Han Chengshan grabbed him and pulled him up: "What era are we living in? Do we still need oxen and horses? We have luxury cars to drive, so we don't need you, our oxen and horses!"
"But I...I don't know how to repay you, I..." He saw the unwashed dishes on the table and hurriedly went to clean them up: "I'll go wash the dishes!"
Han Chengshan stopped him: "Don't you dare steal my sixth brother's business. He made his fortune this way!"
Lin Huo looked stunned.
Uncle Tie's eyes lit up: "You mean your sixth brother made his fortune washing dishes?"
Han Chengshan saw Uncle Tie take out a small notebook and write down: Washing dishes can make you rich.
Han Chengshan was speechless: "Uncle Tie, it wasn't my sixth brother who washed the dishes."
"Then how does he make money?" Uncle Tie asked earnestly.
Han Chengshan thought about it and felt that besides selling rock sugar, he could still talk about the dishwasher.
“When my sixth brother was young, he was very hardworking. He would always volunteer to wash the dishes and get paid by Grandpa Xu. When he had saved enough money, he used it to buy a dishwasher. Grandpa Xu would still give him the original payment each time, but he would take the time to do other things. The dishwasher would wash the dishes, and the payment would all go into his pocket.”
Uncle Tie was astonished: "Your sixth brother is still young now, but how young was he back then?"
"About two or three years ago," Han Chengshan replied.
"My God, that little rascal is so young, and he's already so smart!" Uncle Tie exclaimed, pounding his chest in frustration. "My son is about the same age as him, how come he's not this smart!"
"Brother Shan, your sixth brother is amazing!" Little Fatty gave a thumbs up.
Unable to wash the dishes, Lin Huo looked around, looking for something to do. "I'll sweep and mop the floor!"
"No, don't you dare steal Xiao Ba's job!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a door to a room opened, and a round robot came out. A vivid, puffed-up cartoon face appeared on the screen: "Who's trying to steal Xiao Ba's job? Xiao Ba needs to work, so get out of the way!"
The robot's lower body resembles that of a robotic vacuum cleaner. It vacuums and mops the floor as it goes, leaving the area clean, bright, and fragrant.
"Robot! So cool!" Little Fatty rushed over: "Let me play with it!"
Xiao Ba sped up its gliding, and Xiao Pang couldn't catch up.
"Stop chasing it, it has wheels of fire, what are you doing running with it?" Han Chengshan stopped the chubby boy who was already panting heavily.
Xiao Ba turned around, and a mischievous little face sticking out its tongue appeared on the screen. "Come on, keep chasing, Fatty!"
Little Fatty was furious: "Brother Shan, it called me a fat ball! No way, I'm going to catch it and beat it up today!"
Han Chengshan stopped him again: "Forget it, Fatty, why are you getting angry with it? If you hit it, you'll be the one who gets hurt. You're just a mortal, while it's made of iron."
Little Fatty: "..."
Little Fatty doesn't bother Robot Xiao Ba, but Xiao Ba, being cheeky, occasionally slides over and bumps into him.
Little Fatty was furious. He couldn't catch up with it, and he couldn't beat it in a fight. In the end, he could only look at Han Chengshan with a long face and say, "Brother Shan, it keeps bullying me. Can you do something about it?"
Han Chengshan looked coldly at Xiao Ba, who was about to rush over: "You're being naughty? Believe me or not, I'll turn off your charging switch!"
Little Hachi silently glided back, let out a soft, babyish cry, and ran away.
"Brother Shan, it's so good to have you."
Han Chengshan looked terrified: "It cried...did you hear that?"
Little Fatty was taken aback: "It's a robot, so its crying is just an audio recording, right?"
"No, I mean, if it ran away crying, who would it go looking for?"
"You're not going to tell your grandfather, are you?"
"Oh no, oh no, it must be learning from my sister, always pretending to cry and tattle! Come on, let's get away quickly, before my grandpa catches us!"
"No way, your grandpa would punish you for a robot?"
"Who says it can't! This robot is so arrogant. Last time I poured water into its charging port, it cried and complained. My grandpa made me watch them eat as punishment, and the food smelled so good that my stomach was growling."
"Wait, Brother Shan, did your grandpa punish you because it's dangerous for you to pour water into the charging port and risk electric shock? He was worried about you, wasn't he?"
"Uh...that's possible. Let's run for now!"
Uncle Tie followed behind, frantically jotting things down in his small notebook.
Arriving at a coffee shop, Han Chengshan asked in confusion, "Uncle Tie, what are you recording now?"
Uncle Tie read aloud: "In the Han family's ranking, the first seat is Old Master Han, the second seat is Xiao Qi, the third seat is Xiao Liu, the fourth seat is Miss Han Rou, the fifth seat is the eldest young master, the sixth seat is the fourth young master, and the seventh seat is the fifth young master."
