The big pillar suddenly let go, and Zhao Dayong fell to the ground. Before he could even feel the pain, he was lifted up again and slammed to the ground with a "thud."
"What are you doing, you bastard? How are you, old man?"
Li finally regained consciousness after falling three times. Zhao Dayong, on the other hand, was clearly dazed from the falls and didn't react at all.
Li screamed and lunged forward, but was pushed away by Dazhu. She stumbled and bumped into the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and felt a sharp pain in her waist.
"Dazhuzi! Are you crazy! He's your father!" Li was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely.
"Dad? Does he even treat me like a son? He always thinks of giving the good stuff to that good-for-nothing Sanzhuzi, what am I to him?"
He crouched down, grabbed Zhao Dayong's collar, and forced him to look up. "Dad, what did you just say? You said the old house would be bought for Sanzhu, but the new house and land would be mine? Is that right?"
"Dream on! I won't give you a single penny, you beast!"
"Is that so?" Da Zhuzi's eyes grew even colder. "Then Father, you'd better think this through. You really won't give it to me."
"I won't give it to you, I'd rather die than give it to you!"
He won't give it to me even if it kills him? Fine, then he can just die. Didn't Mother tell him Father's health wasn't good? Why won't he die? Once he's dead, Mother will be much easier to deal with.
For so many years they have favored Sanzhuzi, he can't tolerate it any longer. These are all his, all his.
"What are you trying to do, Dazhu? Let go of your father!"
Seeing the old man fall again and again, Li could only continue to go and pull her eldest son away. While he was busy arguing with Li, Zhao Dayong shoved him away forcefully, and the pillar crashed into the wall.
"You old geezer, you're asking for it!"
The pillar was furious, his back aching terribly; the old man had just exerted all his strength.
"Wow, you're pretty arrogant!"
Zhao Dashu heard this before he even entered the house, and he was so angry he almost laughed.
The brothers didn't get along, and he genuinely disliked his second brother, but that didn't give a junior like him the right to be arrogant. Beating up his own father—Da Zhu Zi has really grown up to be something else.
The girl just ran to their house crying, begging him to save her, saying that her older brother was about to beat her father to death, but he didn't believe her.
They just assumed that their argument had frightened the child.
Unfortunately, the girl kept begging him to go and save the person, so he had no choice but to go along.
Before even entering, I was taken aback by Da Zhuzi's arrogance.
He's a good-for-nothing, but he's got a lot of energy. Today he realized how domineering he is at home.
Amazing, truly amazing!
Wasn't the second brother supposed to be quite capable? He was completely overshadowed by his own son, which was a huge surprise to him.
I thought I couldn't find anyone more outrageous than Sanzhuzi, but look, another one has surpassed him. My second brother's family always gives me surprises and unexpected joy.
When Dazhuzi saw Zhao Dashu, he was taken aback for a moment. After calming down, he said coldly, "Uncle, you don't need to worry about our family matters. We're busy at home today, so please go back."
Wow, Zhao Dashu's getting excited. It's been so long since anyone's spoken to him like this. This nephew of his is something else.
"Second brother, your family is really full of talented people. Your sons are all so unruly. How do you raise your children? Tell your third brother so I can learn from you."
Zhao Dayong was seen in the most unbearable state of his home, and he turned his face away in distress.
Li was sobbing softly.
"Third Uncle, please go back."
Seeing that Zhao Dashu was standing there and wouldn't leave, Dazhuzi called out again to shoo him away.
His face was full of impatience, his fists clenched and unclenched. If he didn't know he couldn't beat him and that he shouldn't mess with this person, he would have kicked him out long ago.
If the soft approach doesn't work, try the hard one.
Annoying! He glared at the girl behind Zhao Dashu. Without a doubt, the girl was sent by his younger sister.
Haha, it seems I've been too good to her, and now she knows to complain about him.
Very well, so you've learned to tattle, haven't you? After Uncle San leaves, he, as the eldest brother, will naturally teach her a lesson.
The little girl shrank back and tried to hide behind Zhao Dashu, not daring to look at her older brother.
"Second brother, are you really not going to say anything? Just let your son beat you up? If you really don't want to talk, then I'm leaving."
Zhao Dashu didn't want to meddle in other people's business. If someone wanted to get beaten up, he couldn't stop them, could he?
Who can save a person who is being idiotic?
Da Zhu Zi smirked smugly. See? He knew it! His parents would never dare tell on him.
He knew those two old men's personalities very well.
"Wait! Third brother, help me beat this unfilial son!"
Zhu Zi looked at his father in disbelief, "Dad, are you crazy! Why are you letting others interfere in our family affairs?"
What's our relationship with Third Uncle? He's just here to laugh at you, don't you understand? Make them leave now, or don't blame me for being impolite.
His son still doesn't think he did anything wrong. Zhao Dayong is utterly disappointed; this man is beyond saving.
"What's his relationship with us? I know better than you. Third brother, beat him up!"
"Alright, Second Brother!"
Zhao Dashu had been waiting to hear those words. He'd long disliked that scoundrel Dazhuzi; his demeanor...
He's an expert at beating people, especially unfilial sons like this. If his father hadn't stopped him back then, he would have beaten his older brother half to death long ago. He's good at disciplining people like this.
"You even dare to lay a hand on your own parents! You're practically defying the heavens! Today I'll teach you a lesson on how to be a decent human being and how to be filial to your elders!"
Before he could finish speaking, he punched Dazhu in the stomach.
"ah!"
Da Zhuzi screamed, clutching his stomach and bending over, wincing in pain.
"When I was out there making a living, you were still wearing open-crotch pants! You dare to lay a hand on your parents? Who gave you the guts?!"
As Zhao Dashu cursed, he used both his hands and feet, raining punches down on Dazhu's body, specifically targeting the thickest parts of his body.
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