Chapter 2

As soon as she entered, she saw her balding father, a cigarette dangling from his lips, engrossed in playing mahjong with three middle-aged, greasy men. "Old Qi, is the food ready? I'm starving! Bring it over to me now!"

Who is Lao Qi? Lao Qi is Fu Le's mother, a traditional woman who puts her husband first and obeys her son after his death. Even though she is just a girl, after Lao Fu died, her mother only listened to her.

Thinking of Old Fu, who died at the mahjong table in his previous life, Fu Le felt a burning hatred. He took a few deep breaths to calm his agitated emotions for a second.

Damn it! I can't stand it! I absolutely can't stand it!

She'd made up her mind: today, she was going to wreak havoc in her dreams!! Go for it! That's it!!

Fu Le entered the hall and strode towards the west room with an air of indifference, where her father had bought a mahjong table specifically for playing cards.

The thick secondhand smoke was so pungent it made my lungs hurt; the entire two-story building was practically filled with the stench of these smokers.

These smokers, having nowhere else to go, stayed at the Fu family's house for four years until Fu Le was admitted to university and dragged his mother along to accompany him. Only then was Fu's mother finally freed from the misery of cooking for four gamblers every day.

Old Fu is a strange guy. With just his silver tongue, he's managed to make a bunch of cronies. Every time he earns a little money, he spends it all on gambling and meals. All the good food and drinks end up in the mouths of his cronies, while his wife and kids only get leftovers.

Thinking of the days when she and her mother ate leftovers every day, Fu Le wished she could fight Old Fu to the death!

What angered Fu Le the most was that starting from the third year of junior high school, these three bastards stayed at her house because they had nowhere else to go. They played cards until three or four in the morning every day. The floorboards weren't soundproof, so the banging never stopped. She couldn't get any rest and was dozing off every day. That's how she got into No. 2 Middle School, but lost her dream of getting into No. 1 Middle School.

Now it's the second year. Fu Ma cooks their meals, and washes all their clothes except their underwear. Every now and then, they bring prostitutes over to stay overnight. Her mother even helped take care of one of the prostitutes during her postpartum period. All of this was done by her traditional, hardworking mother, just because of what her father said to his cronies, "My wife is virtuous, none of you are!"

For the sake of being 'virtuous', her mother worked herself to the bone at the age of forty, looking like she was in her fifties. Her mother was a truly bizarre character, willing to endure such unwarranted hardship, which led to Old Fu's endless antics in the latter half of his life.

But these bastards ended up setting a trap for her husband, making him a guarantor for over a million yuan.

Not long after she became the guarantor, Lao Fu died at the gambling table. By then, she had graduated from junior college and started working. She had some money and rented a house off campus. Debtors would come to her house to cause trouble from time to time, and her house was smashed up. When she found out, she took Fu's mother and left.

Perhaps she was too tired when she was young, because her mother passed away when she was thirty, and she was left without a home.

Even knowing he was dreaming, Fu Le was driven almost crazy by the negative emotions of wanting to devour Old Fu alive.

Gritting his teeth, Fu Le went in and saw Old Fu, who had been dead for many years, and froze for a few seconds.

"Hey, your niece's back! Old Fu, aren't you going to treat your niece to some red wine or something? Niece, your dad's on a winning streak today, he's won a ton of money, go ask him for some red wine." Old Fu's mahjong partner said with a grin, his squinty eyes giving Fu Le a once-over, as if assessing the value of some commodity.

"What do you mean by dividends, you little kid? Lele, go and urge your mom to hurry up, Dad's starving, and your uncles need to eat too." Old Fu picked up his cards without turning his head.

"Did those uncles give us money for our meals? A boxed lunch costs five yuan on the street now, so it would be fifteen yuan for three uncles. Did they give us any?" Fu Le skipped over Old Fu and started criticizing him on the spot.

"Hey, this little girl, she's quite the money-grubber. What, Uncle Jiang wants money to eat at your house? We've been staying here for so long, and your dad has never asked us for money. Don't you know what kind of relationship we have with your dad?" Old Jiang, with a bald head, squinted and smiled as he smoked a cigarette.

"What kind of relationship? Free food and drink, shameless relationship! A relationship of eating and drinking to death, an old geezer's relationship!!! You killed my dad and worked my mom to death! And you still dare to talk about relationships with me! I'll curse your great-uncle's great-aunt!! Give me all the money!!" Fu Le was like a mad lion, rushing over and grabbing all the money from the gambling table drawer. Before anyone could react, he stuffed all the gambling money into his pocket, panting with rage.

