Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

"Damn it, that little brat, he's really got too big for his britches! He dared to leave a note and run off to work in Wucheng without my permission! I'll teach him a lesson when he gets back!"

As soon as Su Yue opened the door, a stench hit him. The trash can in the room and kitchen had been rotting for who knows how long. His already depressed mood, which had been ruined by losing five hundred yuan playing cards that day, worsened.

In 06, the average monthly salary of an ordinary office worker in a small county town was around one thousand yuan. Losing half of that salary in one go explains why he looked so pale as soon as he got home.

This family is used to being lazy and good-for-nothing. Usually, Su Yifeng, who lives under their roof, is the one who cleans the house. Now that they've been gone for more than ten days, no one has taken out the trash for more than ten days!

Su Yue forced himself to stand up and went to the overflowing trash can. He used a broom to press the trash can down a bit, put the plastic bags around the trash can inside, and then picked up the flimsy, rickety trash bag.

This process was repeated until eight large bags of garbage were collected.

After doing all this, Su Yue went to his son's room, and without knocking, he pushed the door open and entered, his anger burning.

"Didn't I tell you these past few days to take out the trash when you have time? Why is it still here?! What the hell are you doing?! You can't even do this simple thing right, what use are you to me?!"

The boy sitting on the bed in the room, with a yellow haircut and a small build, who looked like a mouse, was startled.

His name is Su Qiu, he is sixteen years old, he scored 100 points in nine subjects in the high school entrance examination, and he is currently a first-year student at a nursing school.

Su Qiu was furious that his good time had been interrupted. Damn it, he always believed in a certain principle.

That is

Even if you're my father, you still need my permission to control me!!!

Otherwise, even if you were the King of Heaven himself, it wouldn't matter! I'm just that unrestrained and love freedom...

"I can collapse whenever I want, or not collapse whenever I want, it's none of your business! When you ask for a favor, you don't even know how to be humble! This garbage isn't just mine, didn't you throw it away?"

"That bookworm used to take out the trash, but now that he's gone, he's ordering me around! If you're so capable, why don't you hire a maid?!"

Su Qiu vented all his anger over the failed takeoff on Su Yue.

What the hell? Just because you're my dad doesn't mean you're all that! It's just a title! As long as I don't acknowledge you, you're just my blood-related dad, not my real dad!

In other words, Lao Tzu can also be your blood father!

Because I don't acknowledge you, you're not my father, but since we're related by blood, I am your father!

No, I don't want a stupid son like you!

Su Yue's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his shoulders trembling slightly.

Seeing his biological son Su Qiu showing absolutely no respect, Su Yue was so angry he was practically fuming.

"You beast! Say it again if you dare!" he roared.

"I am a beast, and what are you? A beast's son!" Su Qiu, who was thin and looked like a rat, stood on the bed and looked down at Su Yue with disdain in his eyes.

"Good! Good! Good!" Su Yue nodded emphatically and said "good" three times, clearly acknowledging his father's opinion.

"I'll beat you to death today!"

As he spoke, he turned and went to the living room to find a suitable tool to teach this disrespectful beast a lesson!

"Come on! If you don't beat me to death today, I won't have you as my son!" Su Qiu shouted defiantly.

While searching for a suitable tool in the living room, Su Yue stumbled and almost fell to the ground. "That beast!" Without any hesitation, he grabbed the broom he had just used to sweep the floor and angrily headed back to his room.

Su Qiu wasn't stupid. When he saw that his "son" Su Yue had actually found a broom handle that was thicker than his wrist, he immediately gave his "son" the middle finger without hesitation, slammed the door shut, and locked it from the inside.

click-

boom! boom! boom!

"Su Qiu, don't hide in there and stay silent! I know you're in there! If you're so capable, then don't ever come out. If you're so capable, then steal another man..."

Sorry, wrong channel.

"You're so capable of wanting to be my father, but you're not so capable of opening the door!"

"I don't have a son like you, you beast! If you're so capable, open the door yourself. I'm not opening it. Do you really think I'm stupid?"

"I should have smashed you against the wall back then. How could I have given birth to such a beast?"

"Recalling the glorious past? Stop bragging! Old man, can you even fight now? I see you've gone through several bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Pills in your room, but you still have a whole box of condoms. I feel so sorry for my mother!"

This is what Su Qiu saw when he tried to sneak into the master bedroom to steal money.

"Fuck your mother!" Hearing this, Su Yue finally couldn't hold back anymore and revealed the fact that he was powerless to do anything about it.

"..."

The father and son were passionately displaying their filial piety, but the house wasn't soundproof, and the neighbors above and below were eating watermelons.

For the past ten days or so, this family has been arguing almost every day, but today the argument was particularly intense.

Su Yifeng used to do all the chores, but now he's secretly gone out to work. The family, which was already lazy, is naturally full of conflicts, and they can easily explode at the slightest spark.

After a while, both father and son were hoarse from cursing, and their anger subsided after venting their frustrations.

But if he just let it go like this without teaching his stupid son a lesson, Su Yue would feel embarrassed. He was now in a bit of a dilemma.

at this time

"Click—" Hearing the sound of the living room door opening, Su Yue breathed a sigh of relief; a way out had been found.

Wang Xuemei had just closed the door and changed her shoes when she walked in, humming a song and seemingly in a good mood. She saw five large bags of trash at the door and Su Yue blocking the doorway with a broom. Before she could even ask what was wrong...

Then she heard her son Su Qiu's voice coming from inside the tightly closed door.

"Old man, you're no good anymore? Come on, try and insult me! Let's battle three hundred rounds and see who's the real father and who's the real son!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuemei was immediately speechless. Knowing her husband and son's temperament well, and considering the five bags of garbage at the door and her husband Su Yue holding a broom, she knew exactly what had happened.

She immediately frowned and yelled, "What the hell are you two doing?! Are you trying to turn the world upside down?!"

"Wife, discipline your son!"

"Mom? Look at this old woman!"

"Alright, stop arguing! I'm going to take out the trash! You guys calm down!"

After saying that, Wang Xuemei took the trash and went out.

……

Ten minutes later, watching the two complaining to each other, Wang Xuemei said to her husband, Su Yue, "How old are you! Why are you arguing with a child! He's only sixteen, not even an adult yet! Can't you just talk to him nicely when you ask him to take out the trash!"

"I..." Su Yue opened his mouth, but was interrupted before he could speak.

"What do you mean, 'what are you saying!'" Wang Xuemei glared fiercely at Su Yue, who immediately dared not say anything more. Seeing this, Su Qiu immediately raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Su Yue.

"Alright, son, you should be more mature now. I made some money playing mahjong today, and tomorrow is the 18th. Honey, remember to go to the bank and withdraw five thousand yuan in cash. We'll go out for dinner together as a family later."

"Now that Su Yifeng is no longer a burden in our family, and once his inheritance is handed down, we can go out to eat more often. Let's think about the future and stop arguing about these trivial matters."

At this point, the family's expressions visibly improved. Clearly, the three of them had already considered Su Yifeng's inheritance as their own after more than ten days.

The previous generation did indeed achieve this, but of course, they also died a terrible death, bleeding to death one cut at a time by Su Yifeng.

The family of three was all together, neat and tidy.

As mentioned earlier, Su Yifeng will not bring the grudges from his previous life into this one, since he has already avenged himself.

But all of this is on the condition that... you don't mess with him.

It's obvious that this family is once again dancing on the red thread of self-destruction in this life...

……