With the system in place, who would spoil your whole family?

Song Yingxia and Su Jiandang had a disagreement.

"If you just lie down at home every day, work will come to you automatically."

"You've been unemployed for five months and you still owe me more than 32 yuan. Why don't you go find a job quickly? Any job is better than lying at home."

"Mr. Zhang's son found a good job right after he quit his job. The salary is higher than before and the work is easy. Why can't you find one? Get up and find a job!"

"Mr. Li's son graduated from junior high school, and he earns over 10,000 yuan a month. You only have a technical secondary school degree, but you are not as good as him. What's wrong with you?"

Lao Li’s son was a classmate of Su Jingchu. He started working after graduating from junior high school. Later, he got a driver’s license and drove for a big boss.

Although he did not have a high level of education, he was quick-witted, agile, willing to work hard, and eloquent, which pleased his boss. After working for three months, his boss gave him a raise.

After driving for the boss for five or six years, his salary has increased to more than 15,000, which is almost the same as the salary of their department manager.

Su Jiandang always compares Lao Li's son with Su Jingchu. Su Jingchu is envious and jealous that his old classmate earns more than him, and he doesn't like Su Jiandang comparing him with himself.

Su Jingchu didn't dare to contradict Su Jiandang, but he had been slandered by him so many times that he couldn't vent his anger, so he mustered up the courage to confront him.

"If you hadn't asked me to resign, I wouldn't have been unemployed. Now I can't find a job. You have a certain responsibility in this regard."

Su Jiandang slammed the table, "Asshole! What does it have to do with me if you can't find a job? Others find a better job as soon as they quit. After you quit, let alone find a better job, you can't even find a job like before. Who can you blame?"

If Su Jiandang had not sold Lu Manshu's piano worth 18 yuan for 38 yuan, Su Jingchu would not have had the money to buy a car.

After buying the car, Su Jiandang spent another 38 yuan to buy Lu Manshu an identical piano.

The loss from this sale and purchase was 20 yuan, but Su Jingchu had to pay for this 20 yuan.

Adding the money for buying the car, Su Jingchu owed Su Jiandang a total of 33 yuan.

Also, if Su Jiandang didn't ask Su Jingchu to resign, he wouldn't lose his job.

He listened to Su Jiandang and couldn't find a job after resigning. Now he blames him for being useless and lazy.

But the culprit of all this is Su Jiandang. Every time he interferes in Su Jingchu's affairs, there will definitely be no good results.

Under Su Jiandang's control, Su Jingchu's temper became more and more violent. Coupled with many setbacks, he slowly began to hate him, his despotism, and his interference.

Looking at his father's ferocious face, Su Jingchu also imitated his father and slammed the table. This was the first time he slammed the table, and it was directed at Su Jiandang.

Su Jiandang was so angry that he saw stars. This rebellious boy actually dared to slam the table at me. He is getting more and more outrageous. He slammed the table at me today, and he will definitely chop me with a knife tomorrow, and he will definitely pull out my oxygen tube the day after tomorrow. If I don't suppress his anger, I will have a hard time.

So, Su Jiandang hit Su Jingchu with a teacup.

Su Jingchu dodged it, and the teacup fell to the ground and disintegrated immediately.

This is the son that I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy. No matter how disappointing he is, he is still my child.

Song Yingxia couldn't stand seeing others scolding her son, even if it was Su Jiandang, she didn't like it.

"You have beaten your son since he was a child. He is 30 years old now and you still beat him. Have you ever considered his feelings?" Song Yingxia yelled at Su Jiandang.

Su Jiandang: You two, mother and son, are rebelling. Today you come together to scold me.

"You are my dogs. You eat my food, drink my water, and live in my house. I didn't expect to be bitten by my own dog today. Are you tired of living? Starting tomorrow, I will no longer give you money to buy food. You have to find a way to earn money to buy food."

Song Yingxia didn't dare to say anything. Where would she get the money? If he didn't give her money to buy vegetables, what would the whole family eat?

No matter how dumb Su Jingchu was, he could understand what Su Jiandang meant. He was just calling them dogs that he raised.

Did he raise him?

He was raised by Song Yingxia.

Su Jiandang had no talent or ability and had been farming at home all his life, while Song Yingxia grew and sold vegetables to supplement the family income.

Every time Song Yingxia picked vegetables to sell, she could earn thirty or forty yuan, which was enough to cover basic family expenses.

If they relied on this money, they could live a better life.

But Su Jiandang wanted to make a name for himself, so he used all the money Song Yingxia earned from selling vegetables to engage in breeding. He raised pigs, ducks, geese, and chickens, but all of them suffered losses, and all the money Song Yingxia earned from selling vegetables was lost.

If Su Jiandang hadn't done so many things, they would have been able to survive on the money Song Yingxia earned from selling vegetables. Although they wouldn't have the luxury of eating meat and fish every day, at least they would have enough money to buy salt.

Therefore, Su Jingchu felt that he was not raised by Su Jiandang, but by Song Yingxia.

They had such a hard life in the past because of Su Jiandang. He was an incompetent man, but he was the head of the family and led his family to become more and more miserable. Now he turns around and says that he raised them.

Su Jingchu was supported by Song Yingxia for the first 20 years, and in the past ten years or so he worked to support himself.

Therefore, Su Jingchu did not think that he was raised by Su Jiandang. He spoke without thinking and scolded them like dogs.

Su Jingchu is a living person, a grown man with flesh and blood, but Su Jiandang actually treats him like a dog.

Su Jingchu clenched his fists and searched for swear words in his mind, but he couldn't think of any. Finally, he managed to utter one.

"If I'm a dog, you're the husband dog!"

Su Jiandang stood up quickly and wanted to hit Su Jingchu.

"I raised you for nothing, you bastard, and you actually called me an old dog. I'm going to kill you today."

Su Jiandang picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and rushed towards Su Jingchu.

When Su Jingchu saw that Su Jiandang was serious, he was so scared that he immediately hid back in the utility room and locked the door.

The door of the room was newly installed. Su Jiandang didn't dare to knock on the room. He turned around and scolded Song Yingxia.

"Look at your good son, he actually dares to go against me. If he comes out, I will definitely break his legs..."

Su Jiandang kept nagging and cursing, but Song Yingxia usually wouldn't say anything unless he got mad.

After cursing for a few minutes, Su Jiandang became more and more angry, but Song Yingxia treated him as if he was farting. Su Jiandang became furious and kicked over the chair in front of Song Yingxia.

"You idiot! You have nothing to say to me in your entire life. Every time I talk to you, I say my own things and you watch TV," Su Jiandang picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

It’s not that Song Yingxia didn’t want to speak, but she didn’t dare to contradict Su Jiandang.

When she retorted, Su Jiandang would become even more angry and might even hit her.

Over the past few decades, Song Yingxia rarely spoke a word unless she couldn't help it.

Song Yingxia didn't say anything, and Su Jiandang said that she had never communicated with him in her life, and if she spoke, he would complain that she was talking back to him.

Therefore, no matter whether Song Yingxia spoke or not, Su Jiandang would find a reason to scold her.

He is the human and he is also the ghost.

Song Yingxia often thought, I don’t know how I managed to survive for more than 30 years living with such a tyrant.

What kept Song Yingxia going for more than 30 years was the faith her child gave her. If it weren't for her child, she would have left this tyrant long ago.

But her tolerance caused harm to her eldest son.

Now the eldest son has begun to show signs of rebellion.