Year 1983: I was a carpenter in Northeast China

Xu Bei, equally enraged, retorted, "Xu Dahong, if we're talking about bringing bad luck to people, who's worse than you? Not only did you kill my father at birth, but my brother and younger brother were definitely killed by you, your aunt!"

If the other person wasn't a woman, he would definitely have started hitting her!

Xu Dahong and the old lady never dreamed that Zhao Fengying and Xu Bei would go to such lengths to insult and expose each other's shortcomings.

"Mother, second brother, look! This is the wonderful wife you've been looking for, and the wonderful son you've raised!"

"Second brother, look at your wife and son! They dare to talk about your sister like that right in front of you. How can you expect them to help each other after Mother passes away?"

Xu Dashan was also surprised by how harsh their insults were. He had to admit that his sister's words were too much, but in his heart, he still leaned more towards his sister.

He stood up from the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his face contorted with rage as he pointed at Xu Bei and the others, yelling, "You damned old hag, and you little brat, how dare you talk like that! Apologize to Da Hong right now! Or don't blame me for beating you up!"

Zhao Fengying rushed straight up to Xu Dashan, "Go ahead and hit me! Hit me now! When your sister cursed me for killing so many people, you didn't say a word, and now you want us to apologize to her? Are you even a man?"

Xu Bei immediately stepped forward to protect his mother while also preparing to take action at any moment.

"Why should we apologize? If anyone should apologize, it should be Xu Dahong apologizing to my mother first!"

If Xu Dahong hadn't insulted my mother first, my mother, as my sister-in-law, wouldn't have said that!

But you, the second brother, are truly devoted to your siblings, your heart is completely biased!

My mom is unmoved when she's wronged, but she's fiercely protective of my younger sister!

Xu Juan, who had been standing quietly to the side, cried out in anger, "Dad, you're so biased! Why can my aunt say whatever hurtful things to my mom, but my mom and brother can't even say a few words back!"

Xu Dashan's face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead bulged, but at the same time he was speechless, choked by the words.

Old lady Xu Dahong was even more annoyed that even the usually quiet Xu Juan dared to speak so boldly.

"What a misfortune for our family, second brother! Are you just going to stand by and watch your sister be bullied?"

"Second brother, you're supposed to have a stable job, yet you can't even control your own wife and children!"

Unable to contain his anger, Xu Dashan roared, "You guys are all out of control! Especially you little brat, you have a perfectly good job but you insist on selling these broken stools! Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much trouble!"

"It's all your fault! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Then, he raised his hand as if to hit Xu Bei.

How could Xu Bei be so foolish as to just wait to be beaten? He grabbed Xu Dashan's wrist as he swung it and pushed him back.

Xu Dashan was forced to sit down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his eyes bloodshot with rage, losing all reason. "You little brat, you dare touch me! I'll beat you to death today!"

"So what if I touched you? I'm a grown man, do you think you can just hit me like that anymore?"

Xu Bei wouldn't tolerate Xu Dashan, his father.

When she was first reborn, she thought that it would be best if her mother was still alive and the family could get along harmoniously. But now it seems that it is impossible unless she keeps tolerating and being a pushover.

"Xu Dashan, you bastard, how dare you hit my son? I'll fight you to the death!" Zhao Fengying would rather be beaten herself than let her son be beaten, and immediately joined the fray without hesitation.

But the father and son quickly started fighting on the ground, giving her little chance to intervene.

The old woman sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and kept slapping her thigh, exclaiming, "Oh my god! A son beating his father! This is outrageous!"

"Zhao Fengying, aren't you going to do anything about your son? You're even taking sides! Do you think the Xu family has no one to rely on?"

Xu Dahong slid off the kang (a heated brick bed), not even bothering to put on his shoes, and tried to pull Zhao Fengying's hair.

Although Xu Juan was small in stature and not very healthy, she saw her father and brother fighting, and her grandmother and aunt were about to hit her mother, so she also unleashed her inner strength and started fighting with them.

In no time, the fight escalated from the east room to the outer room, and the battle was fierce.

Xu Dashan was old after all, and he was quickly knocked unconscious by Xu Bei's punch, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain. He lost the ability to resist.

Seeing this, Zhao Fengying quickly shook off Xu Dahong, who was clinging to her, and forcefully pulled Xu Bei away, saying, "Alright, son, stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

Xu Bei was also breathing heavily. Although he had some pain in his body, he felt very relieved.

After all, this is the first time in this life and the last that someone has laid a hand on their father.

Seeing his mother and sister with disheveled hair and loosened collars, he asked with concern, "Mom, Xiaojuan, where are you hurt?"

Zhao Fengying quickly said, "Mom is alright."

Xu Juan rubbed her arm as well. "Brother, I'm fine. But you, where does it hurt?"

Xu Bei was about to speak.

At this moment, Xu Dashan recovered, spat out a mouthful of rusty-tasting saliva, and cursed with a livid face, "Zhao Fengying, look at the beastly son you raised! He even beats his own father! What won't he dare to do in the future! And you all, even if you're not good enough, you shouldn't lay a hand on the old lady! Don't you have any sense of respect for elders and filial piety?!"

Zhao Fengying retorted without hesitation, "Xu Dashan, you were the one who started it! Otherwise, my son wouldn't have been able to fight back!"

And you, as a father, deserve a beating! You've always been biased towards those people from your hometown, and we all have to swallow our pride and act like slaves, letting them bully us and shit on our necks before you're satisfied!

Besides, if Xiaojuan and I just wait to be beaten, we'd be bullied to death!

The old woman sat on the ground, wailing, "Who's bullying whom here? She hits my father, my mother-in-law, and my sister-in-law, and she still thinks she's right? Second son, if you're going to stay with her and not get a divorce, even your mother will look down on you!"

Xu Dahong was also beaten in several places, and a lock of her hair was pulled out. She gritted her teeth and shouted angrily, "That's right! Second brother, you should divorce her right now! You're a worker, you can find me any kind of sister-in-law you want!"

Although Xu Dashan was furious, he never thought about divorce. After all, divorce was not a respectable thing in this day and age, and his three children were all grown up.

But now that things have turned out this way, it's really difficult to handle.

In particular, it wasn't just his son who hit him.

The daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law also got into a fight with their mother.

Zhao Fengying, a housewife who spends her days around the stove, has always been sharp-tongued but kind-hearted, and she values ​​her husband very much. But what happened today is too heartbreaking, sad, and disheartening.

She straightened her back and said defiantly, "Xu Dashan, your mother and sister have both said so, what exactly do you mean? Give me a straight answer! Don't be so hesitant and indecisive, it's not like you're a real man!"

Xu Bei and Xu Juan both looked at Xu Dashan, whose expression was constantly changing.