"Wait, where am I? Where am I?"
"It's not over yet. The eighth seat belongs to Little Eight Robot. The ninth seat is yours, Third Young Master."
"That's not right! Why is the robot ranked above me?!"
"Because the robot complained, the old man punished you."
"I'm speechless!" Han Chengshan took a deep breath: "I have no problem with Xiaoqi and Xiaoliu being ranked ahead of me, they're young and I spoil them. I also accept that my second sister and eldest brother are ranked ahead of me. But what's with Xiaosi and Xiaowu? Why are they ranked ahead of me!"
"The Fourth Young Master knows the law. You always get the short end of the stick in front of him. You lose to him. Do you accept that?"
"Uh... okay, I guess he's more favored than me. But what about Xiao Wu? What makes him so special!"
"The Fifth Young Master is already able to earn money to support himself; he is very wealthy."
"That's not right! Why are you arranging them by money?"
"Third Young Master, just admit it, you're the poorest person in the family." Uncle Tie said with a look of sympathy, "I know you're very resentful about being the worst off, but that's just the way it is."
"No way, I'm going to the real gun arena!" Han Chengshan gritted his teeth in anger. "I'm going to set up a ring, and whoever beats me will get ten thousand! The registration fee is one hundred! Little Fatty, you can count the money on the sidelines!"
"Brother Shan, no! We'll definitely get filmed!"
"Sure, I'll film it. Once I'm famous, I can do live streams and earn more than Xiao Wu!"
Uncle Tie smiled mysteriously.
Seeing this, Little Fatty pulled Han Chengshan aside and said, "Don't fall for it. No matter how much money you make, you have to give half to this uncle. He's just trying to provoke you and force you to make money for him to spend!"
Han Chengshan suddenly realized what was happening and was furious: "Uncle Tie, you tricked me!"
Uncle Tie said in a serious tone, "I'm just encouraging the Third Young Master to improve. I'm a meritorious contributor. Sigh, honest advice is hard to swallow!"
Han Chengshan turned his back, too lazy to pay attention to Uncle Tie anymore.
"How dare you bully my benefactor! I'll fight you to the death!" Lin Huo rushed over, looking ready to fight Uncle Tie to the death.
Uncle Tie simply stretched out his iron arm and casually blocked, pinning Lin Huo's head down.
Lin Huo swung his arms frantically, but he just couldn't hit Uncle Tie.
Little Fatty advised, "Ah Huo, you're no match for Uncle Tie. You should have launched a sneak attack instead of shouting and then charging in."
"I regret it!" Lin Huo roared, and his body fell backward.
Uncle Tie let go.
Little did anyone know that Lin Huo was just feinting. Taking advantage of Uncle Tie's loosening of his grip, he charged headfirst into the other man's arms.
Uncle Tie didn't move, just let him crash into him.
"Ouch—it hurts—" Lin Huo slammed his head into the iron arm.
Little Fatty covered his eyes to look; he simply couldn't bear to look.
"Brother Shan, I finally understand why this guy didn't run away after setting the fire, and was caught red-handed by the firefighters."
"Because you don't seem very smart?"
"right."
Han Chengshan sighed: "Little Fatty, you have to accept your fate."
"What does this have to do with whether I accept my fate or not? He's stupid, that's his stupidity."
"Your livers are a match, so from a certain perspective, you may have similar gene chains and similar IQs."
"nonsense!"
"Haha, I was just making it up. Don't be so nervous. Look how pale you are."
On this day, an unexpected guest came to our house.
Grandpa Tang from Tangshan.
Han Chengshan thought the other person was looking for him, but after inquiring, he found out that the person he came to see was his grandfather.
Han Fei put down the book in his hand, quite surprised: "What does he want with me?"
Han Chengshan shrugged: "I asked, and Grandpa Tang said he would tell you when he saw you, and told me, a junior, not to ask too many questions."
Han Fei frowned slightly: "Alright, let him in."
Old Master Tang, leaning on his cane, walked unsteadily into Han Fei's study.
Han Chengshan stood by the door, not intending to leave. He wanted to hear what was going on and didn't want a junior like him to hear it.
As a result, Old Master Tang once again tried to shoo him away: "Young man Shan, get out. These are not words for a junior like you to hear."
Han Chengshan: "..." Not even allowed to eavesdrop! This only makes people more curious!
Seeing that Han Chengshan had no intention of leaving, Old Master Tang tapped the ground with his cane: "Don't wash your dirty linen in public, little guy, you should go out now!"
Got it, that guy from Tangshan must have caused trouble again!
