I thought to myself, "My house is much bigger than Zhao Lihan's, and it's the main house. If I demolish it, his family won't be able to live there."

He had no choice but to compromise and said, "Okay! Go ahead and tear it down."

He sat on the ground and watched the workers remove the beams one by one, as if they were digging out his heart.

Huang Jinhua was very upset when she saw the dust rising from the demolition of the house, and she cursed in the yard.

"Zhao Sihai, you useless thing! They demolished your house and it landed on your head, and you didn't even say a word."

Zhao Sihai was already unhappy, and with Huang Jinhua's incessant chatter, the more he listened, the more annoyed he became, and he lost control of himself.

He stood up suddenly, rushed into his yard, and kicked Huang Jinhua.

"I told you to curse, and you broke up a good family. Get out of here, this is my home."

"You're just a wimp."

"If you curse again, I'll make you disappear from this house."

Huang Jinhua slapped her thigh and jumped up. "If you tell me to get out, I'll burn this house down."

Zhao Sihai slapped Huang Jinhua in the face: "You burned..."

Huang Jinhua covered her burning face, ran into the house, took out a torch, and stood in the yard to demonstrate.

Seeing this, Xia Wei ran out, grabbed Huang Jinhua's legs, and knelt on the ground begging.

"Mom, you can't do this. If you burn down the house, where are we going to live?"

"Xia Wei, don't worry. If this house burns down, you can just go back to live with your real father."

"My dad, he has no place to live either!"

Huang Jinhua pointed at Zhao Sihai and said, "He is not your biological father."