Chapter 315 The miserable woman
Chapter 315 The miserable woman
The Taifu naturally never expected that one day he would actually fall to the point where he would have to wash his mother's body himself.
He glared at her angrily and turned to walk to his mother's room. For the first time, he saw his mother from his wife's perspective, and she looked disgusted.
Seeing him walk in, she immediately looked at him fiercely, "You unfilial shrew, do you want me to have bedsores? Bah! It's fine that you can't give birth to a son. Now you're even dragging your feet in serving me."
"When my son comes back, I will talk to him about this! Who knows, those girls might have been born to other men, you shameless bitch."
Although the old woman is not in good health, she is very good at scolding people.
The Grand Tutor naturally didn't expect that when he usually saw his son, he would greet him with a smile and chat with him about everything, including family matters.
Why is it that whenever he sees this daughter-in-law, his expression changes completely?
When the master smelled that smell, he immediately couldn't help nausea. He really didn't expect that when his wife didn't take care of her, she would smell like this.
"You unfilial daughter-in-law, do you feel disgusted when you see me now? What's wrong with being disgusted? I disgust you. Why don't you come and change for me? If you don't, when my son comes later, I will ask him to divorce you!"
The old woman looked at her daughter-in-law fiercely, almost roaring. The wife served her three meals a day very well. Although the old woman was not in good health, her roar was very loud.
The Taifu suddenly felt his wife's body, and when he heard the roar, he was so frightened that his whole body stiffened and he couldn't help but move closer.
Although he was against it consciously, his body kept getting closer, and the subconscious in his mind made him get closer step by step.
The soul resisted countless times, but in the end it figured it out, after all, she was its own biological mother.
The master took a deep breath, held his breath, and lifted the quilt. He pooped miserably. Before he changed his clothes, he couldn't help vomiting.
"You bastard, you eat my son's food and use my son's things. How dare you look down on me? You are such a piece of shit!"
The old man cursed and swore, and if he was not satisfied or if he did not feel any pain, he would be kicked. That kick seemed to be full of force, and although it did not hurt, it was...
His mother...isn’t paralyzed?
"Mom...you don't have...you can leave, right?"
The master felt the kick just now. With the force of that kick, he could sit up and go to the toilet in the mobile toilet cleanly as long as someone supported him.
But she did this day and night... lying on the bed, with shit all over her clothes and pants!
In order to keep the elderly clean, we have to change the sheets and quilts every time!
He suddenly got angry and said angrily, "Mom, you can get up. Why do you still need to go to the toilet in bed? Do you like others to serve you so much?"
Hearing this, the old woman immediately became furious. It seemed that her daughter-in-law had never confronted him like this before.
"You unfilial shrew, how dare you accuse your mother-in-law like this. Someone, go and ask the master to come back. I want him to divorce this shrew!" The old woman roared arrogantly.
The Taifu didn't know what to do for a moment. If he was really divorced, where could he go with this body? For a moment, he was at a loss.
"Mother, I was wrong. I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again!"
The master suddenly felt so helpless. The man with an extremely honest body actually knelt down for her first, "Daughter-in-law, I'll change it for you. I'll change it for you."
At that moment, he actually had the urge to cry. Facing such a mother, he could only try his best to hold back the grievance in his heart.
"Hmph, I might as well tell you. Even if I can get up, so what? Do you know how much effort it takes to get up once? I just like to torture you. This is what you should do. As a daughter-in-law, you should fulfill your duty. Do you understand? This is your fate."
"Think back to the time when I served your great-grandmother. It was the same! She lay in bed like a madman for eight years, and I served her day and night. You can't miss out on any of the hardships I've gone through!"
The old woman watched him shed tears, bit by bit holding back her nausea as she cleaned his body, changed his clothes, pants, and bed sheets. This series of work took her half an hour.
The tutor had just changed and had not rested for half an hour when he urinated again.
Just repeat the work again.
The Grand Tutor looked at his wife, who was standing outside the door with her body on. He changed three or four times, sweating profusely, and his body became much more haggard.
Finally, the annoying old woman fell asleep. At that moment, the world seemed to be at peace.
But when I looked at the time again, it was already evening.
When he returned to the room, his wife had already eaten most of the meal, leaving only some leftovers for him.
He was angry and hungry, and roared angrily, "Damn it, you ate it without waiting for me."
"A woman shouldn't be at the table to eat. Leaving some for you is already the best I can do for you."
The woman leaned against his body, sitting freely in the yard, enjoying the spring breeze tonight.
I've been married to him for more than 30 years, and there has never been a moment as relaxing as this one.
She is either responsible for taking care of her parents-in-law and visiting them morning and night, or she is in charge of all the family affairs, supporting her husband and raising her children. She raised several children almost entirely by herself.
Every day, what my husband talks about most is which child has behaved badly.
Although he was the prince's teacher, he never educated the child well when he was young.
Even when she grew up, most of the time she would only give some guidance in the general direction, and she was the one who worried about the countless trivialities in life.
What he talked about most every day when he got home was that she had too much free time, while he himself was exhausted from dealing with state affairs every day!
Her husband never seemed to acknowledge her hard work, never showed any understanding, and just kept telling her how difficult it was.
"you……"
The master was so angry that he had a headache, but he was too hungry. He was not the master of this family now, but the person who was holding his body, who was actually his wife.
I had no choice but to wolf down the leftovers. But halfway through, I suddenly remembered the scene of my mother pooping her pants. It was so...
He actually vomited it all out again!
His wife, at this moment, was holding her body, but she seemed fine. She was still doing nothing in the yard, enjoying the breeze and the quiet time.
"Oh no, oh no, old lady, the Third Young Master got into a fight!"
The Grand Tutor had only one son, and the two older ones were daughters. The youngest one was born to a concubine. After the birth, the mother was killed and the child was kept by her side.
But this child had the same hot temper as his mother. At the age of seven or eight, he would fight at school every day.
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