Feng Huan seemed to have made up his mind, straightened his chest, and boldly met Ji Xiaoxiao's gaze.
"Xiao Nian, it's the beginning of June today."
"I know."
"So, what about this month's money...?"
"Hmm." Ji Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes in thought. "Feng Huan, you're all grown up now. It's time to think about your family. Your family isn't wealthy, so don't bother going to any fancy private school. Wouldn't it be better to go to a regular high school? I heard your father's health isn't good, and your mother ran off with another man. You need to take better care of your family. 'Wanting to care for your parents but finding them gone' is one of the most painful things in the world. Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Feng Huan stared at Ji Xiaoxiao's retreating figure, his mouth dry as if it were desert.
"How am I going to get through this month without money?" Feng Huan thought blankly.
Ji Xiaoxiao left quietly, the smile on her lips lingering.
After the original owner met Feng Huan, all the money Feng Huan had was given to him by the original owner. Now that Ji Xiaoxiao has cut off his living expenses, it's tantamount to cutting off his capital for swindling and cheating.
In the last month of her junior year, Ji Xiaoxiao put in all her effort and went all out.
In late June and early July, the final exams for the second semester of the second year of high school arrived.
Ji Xiaoxiao has worked hard for two months, it's time to see the results.
After two days of intense exams, Ji Xiaoxiao was exhausted.
After packing her things, Ji Xiaoxiao rushed home.
Right now, she really wants to blow up the school with a bomb.
Back home, Ji Xiaoxiao put her things down and went straight to sleep.
"Xiao Nian, wake up, it's time to eat."
Ji Xiaobai's alarm clock rang gently, while Ji Xiaoxiao was woken up by He Xiangzhi's excited chatter.
After washing her face with cold water, Ji Xiaoxiao walked into the living room, where He Fan and Ji Xiaobai, who was holding He Nianzhi, whose eyes were red and swollen, were sitting.
"Xiao Nian, Aunt Ji apologizes to you on behalf of Xiao Xiang."
Ji Xiaobai looked at the teeth marks on Ji Xiaoxiao's face and then slapped He Xiangzhi's bottom a few more times.
He Xiangzhi called out and reached out to Ji Xiaoxiao for a hug.
Ji Xiaoxiao is completely helpless when it comes to children. He Xiangzhi wants a hug, so she just gives him a hug.
"Aunt Ji, don't hit Xiaoxiang. Xiaoxiang is still young, what does she know?" Ji Xiaoxiao took He Xiangzhi from Ji Xiaobai's arms. "Smack! Xiaoxiang must like her older sister the most, that's why she kissed her older sister, right? Right?"
Ji Xiaoxiao nibbled at He Xiangzhi's face with her lips, making He Xiangzhi laugh out loud.
After the siblings played for a while, He Fan, the head of the family, spoke up, "Let's eat."
He Fan had a stern face, but Ji Xiaoxiao could sense the joy radiating from him. A harmonious family brings prosperity; no parent doesn't want their home to be peaceful and happy.
Ji Xiaoxiao sat down with He Xiangzhi in her arms, using one hand as a railing and the other hand to hold chopsticks, slowly eating her meal.
"Xiao Nian, let Aunt Ji hold Xiao Xiang. You should eat your food properly."
Ji Xiaoxiao did not refuse and returned He Xiangzhi to Ji Xiaobai.
After a hearty meal, Ji Xiaoxiao lay on the sofa, not wanting to move, but others thought differently.
"Xiao Nian, come with me for a moment." He Fan took the lead and walked towards the study.
Ji Xiaoxiao smiled at Ji Xiaobai and followed closely behind He Fan.
They went up to the second floor, closed the study door, and only the father and daughter remained in the room.
"Dad, why did you call me here?" Ji Xiaoxiao sat opposite He Fan.
He Fan opened the drawer and took out an agreement.
"Take a look."
Ji Xiaoxiao quickly glanced through the agreement, which roughly outlined the distribution of He Fan's company shares after his death. He Fan owned 80% of the company's shares, and the agreement stipulated that He Xiangzhi would receive 30%, He Nianzhi would receive 30%, and Ji Xiaobai would receive 20%.
“Xiao Nian, Xiao Xiang is Dad’s son, and your Aunt Ji has taken care of Dad for so many years, Dad…” He Fan saw that Ji Xiaoxiao was silent and thought that Ji Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied.
“Dad, I consider Xiaoxiang and Aunt Ji as family.”
Ji Xiaoxiao returned the agreement to He Fan, saying, "Dad, I have no complaints about your arrangements."
That evening, in He Fan's bedroom.
Ji Xiaobai trembled as he held the agreement. "Brother, I... meeting you is the luckiest thing that ever happened to me."
"Um."
"But Xiao Nian only got 30%, isn't that too little?" Ji Xiaobai was a little uneasy.
He Fan kissed Ji Xiaobai and said, "Xiao Nian told me in the study that she considers you and Xiao Xiang as family." Why be so petty when you're family?
"What...?" Ji Xiaobai covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
After years of waiting, I am finally a member of the He family, a complete member of the He family.
That night, Ji Xiaobai wept uncontrollably.
...
During summer vacation, students who have traveled far away often yearn to return home, and Feng Huan is no exception.
Feng Huan stood motionless in front of the dilapidated mud house for a long time, a sense of inferiority welling up in his heart, and his dormant destructive power was waiting for the right moment to awaken.
"Why? Why? Why isn't my dad He Fan?"
Having tasted delicacies from the mountains, who could stomach coarse food? With fine silks and satins, why would one regard coarse cloth as a treasure? Feng Huan had indirectly enjoyed the benefits of He Fan being his father. It's hard to go from luxury to frugality. Feng Huan sneered at Feng Yu, that good-for-nothing old codger.
Pushing open the door, a stench of gray dust hit him, and Feng Huan instinctively covered his nose.
"Cough cough cough... Is Er Gouzi back?" The hoarse voice and weak breathing indicated that the owner of the voice was suffering from a long-term illness and was physically and mentally exhausted.
Then came a series of chaotic noises, and the door to the only room in the earthen house opened.
"Er Gouzi, it really is you. You're on holiday! Are you hungry? Oh, right, we're out of groceries. I'll go out and buy some. Er Gouzi, what do you want to eat? Do you want some chicken legs? You loved chicken legs when you were little..."
Feng Yu was emaciated, with hardly any flesh on his body. His cheeks were sunken, and his dark circles around his eyes made his lifeless, cloudy eyes stand out, which was quite frightening. His clothes reeked of mildew, giving him an impression of decline and decay.
Feng Huan stood still, his hands behind his back, his fingernails piercing his palms.
"Dad, go and rest. I'll buy the groceries and cook dinner. Your son has grown up and you can enjoy your retirement. Just lie down and wait for your son to take care of you."
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