After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

Li Baojun didn't expect to see Su Chanjuan here, and there was a moment of confusion in his mind. When he reacted and wanted to close the door, it was already too late.

Su Chanjuan punched Li Baojun in the face with a fist, hitting the bridge of his nose directly.

A dull pain rushed to his forehead, and Li Baojun felt a fiery sour in his nose, and a stream of liquid came out of his nasal cavity uncontrollably.

He hurriedly touched it with his hand, which was bright red.

"Su Chanjuan, you are fucking crazy!" Li Baojun covered her nose and scolded her angrily.

Su Chanjuan didn't talk nonsense with him at all, her anger had reached its peak, and her eyes fell on Su Xiuhe, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, stunned and stunned. She raised her legs and headed into the room.

The old woman heard the movement and rushed out of the house. Seeing that Su Chanjuan was about to enter the door, she hurriedly said to Li Baojun, "Son, stop her quickly!"

Li Baojun was stunned when he was punched. After being reminded by his mother, he remembered to stop Su Chanjuan.

Otherwise, she rushes in, and it's a disaster.

But when Li Baojun wanted to intercept, Su Chanjuan had already come in. She was full of murderous intent, her eyes turned red, and she looked very scary.

Su Xiuhe couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly shrank to the edge of the sofa.

"Chanjuan'er, Juaner! What are you doing! Calm down, don't worry, talk to your mother!" The son couldn't stop it, and the old woman had to stop it. If Su Chanjuan ran into Xiu Hey, this is no joke.

She has to work hard to save her eldest grandson!

"Go away!" Su Chanjuan roared.

"Don't get excited, Juan'er, listen to me, listen to me!" The old woman held Su Chanjuan's wrist tightly, trying to stabilize her emotions.

Su Chanjuan saw the filthy things that this pair of sons and mothers did behind her back today. She was completely disgusted. She knew in her heart that this old woman was trying to restrain her, so she stopped talking nonsense to the old woman. He ruthlessly shook off the old woman's hand and walked towards Su Xiuhe.

In a blink of an eye, she was already in front of Su Xiuhe, with her hands on her hips, looking down at Su Xiuhe who was sitting on the sofa shivering.

"Sister..." Su Xiuhe subconsciously protected her stomach, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze an extremely ugly smile from her face, "Sister, don't be angry!"

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Su Chanjuan gave Su Xiuhe a loud slap when she waved her hand, and fell on the sofa.

Su Xiuhe let out a sharp cry of pain, clutching her aching cheeks, tears welling up in her eyes: "Sister, why did you hit someone?"

"Hit people? That's what I'm hitting! You black-hearted ripped shoe, you hooked up with men all over my head, didn't you? You shameless bastard, what did I do to you? You eat me Yes, drink mine, and slept with my man!" Su Chanjuan pointed at her nose, cursing in a nasty, unbearable manner.

"Juan'er, this has already happened, don't be angry, sit down and let's discuss it slowly!" The old woman had never seen Su Chanjuan get so angry before, and she didn't know what to do.

After all, what she and his son did was inauthentic and made Su Chanjuan a fool.

"Go away!" Su Chanjuan felt sick to her stomach when she saw this old face. "The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. You are a good son raised by an old man! You two mothers cheated on me together, and raised the baby outside behind my back!"