as if he was suppressing his overwhelming anger.
Behind him, the Song family’s housekeeper got up in the middle of the night and appeared in the main house dressed.
Chen Jinxiao pointed at Song Shiyu and the man and woman huddled together on the bed and looked at the housekeeper, giving orders word by word to the housekeeper, "Starting tomorrow, these three people must cook twenty dishes for every meal every day. If they don't finish, they are not allowed to eat!"
As soon as the words fell, a cry of grief arose...
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