"Fu Le, what's wrong with you today? You have no manners at all!" Old Fu got angry, stood up abruptly, knocking over the chair with a loud bang.

"I'll get even more rude! Just you wait!!" Fu Le turned and rushed upstairs.

"Hey, Lao Fu, don't blame me for saying this, but your girl really lacks manners. You need to teach her early, or she'll grow up and won't listen to anyone, and she'll do something stupid, and then you'll have nowhere to cry." The bald man surnamed Jiang was implying something, but Lao Fu didn't catch it.

He waved his hand and sat down noisily, "Hey, it's all because her mother spoiled her. Don't mind her, don't mind her. Let's play cards, let's play..." Only then did Old Fu realize that his girl had taken all the money.

It's a little funny.

If there's one redeeming quality about Lao Fu, it's that he's incredibly devoted to his daughter; he can't bear to hit her no matter what she does wrong.

"Old Fu, we've run out of money, how are we going to play? Why don't you go ask your wife for some? She made a lot of money selling sausages yesterday, enough for you to play for three days," another Xu Wang, who was missing a front tooth, reminded him with a grin.

After looting the house from upstairs, Fu Le rushed downstairs and found the rake that his mother used to clean the pigsty in the yard. As soon as he came in, he heard that these bastards were eyeing his mother's hard-earned money again, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

"You son of a bitch, I'll fuck your great-grandfather!!! Take this!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? Fu Le, Fu Le... Awooooo... Fu Le, Fu Le... Awooooo... Ugh..." Er Laizi covered his head and ran all over the house, but he couldn't escape that rake that smelled of pig manure...

"Fu Le, stop right now! What are you doing? Fu Le!!!"

"Old Fu, what a fine daughter you've raised! She has absolutely no manners! Pull her away!"

"I'll fuck your grandpa!! You three dogs have been living at your grandma's house for a year, eating your grandma's food, living at your grandma's house, and you even have your grandma do your laundry and cook for you! I'll curse your ancestors' graves!! You ill-mannered dogs! Mangy dogs! Dog-skin plasters! Get the hell out of here! Get out!!! Or I'll kill you, ahhhhhh..." Fu Le used modern methods of madness, going so far as to leave people with nowhere to go, pissing their pants in fear.

Old Fu was stunned, watching his gentle daughter carrying a pig manure rake and beating his three dog friends, sending them running around the house in disarray.

The three grown men weren't weak; they were afraid that if they fought, Old Fu would kick them out and they'd have nowhere to live. Old Fu was a scoundrel, but that didn't mean he had no sore spot. In the end, his daughter was his only sore spot.

Hearing the commotion outside, Fu's mother thought Fu Le was fighting with someone. When she rushed over with a spatula, she saw her daughter chasing her husband's three mahjong friends out. Her daughter, like a cannon, rushed up to the second floor and stood on the second-floor balcony, throwing the luggage of the people upstairs one by one, attracting all the neighbors to come and watch the excitement.

Feeling ashamed, the three cronies found their belongings and ran away, while the neighbors pointed and gossiped, mostly criticizing Fu Le for being ill-mannered and lacking in manners.

"If anyone says I have no manners again, I wish your whole family will have freeloaders every day, and I wish your entire family will have to take care of men during their postpartum period for two years!!"

Neighbors: ...

"Has Fu Le gone mad? Even in this state, her parents don't punish her? How spoiled have they become?"

"This girl has been fierce since she was little, and her parents spoiled her rotten, tsk tsk..."

"Those guys are all Old Fu's drinking buddies. They've been eating and living at Old Fu's house for over two years. This girl is making such a fuss because she can't take it anymore. It's easy for you to talk when you're not in her shoes. Why don't I come live with you? You can serve me?"

"I'll serve your third uncle, get out!"

...

While there was much discussion outside, the Fu family enjoyed an eerie silence, as if the storm had passed.

This silence ended when Fu Le went downstairs.

“Fu Le, let me tell you, your behavior is extremely rude, you know that? Your Uncle Jiang and the others have been my friends for many years…” Seeing his daughter come downstairs with a gloomy face, Old Fu felt a little embarrassed, but thinking about her impolite behavior, he felt that he had an obligation to educate her, so he started to say something.

