The Vampire Family Reunion 03

Who is Fang Zhiyi? In another world, he could con tens of thousands of people into charging into battle!

After a speech filled with deep-seated grievances, the Zhang family members were clearly infuriated, especially Zhang Daming, who looked like a raging bull.

At this moment, the manager who had arranged for his subordinates to work overtime walked out after getting off work.

"We ordinary folks are truly happy today~" he hummed a little tune, completely oblivious to the murderous aura not far away.

"That's him! Dad, Mom, Big Brother!" Fang Zhiyi put on an aggrieved look.

"Get him!" Zhang Daming rolled up his sleeves and charged forward.

The manager, who was suddenly blocked, was a bit dazed. When he got a clear look at the people, especially their rustic clothes, he laughed: "Begging? Begging isn't allowed here, hurry up and get lost!"

Zhang Daming's eyes widened. This guy was exactly as Fang Zhiyi described, spewing shit the moment he opened his mouth!

"Beg your mom!" Throwing a punch, the manager took a sudden critical hit, instantly making him dizzy and disoriented.

"Dad, step aside! Let me do it!" When it came to fighting, Zhang Xiong was also enthusiastic. They had always lived in a remote mountain village. For the Zhang family in particular, their legal awareness was practically non-existent. If they had any, they wouldn't have done things like selling their son or instigating him to steal and poison.

As the two men beat up the manager, Wang Ling stood to the side with her hands on her hips, cursing vigorously with a booming voice, acting like a cheerleader.

"You shameless bastard, you dare to bully anyone? Blocking my son from making money, I'll kill you! You damned piece of trash..."

Although their legal awareness was weak, the Zhang family weren't complete idiots. Seeing the growing crowd of onlookers, they knew it was time to run. However, when they turned around, they found that Fang Zhiyi had long disappeared. But they couldn't worry about that now; leaving this place first was the priority.

The Zhang family ran to the next block. Zhang Daming panted heavily, "That little brat ran off on his own?"

Wang Ling shook her head, "I don't know, did he run because he saw too many people?"

Zhang Xiong said disdainfully, "After all these years, he's still so cowardly. What a loser!"

Zhang Daming chuckled, "It's good that he's cowardly. If he's cowardly, he'll listen to us."

Suddenly, Wang Ling's eyes widened, and then she looked in a certain direction with some confusion.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Daming was puzzled.

Wang Ling suddenly pointed in a direction: "Hubby, look, doesn't that kid look like Zhang Sangou?" On this point, Fang Zhiyi still admired her. Even though Zhang Sangou was still small when he was sold, she could recognize him at a glance. Of course, maybe it was because Zhang Sangou, who was now Fang Zhizu, looked far too much like Zhang Daming.

"Now that you mention it, he really does!" Zhang Daming was also stunned.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhizu also saw these three people. He froze for a moment, instinctively hiding the grilled sausage he had just snatched from an elementary school student behind his back. The way these people were looking at him, it was as if they wanted to rob him.

Just as Wang Ling and the others began to approach Fang Zhizu, Fang Zhiyi had already returned home.

The two elders of the Fang family were a little surprised: "You're back? Why are you back so early today? Go rest first, your mom and I will go cook."

Fang Zhiyi agreed, turning his head to catch a glimpse of a few small bowls on the kitchen table. Those were exclusively for Fang Zhizu. Fang Zhizu wandered around outside all day, and his adoptive parents were afraid he would go hungry, so they left food for him every day. Even with this, he still constantly found fault.

"Dad, Mom, I quit my job." Fang Zhiyi sat down heavily.

Hearing this, Father Fang paused for a moment, then smiled: "Quit then. I never thought your job was any good anyway. Who works overtime every single day? Back when your mom and I were working, we got off work on the dot. Overtime meant overtime pay and provided meals."

Mother Fang scolded playfully, "Stop bringing up your old history, society is different now than it was before!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. In our time, we had two days off on weekends. Look at this kid, not to mention only having one day off a week, he has to rush off to work the moment he gets a call. He works harder than the donkeys in the production teams back then!"

Mother Fang ignored him, simply comforting Fang Zhiyi: "It's fine, if you don't want to do it, don't. See if there's a job you like first, or maybe your dad and I can give you some money to start a small business or something?"

Father Fang was clearly a bit happy. He poured himself a glass of liquor, thought about it, and poured one for Fang Zhiyi as well: "Why are you rushing him? Our son started working right after graduation, look how tired he is. He finally quit, let him rest for a bit. Are you really going to treat him like a donkey?"

Fang Zhiyi looked at his adoptive parents in front of him, feeling a bit emotional in his heart.

"These parents are so good, your brother must be an animal, right? Bah, worse than an animal." Little Hei was indignant.

"Dad, Mom, I'm planning to go on a long trip..." Fang Zhiyi drank a glass with his adoptive father.

The adoptive parents were taken aback, then smiled: "That's great. We told you before, you should have gone out to travel when you graduated, but you were so incredibly stubborn and insisted on going to work. Going now is good too. Where are you planning to go?"

Mother Fang stood up directly: "Mom will get some money for you to take."

Fang Zhiyi quickly stopped her: "I have money. As for where... it's a secret for now, but I'm planning to take Zhizu with me."

These words made both adoptive parents freeze.

"Zhizu... him..."

"This kid, he's just hit his rebellious phase. You're his big brother, it's right for you to care for him more." The adoptive father took another sip. "Alright, anyway, I see this little rascal doesn't like studying. Maybe going out for a trip with you will help him figure things out."

While the family was enjoying themselves happily, the door opened, and Fang Zhizu appeared in the doorway. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was filled with excitement, but when he saw his adoptive parents, the disgust on his face could hardly be concealed.

"Oh, it's strange today, everyone came back so early? Mom will serve you some rice." Mother Fang stood up.

Fang Zhizu sat down beside Fang Zhiyi like a lord, then nudged Fang Zhiyi with his elbow. Fang Zhiyi looked at him, and Fang Zhizu winked and made faces.

"This idiot is so happy he could die after finding his biological parents, I don't know how his brain works." Little Hei floated above Fang Zhizu's head, seemingly wanting to manually pry open his skull to check.

After Fang Zhizu returned, the atmosphere at the dining table became much heavier. He showed no respect for his adoptive parents, and Fang Zhiyi had to suppress the urge to beat him up three times.

"No, no, I can't hit him. If I hit him, I'll expose a flaw." He remembered the details of how he had exposed flaws in front of the original host's parents before. He couldn't make the same mistake in this world. These two old people were already miserable enough; he had to at least act like a decent human being.

After dinner, Fang Zhizu pulled Fang Zhiyi into the room, excitedly saying that he had seen their mom and dad today!

Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: "And so?"

"Bro, didn't you understand? Our biological parents found us!" He paused, his gaze turning toward the tightly closed door. "I've suspected since I was little that we were trafficked. Maybe these two old geezers are the buyers!"

Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath: "And so?"

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