Chapter 1 — My Younger Brother Slagged My Daughter, I Recovered 800,000 Yuan of Money to Buy a House

MY BROTHER SLAPS MY DAUGHTER, MY HUSBAND SLAPS HIM BACK FIVE TIMES, AFTER RECOVERING 800,000 RMB (ABOUT 2.8 BILLION), SHE GOES CRAZY. The family gathered to eat, my younger brother criticized my daughter for making clicking sounds when she chewed. Suddenly he raised his hand and slapped her. My husband put down his chopsticks and stood up. Chat! Chat! Chat! Chat! Chat! Five slaps landed directly on his face.

“Try touching my daughter one more time.”

My younger brother hugged his face and turned to look at his mother:

"My brother-in-law is hitting me! Are you in charge?"

My mother immediately spoke up:

"He's just a child, so what's the point of hitting him? Does my husband need to be so harsh?"

The next day, I went to the bank and transferred all 800,000 yuan that I intended for my brother to buy a house back into my account. Knowing what happened, my mother called like crazy:

"If your sister doesn't have a house, how can you get married? Are you going to force her to death?"

I only answer one question:

“When he attacked my daughter, he should have thought about the consequences.”

Family meal. In the middle of the table is a steaming plate of sweet and sour stir-fried ribs, the favorite dish of my daughter, Du Du. Today's meal is nominally to congratulate my younger brother. Congratulations to him for finally ending a year of idleness, and thanks to my husband Chu Thanh's introduction, he got an internship at a company. My mother, Mrs. Vuong Tu Lan, was very happy and continued to serve food to Tran Hao.

“Eat more.”

“My son is truly ambitious.”

"Once you get into a big company, your future is wide open."

Tran Hao wore a brand new branded outfit, bowed his head and played with his phone, not bothering to look up, just hummed a few words to show off his mother's enthusiasm. Du Du sat in a children's dining chair, her small hands holding a piece of ribs, eating until her face was covered in sauce. The baby eats very well. The mouth kept making satisfied clicking sounds.

“Chop copy... top copy..."

The noise was very quiet. So small that it was almost drowned out by the sound of the TV in the living room. But Tran Hao still heard it. He suddenly raised his head and threw the phone hard on the table. Eyebrows furrowed.

“It's so annoying!”

"Eating rice is like a pig, copying and copying all the time!"

"Tran Tinh, does your daughter have anyone to teach her? There are no rules at all!"

The atmosphere on the dining table immediately froze. The smile on my mother's face stopped. My heart sank and I quickly spoke up to make peace.

“Du Du, please keep your voice down.”

I picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth. Du Du was frightened by his shout, held the rib in her mouth, her big round eyes were immediately covered with a layer of steam, and did not dare to move.

“It's okay, it's okay, you're just kidding.”

I gently coaxed. Chu Thanh glanced at Tran Hao and said nothing. But his eyes were clearly colder. Yet Tran Hao still refused to give up. Today he just changed into new clothes. A white hoodie. Just now, when Du Du picked up the ribs, a drop of oily sauce accidentally splashed onto his pure white sleeve. Just a very small stain. However, Tran Hao felt like he was stabbed by a needle and jumped up.

“My clothes!”

“Just bought it!”

He pointed at the brown sauce stain on his sleeve as if he saw an archenemy shared.

“You did it on purpose, right?”

“You little brat!”

He cursed directly at Du Du's face. My mind immediately buzzed.

"Tran Hao! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Hearing the words "little brat", Du Du was so scared that he burst into tears. The rib in his mouth fell to the ground. Just then I stood up to pick her up. Tran Hao rounded the corner of the table and rushed straight forward. He raised his hand. A crisp slap rang out. Slapping hard on Du Du's young face. She is only four years old. The whole person was knocked off the child's seat, his head hit hard on the back of the seat. The crying suddenly stopped. All time seemed to stand still. On Du Du's white left cheek, the mark of five red fingers appeared clearly and quickly became red and swollen. My world... In that moment it seemed like it completely collapsed. I haven't had time to react yet. Chu Thanh, who had been silent since the beginning of the meal, stood up. He didn't get angry. Don't yell. Also don't scream. He just slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand. The chopsticks touched the edge of the bowl, making a very soft "ding" sound. He stood up. Chu Thanh is one meter eighty-five tall. The tall figure immediately fell on Tran Hao's body, a head shorter than him. Tran Hao still maintained the same position as he had just beaten the person. There was also a distorted look of joy on his face. Seeing Chu Thanh stand up, he even showed disdain.

“Brother-in-law, you have to take care of her.”

“Children have to play to remember for a long time.”

Chu Thanh did not bother to answer. He walked step by step in front of Tran Hao. Then raise your hand. A slap. So strong that Tran Hao was knocked halfway around and fell onto the edge of the dining table. Dishes on the table clanged against each other. Tran Hao was stunned. He covered his face and looked at Chu Thanh in disbelief.

“You... you hit me?”

Chu Thanh did not show any emotions. His eyes were cold as if he were looking at an inanimate object. He turned around. Another slap landed on the other cheek. Very balanced.

“This slap is returned to Du Du.”

Chu Thanh's voice was terrifyingly calm. There was no fluctuation at all. He took another step. Tran Hao stepped back in fear. Chu Thanh grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up like he was carrying a chicken. Third slap.

“This slap is to teach you how to be educated.”

Fourth slap.

“This slap is to teach you how to be human.”

Fifth slap.

“This slap is for you to remember carefully.”