Reborn in 85: Starting with a family split and becoming the richest man, the ungrateful wretch regre

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"You...you worthless piece of trash, ptooey!"

Guan Xiuqin was so angry that her chest ached. Apart from Li Xiulian, she had never been scolded like this in public before. She hated Lu Yang so much that her teeth itched.

Liang Jingwei's daughter, Liang Min, came over and asked in confusion, "Aunt Guan, who is he?"

Guan Xiuqin said with a look of disappointment, "His name is Lu Yang. He is my brother-in-law's eldest son. He has been good-for-nothing since he was a child. Recently, I heard that he has been getting involved with some local thugs. He is never home. When I said a few words to him, you can hear how he cursed me. I am his own aunt."

Liang Min shook her head in disgust, sighed, and said, "You really have it tough. Let's hurry up and line up, or we won't be able to buy anything!"

Guan Xiuqin dared not offend Liang Min, so she reluctantly followed.

When Lu Yang returned home, Lu Xing and Lu Yue had already prepared dinner and were sitting in the house doing their homework.

"Big brother, you bought a TV!"

Lu Xing was very excited. In those days, owning a color TV was more enviable than owning a Mercedes-Benz in later generations.

Lu Yang smiled as he disassembled the TV and placed it on the large square table in the main room, then plugged it in.

Lu Xing and Lu Yue watched Lu Yang adjust the TV with expectant looks. After trying for a long time, Lu Yang could only receive seven channels in total.

One of the channels was airing "Shanghai Bund," a classic drama that immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Lu Xing, Lu Yue, and their mother all sat quietly on stools watching TV, their expressions very focused.

Seeing their unwavering gazes, Lu Yang couldn't help but smile, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to cook.

After Yao Lili returned, she didn't even bother to change her clothes; she was completely absorbed in the TV series.

After dinner, Lu Yang went back to his room to do his homework, while the others watched TV.

In his past life, he always regretted not going to university and would often take out his high school textbooks to look at.

His high school textbooks were worn out from being used so many times, so reviewing them wasn't a big deal for him.

"You're really generous; a Peony brand color TV costs 1,800 yuan."

As soon as Yao Lili entered the room, she saw the television and couldn't help but gasp. She had never realized that Lu Yang could spend money so much.

Lu Yang ate a piece of jujube paste cake and said, "Life is short, so enjoy it while you can. Lili, I'll find some time after the New Year to come to your house and propose marriage."

Yao Lili's eyes immediately reddened, and she laughed as she threw herself into Lu Yang's arms.

With only four days left until Chinese New Year, Yao Lili was on holiday. Her neighbors all came over to help with the cleaning. These days, there are few entertainment options, so these people love to come over and watch TV.

Since they got a television, Lu Yang's house has been very lively, which has indirectly improved the relationship between his family and his neighbors.

Lu Yang didn't hide anything, and when others asked about his family situation, he told them everything in detail.

The neighbors were all astonished, unable to understand why Lu Jianjun was so good to his nephews and nieces, but so harsh on his own children.

On the morning of Lunar New Year's Eve, the house was finally a bit quieter. No one was watching TV; everyone was busy making dumplings.

Lu Xing and Lu Yue, dressed in new clothes, lit firecrackers in the yard.

The crackling sound of firecrackers is invigorating, signaling the start of a new year.

Just as they finished setting off their firecrackers, Cheng Lin next door lit his, and other families followed suit, creating a deafening cacophony of firecrackers.

Lu Yang once again felt that the house he bought was good; it was full of neighbors, and it was always lively and bustling.

He turned around and pulled Lu Xing and the constantly laughing Lu Yue back into the house. After breakfast, the group started making dumplings.

They don't just make dumplings for New Year's Eve; they make different fillings whenever they have time. Whenever they don't feel like cooking, they just take out dozens of dumplings, cook them, and eat them.

They were making dumplings with great enthusiasm when they heard a knock at the door.

Lu Xing ran to the door of the main room, peeked out, and gasped as if he had seen something terrifying.

"What's wrong?"

Lu's mother turned her head and asked.

Before Lu Xing could answer, the door to the main room opened, and Old Madam Lu and Lu Jianjun walked in, looking travel-worn.

Lu's mother's pupils contracted slightly as she turned to look at Lu Yang.

How did you find your way here?

Lu Yang patted the noodles on his hands and questioned him coldly.

Grandma Lu didn't close the door, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Never mind that, we haven't eaten yet, hurry up and cook the dumplings!"

Lu Jianjun stared at the color TV, his eyes filled with malice.

Lu Xing immediately stood in front of the color TV, trembling uncontrollably. Lu Jianjun always beat him, and his fear of Lu Jianjun was ingrained in his bones, but he still stood up for the sake of the color TV.

"Where did you get so much money?"

Lu Jianjun directly questioned him.

Lu Yang continued making dumplings: "Of course it's profitable, otherwise, how could it fall from the sky?"

Lu Jianjun's face turned ashen with anger: "I'm asking what you do to earn money?"

Lu Yang glanced at him coldly: "It's been half a year since we separated. You're not going to shamelessly come to me for money on New Year's Eve, are you?"

"Can't you afford to live?"

boom--

Lu Jianjun slammed his hand on the table. Lu Xing almost jumped up, and Lu Yue immediately hid behind Yao Lili with tears in her eyes.

"Say that again, you little beast! I can't afford to live? I'm your father, it's only right that you earn money for me!"

"You have to give it to me even though I didn't ask for it. Now that I've asked for it, you still won't give it to me. You wretched child!"

Lu's mother cried out anxiously, "We've already separated our households, Lu Yang shouldn't be giving you money!"

Lu Jianjun glared at her fiercely, and Lu's mother was so frightened that she dared not utter a sound.

Lu Yang got up and went back to the main room. When he returned, he said calmly, "You've come at the right time. I have some good news to tell you."

"When I was buying a color TV, I saw Guan Xiuqin buying a bright red soap dish, a double happiness mandarin duck enamel basin, a thermos, teapot, and teacups with the character 'happiness' on them, as well as mandarin duck pillowcases and a four-piece bedding set. She was spending money quite lavishly."

Grandma Lu looked grave, while Lu Jianjun's forehead veins throbbed as he listened: "You're talking nonsense, why would she buy these things?"

Lu Yang tilted his head and smiled: "You don't even know? She's climbed the social ladder. She's going to marry Liang Jingwei, the director of the fertilizer factory. The Liang family is well-off and respectable."

“Even the thousand yuan for Lu Yao’s surgery was paid by Liang Jingwei. Liang Jingwei really likes successful children.”

Every word Lu Yang said hit Lu Jianjun right where it hurt. He had just met Guan Xiuqin a few days ago, and these two had already come looking for him. It was probably Guan Xiuqin who had instigated them to come.

Since that's the case, none of the three of them can have a good New Year. Lu Yang doesn't believe that someone as proud and selfish as Lu Jianjun can really stand being cuckolded!

Lu Jianjun completely lost it, yelling, "You're talking nonsense! Xiuqin has been a widow for nearly twenty years. If she were as beautiful and refined as her, she would have married long ago. Why would she have waited so many years?"

Lu Yang said indifferently, "Director Liang is her first love, and he's also rich."

Lu Jianjun looked like a chicken with its neck being choked, his face turning bright red.

Compared to Leung King-wai, he's worlds apart; one's on the ground, the other on the sky. You could tell which one to choose with your eyes closed.