Han Chengshan became even more curious. He pretended not to understand what Grandpa Tang meant and said with a grin, "Grandpa Tang, I'll stand here and serve you. If you need tea or water, just call me and I won't neglect you."
"You brat, why can't you understand what I'm saying? You're driving this old man crazy!"
Han Fei smiled and said, "Xiao Shan, stop joking with your Grandpa Tang. This is none of your business. Go out."
Since his grandfather had spoken, Han Chengshan could no longer pretend not to understand. He looked at his grandfather with a wronged expression and received a smiling look from his grandfather. He instantly understood what his grandfather meant: he would tell him when the person left, so he would not stand here as a doorman.
Han Chengshan responded and happily closed the door, saying, "You two chat."
Seeing that Han Fei had managed to keep Han Chengshan completely under his control, Old Master Tang was extremely envious.
“Mr. Tang, my grandson has already gone out. Please speak if you have anything to say.”
"I apologize for disturbing you; it was truly presumptuous of me."
"Well, you know that my grandson is getting married next month, right?"
“Xiaoshan has already told me that if I have time, I will go with my child. If I can’t make it, I will ask Brother Xiaoshan to go with him.”
"Sigh, it seems the wedding can't take place now."
What's going on?
With a pained expression, Old Master Tang recounted the events of the past few days…
It turns out that as soon as Tangshan returned, he insisted on meeting his fiancée. He was also happy to marry into her family, but unfortunately, the old man disagreed, so he could only arrange for both sets of parents to meet.
After talking with the woman's parents for an entire afternoon, Mr. Tang finally changed the marriage proposal from a son-in-law's move to a wedding.
However, there is one condition: the woman's first child must bear the surname Tang, regardless of gender. She can have as many children as she wants afterward, and they can all take her surname.
While preparing for the wedding, Tang Shan became idle and recently... beat up the bride's younger brother so badly that he was hospitalized.
Although this younger brother is not the woman's biological brother, but an adopted one, he is still part of her family. To put it bluntly, he has embarrassed the woman, and now she wants to call off the engagement.
There's nothing wrong with breaking off the engagement. If Tang Shan hadn't insisted on getting married, Old Master Tang wouldn't have wanted him to be locked up at such a young age. But now the problem is that the woman is pregnant!
Grandpa Tang even felt that his grandson had been tricked, and that this was a way to leave his father behind and keep his son.
Han Fei listened quietly to the entire conversation without interrupting.
Old Master Tang stared at him, but Han Fei avoided his gaze: "This is a private matter for your Tang family. I don't think I can interfere, can I?"
Han Fei was actually quite speechless. He and this old man were strangers. Why would they ask him, an outsider, to solve this problem? Did they think he was too idle, just like those old men in the village who had nothing better to do than meddle in other people's business?
"I don't have many friends in mainland China. Can you help me think of a solution?"
Han Fei touched his nose: "Mr. Tang, we're not that close, are we? I'm not really good at giving advice on this kind of thing. If I give a good advice, I might get a compliment from you, but if I give a bad one, I'm afraid you'll hold a grudge against me. I really don't want to do this kind of thing."
“I’m fifty years old this year. You look younger than me, so I’ll call myself Brother Tang.”
“Brother, I have a bitter story to tell. I fled to Hong Kong with my parents when I was very young. Life there was truly impoverished. We lived in a cold, damp basement…”
"I started work before dawn and didn't finish until it was dark and everyone was gone. I was only eight or nine years old then, and my hands were covered in chilblains. I had to wash dishes in cold water in the dead of winter..."
Han Fei: "..." Should I tell him the truth that I am older than him?
“The local thugs drove my father to his death and tried to take my mother away. I was only ten years old at the time, and I did something terrible: I killed their leader…”
What follows is the story of a mainland Chinese boy's rise to success in Hong Kong...
Han Fei listened quietly until Old Master Tang was in tears, and all he could do was hand him a tissue.
"Perhaps I was too much of a bastard when I was young and did too many bad things. My son took his wife back to Tangshan to pay respects to our ancestors, but they encountered a major earthquake..."
As Han Fei listened, he sensed something was wrong.
The male protagonist is the adopted grandson of a Hong Kong tycoon. His grandson died because the person who killed him was a top assassin.
This adopted grandson was taken in by a Hong Kong tycoon and had to do one thing for him: avenge his biological grandson.
In the original book, this top assassin is Han Chengshan.
Look at this bigwig from Hong Kong, recall the plot, it's eerily similar.
The son and daughter-in-law of a Hong Kong tycoon died in a major earthquake. He raised his only grandson, but the grandson was murdered. He was devastated and adopted a highly talented child. His only hope was that the child could kill Han Chengshan and avenge his grandson.
Now, Han Chengshan, who would have killed Tang Shan, has become Tang Shan's savior.
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