Because Fang Zhiyi refused to pay compensation, Fang Xiaolian was eventually sent to a juvenile detention center, where she was locked away for six years.
After getting out, Fang Xiaolian grew to hate Fang Zhiyi. She only returned home once and never came back again. But Fang Zhiyi, despite the two sons not being his own, worked hard to raise them. When he finally thought he could enjoy his later years, he met the same fate as his own parents.
Those ungrateful brats mocked him coldly and even raised their fists against him.
Earlier, due to demolition, Fang Zhiyi had received a large sum of money, but it was all taken by Hu Xiulian and spent entirely on her two sons.
Shut out by his two "sons," Fang Zhiyi ended up homeless. When he tried to find Hu Xiulian, she completely ignored him.
Fang Zhiyi eventually died from excessive drinking.
To the very end, he never understood why all of this happened.
Even his corpse was hastily buried, without even a proper tombstone.
"Isn't this satisfying!" Fang Zhiyi slapped his thigh, startling Fang Xiaolian in front of him.
He only then realized that he was now that despicable father himself.
"Hey, Fang, make up your mind! Either pay up or give me back my sausages!" The neighbor Sun Dahai had a loud voice.
Fang Zhiyi shot him a sidelong glance, calculating in his mind.
"I mean, I just think this is a bit hard to watch. Shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Xiaoxiaohei answered, "No problem." It paused. "I can't stand it either."
Fang Zhiyi looked at this dimwitted thing in surprise. "Oh?"
"As long as the Host doesn't make too big a change, it shouldn't be a big issue."
"Alright then." Fang Zhiyi suddenly stood up. Fang Xiaolian in front of him took a startled step back, bumping into the doorframe. She let out a soft cry but quickly covered her mouth, her face full of fear as she looked at her father.
"You say she stole your sausages?" Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow. "Where's the proof?"
Sun Dahai was taken aback. "Proof? I saw with my own eyes that the sausages hanging at my doorstep were gone! Isn't that proof? And this worthless daughter of yours just happened to walk by, and when she saw me come out, she ran off. Isn't that proof?"
"With a mug like yours, anyone would run at the sight of you," Fang Zhiyi muttered under his breath.
"What did you say?" Sun Dahai's eyes bulged.
"What, you like hearing it?"
Sun Dahai let out a bitter laugh. "I don't care! Pay up!!!"
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "Pay for what? She just walked past your door, and you say she stole them. Maybe a dog ate them?"
"What dog eats sausages?"
"What dog doesn't eat sausages?"
"Fang Zhiyi, being this stubborn is no fun."
Fang Zhiyi glanced at the brothers Liu Wen and Liu Wu, noticing how Liu Wu quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve. His eyes narrowed.
In the original plot, Fang Xiaolian got a brutal beating here, and Sun Dahai, afraid of causing a death, ran off without demanding anything.
But now...
"You have to catch a thief with the goods, and catch an adulterer in the act. Just because she walked past your door, that makes her the thief?"
"You, you..."
"What about me? If you can show proof, I'll pay whatever amount. If you can't, ha..." Fang Zhiyi clenched his fist.
"Fine, Fang Zhiyi, just be stubborn! Bah! Consider my sausages thrown to the dogs!" Sun Dahai really had no way to produce evidence.
"That's right, consider them fed to the dogs!" Fang Zhiyi raised his voice.
Behind him, both Liu Wen and Liu Wu's faces turned grim.
"Dogs ate my sausages!"
"That's right, only dogs would eat your sausages. Whoever stole and ate them will never get ahead, struck by lightning from heaven, their future shattered, and even after being buried, dogs will dig up their grave!"
Sun Dahai gasped. Seriously, over just one sausage?
He looked at Fang Xiaolian, whose head was lowered, and suddenly felt a bit of pity for her. He didn't notice at all that the two boys behind him had darkened expressions.
But Fang Zhiyi wasn't done. He pointed at Liu Wen and Liu Wu. "You two, tell me! Isn't that right?"
Seeing Fang Zhiyi suddenly ask them, the younger Liu Wu spoke up. "Uncle Fang, I think... just one sausage, if sister ate it, it's no big deal. No need for such harsh curses..."
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "Which eye of yours saw her eat it? I'm cursing the thief who stole the sausages."
Liu Wu shut his mouth.
"Fang, you're something else." Sun Dahai said this, grumbling as he left. He really hadn't seen who stole his sausages, but last time someone stole his little chicks, it was Fang Xiaolian, so he was convinced it was her.
But Fang Zhiyi was right—there was no evidence, so he had to let it go.
After he left, Fang Zhiyi sat back down.
Liu Wen dragged his brother away too. Both had dark faces, having been inexplicably cursed at and unable to retort, as that would be like admitting they were the thieves.
Fang Xiaolian stood there frozen, not daring to move. Based on her experience, a beating was coming.
But to her surprise, her father didn't hit her this time. Instead, after glancing at the doorway, he waved her over.
"Come here, sit down."
Fang Xiaolian tremblingly walked to Fang Zhiyi's side. She only dared to perch on the very edge of the small stool. When Fang Zhiyi raised his hand, she immediately closed her eyes, but the expected slap never came. Opening her eyes again, she saw Fang Zhiyi scratching his head.
She gathered her courage and said, "Dad, I didn't steal..."
Even though speaking up usually meant a beating, she just couldn't accept it. She had clearly seen that it was the older two brothers who stole it, but she didn't dare to say so.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiyi nodded. "I know. I'm not blind."
Fang Xiaolian stared at Fang Zhiyi, a full head full of question marks. Today, her father hadn't lost his temper?
"Remember, when others accuse you falsely, don't try to prove you didn't do it. Make them prove that you did." Fang Zhiyi glanced at the worn-out phone in his hand, tossed it aside with disdain, and added, "Also, if the situation benefits you, emphasize the facts. If it harms you, muddy the waters."
He looked at Fang Xiaolian's bewildered expression and couldn't help but remember a daughter like this from his past life.
"Go on, get busy."
Fang Xiaolian stood up and scurried into the side room, soon hauling out a bundle of pigweed.
"Stop." Fang Zhiyi blinked. Fang Xiaolian's whole body stiffened, knowing a beating was imminent.
"Don't you have anything else to do?"
Fang Xiaolian looked at Fang Zhiyi. "I've fed the chickens, collected the firewood, and I..."
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand impatiently. "Am I talking about that? Aren't you supposed to be doing your homework?"
At this time, thanks to her grandparents' support, Fang Xiaolian was still in school. She only dropped out after they passed away.
"Huh? I... I..."
"Get lost and do your homework! If you don't finish it, you'll have me to deal with!" Fang Zhiyi raised his voice. Fang Xiaolian shuddered, then scurried into the inner room. She didn't understand what had gotten into her father today, but she followed his orders.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
