The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City
Chapter 29 - 29 029 Are you very rich

29: Chapter 029: Are you very rich?

29: Chapter 029: Are you very rich?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “The Planting Spirit is diseased, the body is abnormal.”

When this sentence appeared in front of Zhang Fan, his eyes widened.

Abnormal body?

Damn, is this girl sick?

Zhang Fan immediately activated his Telepathy and looked at Zhang Xiaoyuan.

“Her skin is like snow, doesn’t seem like anything’s wrong,” Zhang Fan thought to himself.

“Dinner is ready,” Xiao Qi suddenly called out.

“Bro, what are you looking at?” Zhang Xiaoyuan gave Zhang Fan a look, then reached out and twisted his waist.

Zhang Fan came back to his senses, chuckled, and turned to the kitchen to bring out the dishes.

In the living room, Zhang Zhongliang’s family glared angrily at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Hu had a black eye, courtesy of Zhang Fan’s punch.

Just as dinner started, Qi Fang began to babble.

“Old Second, the car at the door must be worth quite a bit,” Qi Fang said, with a fawning expression, her face full of overlapping flesh.

She could recognize the brand of the car at the door.

A BMW, even the cheapest, still costs hundreds of thousands.

Zhang Yuanlin smiled slightly, “More than fifty thousand, not great.”

Qi Fang immediately exclaimed, “My God, more than fifty thousand, that could buy a house.

Old Third, look at Old Second, he’s been working outside for over ten years.

He’s got a car, a house, and his own small company.

What about you?

Hmph, you make less than four thousand a month, less than my salary.”

The disdain in Qi Fang’s eyes grew stronger and she began to boast.

“My eldest, he started working last year and earns eight thousand while still an intern.

If he gets confirmed, it’ll be more than ten thousand.

My second child, last term’s final exam scored 540.

His class teacher said, with some effort, he could get into a first-tier university.” Qi Fang’s eyes fell on Zhang Fan, the disdain in her eyes growing even stronger, “I heard your Zhang Fan barely scored over three hundred.

With that score, he couldn’t even get into a decent vocational college.

Why is he still studying?

He should just go work.”

Zhang Zhongliang chimed in, “Yes, a job could earn you some money in a year or two.

With such grades, why continue studying?

Vocational college tuition is expensive, easily over ten thousand.

Old Third, can you afford it now?”

Zhang Fan coldly watched the two of them, stuffing his mouth with food, wondering what else they could say.

Zhang Yuanlin spoke up, “It’s just over ten thousand, when Xiao Fan comes to the Capital City, I’ll get him into a good school.”

“Old Second, without you, Old Third’s family might not even have a place to live now,” Qi Fang sneered.

“I wonder which bitch took sixty thousand and ran for years,” Zhang Fan slowly said.

“Bang!”

Zhang Zhongliang and Qi Fang stood up simultaneously, slamming the table hard.

“Who are you cursing!”

“If you don’t eat, get out, don’t bother us eating.” Zhang Fan bit his chopsticks, glaring coldly at Zhang Zhongliang and Qi Fang.

“Old Third, look at your son, is this how he talks to his elders!” Zhang Zhongliang’s eyes were blazing with anger.

“Am I wrong?” Zhang Fan picked a piece of meat and put it in his dad’s bowl.

“Right, so what.

When your dad went to the military and Old Second was in the Capital City, who took care of the old man?

We did, so what if we took a bit more money.

Isn’t that justified?” Zhang Zhongliang roared.

Zhang Fan quietly said, “Yes, when my dad was in the military, earning twelve hundred, sending back a thousand.

Uncle sent back two thousand every month.

Those three thousand could’ve bought several square meters of a house.

But grandpa got sick under your care, didn’t he?”

“Birth, aging, illness, and death.

The old man got sick, can you blame us?” Qi Fang slammed the table.

