The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

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"Cough, cough, cough,..."

The rapid coughing almost suffocated Ye Fanxing. Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his pale and skinny cheeks, and the shabby wooden bed under him made a creaking sound.

Ye Fanxing struggled to open his eyes, and a strange memory flooded into his mind. His brain seemed to be violently stirred by someone. A sharp pain came, and the whole world was spinning.

I could only fall back onto the bed that felt like it would collapse if I exerted any force, close my eyes and rest, reviewing the fragments of memories in my mind as if I were watching a movie.

A ray of light shone in from the broken roof. Ye Fanxing slowly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him made him stunned.

Ye Fanxing was confused. Wasn't he kicked off the cliff by his jealous senior brother when he was picking herbs? How did he end up here when he opened his eyes?

Looking at this room, and then at the clothes he was wearing, coupled with the memories in his mind that did not belong to him, it was obvious that he was not rescued but traveled through time!

Bang bang bang!

A loud noise came from outside the house, accompanied by a familiar rough voice and ugly insults, which made Ye Fanxing tremble all over.

"Song Haoming, you damned cripple, my brother has been with you for three years, leaving you with an heir, and working from dawn to dusk to run this family, how can you still not be satisfied?"

"Look at your crippled legs. How long do you want to hold him back?"

"Humph, I didn't expect that all scholars are this kind of people, only knowing how to eat people without leaving any bones."

"I'm telling you today, my Xing Ge'er will definitely not live with you anymore, and you must give me the divorce papers today."

The burly woman pinched her waist with one hand and pointed at the young man who was sitting powerlessly on the stool with the other hand, glaring at him with her fierce triangular eyes and cursing.

Ye Fanxing's mind suddenly exploded.

This, this is Xu Yingdi's voice.

Even he couldn't help but shudder when he heard the voice.

Wait! Xu Yingdi? Ye Fanxing, and Song Haoming!

Ye Fanxing then realized that he had traveled to a book titled "Brothers Should Be Self-reliant", and in the book he was a supporting male character who died early!

There are brother-supporting demons today, and there are family-supporting demons in books. I am that family-supporting demon!

Ye Fanxing in the novel was brainwashed by her parents when she was very young. Whatever her parents said was the truth. Even if she got married, she had to remember that everyone was an outsider, and even their own biological children were not as good as those born by the same mother.

Later, Song Haoming accidentally broke both legs. He had already given all his family's money to the Ye family, so he did not have enough money for medical treatment and became a disabled person.

The Ye family is a profit-seeking family. After they failed to get any benefits from Song Haoming, they encouraged Ye Fanxing to divorce. Ye Fanxing actually believed it and eventually became a notorious bad husband in the village who abandoned her husband and children.

The Ye family used the excuse that her husband's bad reputation would affect the marriages of unmarried people in the family. In less than half a month, Xu Yingdi took him out of the village in the name of visiting relatives, and then handed him over to the hands of real people and fake relatives. From then on, he lived in hell every day until his death.

Xu Yingdi...Ye Family...

I, Ye Fanxing, will never allow myself to be slaughtered like the original owner in the novel!

Hearing Xu Yingdi's scolding, Ye Fanxing came to his senses, opened the door immediately, picked up the nearest big broom, and hit Xu Yingdi with all his might, causing her to scream in pain.

"You damned little bitch, open your eyes wide, I'm your mother!"

"You dare to hit me, are you crazy?"

"So what if I'm crazy!"

Xu Yingdi's screams were heard in the yard.

Ye Fanxing thought of the experiences of his original life in the book and the endless curses in his ears. He was so angry that he wanted to kill this vicious woman right now. Compared with the suffering of the original owner, the pain suffered by this old shrew was nothing.

This is the result of Xu Yingdi's own actions!

"Stop it, you little bastard! Who gave you the courage to hit me?"

"Did that cripple instruct you?"

"You shameless little beast, you actually dared to hit your own mother for a man. You are so unfilial."

"Still beating me! Just wait! I will definitely report you to the government! Let the master punish you for being disobedient and unfilial!"

Xu Yingdi's face was ferocious and she was extremely angry. She covered her head and ran wildly in the yard, screaming as she ran.

Song Haoming was surprised to find that Ye Fanxing, who had always been obedient to the Ye family, suddenly became so abnormal. What was going on?

After chasing Ye's mother until he was exhausted, Ye Fanxing was holding a broom and gasping for breath. His face was pale, and his pair of dark eyes were fixed on Xu Yingdi. The look in his eyes was like that of an evil ghost that just crawled out of the grave, which made people feel creepy.

"I am unfilial?" Ye Fanxing tilted his head and laughed as if from the underworld: "I'm going to teach you what filial piety is."

"Mom, don't worry. When you go there, I will definitely burn paper money for you every festival every year."

"What do you mean, little bastard?"

"Are you cursing us to death?"

Xu Yingdi glared at Ye Fanxing hatefully. Her face was covered with black and yellow dust, and her exposed arms had many scratches from the broom. The fat on her body was shaking, and she looked ferocious.

Ye Fanxing looked up at Xu Yingdi with a dazed look, but there was an indescribable emotion in his empty eyes.

"Haha! Yes, as the saying goes, the sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn. Not only will I curse you to death, I will also curse you to never be reborn!"

After saying that, Ye Fanxing stood up, picked up the broom, and waved it at Ye's mother again: "Get out of here!"

Xu Yingdi was startled and quickly stepped back to avoid the broom, staggering out.

Mother Ye was frightened by Ye Xinglan's sharp gaze: "You little bastard, just wait, wait for your father to come and deal with you."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"why are you laughing?"

Ye Fanxing looked at Xu Yingdi's stunned expression and laughed until tears were about to fall: "What's so funny about me? Mother, you called me worse than an animal, then who are you? And where do you put my father?"

"The mother of a beast is also a beast, isn't she? That's right! I guess you two old men are both old beasts!"

Xu Yingdi was choked and speechless. Her face turned red. She pointed at Ye Fanxing and kept saying "you" for a long time without being able to finish her words.

Ye Fanxing didn't want to see her disgusting face, so he walked towards her step by step with a broom, and every step seemed to be stepping on Xu Yingdi's heart.

She panicked, and while running, she said viciously: "Little... Humph, this matter is not over yet. You dare to be so arrogant in front of your father."

Xu Yingdi's face was full of gloom. She looked at her silk clothes that were torn by the broom and her heart was full of hatred.

You little bastard, wait until that man takes you away, and you will suffer in the future.

Ye Fanxing stared blankly at Xu Yingdi's embarrassed fleeing figure. Outside the door, the breeze blew the treetops. A few villagers were sitting under a tree chatting. Women passing by would look into their own yards from time to time, with gossipy looks on their faces.

He frowned slightly and closed the gate casually, blocking out the prying eyes of the outside world.

Turning around, she saw two figures, one big and one small, her husband and son.

husband?

Ah! He had completely forgotten that the book he was in was about two male protagonists having children. When he saw the little man with two little ties tied on his head, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his belly.