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Chapter 646: The Kind-hearted Man Covered in Golden Light

Chapter 646: Chapter 646: The Kind-hearted Man Covered in Golden Light

"What conditions?" Fan Hui was excited.

"Don’t pretend to be my dad anymore. You’re not my dad, and my mom had nothing to do with you."

"How do you know that?!"

"My mom told me." Suizi could see that he had taken the bait easily. She was secretly pleased. It seemed like she had made the right bet.

Fan Hui’s expression became particularly awkward. He thought that Suizi was young and easy to deceive.

But to his surprise, she saw right through him in just a few words. How embarrassing.

"If you knew, why did you agree to help me?"

Suizi showed a compassionate look, almost like a Bodhisattva in person. Yu Jingting handed his just used water bucket to Suizi.

There, with a clean water bottle, she looked even more like it, just that this "bottle" was a bit too big.

"I’m soft-hearted, I can’t bear to see the rising star in the painting world fall."

"That’s really nice. Although your background is a bit poor, your father being a farmer, but Lijun’s genes are good, and you were raised well."

Now that Fan Hui had achieved his goal, sweet words flowed freely from his mouth.

"So, how do you really feel? Are you laughing at the fact that my daughter-in-law’s father is a ’farmer,’ so she’s easy to deceive?"

Yu Jingting wasn’t a mind-reader.

But all of Fan Hui’s thoughts were written all over his face.

"Then I’ll go back and wait for your good news." Afraid that they might change their minds, Fan Hui waved goodbye enthusiastically.

As Suizi watched his retreating figure, she thought about his previous statement about good genes and couldn’t help laughing.

"If genes were really useful, why does my dad look like a monkey while he looks like a foolish roe deer? All the good genes in the Fan family were hogged by my dad?"

Even though Suizi had been in the city for so long, Fan Hui still believed that her biological father was Chen Kaide.

"Let’s go, find the domestic map inside the house." Suizi was too worked up to sleep now.

"Oh?"

"We have to keep our word. If we promised to help Fan Hui, we should do it."

She only said not to let Fan Hui go to the northwest, but she never agreed to let him stay here.

Obviously, she had to find a place with great natural scenery and perfect for cultivating artistic inspiration.

Good scenery implies untouched wilderness, where it doesn’t matter whether one paints standing, upside down, or lying down.

If the place happens to have a brave and sturdy populace, that would be even better.

Those who would beat a man for stealing their wives, the kind of bravery that Fan Hui, with his moral corruption and airs, really needs.

In keeping with her commitment, Suizi spent half the day looking at the map, finally choosing a particularly remote location for Fan Hui, with an altitude of over 3000 meters.

People there practice Buddhism and listen to the sutras during their spare time. It might cleanse his dirty soul. Who knows? He might come back as a philosopher.

Suizi was so pleased, she took out all her stationery, and wrote a verse for Fan Hui’s fan with calligraphy and ink.

"Traveling through mountains, rivers and pagodas, not for the sake of my next life, but just to meet you along the way —wow, that’s pretty mean. If Fan Hui sees this, he’s going to be mad. Probably spinning the prayer wheel thousands of times a day, praying not to run into you in his next life."

"For him, changing places for meditation and self-cultivation isn’t bad. My dad saw through this a long time ago, why else would he have transferred him?"

Fan Hui, living in Beijing, always has an improper lifestyle. If he continued like this, he was bound to run into trouble.

"Why do I feel that our father was trying to protect him?" Yu Jingting stroked his chin. "If mother knew that he once planned on picturing you just for his stubbornness? Would she let him off the hook?"

Chen Lijun would be harsher than Suizi when she took action, especially in protecting her offspring.

If Chen Lijun found out, Fan Hui might one day die in an ’accident.’ Fan Huang transferred him not only as a punishment, but also as a way to save him.

Suizi visited Fan Huang again like the last time, and just like before, it was Fan Huang who opened the door. Chen Lijun had had many lazy mornings since she got married.

Suizi shared her suggestions with Fan Huang, stressing the beautiful scenery and plentiful murals there. If nothing else, she said, they could benefit from having a few lamas around to chant Buddhist scriptures - wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?

Upon consideration, Fan Huang agreed, but there was one issue.

"The place you mentioned doesn’t have a university for arts, right?"

"Dad, you can’t be so narrow-minded. Don’t university students need art education? What about primary school and secondary school students? The more basic the education, the more necessary it is for our spirits to be cleansed. Has any child from those mountainous areas ever met such a profound person as Professor Fan? Sending him over there would be beneficial to both the country and the people."

Hearing this, Suizi’s argument seemed even more high-minded.

Fan Huang nodded, um, since it was a good thing beneficial to both the country and the people, Fan had to be there to illuminate and radiate.

So, it was settled.

When Fan Hui received the transfer order, he was completely emo.

Suizi, holding a bucket and adopting a Guanyin pose, announced his transfer to a remote high school in a manner akin to Guanyin enlightening sentient beings!

By the time Fan Hui realized that the makeshift Guanyin with a bucket had plotted against his downfall and wanted to ask his beloved grandma for help, it was already too late.

Fan Huang had anticipated he would ask for reinforcements and had sent his parents to a resort for recovery and hot spring baths in advance.

Going further back, there was only his grandfather left. Half-dead as he was and just surviving on a respirator, asking him would be pointless.

Fan Hui sought help from everyone until he could no longer delay it. Eventually, he was bundled onto a train by Fan Huang’s people.

When he opened Suizi’s gift on the train, he was so annoyed that his nose was crooked.

No one could outdo Suizi when it came to being peculiar.

"When my mother comes home, I’ll definitely call her for help. I’ll be back soon!" Fan Hui angrily tore up the fan in his hand.

That damned little devil Chen Hansui! So young and she already had such a vicious heart. He put on such a sincere show for her, yet she not only didn’t fall for it but also plotted against him!

The train journey took over three days. Upon arrival, Fan Hui immediately looked for a phone. However, the person sent by Fan Huang to escort him didn’t give him a chance, pushing him directly onto an oxcart.

After half a day on the oxcart, they switched to a donkey cart...

Fan Hui suffered from altitude sickness and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already the next day.

The person who brought him here had already left. Seeing that he was staying in a shabby wooden house, Fan Hui almost passed out.

"Where’s the phone?! I need a phone!" He jumped up, ran outside, and yelled.

Coming outside, he found a snow mountain opposite him.

The sunshine spilled over, as if the Buddha was illuminating the world, particularly sacred.

And not only was there no phone, there was no electricity.

He had been sent into the mountains, without any communication devices. What difference was there between this and being sold off?

This little devil Chen Hansui was so young yet she was already selling people off!

"She has certainly taken after her mother, sly and cunning! Once I get back, I’ll definitely – ah, someone save me!"

Fan Hui’s desperate crying echoed in the dilapidated courtyard.

In Beijing’s summer, the sunlight was strong. The courtyard was shaded by the locust tree providing a cool refuge. The three children were having a water gun fight, and there were cucumbers soaking in the big water trough, just waiting to be cut open when they got cold.

Suizi was fanning herself with a straw fan, contentedly watching the children enjoying their leisurely summer.

Yu Jingting was playing chess with his father when he suddenly heard Suizi exclaim.

"Oh, I just remembered something!"