Beating Up the Unfilial Son

Open your eyes.

He looked up at the magnified face of the fourth brother, Zhao Jinzhong.

Zhang Guiying was stunned. When she died, even her youngest daughter, Zhao Xiazhi, was sixty years old, but the fourth son in front of her looked like a young man.

Zhang Guiying was a little confused.

Wasn't she dead?

What did you give her to do?

Before Zhang Guiying could think it over, Zhao Jinzhong urged her again, "Mom, hurry up, Mingyu stayed at the hospital all night and is waiting for you to come and relieve her."

"Oh, right, remember to bring the money and lunchbox. Mingyu said that after a serious injury, you need to take good care of yourself. Around lunchtime, go to the state-run restaurant and have my uncle make some bone broth for my mother-in-law to take over."

"Don't be afraid to spend money. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you perform well, my future father-in-law and mother-in-law will be happy and agree to my marriage with Mingyu."

Zhang Guiying instantly flew into a rage.

Is this something a human would say?

Remembering how the fourth brother and his wife had stood by and watched him die, Zhang Guiying didn't care whether she was having a final burst of energy before death. She suddenly threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, bent down to pick up her cloth shoes from the floor, and slapped the worn-out soles of her shoes across Zhao Jinzhong's face several times.

Unfilial sons should be beaten to death!

Zhao Jinzhong covered his face and backed away, yelling, "Ouch! Mom, what are you doing?"

"I'll fuck your dad!"

Zhang Guiying remembered everything. There was such a thing when they were young. Back then, the fourth brother was dating Song Mingyu. Song Mingyu's mother, Li Shufen, fell off her bicycle and broke her leg, ending up in the hospital.

In order to please his future mother-in-law, Zhao Jinzhong asked her to serve Li Shufen.

Zhang Guiying refused.

Even if the two children were married, let alone if they weren't, there wouldn't be a biological mother to serve the mother-in-law.

Zhao Jinzhong pleaded desperately.

He said he was set on Song Mingyu, and if he couldn't marry her, he would remain a bachelor for life.

Unable to bear the pestering any longer, Zhang Guiying finally asked the factory for a few days off to go to the hospital to take care of Li Shufen. After two days, Zhang Guiying regretted it.

Whether Li Shufen was trying to outdo her future mother-in-law or was simply shameless, she treated her like a servant in the hospital and constantly found fault with her.

Zhang Guiying fell ill from anger after returning from the hospital.

She had a fever all night and only felt a little better when it got light. Zhao Jinzhong then urged her to go to the hospital.

They've all had a brief resurgence.

Who cares about those trivial matters?

Zhang Guiying just wants to go crazy right now.

The shoe sole in his hand swung out in a blur, beating Zhao Jinzhong so badly that he ran around the room clutching his head.

As Zhang Guiying chased after her, she cursed loudly, "Are all the Song family members dead? Does Li Shufen have no man or children? Who do you think I am to serve her? If you want to please her, go serve her yourself! Who does Li Shufen think she is? Why should I serve her!"

"If you're capable, marry this woman; if not, you'll remain a bachelor for life."

"You made me buy bone broth for Li Shufen? Have you ever bought bone broth for your old mother? You unfilial dog! If I had known you were this kind of beast, I should have had your father shoot you against the wall back then!"

After hitting and scolding.

Zhang Guiying's breasts are now clear.

Under Zhao Jinzhong's angry and incredulous gaze, Zhang Guiying kicked him out of the house and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

call!

Cool!

Clap your hands and go back inside.

Turning her head to look at the familiar house, Zhang Guiying froze on the spot.

The house is made of blue bricks, with high beams, and walls made of mud and rice husks. On the earthen walls are posters of Chairman Mao and the slogan "Labor is the most glorious".

The furnishings inside the house were very simple.

There was only a bed made up of two long benches and two camphor wood chests. A desk was placed by the window, and a calendar was hanging next to the desk.

Isn't this the old house where she lived for thirty years, which has already been demolished?

Zhang Guiying suddenly turned her head to look at the calendar.

The calendar shows today's date as July 5, 1986.

Zhang Guiying gasped.

Two minutes later.

After putting down the mirror, Zhang Guiying pinched her thigh hard, wincing in pain, and finally realized something.

She was born again.

She was reborn in 1986, when she was 48 years old and still young.

Zhang Guiying wept with joy.

It must be that even God couldn't bear to see her suffer, and gave her a chance to start anew.

Having been a loving mother her whole life without receiving anything in return, Zhang Guiying secretly vowed that from this day forward, she would become a difficult person to get along with, and would beat and scold her unfilial children as they pleased, even if it meant living a few years less, she would live a more fulfilling life.

The door was pounded on so loudly it was deafening.

Zhao Jinzhong shouted loudly from outside, "Mom, what's gotten into you today? Stop making a scene, okay? Mingyu is still waiting at the hospital. I can't explain to her if you don't go."

Hearing no response from inside, Zhao Jinzhong grew anxious. He gritted his teeth and slipped two yuan through the crack in the door. "Mom, I won't let you serve me for nothing. Take these two yuan. Use this money to buy bone broth, and consider the rest as a reward for your hard work. Is that alright?"

"Mingyu said my mother-in-law will be discharged in three days. Please, for your son's sake, hang in there for three more days, okay? I'm begging you, Mom."

The anger that Zhang Guiying had just extinguished flared up again.

He grabbed the broom behind the door, intending to open it and give the unfilial brat another beating, when he heard a voice from the courtyard, "Fourth Brother, don't make things difficult for Mom. Making our own mother serve her future mother-in-law, what will the Song family think of Mom? What will they think of our family? There's no such logic in the world."

Zhao Jinzhong was furious. "Zhao Qiuzhi, can't you stop adding fuel to the fire?"

Autumn branches?

Zhang Guiying's heart skipped a beat.

Correct.

In 86, the seventh child, Zhao Qiuzhi, was still alive.

Zhang Guiying flung open the door and saw a pretty girl in a floral dress with braids standing there in the courtyard. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

This is her youngest daughter, whom she feels most guilty towards.

Throwing down the broom, Zhang Guiying rushed to Zhao Qiuzhi and trembled as she stroked Zhao Qiuzhi's face, "Qiuzhi, my dear Qiuzhi."

"Ouch, Mom, what are you doing?"

Zhao Qiuzhi felt a chill run down her spine. She pushed Zhang Guiying away in resistance and quickly took two steps back to distance herself from her. "I'm not speaking up for you. I just can't stand my fourth brother's behavior. Don't misunderstand."

"Mom knows, Mom knows everything."

"It's getting late, I have to go to work." Zhao Qiuzhi ran off in a flash.

Zhang Guiying watched her youngest daughter's retreating figure, tears streaming down her face. In her previous life, as her children grew up, the family held one happy event after another, followed by the birth of her grandchildren. She and her husband were busy helping the older children get married and establish their careers, neglecting the younger ones.

By the time she realized it, her child was no longer close to her.

Old man!

Zhang Guiying's heart clenched suddenly at the thought of Zhao Binghe.

"What's today's date?"

Zhao Jinzhong instinctively replied, "July 5th... Mom, I'm begging you, since you've already taken the day off, just go to the hospital..."

"Where's your dad?!"

"Going to work."

Zhang Guiying's face turned deathly pale instantly.

On July 5th, 1986, her husband Zhao Binghe died at the factory on this very day in his previous life!