My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 592 has directly gone bad!

Chapter 592: 592 has directly gone bad!

Zhao Honghua regained her senses and scratched Chen Jiefang’s face with a swipe of her claws.

"Pah!"

"Shameless old man, what business does a man with the surname Hua have with my family’s pigs?"

Chen Jiefang was caught off guard and let out a startled cry, "Zhao Honghua, have you lost your mind!"

As he spoke, he swung his arm, flinging Zhao Honghua aside.

Chen Ziqiang hurriedly supported his mother, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

Not a word came out.

Chen Jiefang, clutching the nail marks on his face, hit back with an accusation.

"Zhao Honghua, how have you turned into such a shrew? Look at yourself, do you even look like a woman, daring to hit the head of the household. What won’t you dare to do..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Honghua spat in his face with a "Pah!"

"Go to hell with your head of the household, my family only has me and Ziqiang. You count for nothing, the pigs at home have nothing to do with you, and if you dare to covet them, I’ll scratch you again."

Having always been a meek person, apart from letting off steam previously with the divorce dispute with Chen Jiefang, she seldom ever spoke loudly.

Now utterly disgusted, she lashed out in a heat of anger.

Chen Ziqiang was taken aback, a bright light flashing in his eyes.

Had his mother taken a stand?

Chen Ziqiang kept his emotions in check.

He glanced expressionlessly at Hua Xing.

Then he looked at Chen Jiefang, "My mother is right, we have been taking care of the pigs at home with all our hearts, they have nothing to do with you."

"If you are not convinced, let’s go to the Brigade Department and talk it over with the Captain."

Chen Jiefang’s face flushed with anger at his son’s rebuke.

"That’s unfilial!" he scolded angrily.

"Dad, you must be joking," Chen Ziqiang scoffed vaguely, "It’s said that with a kind father comes a filial son. Isn’t it normal for a son not to be filial when the father is not kind?"

He simply gave up defending himself.

Zhao Honghua retorted, unsatisfied, "Who says you’re unfilial? You came from my womb, if I say you’re filial, then you’re filial. Why bother with those useless people?"

Seeing his mother curse up a storm, Chen Ziqiang was at a loss for words.

Compared to his irresponsible father, he felt more pity for his hardworking mother.

After all, his father losing a bit of face from being cursed wouldn’t hurt him. He decided to let it go and pretend he was deaf.

Hua Xing was completely perplexed by the fierce reaction from Zhao Honghua and her son.

Seeing Chen Jiefang so enraged yet powerless against them, she cursed him inwardly as useless.

She really had been blind!

Chen Jiefang took several deep breaths, his gaze at Zhao Honghua and Chen Ziqiang filled with dissatisfaction.

"I still hadn’t left the family when those pigs were being raised."

Hua Xing had grumbled a lot, and he felt that divorcing Zhao Honghua had been a huge loss for him.

It used to be fine when there wasn’t much at home, but now with over two hundred earned from selling pigs, that was a significant sum of money. Who wouldn’t be tempted?

He wasn’t wrong; he was just greedy like any normal person would be!

Chen Jiefang reassured himself and, unabashedly tearing off the pretense, declared, "Let’s go to the Captain then. I’m your father, and if you don’t take care of me, that’s unfilial. Even the Captain can’t deny that."

He was acting like a pig unafraid of scalding water.

Zhao Honghua saw that this wretched man utterly disregarded his son’s reputation, gasped with anger, and nearly fainted.

Chen Ziqiang had no expectations of his father, so he didn’t feel much disappointment.

Before the mother and son could speak, suddenly a sneeze sounded from behind.

"Achoo!!"

The tense atmosphere fell suddenly silent.

Yu Feiyang and a few other educated youths unexpectedly appeared around the corner.

Chen Ziqiang and the others seemed not to expect anyone to be there, all taken aback.

"What are you doing here—" Chen Jiefang spoke angrily.

Though he wasn’t concerned with his own reputation, he cared about appearances, particularly in front of outsiders.

