"Let me sort this out. Old Zhang Wu brought two bundles of damp, moldy dried vegetables that even pigs wouldn't eat to visit Old San, and he also brought Fatty, the big eater, along. The time he chose clearly indicates that he plans to have dinner at Old San's house."
"Zhang Laowu, it's such a waste that you didn't go to school back then. No one in the whole village combined can be as cunning as you. You brought two bundles of rotten vegetables and two mouths, claiming you came to visit Lao San. Tsk tsk tsk! You say your family's abacus is the most cunning? Well, yours is the most cunning."
“Zhang Laowu, let’s get this straight. If anything happens to our family in the future, really, you don’t need to be so polite. You don’t need to come to our house to visit. We don’t care about rotten vegetables or anything like that. What we need more is that we can’t afford to feed two of you.”
...
The refusal of Zhang Laowu's precious son, born in his old age, to cooperate once again caused him to lose face and dignity, leaving him to be trampled on at will.
"Eat my ass!" Old Zhang was embarrassed, annoyed, and furious. Amidst the laughter of the onlookers, he strode over, grabbed the big fat guy, and dragged him back the way he came. "Are you still going to embarrass yourself here? Get back here!"
The embarrassment he suffered today is absolutely the biggest embarrassment of his entire life!
Big Fatty had an injured foot, and he dared not put the front half of his foot on the ground. Suddenly, Zhang Laowu pulled him, and he stumbled, almost falling to the ground in front of everyone.
"Third Brother, I want to eat at your house! I want meat! And fish too!"
Using his weight, the chubby boy managed to steady himself and avoid falling. He then turned to look at Zhang Jizhou and said, "Have her cook for me."
Fang Yan is no longer the little bitch he used to live with, whom he could manipulate at will.
So the chubby boy wisely didn't speak to Fang Yan, but instead called out to Zhang Jizhou.
He felt that Zhang Jizhou had only been back for a short time, and would probably still be the same as before, trying his best to satisfy whatever he wanted.
Old Zhang was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode. He couldn't understand how his precious son, who had grown up being pampered and loved, could have turned out like this.
"You treat him like your third brother, but does he treat you like his younger brother?"
Although Zhang Laowu was furious with the fat boy, he still couldn't bring himself to vent his anger on him.
Although these words were spoken to the chubby boy, the fire was actually aimed at Zhang Jizhou.
Zhang Laowu was furious. Everyone was mocking him, and Zhang Jizhou, that bastard, just stood by and watched without offering any help.
Just wait!
If we manage to lure this idiot back again, we'll see if he doesn't suck the marrow out of him this time!
"That's a question for you to ask."
Zhang Jizhou casually picked up the conversation, his gaze towards Zhang Laowu as meaningful as his tone, "Do you really think he's my brother?"
"Bullshit..." Old Zhang Wu opened his mouth to curse him, but when he suddenly met Zhang Jizhou's meaningful gaze, he realized that his words seemed to have a double meaning.
His mouth suddenly shut automatically, and the cursing stopped.
But after a moment, he forced himself to say, "How can he not be your brother? He is your own brother!"
Regardless of what Zhang Jizhou meant by those words, he had to stick to the fact that the big fat boy was Zhang Jizhou's younger brother!
Just now, Zhang Jizhou's expression, coupled with that sentence, made Zhang Laowu's heart skip a beat. He felt as if Zhang Jizhou knew something.
No!
That's impossible!
Besides the Xue family, only he knew that Zhang Jizhou was a bastard.
But the Xue family members have all gone down to the underworld to reunite, and the grass on their graves has grown very tall. Who could possibly tell them this secret?
After a moment's thought, and confirming that Zhang Jizhou definitely wouldn't know the secret that he wasn't his biological son, Zhang Laowu said with even more confidence, "Your brother wants to have a meal at your house, what's wrong?"
I've already embarrassed myself enough today, so I don't care about losing face one more time.
All I can say is that he still dotes on his youngest son, the chubby little one.
Even though she was so angry, she was still thinking that if she could swallow her pride and give the big fat boy a good meal, it would be worth it.
Fang Yan watched silently from the side, shaking her head inwardly. With parents like Zhang Laowu and Huang Hongmei, Da Pangdun's fate was sealed from the moment he was born.
Unconditional pampering will absolutely ruin a child's life.
Zhang Jizhou laughed strangely and sarcastically, "My mother only gave birth to me before she passed away. Where would I get a younger brother?"
"Half-siblings..."
Before Zhang Laowu could finish speaking, Zhang Jizhou suddenly raised his voice, interrupting him and asking, "Are your eyes alright?"
Zhang Laowu: ? ? ?
Not to mention Zhang Laowu, even the onlookers were confused by Zhang Jizhou's sudden 180-degree change of topic.
"What does the third brother want to ask?"
How would I know?
"Sigh, the third brother is still too kind-hearted; he's still concerned about his father."
"How foolish! His father treated him like that, why would you care if he died?"
...
The onlookers were whispering amongst themselves. Fang Yan listened, but her mind had already shifted from being completely lost and confused when Zhang Jizhou changed the topic. She had finally come to her senses.
If she guessed correctly, Zhang Jizhou was planning to publicly "tear apart" Zhang Laowu.
Oh my!
Can't wait!
After vaguely guessing Zhang Jizhou's intentions, Fang Yan's face and eyes were full of anticipation.
Zhang Jizhou glanced at her face unintentionally and saw the expectation in her eyes. He couldn't help but smile. His wife was indeed smart and had a great understanding with him.
She already knew what he wanted to do without him even saying it beforehand.
Zhang Jizhou, who used to view marriage as simply a partnership where each spouse fulfilled their role and didn't need to pay much attention to anything else, suddenly realized that the feeling between husband and wife—where no words are needed, and the other person understands what you mean with just a gesture or even a glance—was quite nice.
Emotional and spiritual communication between husband and wife.
If this had been said in the past, he would have scoffed and said, "Isn't that bullshit?"
We're just partners who live together, is there any need to make such a fuss?
Now, Zhang Jizhou believes that as long as he works hard, he and Fang Yan will be the perfect match in every way.
Well, we don't know either. Did his inexplicable confidence come from a near-death experience, or was it given to him by the King of Hell?
Was it given to you by Zhang Laowu?
Thankfully, Fang Yan didn't have mind-reading abilities; otherwise, she would have rolled her eyes at him and said, "A face is a good thing, you deserve to have one."
At first, Zhang Laowu didn't understand what Zhang Jizhou meant by those words, but after hearing the gossips' comments, he was overjoyed!
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