"Hey, Mom, why are you here?"

Song Yinong was extremely annoyed when he saw his mother.

If he had known this earlier, he would not have told Wen Lan the time and place of their divorce discussion.

"Why am I here? If I hadn't come, you would have given the money to outsiders!"

Jia Hudie is about to show off her unique quarreling skills.

"Wen Lan, tell me, are you an outsider?"

Butterfly put one hand on her waist and stomped her foot on the ground.

"Yes, of course I am an outsider."

Only when Wen Lan reached this point in her life did she give a perfect answer to this question.

In such a family, the daughter-in-law is a complete outsider.

She was proud to be an outsider and was glad that she was not one of them.

"I'll tell you the truth, Song Yinong. I was very sad when your family said I was an outsider."

"But gradually I realized that I was just an outsider."

"As for me, no matter how hard I try, no matter how low my standards are, I can never become one of yours."

"So, please don't be polite, and don't feel sorry for me."

"I beg you, just treat me as an outsider, thank you!"

Wen Lan smiled and bowed in greeting.

This made Jia Hudie confused.

She said this clearly to humiliate Wen Lan.

But why is the daughter-in-law's behavior different from what she expected?

"Okay, even if you are an outsider, then you..."

"No, even if it's not, I'm an outsider!"

Wen Lan confirmed again. When she interrupted, Jia Hudie forgot what she was going to say.

"Then you, oh, it's natural for women to do housework, why do you ask Nong Nong for money?"

Jia Hudie’s logic is self-consistent.

"Since you think it's natural for women to do housework, why don't you do it yourself?"

Wen Lan asked her back.

"I'm different from you!"

Jia Hudie defended herself proudly.

"I am indeed different from you."

Wen Lan thought of the past and lowered her head with a smile.

My mother-in-law used to brag about herself, saying that she looked like a snow-white and tender glutinous rice dumpling.

After going to the countryside, those "country people" all boasted that they were "beauties".

Since she is such a beauty, shouldn't she be pampered and superior to others?

At that time, Wen Lan felt that Jia Hudie was quite humorous.

They always talk about country people and say that others are migrant workers or outsiders.

Wen Lan still has no idea where this sense of superiority comes from.

"A woman like you, without a job and without a salary, has to work. That's your duty!"

Jia Hudie added.

"You're wrong. I have a job!"

"What do you do for a living?"

“Being a stay-at-home mom is my job!”

Wen Lan raised her voice, and every word sounded sonorous!

"My job is all year round, all day long!"

"My job requires me to work while sick and suffer from sleep disorders!"

“My job doesn’t pay, but I am valuable!”

Wen Lan glanced at her bad husband and evil mother-in-law with determination.

Damn it! This long time, this endless housework and childcare, every word is written with blood and tears.

Damn it! I've survived this kind of life, how could I be afraid of you?

"Wen Lan, don't get excited yet."

Song Yinong swiped his phone a few times, definitely searching for the keyword "housework compensation".

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, he decided to use both soft and hard tactics.

"Song Yinong, stop pretending to be a good person."

Wen Lan immediately exposed him.

"I have to say these words. I want to vent my anger!"

"I've said it, and I've let it go. Let's turn the page!"

"You don't need to say anything else, just pay the money. If you don't pay, it won't work!"

Wen Lan put a stop to all of Song Yinong's plans.

"I just searched for housework compensation. Ahem, how much do you want?"

Song Yinong was indeed making some small moves.

"If you recognize the value of a stay-at-home mother, then you can give her 20,000 yuan a year. But after marriage, the joint income must be divided equally. If someone doesn't give enough, you have to give enough."

"If you don't recognize the value I create, then I'll pay you the general wage for nannies, but I'll have to settle with you in stages."

Wen Lan had already made a plan, and every reaction of Song Yinong was within her plan.

"In stages? I don't understand."

Song Yinong was not confused at all. He was very smart and wanted to calculate the cost of divorce.

"If you don't understand, just ask. I will answer your questions now."

Wen Lan knew that he was petty, so she decided to settle the accounts so that he would have a clear idea of ​​the situation.

Jia Butterfly pulled a chair and sat down, and the lobby bar waiter asked her to order.

Seeing that she couldn't fool the man and fearing that her son would suffer, she gritted her teeth and ordered a cup of the cheapest black tea.

"I want to divide it into three stages: confinement nanny, childcare nanny, and babysitter. However, you have to calculate my overtime pay separately."

Wen Lan reported the list.

After Song Yinong's calculation, the nanny fees for these six years would cost more than 60 yuan.

Wen Lan nodded in agreement.

"Do you understand what my full-time labor is worth?"

The scumbag husband was calculating in his mind, so he kept quiet.

However, Jia Hudie was extremely unconvinced.

"Humph! You make yourself sound so great!"

"Wen Lan, you are a woman, and women are inferior to men. You have to serve the man's family! And you want money?"

"Waiter, add water!"

Jia Hudie bought a cup of black tea, and she wanted to drink all the boiled water in the hotel lobby.

"Ms. Jia, putting aside the precarious and soon-to-expire relationship between you and me as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, I..."

Having said this, Wen Lan didn't intend to save her face anymore.

"You what?"

Jia Hudie drank a bellyful of boiling water and was drooling.

"I'm so ashamed of you!"

"I'm so ashamed to be a woman like you!"

"I am really ashamed to have ever lived under the same roof with a woman like you who has no self-respect and no self-love!"

Jia Hudie understood the first two sentences.

Jia Hudie couldn't get around this last sentence for a while.

But no matter how uneducated she was, she could tell that what Wen Lan said was definitely not good.

"Nong Nong, help me scold her!"

Jia Hudie invited her son to take action.

But this scumbag husband Song Yinong was doing addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in his mind and had no time to help his mother quarrel.

"Wen Lan, I recognize the value of your labor."

Song Yinong felt that it was not cost-effective to pay Wen Lan a nanny fee.

Isn't it? He saved so much money on nanny fees over the years and used Wen Lan as an all-round nanny.

Now he has to pay out the money all at once, wouldn't that be a loss?

"Okay, then you transfer 12 yuan, and we will split the joint income equally after marriage."

Wen Lan always does what he says and is very straightforward.

"Can I use the 60 yuan I gave you at the police station to offset it?"

Song Yinong asked her cautiously.

This move by the scumbag husband was also within Wen Lan's budget.

"You mean, the compensation for the last time your parents beat me up?"

"Yep."

Song Yinong smiled.

"You can use it as a substitute! But I have conditions."

Wen Lan agreed immediately, paying the full 60 yuan without even stuttering.

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