"Shut up! Old Fu, let me tell you, I'm your only daughter. If you two can't manage this household, then I'll take over! If either of you dares to let a fourth person into the house to eat, drink, and sleep, or bring people back to gamble, I'll smash the house to pieces! I'll go to university far away, marry someone far away, and never come back! You try me if you don't believe me! Also, I need to study, Old Fu. Have you ever cared about my grades? If it weren't for these bastards, would I have only gotten into a second-tier high school? I think you're getting old and your head is spinning!! If you let anyone disturb my studies again, I'll beat them to a pulp with a stick! You can try me if you don't believe me!!" After uttering these earth-shattering words, Fu Le went upstairs and threw the room where those three bastards had lived, bed and mattress, out of the balcony. The impact on the ground floor was deafening, and it was another 'earth-shattering' event!

The neighbor came out with his rice bowl to watch the commotion, clicking his tongue for a while. When he didn't hear any arguing, he strolled around the front yard with some regret before going back inside to get more rice.

Fu Le had fantasized about this farce countless times in his dreams, but he also regretted it countless times. He wondered why he didn't have the guts to make a scene back then. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up in a junior college and missed his dream school.

For Fu Le, his feelings towards his father were a mixture of love and hate. The love stemmed from the children's respect for their father, while the hate came from his self-centeredness, his love for himself, his lack of responsibility, his inability to shoulder the burden of the family as a man, his lack of support for his family, his neglect of his mother, and his extreme disrespect for her.

If she had known to change back then, her family wouldn't have fallen apart!

"Phew... That feels so good!" It felt more like being reborn into one's childhood in a novel than a dream.

My hands hurt, I'm tired—it's all so real.

downstairs.

"Old Fu, are you out of your mind? You won't listen to me, but you'll listen to your daughter. If she really goes to university and marries far away, I wonder who will give you money and take care of you when you're old. If I die before you, you won't have a single good day. I'm telling you! Humph!" Qi Hua unconditionally supported Fu Le. Thinking about how her daughter had caused this scene, she felt relieved that she wouldn't have to serve these bastards anymore.

Having grown up with a traditional education, Fu's mother didn't think her husband's behavior was anything seriously wrong. After all, her daughter made her less busy, which made her very happy.

Of course, it's also a big mistake to make your daughter angry!

Old Fu wiped his face, not understanding how his cheerful and lively, yet always well-mannered, girl had suddenly become like this.

Never mind, let's eat.

For Lao Fu, who lives for the moment, nothing else matters except the inability to gamble.

Fu Le's meal was brought upstairs by her mother. Fu Le stuffed the food into her mouth and swallowed it before belatedly realizing that she had really returned to the past, to the year she was 16.

Her parents are still young, and the family hasn't fallen apart yet.

The next day, Fu Le took a day off to rest at home, claiming that he was feeling unwell, and no amount of persuasion could change his mind.

When the sun was high in the sky, Fu Le woke up hungry. Before she even came downstairs, her voice rang out, "Mom, I'm hungry! I want to eat!!"

While Fu's mother was busy in the vegetable garden, she heard Fu Le's loud voice but didn't bother to respond. There was one thing about her eldest daughter that she, as her mother, really admired: she could brush her teeth, wipe her eyes, and then devour two large bowls of rice. She didn't know where she got such a good appetite.

People say that being able to eat is a blessing, but Fu Le eats a lot, so she doesn't grow taller but only gets fatter. I should have known better than to name her Spoon.

Fu Le didn't think much of it when she didn't get a response; her mother usually ignored her when she found her annoying.

She went to the kitchen as if she knew the way well, and found the food her mother had covered with a strainer on the square wooden table.

The pan-fried tender chili pepper buns and the stir-fried eggplant with chili peppers have both gone cold, but there's still a bowl of lean meat soup in the pot.

Cold eggplant, cold chili peppers, slurp...it's her favorite!!!

After looking at the dishes, Fu Le turned around and went to wash up. She quickly flung her slippers off, and she flew out with them, "Ouch!"

When Aunt Fu came in carrying her shopping basket, she saw her and her daughter sprawled on the floor, wailing and howling.

"Fu Le, I've told you before, don't be so hasty in doing things, you..." Fu Le automatically ignored the rest of the words, because she had heard these platitudes for thirty years and was immune to them.

After finishing her soup and rice roll, Fu Le went back upstairs with a toothpick in her mouth, wanting to take another nap. But she received another scolding from her mother, "Fu Le, look at your big butt, it's as big as the square table in the house! If you don't move, your butt will be too big for your pants to fit in..."

Fu Le: !!!

Her own mother really knew where her weakness lay! What a vicious curse!

Her big butt has come back from the past! Oh my god!

While the mother and daughter were whispering inside, Old Fu had already gone to the gambling den in town to begin his 'great undertaking'.