Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

"Eldest brother, you're the pillar of the family, you have to give way to your younger brother."
In his previous life, Zhao Shanhe was brainwashed by this curse and worked like a workhorse his entire life. He emptied his family's coffers to support his second brother's official career and to help his third brother build a house. As a result, his pregnant wife was forced to work in the fields and died along with her unborn child, without even a proper grave. His daughter, who had a fever, was left mute because they couldn't afford treatment, and was eventually sold by his third brother to human traffickers for a dowry! He toiled until his death, while his bloodsucking relatives were only concerned with fighting over the inheritance, not even shedding a tear!
Heaven has eyes! When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the cold winter of 1980.
On this day, the second brother wore the new cotton shoes that Lin Xiu had made after going blind, and drank the thick porridge that his mother had secretly added sugar to. He was disdainfully told to carry water barefoot. The third brother burned the red ribbon that he had bought for his daughter and grinned, "Sell that girl and I'll use it to pay for her dowry!" Looking at his wife and daughter huddled in the corner eating frozen cornbread, Zhao Shanhe laughed in anger.
"To hell with being the eldest brother like a father!" He slapped the table shut, flipping it over: "Splitting up the family property! Spit out all my hard-earned money! I'm done living like this!"
In this life, he's determined to live differently! He'll shoulder his old cannon, awaken his divine dog, and plunge into the 800-mile-long Changbai Mountains! He'll track down and capture a top-quality sable in the snow, shoot a thousand-pound wild boar king, and dig for treasures in the deep mountains in search of a century-old club! In this age of abundant gold, he vows to make up for what he owes his wife and daughters a thousandfold, so they can wear gold and silver and eat meat every day!
As for that vampire family?
Watching Zhao Shanhe build a red-brick house and drive a car, his relatives, freezing and starving in their dilapidated house, knelt and wept before his luxury car, begging for forgiveness. Zhao Shanhe coldly tossed a bone to his large wolfhound.
"Want some meat? Even the dogs get some, you don't even get soup!"