Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old - Chapter 80
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Chapter 80: You’re Really Something
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Seeing Xue Wufu cry like this, Liu Guixia, Xue Yifu, Xue Erfu, Yu Hongyan, and Li Hehua’s eyes immediately turned red.
Xue Erfu hugged Xue Wufu tightly with trembling lips. He kept asking in his heart, ‘How did his father endure it… How did his father endure it… He actually wanted to give money away..’
“Father, how much longer are you going to make him do this?” Xue Yan stared at his father and asked, his eyes also red.
He was angry that his father acted like this. Whether it was in this life or in his previous life, his father and his family had been leeched off for who knows how long.
In his previous life, because they were all filial and listened to his father, his father always made the decision by himself and didn’t allow anyone to have any objections. Then, he let fthat vile family leech off for so long. As sons, no matter how unwilling they were, they still endured it in the end. Even after fourth uncle passed away in an accident, Zhang Meili and Xue Zhuzi continued to suck his family’s blood dry from time to time. It was only until Zhang Meili and Xue Zhuzi slandered him for cheating in the exam that the two families completely fell out. In this life, he didn’t want to endure it anymore.
!!
Xue Yan’s words were like a sharp knife that stabbed Xue Dafu, rendering him unable to move.
His mind went blank.
After a long while, Xue Dafu slowly came back to his senses. He turned his head slowly and looked at the others. Xue Wufu was still crying. All of this was like harsh slap into reality.
He thought about all these years. Although he had never forgiven his family’s shamelessness, he had allowed them to succeed time and time again. As long as his brother’s family came and begged for money, they would be able to take away some things. Money, food, clothes, and daily necessities. All their hard earned work given away just like that…
Finally, Xue Dafu’s gaze fell on Xue Yan again. His youngest son’s eyes were also red. His youngest son had never cried this much before. His eyes had never turned red, and he was even holding a sharp ax? If it wasn’t for the fact that his actions had made his family feel extremely aggrieved, his youngest son would never have been forced into such a state.
He had wronged his family. Everyone in the family had been wronged.
At this thought, Xue Dafu seemed to have gone crazy. He grabbed the shoulder pole leaning against the wall and hit Xue Dagui. “What kind of little brother are you! What kind of little brother are you! What have I been doing all these years! What a b*stard, get lost! Get lost! If you dare to come to my house again, I will beat you up!”
This was great. Not only did he hit Xue Dagui, but he also hit Xue Zhuzi and Zhang Meili with his pole.
He didn’t care if Zhang Meili was a woman or not.
Jiang Yue immediately raised her eyebrows. This Xue Yan was good, he was influencing the rest to be brave too.
Xue Erfu saw his father’s reaction and was immediately overjoyed. He quickly grabbed a pole and started beating and shooing the rats away.
Xue Yifu wasn’t happy, but he felt that the family should work as one. His father and second brother had already started fighting, so there was no reason for him to stand around. He also grabbed something and began to greet the three of them.
Zhang Meili and Xue Zhuzi could only cry out in pain.
“Murder! Murder!” Zhang Meili shouted again.
Xue Zhuzi couldn’t shout anything. Xue Erfu’s pole was only aimed at him, and he couldn’t fight back, so he could only run with Zhang Meili.
“I’m sorry, I was wrong. I don’t want that one silver anymore, please don’t disown me as your little brother! Can you be kind and forgive me? Please, dear brother! Please!”
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