[Ugh, I opened the drain and there's so much hair and other mixed stuff down there. My drain's always acting up, could this be clogging it too? (Completely disgusted emoji.JPG)]

[Wow, the grout lines on the walls and floors get so dirty after just one coat of paint?! I thought it was just faded paint!]

[Stop talking! I saw someone say that blackening in the grout lines of tiles could be mold. No wonder my bathroom always smells musty, but I can't find where the mold is coming from. I even thought it was the smell coming from the toilet itself (facepalm emoji).]

[That's great! The show even had a home cleaning tips lesson at the end. Otherwise, I really don't want to think about it; I would have just left this house.]

[Wow, tea bags can actually remove odors! I need to change them every two days. I love drinking tea, so after I finish them, I dry them and hang them directly in the bathroom—perfect! No money required! ????乛?乛????]

[So citric acid can clean limescale? I'll return the cleaning product I just bought; citric acid is much cheaper now.]

[You need to pour hot water down the drain every month, that makes sense! And 84 disinfectant can remove the black stains from tile grout!! I'm going to buy some now! I'll buy it, mix it according to the instructions, cover it with plastic wrap and let it sit, and tomorrow I'll have all the mold clean!]

[Spraying a mixture of alcohol, essential oil, and water on walls and tile grout can inhibit mold growth. I happen to have some alcohol I had stockpiled that I haven't finished using yet.]

[Using a squeegee to wipe away water after showering can reduce limescale buildup! Order now!]

[You can even install odor-proof cartridges and filters on floor drains! That's brilliant! Changing the filter every few days reduces the cleaning hassle later!]

[You can even polish faucets with toothpaste?! I've learned something new, another money-saving household tip!]

[Cleaning agents are so dangerous! Mixing them can produce chlorine gas, which is highly toxic! I'm so scared!!!]

[Absolutely! Who would have thought that toilet cleaner containing hydrochloric acid would react with bleach to produce highly toxic chlorine gas? The housekeeping teacher was right: it's best to keep windows open and ventilated throughout the cleaning process. If there are no windows, turn on the exhaust fan. This could easily turn into a biological crisis!]

[I knew that! Hehe, there's an episode in a detective anime where they solved a locked room mystery using cardamom cleaning agent!!]

[Citrate acid needs to be rinsed thoroughly, otherwise it will corrode the glaze of ceramics. I used to clean with my bare hands, but it's definitely necessary to have a pair of gloves on hand. All these things seem very dangerous (fearful emoji).]

When the results came out, Yao Wenle's face darkened. He was covered in sweat, even his back was soaked, but the score was still unsatisfactory.

Just as Yao's mother was about to comfort him, Yao's father said with a mocking smile, "I told you not to come out and embarrass yourself! You only got a few points, it's utterly shameful! With so many people watching, don't even think about it, you're just a good-for-nothing..."

Yao's mother looked unwell, her body trembling with fear, yet she still tugged at her husband, whispering, "We're still outside. If you want to discipline Lele, go home and close the door. Don't talk about the child here; she's taller than you already..."

Yao Wenle's eyes reddened, and anger filled his chest. Before coming, he had done his research, watched various courses, and filled a notebook with notes. He knew all the knowledge points, but his father, that person, clearly didn't understand anything, yet after the competition started, he tried to overturn his arrangements.

He only had an hour, and he really didn't want to argue with that guy because time was tight and the task was important. But it seemed that his concessions allowed the guy to regain control and use seemingly reasonable but actually nonsensical words to interfere with him and his mother.

I clearly said that wiping the mirror with newspaper is faster and cleaner because it leaves no water stains. But this person, who wouldn't even pick up a fallen oil bottle, actually claims to know how to do housework and even wants to give pointers to him, who has theoretical knowledge, and his mother, who has rich practical experience.

It was clearly this guy who dragged us down and got a low score in the competition, yet he started shirking responsibility, blaming him for signing up, and blaming him and his mother for not listening to him.

If he didn't want to, why did he even come? Why not just let him give up sooner? Why did he have to come and cause trouble, just like before, interfering in my life, and then blaming all the mistakes on him before leaving?

Yao Wenle sneered. What was he expecting? Why would he have any expectations of this kind of person? Was he hoping that the diluted blood ties would guarantee that the other person wouldn't harm him or ruin his life?

"Enough!"

Yao's father was suddenly interrupted, his face darkened, and his expression turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Yao's mother's heart skipped a beat. Seeing so many people around, she was afraid that Yao's father would beat Yao Wenle in public. She quickly stood between Yao Wenle and Yao's father, using her small body to shield Yao Wenle.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

"Lele, let's talk about it when we get back. There are so many people around, don't argue with your dad."

Yao Wenle looked at his mother, who was holding his hand and whose eyes were full of pleading and worry. He closed his eyes and raised his head.

A hot-tempered good-for-nothing, someone who thinks he's doing it for his own good but tries to convince himself to compromise with that good-for-nothing—his life is absolutely awful! This world is truly awful!

Sometimes he really wanted to ask why she didn't divorce that good-for-nothing, why she didn't run away when she was beaten and bullied, and how he would have become that good-for-nothing's son if she had divorced him earlier.

Yes, he's a good-for-nothing too. A big good-for-nothing begets a little good-for-nothing, a whole family of good-for-nothings.

But she has a job, she's capable, and she earns more money than this good-for-nothing. Why should she be inferior to him? Just because her family isn't as wealthy as his, does that mean that even if she's capable and can earn money, she has to be treated like a slave in this family, even if she gets beaten?!

This good-for-nothing is clearly a useless person who relies on his grandparents. His job was bought with money by his parents. He hasn't been promoted or received any awards in all these years, and he has poor interpersonal relationships. Yet, he still has the audacity to belittle his mother at home and look down on her because she earns more money.

He was really sick; he felt completely unable to understand anything, and everything around him was eerie and terrifying.

"You're the real loser! You can't even support your family! You're a henpecked husband and a bully at home! Your job was bought with your parents' money! All these years, all the neighbors have bought new houses, but we're still living in this dilapidated old company compound, you good-for-nothing! You're a piece of trash raised by my mother! What are you capable of! I'm a loser, I admit it, but what are you, the one who gave birth to me! Every major item in our house was bought by my mother, you despised person! I'm a loser, and it's because of you that I can't go to school! My low competition score, isn't it because you're a loser, incapable of doing anything right?! You're just a loser! You..."

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sent Yao Wenle's boiling blood slowly freezing. He turned his head, staring fiercely at his father.

He'd had enough. He didn't want that anymore. He didn't want this guy to control his life again. He wanted to make his own decisions. Even if he didn't have a good life, even if he was poor and died far from home, he wanted to have his own life.