Fast-forward to the era of cannon fodder

After eating and drinking, Yuanchun said to Lin Baoshan, "I am pregnant now, and I am not used to the food in the cafeteria. Forget about transferring the food account. Come back at noon and cook for me."

Lin Baoshan's expression twisted, "Sun Yuanchun, what do you want? I've admitted my mistake and apologized, can't you just live your life like before?"

"Just like before, I serve you like a master every day?" Yuanchun jumped up, slapped him in the face, and said coldly, "You shameless gigolo, I served you well and you got bad habits. Now I'm pregnant, you still want to be a master?"

"Sun Yuanchun, you, you don't want to live with me anymore?"

Lin Baoshan glared at her angrily, "Don't think I really don't dare to hit you, I..."

clap clap clap...

He was slapped several times.

Yuanchun sneered, "Go ahead and hit me, come and hit me, what's wrong, you can't pretend anymore? I knew that you only said you were nice to me before, but it was just empty talk. In fact, you didn't have me in your heart at all, otherwise you wouldn't have watched me work so hard every day for half a year after marriage, and you didn't even lend a hand. You are a gigolo, you eat gigolo, and you dare to be so tough, you are a shameless man who deserves a beating."

After beating up the scumbag, Yuanchun felt much better.

Lin Baoshan was beaten so hard that his whole body was in pain. He wanted to fight back, but Yuanchun was fast and strong, and he was hit down by Yuanchun as soon as he raised his hand.

Lin Baoshan scolded her angrily, "Sun Yuanchun, it's obviously you who pretended. You pretended to be gentle and virtuous. Now that you're pregnant, you don't pretend anymore. You shrew, if you don't want to live anymore, then we'll get divorced."

I wanted to scare Sun Yuanchun with divorce.

He knew that Sun Yuanchun had been feeling insecure since she lost her parents and wanted a warm home, so he said this deliberately to make sure that Sun Yuanchun would not divorce.

Papapapa, Yuanchun slapped him a few times. "Damn it, I let you live and eat for free for half a year, and you want a divorce just like that? You want a divorce? Pah... You're just dreaming."

The original owner's wish was to divorce.

But Yuanchun didn't want to let the scumbag off easily.

Even if she wants to divorce, she wants the scumbag to be ruined.

And that mistress, don’t expect to have an easy life either.

Before Lin Baoshan married her, he had an affair with his mistress. Every weekend when Lin Baoshan went back to the countryside for a rest, he would meet with his mistress in secret.

Lin Baoshan gave all his salary to Mrs. Lin, but took twenty yuan from the original owner every month. How did he spend this money when he was the original owner's supervisor for everything from food, drink, defecation, urination and clothing?

The original owner was simple and had never thought about this, but Yuanchun was smart. After going over these memories, she guessed that all the money was given by Lin Baoshan to his mistress.

So, if you want to get a divorce easily, it’s impossible.

……

The next day, the three-day deadline given to Lin Baoshan was up.

Lin Baoshan couldn't come up with so much money and wanted to cheat Yuanchun, but Yuanchun beat him up. Then she took him to the factory accountant and paid him a year's salary in advance.

If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to advance so much salary, but Yuanchun was the only daughter of the hero Sun Hongwei, and she also had the favor of selling her work quota to the factory director's youngest son. As long as the factory director nodded, no one else would stop her.

Yuanchun took Lin Baoshan's annual salary and walked out of the accounting department with a smile. Then she said to Lin Baoshan, "Lin Baoshan, I have supported you for half a year. Ten yuan a month for food expenses is sixty yuan. In addition, I gave you pocket money for the past six months, which is about one hundred and twenty yuan. In addition, I bought you clothes and leather shoes... It also cost nearly one hundred and twenty yuan. So, you still owe me one hundred yuan."