“Xiao Fan, eat your food and say less,” Zhang Dongyang said, continuously putting food in Zhang Xiaoyuan’s bowl, “Xiaoyuan, it was hard on you this time.

Your uncle’s house isn’t as good as the one in the Capital City.”

“What are you talking about, uncle, your house is my home too,” Zhang Xiaoyuan sweetly smiled.

“Old Second, speaking of Xiaoyuan, how could you leave her at Old Third’s house?

You see how bad Zhang Fan’s grades are.

He likes to fight, too.

Xiaoyuan should stay at my house for her college entrance exams.

My Hu’s grades are good, he could even help her study,” Qi Fang said with a face-changing smile at Zhang Yuanlin.

“Heh, over five hundred points…” Zhang Xiaoyuan chuckled.

“My Xiaoyuan isn’t great; she only scores over 700.

No need for your help, sister-in-law.” Xiao Qi’s face turned cold.

She kept her distance from Qi Fang’s family.

Two years ago, Zhang Hu almost caused Xiaoyuan psychological trauma.

She remembered it clearly.

Qi Fang’s face stiffened but she quickly smiled again, “Didn’t think Xiaoyuan was so excellent, unlike someone who barely gets three hundred.

Perfect, Old Second, let your Xiaoyuan help my Hu study.”

“No.” Zhang Xiaoyuan gritted her teeth, glaring at Zhang Hu.

She didn’t want to see him.

“Xiaoyuan, don’t be so ungrateful.

Hu’s your cousin.

What’s wrong with helping him study?” Qi Fang said with a lecturing tone.

“Then I should help Brother Fan study too.” Zhang Xiaoyuan’s face turned cold, her tone also souring.

“Hey, big brother, sister-in-law, can we just eat in peace?” Zhang Yuanlin quickly intervened, seeing Xiao Qi’s and Zhang Xiaoyuan’s expressions.

If this continued, they would surely fight.

“Old Second, as your elder brother, let me say, don’t be unhappy.

Xiaoyuan is a girl; she can’t live with two big men.

Let her stay with me.

Your sister-in-law can take care of her.” Zhang Zhongliang said.

“Really, then what?” Xiao Qi sarcastically looked at Zhang Zhongliang.

“Heh heh, you see, if Xiaoyuan lives with us, we can discuss water, electricity, gas, and living costs,” Qi Fang said gleefully.

Xiao Qi slammed her chopsticks on the table, stood up, and walked out of the room, “Disgusting.”

Qi Fang’s face turned ugly, “Xiao Qi, say that again?

This is our family’s matter.

Why are you meddling?”

Zhang Yuanlin couldn’t bear it anymore.

He stood up, “Sister-in-law, who’s an outsider?

Zhang Xiaoyuan is my daughter.

I trust her living with Old Third’s family.

What’s the problem?”

Zhang Zhongliang stood up, “Old Second, we’re doing this for your own good.

Old Third’s family is so poor; how can Xiaoyuan prepare well for her exams there?”

“Look at this table, how awful, where did you pick this from?

And this room, there’s no air conditioning.

What if Xiaoyuan catches a cold?” Zhang Zhongliang pointed to everything in the room, criticizing.

“Heh heh, are you saying you’re rich?” Zhang Fan squinted, coldly eyeing Zhang Zhongliang.

“At least richer than you.

We earn seven to eight thousand monthly,” Zhang Zhongliang fumed.

“Really.” Zhang Fan checked his phone message.

It was from the scratch-off lottery dealer, asking if he was home; they were at the door.

“Open the door, someone’s there.” Zhang Fan stood up and called out abruptly.

Everyone’s eyes shifted to Zhang Fan, bewildered.

Open the door?

Someone?

Could there be someone outside?

“Hey little brother, your place was hard to find.

I asked many people before finding you.

Here’s fifty thousand,” Xu Fei pushed the door open, carrying a briefcase with a smile.

Zhang Zhongliang, Qi Fang, and Zhang Hu’s eyes widened.

Fifty thousand?