Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

"Stop, try to get one step closer!!"

As he spoke, Song Yaozu raised his hand and grabbed Mrs. Zhang's hair, threatening Song's father not to move again.

Father Song took a few steps back and looked at Uncle Song in the main hall. "Brother, are you just going to stand there and watch?"

"I, what can I do..."

Yaozu was obviously crazy. If he went over to him, he would just be asking for a beating. He is not stupid.

As for the old lady...

Yaozu just wanted a job. The old lady loved him the most, so she would definitely agree. If she didn't, she would just give her son a new job.

Song's father and mother also understood what Uncle Song meant.

Song's father felt a chill in his heart. It turned out that his eldest brother was so cold-hearted that he didn't care about the old lady's safety. At the same time, he also understood why Song Yaozu had become like this.

It's not that the old lady spoiled him, he was born like this, just like Uncle Song.

A deadlock was reached for a while.

But the room was not completely quiet. The child in the room kept crying and no matter how Aunt Song tried to comfort him, it was useless.

Although it cannot be said to be a magical sound, it is different for Song Yaozu, who cannot stand any stimulation.

The veins on Song Yaozu's forehead were throbbing, his back teeth were clattering, and he unconsciously gripped Mrs. Zhang's hand even harder. Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to make a sound.

Looking at his reaction, Song Youlin felt that Song Yaozu might be provoked to run into the house and do something to his nephew.

Not only Song Youlin, but also Song's father and eldest brother thought so. However, Song's uncle and Song Guangzong, who were standing behind Song Yaozu, could not see his expression and could not think so much.

Especially Song Guangzong, he thought that Song Yaozu just didn't want to return to the Northwest, and was grabbing the old lady to threaten Song's father to get a job, and he would not do anything to the old lady at all.

As a result, the next second, Song Yaozu felt that the string in his head... seemed to be broken.

He threw the old lady out, turned around and ran into the house, bumping into Song Guangzong.

Song Yaozu felt like there was a voice in his head telling him to throw the child out.

As long as you throw the child to the ground, the child will stop crying and his head will stop hurting.

Seeing that Song Yaozu actually lifted the child up, the aunt was so scared that she yelled at him to put the child down.

His aunt's shouting made him even more irritated, so he simply ran out with the child in his arms.

Uncle Song and Song Guangzong realized that something was not right, so they ran out. When they got out, they saw Song Yaozu holding the child high up and pretending to throw him to the ground.

"Song Yaozu!"

"You stop!"

The voices of the two men only made Song Yaozu look back at them, and then he was about to take action again.

Song Guangzong now only has this one precious son, and Zhu Qin has had another miscarriage, and it is not known whether she can give birth. She certainly cannot let Song Yaozu hurt his only child, and she can't care so much, so she tries to control Song Yaozu and snatch the child.

The eldest aunt chased out, and Old Mrs. Zhang also crawled over to help.

The yard suddenly became chaotic.

Song Yaozu had exhausted his health in the Northwest and had just gone mad, which consumed a lot of his energy. He was no match for Song Guangzong and Song's uncle, who were eager to protect their son, and Song Guangzong snatched the child away from him.

As soon as the child was in hand, he was taken by the aunt and ran into the house with the uncle.

When Song Guangzong saw that the child had been taken away, he let go of his hands and feet and hit Song Yaozu twice in the face.

Song Yaozu felt dizzy, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Old Mrs. Zhang turned around and looked at Song Yaozu again, feeling very distressed.

Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin who saw all this said, “…”

Song Yaozu had threatened her life and was ready to throw her great-grandson to death, and yet she still felt sorry for him...

He really deserves to be beaten and tortured. He is just asking for trouble.

Father Song was numb inside and felt nothing.

The neighbors who were watching the fun nearby were also shocked by the old lady's behavior.

No, they were not blind, they saw what Song Yaozu did, and yet... the old lady still wants to care about him?

Are you out of your mind?

Unlike the morning when the Zhu family came and there was a lot of noise, now apart from the crying of the child in the room and the words of concern from Old Lady Zhang in the courtyard, the people watching the fun didn't say a word...

They really didn't know what to say.

I just think there's something wrong with this family. It's really unlucky to live next to them.

In the past, they just had to be on guard against Old Madam Zhang and Auntie stealing their things, but now, they also have to be on guard against Song Yaozu, the psychopath.

They saw how Song Yaozu went crazy just now and wanted to throw his nephew to death.

This is fucking... They have children at home, and if Song Yaozu saw this, he would definitely throw their children against the wall.

This evildoer should go back to his hometown as soon as possible, where they will be safer.

"Dad, we have finished celebrating the New Year, let's go home."

Song Youhui didn't want to stay here any longer. Just a short while later, he felt more tired than when he was at work.

Father Song nodded expressionlessly.

He had said before that he was leaving, and now Song's father didn't want to say it again, so he just took his family out.

"Old Three, where are you going?"

Old Mrs. Zhang actually still has the energy to take care of them.

Mr. Song didn't answer and continued walking out.

"Third brother, you are not allowed to leave. Yaozu is already like this, and as his uncle, you should just give him the job.

Otherwise, what if he hits me again? I am your mother, you have to feel sorry for me."

Hearing such explosive words, Song Shuangshuang's anger rushed to her head.

What the fuck is this bullshit.

"Old lady, Song Yaozu just pulled your hair and pulled your brain out? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

He wants to beat you to death, so you ask my dad to give up the job? Why don't you ask my uncle?

Oh yes, just now Song Yaozu was pulling your hair and you couldn’t see what was behind you, but my uncle was not anxious at all, he was even watching the show from behind.

I still feel sorry for you, are you worthy of my dad's love?"

Considering that Song's father and mother were here, Song Shuangshuang didn't feel comfortable saying anything more unpleasant.

However, Song Shuangshuang didn't need to say the following harsh words, as the neighbors on both sides who were watching the fun spoke for her.

"Yes, old lady, we all know how you treated your third child. You have exploited your third child for so many years, and it's enough. What else do you want?"

"That's right. Why do you ask your third son for a job? If you care about your family's honor, why don't you let your eldest son retire early? It's only two years away. This way you can keep this grandson by your side and accompany you for two more years."

"Oh, that's right. Other families are not as lucky as you, Mrs. Zhang. To have a grandson as good as Song Yaozu, who is trying to find a job for himself, tsk tsk."

No matter how dumb Mrs. Zhang was, she could tell that her neighbor was mocking her.

She felt that Song Yaozu just saw that Song Shuangshuang was too excited and it was not intentional!

Seeing her child collapsed in the yard, she had to make a concerted effort to take over the job completely.