A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

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"Pooh!"

Hu Wangfei spat out the rice and vegetables in his mouth in one gulp.

It's both raw and salty.

He stared in disbelief at the rice in his bowl.

When I watched Hu Dahai cook, all he did was wash the rice and add some water, right?

Isn't it enough to just stir-fry green vegetables and add a little salt?

When I was making it myself, all the steps were correct, and there was absolutely no mistake.

Why does the food I cook taste completely different from what Hu Dahai cooks?

Seeing Hu Dahai still enjoying his meal, Hu Wangfei refused to believe it and stuffed another bite into his mouth.

"Pooh!"

He immediately vomited again.

This food is terrible! This isn't eating; it's like chewing rice and eating salt. I can't eat this!

Even without eating, his stomach was still growling with hunger. Hu Wangfei stared longingly at the pork Hu Dahai was eating, swallowing hard.

I can't stay here any longer. If I stay any longer, I'll get even hungrier. I'll wait until I earn some money tomorrow and then go out to eat at a restaurant.

Hu Wangfei got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute," Hu Dahai called out to him immediately.

"Dad, I won't eat your pork. I'll earn the money myself tomorrow and buy it. It's just pork! I can do it myself!" Hu Wangfei thought Hu Dahai was deliberately trying to tempt him with pork to make him go back to studying, so he said without turning his head.

Hu Dahai: "Who gave you pork to eat? You ate from your own bowl, so wash it yourself. Do you expect me to wash the dishes for you? And even though you only ate one bite of this food, you still have to pay me back tomorrow!"

Hu Wangfei felt incredibly frustrated. Damn it, just think about the kind of life he's living now.

Watching Hu Dahai eat meat, he had nothing to eat. He couldn't eat the food he cooked himself, and in the end, he had to wash his own dishes.

But despite his young age, he had his own pride. Even though he was hungry, he insisted on washing his own dishes before going to sleep, just because he didn't have to study.

On the other side of the house, in Hu Guanbao's home, Hu Guanbao's condition was not much different from Hu Wangfei's.

Because of the family division dispute, the wall construction, and the temporary stove set up at the door of the house, Hu Guanbao wasted a lot of time this morning.

His job was to look after the pigs at the collective pig farm of Qunyi Brigade, earning 20 yuan a month. After the reform and opening up, private enterprises had not yet emerged. Instead, various counties, districts, townships, and brigades began their own collective entrepreneurship. Because Qunyi Brigade was poor and had no large-scale industry, they raised funds to build a pig farm, which raised more than 30 pigs.

The job, though called "pig watcher," actually involved feeding the pigs, cleaning the pigpen, and preventing them from getting sick. It wasn't easy; sometimes he had to gather over a hundred pounds of pig feed a day. Fortunately, the job was stable, and he didn't have to worry about not being able to work in bad weather. Hu Dahai had to pull a lot of strings and go through a lot of trouble to get this job from the production brigade.

Hu Guanbao arrived late in the morning, so he worked a little longer in the evening and didn't go home until after dark.

But when Hu Guanbao returned, exhausted after a long day and reeking of pig manure.

They discovered that Zhang Yuzhen had only recently returned home; she must have just come back from her parents' house. Both of them were starving, but they hadn't cooked a meal yet, nor had they washed any clothes. In fact, these clothes had been piling up for two days, and in this heat, they were bound to stink.

"What are you still sitting here for? Hurry up and cook!" Zhang Yuzhen sat on the bed, fanning herself frantically, and bossed Hu Guanbao around.

Hu Guanbao is very tired. Today he carried more than 100 kilograms of pig feed up the mountain, and now his whole body aches.

So he sat down to rest and said, "I'm very tired today. I carried a lot of pig feed. Can you cook today? I'll cook tomorrow."

In his mind, Zhang Yuzhen didn't have a job, didn't even work in the fields, and just sat at home doing some housework, so it was normal for her to do that. The women in the village not only managed their land, but also did laundry and cooked, keeping their homes in perfect order.

However, his simple suggestion was met with strong opposition from Zhang Yuzhen: "You want me to cook?! Are you out of your mind? You're actually ordering me around to cook?"

"What kind of man couldn't I, Zhang Yuzhen, choose? How could I have chosen such an incompetent fellow like you? All my friends have motorcycles now, or at least they ride old-fashioned bicycles. And you? You still only have a small bungalow. How dare you ask me to cook for you?!"

"Other people can stay at home and watch TV, they can sit and eat meat every day without doing anything. I'm with you and I can't watch TV, I can't live in a nice house, I can't eat meat, I have nothing, and you still expect me to cook for you? You shouldn't even be a man!"

"waste!"

Zhang Yuzhen spoke angrily, spitting directly into Hu Guanbao's face, and pointing her finger directly at Hu Guanbao's forehead. It was truly an extreme display of force, almost to the point of intimacy.

Hu Guanbao was so scolded by Zhang Yuzhen that he couldn't say a word.

Actually, considering his circumstances, he was already doing very well in the village, earning 20 yuan a month. Plus, he was hardworking and would go back to earn some extra money whenever he had free time, so he could earn at least 30 yuan a month.

However, under Zhang Yuzhen's relentless and prolonged manipulation, Hu Guanbao became increasingly insecure, increasingly felt inadequate, and increasingly believed that Zhang Yuzhen marrying him was a step down for her.

So whenever Zhang Yuzhen was nice to him, he would forget all the times she had scolded him.

Not wanting the house to be noisy, he stood up despite his exhaustion without saying a word and started cooking.

Since there wasn't much food at home, only some greens, he stir-fried a bowl of greens and cooked a pot of rice.

Just as Hu Guanbao was about to sit down to eat, Zhang Yuzhen shoved her in the face and scolded him again: "Clothes, clothes, clothes haven't been washed yet! If you don't wash them now, and wait until after you finish eating, they won't be dry by tomorrow. What am I supposed to wear then? Go out shirtless?"

Having no other choice, Hu Guanbao thought about it and realized that he had to put down his chopsticks again and go outside to start washing clothes.

When he returned after washing the clothes, Zhang Yuzhen had already finished eating and was sitting on a stool, picking at toothpicks. The stir-fried vegetables on the table had all their leaves gone, leaving only some white stalks for him.

Hu Guanbao didn't say anything, and started eating the rice that had already cooled down, along with the vegetable stalks.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that his father had always done all these things by himself.

Just as he was thinking this.

Zhang Yuzhen, who was opposite him, interrupted his thoughts and began to say, "Now that we've separated our family, we can go to the village to apply for a plot of land to build a house. I think the place on the mountainside at the east end of the brigade is good. I heard from people in the brigade that it should be possible to get approval there. I'll go to the brigade to apply for approval tomorrow and I'll definitely try my best to get that plot of land."

"Then we can build a two-story attic."

Zhang Yuzhen's words instantly reminded Hu Guanbao: Oh right, how could I forget this? Now that the family has separated, the biggest advantage is that we can build a big house.

It was this small, self-perceived sweetness that made Hu Guanbao instantly forget his grievances and exhaustion, as well as his sympathy for his father. He only thought to himself: Yuzhen is still the best. Although she sometimes speaks harshly and is a bit lazy, her intentions are good. She is genuinely thinking about our little family and about ensuring that our children will live comfortably and spaciously in the future.

He was instantly filled with energy and said to Zhang Yuzhen, "Okay! Then I'll have to trouble you!"

If Hu Dahai knew about this situation, he would definitely give him a thumbs up in his heart: What a smart son he is, thankfully I have already kicked him out.