Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

After thinking for a while, Zhao Wenhao had roughly guessed what had happened to him.

If nothing unexpected happens, his previous self died after drinking the bottle of fake wine; now, due to some unknown factors, his soul traveled to a young man named "Zhao Wenhao".

In his previous life, Zhao Wenhao had worked hard for over a decade and had achieved success in both his family and career. He had a gentle and virtuous wife, a beautiful and lovely daughter, and he had founded a company with an annual output value of tens of millions.

But now, all of this seems to have been reduced to ashes.

He found it hard to understand how such a thing could happen to him, and he could not accept such a so-called father or mother.

The fragments of memory in my mind are merging bit by bit. Although some people and some things still seem hazy, the identities and pasts of Zhao Aiguo and Wei Chunlan in front of me are gradually beginning to appear in the depths of my memory.

That’s right, these two people are Zhao Wenhao’s new parents, and in his impression, there should be an older sister named Zhao Wenjing and a younger sister named Zhao Wenxia.

"Wenhao, how could you fight with your dad?" Wei Chunlan timidly pulled Zhao Wenhao, while looking at her husband not far away, "Hurry up and apologize to your dad, and let this matter be over."

"Apologize? Is an apology any use? I raised him up like this, and now he's fighting me. He's grown wings and wants to fly!"

Zhao Aiguo tried hard to straighten his body and wanted to continue, but when he saw Zhao Wenhao's furrowed brows and sharp eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.

This little beast was hit by a club. Is he going crazy now?

In the past, Zhao Wenhao didn't even dare to breathe in front of Zhao Aiguo. How come he became like this today?

At this moment, Zhao Aiguo had never imagined that such a bizarre thing would happen in their family. Not to mention that he couldn't imagine it, even Zhao Wenhao himself still found it difficult to accept this fact.

Seeing Wei Chunlan standing in front of him, although her eyes showed fear, her movements did not dodge at all, Zhao Wenhao's wandering mentality finally felt a little touched.

Judging from everything that happened before, this so-called mother is a person who is submissive in the face of her husband's violence; but when it comes to protecting her so-called son, she rarely shows any courage.

Zhao Wenhao stretched out his hand to push Wei Chunlan away, blocking her behind him, and faced Zhao Aiguo: "From now on, if you dare to hit her again, don't blame me for being rude. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself!"

"How dare you!" Zhao Aiguo couldn't accept the reality in front of him, especially that his own son dared to threaten him like this. "He is my wife, you are my son, I am the master of this family, it is not your turn to make decisions."

In fact, how could Zhao Wenhao accept the current facts?

If Wei Chunlan hadn't repeatedly protected him, he wouldn't have bothered to care about these trivial matters. In his eyes, at least for now, he couldn't accept Zhao Aiguo and Wei Chunlan as his parents.

Seeing Zhao Aiguo staring at him fiercely, Zhao Wenhao didn't care at all and looked him in the eye: "How can a man who only knows how to beat his wife be so arrogant here?"

"you!"

As if a sore spot had been touched, Zhao Aiguo's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Look at how bare their house is. If they were a man, they should go out and earn money to support their family instead of taking it out on their wives and children. I look down on men like this, and I believe no one else would either."

Zhao Wenhao did not show any mercy to Zhao Aiguo and directly pointed out Zhao Aiguo's problems.

"Everyone's good at bragging. Do you think money is that easy to make?" Zhao Aiguo tried hard to argue. "If it weren't for you going to high school, your family wouldn't be like this. And in the end, didn't you still fail to get into college?"

Zhao Wenhao had no idea what had happened. Many of his memories were still merging, and he couldn't sort them out at all.

However, after seeing Zhao Aiguo beating his wife, he could not truly accept such a man as his father.

His mind was in a mess right now. He didn't want to talk to Zhao Aiguo anymore. He just wanted to find a place where no one was around and stay there quietly for a while.

But his silence made Zhao Aiguo misunderstand that he was also hit in a sore spot and therefore became speechless.

"Why don't you tell me?" Zhao Aiguo said, looking at his unfamiliar son with increasing prestige. "During your three years of high school, your mother didn't let you do any farm work. She just wanted you to get into college. Look at yourself, you're so delicate and tender. Which farm kid is like you? How dare you criticize me!"

Zhao Wenhao looked down at his exposed arms, and just as Zhao Aiguo had said, they were indeed delicate and tender.

Looking at Wei Chunlan beside him, she was probably in her early forties at most. But judging by her gray hair, dark complexion, thin, and wrinkled face, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was in her fifties.

From Zhao Aiguo's words, we can know that it was such a great mother who took on the burden of the family with her frail body just to allow her son to study well.

A wave of bitterness involuntarily crept into Zhao Wenhao's heart. He couldn't tell whether it was his own emotion or the emotion of the "him" in the past. But even he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to such a mother.

"Well." Zhao Wenhao still couldn't bring himself to say the word "mom." "Does it hurt? If he hits you again, I'll help you vent your anger. If that doesn't work, divorce him and I'll support you from now on."

divorce?

Such thoughts had never occurred to Wei Chunlan, as she had grown accustomed to her husband's bad temper. She was also surprised by the change in her son.

"Wenhao, what happened this morning? Who did you fight with? How did you get beaten up and thrown into the haystack at the entrance of the village? If Uncle Liyuan from next door hadn't happened to pass by and seen it, who knows what would have happened! Does your head still hurt? Do you want to go back and lie down for a while?"

Wei Chunlan was worried as she tried to touch the back of Zhao Wenhao's head. There was a noticeable swelling there. Although there was no bleeding, it still looked quite scary.

Zhao Wenhao had noticed the lump on the back of his head before, but because it happened so suddenly, he was caught off guard and had no time to think about it.

It was not until Wei Chunlan reminded him that he felt the splitting headache reappear.

For a moment, he couldn't remember what had caused this, and he didn't have the time to think about it now. He needed to calm down first and think carefully about how to proceed.