Yu Feiyang quickly offered a sheepish explanation.

"Really sorry, fellow villagers, we didn’t mean to offend intentionally, it’s just that we couldn’t wait any longer to return to the youth spot.

We haven’t finished our tasks for the afternoon yet, and we can’t afford any delays."

Those words were loaded with information.

They all heard it!

Chen Jiefang’s face turned from dark to blue, his murky eyes flashing red, clearly enraged.

Chen Wanwan wasn’t the least bit scared, instead she stared at him with a look that said more than words ever could.

She uttered a meddlesome, fair comment.

"I’ve heard that Comrade Chen never takes care of his home, and even started a new family with Comrade Hua, coveting his ex-wife’s property. What kind of man does that..."

Speaking, she frowned, "I really don’t understand. Logically, Comrade Chen Ziqiang is your only son, so rather than help him out, you shouldn’t be eyeing that bit of money, right? Isn’t that a bit too petty?"

Having said what she’d been holding in for half a day, Chen Wanwan felt the frustration in her chest dissipate.

Damn it, heaven knows how uncomfortable she’d felt holding that in all day.

Chen Jiefang stood frozen.

He hung his head, evidently deep in thought.

Yu Feiyang saw Chen Wanwan’s bluntness had once again offended the locals and he couldn’t help but hold his forehead in exasperation.

He cleared his throat, "Sorry, the young intellectual did not mean any harm."

Through the days trying to get along with brigade members, he had repeated this phrase countless times and had grown accustomed to it.

Chen Wanwan was not convinced, "What did I do wrong, I didn’t say anything incorrect..."

Yu Feiyang felt a headache coming on and signalled Zhu Lan with his eyes to take her back to the youth spot first.

He really didn’t want to have the slightest friction with the brigade members, but things weren’t under his control.

Zhu Lan pulled Chen Wanwan toward the youth spot, and the other youths quickly followed suit.

Chen Jiefang, wanting to save face after his shortcomings were exposed by the youths, suddenly lost the desire to demand money.

He grabbed Hua Xing’s arm and, without giving Chen Ziqiang a glance, left with a dark face.

Zhao Honghua didn’t have much faith in that man’s character, her face clouded with worry.

"Your dad won’t give up easily, right? He won’t come back again, will he?"

She wasn’t afraid of Chen Jiefang coming back; what she feared was that the deadbeat would tarnish Ziqiang’s reputation and affect his chances of getting married.

Chen Ziqiang was very composed, "Let him come if he wants, it’s no big deal, I’m here, don’t worry, mom."

The Hua Family’s men coveting the Chen Family’s money? Dream on!

Chen Jiefang might be his biological father, but that was all the more reason he couldn’t do anything to him.

However, he could go find the people of the Hua Family.

If they couldn’t control their own man, he could at least speak to the head of the household... That couldn’t be wrong, right?

Zhao Honghua had no idea her son had inadvertently become a dark horse.

With someone to lean on, she felt more confident.

"Mm, I’m relieved with you here."

-

At the Lin Family.

Li Xiuli had no idea that not long after she left, that scumbag Chen Jiefang had gone to demand the money meant for raising pigs from her good friend.

At that moment, she was excitedly counting her own money.

"Tangtang’s dad, I’ve got one hundred and twenty here, what about you?" Li Xiuli, with a glow on her face, asked.

Her face, which had been nourished with skin cream for several months yet still showed signs of hardship, was flushed with excitement.

Lin Lu replied, "I have one hundred twenty-two and six cents."

After swiftly doing the math in his head, he announced a figure.

"For two pigs, the total is two hundred forty-two and six cents."

When that number was revealed, the Lin Family was shocked.

Zhou Mei exclaimed, "More than two hundred for two pigs? That’s quite the profit."

Lin Qingshui nodded in disbelief, his expression incredulous.

"Yes, in the past we couldn’t even save fifty in a year, and now two pigs sold for two hundred."

Whimpering...

Suddenly, making money seemed not so difficult after all.