He was talking about the renovation of his own house. When Fang Zhiyi found out about it at the time, he patted his chest and promised to help them with the renovation.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. "Sure. But it just reminded me of something."
Fang Wenxia and her husband both looked at him.
"Didn't I say before that I know how to skim coat walls? A few days ago, I met a buddy whose family is in the renovation business. I was thinking, how about I talk to him for you? Since we're close relatives, we'll use all the best materials, and of course, the price will just be at cost."
Fang Wenxia's eyes lit up. "Big brother, really?"
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "When have I ever not meant what I said?"
Fang Wenxia and Li Jianguo exchanged a glance. That was true; Fang Zhiyi, this easy mark, always foolishly helped out every single time.
"Then we'll have to trouble you, big brother. Once the renovation is done, I'll treat you to drinks! You're like my own blood brother!" Li Jianguo affectionately threw an arm around Fang Zhiyi's shoulders, and Fang Zhiyi's face was full of smiles.
"Oh, Wenxia is here?" Hearing the voices, Liu Mei walked out of the room. When she saw Fang Wenxia and her husband, her face immediately broke into a wide smile. "Why didn't you let us know in advance? I haven't prepared any food. Wait right here, I'll go buy some groceries right now."
"Um, sister-in-law, please don't go to any trouble. We're just visiting and will leave soon. Mainly, the kid missed his uncle." Fang Wenxia's lies rolled off her tongue effortlessly as always.
Fang Zhiyi was very generous. "You're here, so you'll stay to eat. What's the big deal? Go, buy the best! And get a good bottle of liquor!"
Liu Mei froze for a moment. Buy a good bottle of liquor too?
Seeing her just standing there, Fang Zhiyi's expression darkened. "Go buy a bottle of that... that thousand-yuan-a-bottle stuff. My brother-in-law and I are going to have a few drinks! Hurry up and go!"
Liu Mei nodded and left, but after she turned around, her brows remained furrowed. A thousand-yuan bottle of liquor? Even though they were always warm and hospitable to relatives, wasn't that a bit too expensive? They barely had any money left this month anyway.
But after thinking about it, although it pained her wallet, there was nothing she could do.
"Big brother, really, why drink such expensive liquor? Money is hard to earn." Fang Wenxia said, though her smile was tinged with a hint of disdain.
Fang Zhiyi acted as if he didn't notice. "What are you talking about? Your sister-in-law and I both have jobs. Spending is spending, right?"
Li Xiaojun was running around the house, imitating the sound of a train whistle, being incredibly noisy. But Fang Zhiyi acted as if he couldn't hear a thing, just bragging to his sister and brother-in-law exactly like the original owner of his body used to do.
Fang Wenxia couldn't go three sentences without mentioning her own child, her words oozing with a sense of superiority.
Inside his room, Fang Ning also knew that his annoying aunt's family had arrived. Whenever they came, his parents would buy good food to entertain them, praise that jerk of a younger cousin, and take the opportunity to belittle him and his sister.
Fang Ning's eyes were gloomy, a lump of frustration blocking his chest.
As expected, his bedroom door would soon be casually pushed open by his dad, put on display for his aunt and the others, accompanied by complaints about how much trouble he usually was.
But he waited for a long time, and the door was never pushed open, which surprised Fang Ning a bit.
Had they left? He tiptoed to the door and pressed his ear against it. Outside, Fang Zhiyi's voice could still be heard, occasionally mixed with his aunt's chiming in. He sighed and was about to step away when he suddenly heard his sister crying.
Although Fang Ning was rebellious, he knew that as an older brother, he should protect his sister, so he opened the door and walked out.
He saw his sister standing there crying, holding her favorite rag doll. The doll's arm had been completely ripped off, cotton stuffing scattered all over the floor, while that Li Xiaojun was hiding in Li Jianguo's arms, making faces at Fang Ting.
"You little..." Fang Ning strode forward. He seemed to see his younger self; back then it was the same, his older cousin had broken his pen, and he couldn't do anything but cry. But it was different now; he had plenty of strength!
But he was suddenly blocked by Fang Zhiyi. He looked defiantly at his father in front of him. Fang Zhiyi didn't look at him, but just placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
Fang Ning was somewhat puzzled.
"Look at this child, actually breaking his sister's thing. Hurry up and apologize to your sister," Fang Wenxia scolded hypocritically.
Li Xiaojun smiled cheekily. "Sorry~"
Fang Wenxia then looked at Fang Ting. "Your brother apologized to you, hurry up and say it's okay."
Fang Ting looked at her rag doll, her eyes red and swollen, just sobbing softly.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly spoke up. "It's fine, they're just kids, it doesn't matter."
Hearing this, a massive sense of disappointment surged in Fang Ning's heart. His parents always said that it was fine when it came to other people, but did their own children deserve to be wronged?
However, Fang Zhiyi squeezed his shoulder once more. Fang Ning could only stand silently in place, looking at his sister with heartache.
Fang Zhiyi let go of him, walked over to Li Xiaojun, and smilingly pulled out a hundred-yuan bill. Li Xiaojun's eyes instantly lit up. Sure enough, his uncle was still the same uncle! So generous!
"Xiaojun is really impressive, having such great strength. Keep it up in the future! This is a reward from your uncle!" Fang Zhiyi stuffed the hundred-yuan bill into his hand. "Make sure you keep it safe, don't let your mom and dad take it away."
"Oh my, big brother, look at you, why give a child so much money," Fang Wenxia laughed.
What a fool.
At this moment, Liu Mei, who had rushed back, pushed the door open and saw this scene. She felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart, but for the sake of saving face, she still smiled and brought all the groceries in, then urged Fang Zhiyi to hurry up and cook.
During the meal, Li Xiaojun still wouldn't settle down. He was either tossing pieces of fat onto the floor in disgust or haphazardly digging through the dishes on the table with his chopsticks. Fang Ning watched with cold eyes, only able to take a deep breath to suppress his inner anger.
Fang Wenxia and Li Jianguo turned a blind eye to it.
"Hey, Fang Ning, go fetch me a bowl of rice." Fang Wenxia ordered Fang Ning around very naturally.
Fang Ning just took the bowl and silently went to serve the rice. Fang Zhiyi noticed his daughter taking small bites of the greens in her bowl, so he quietly placed a piece of meat into her bowl. Fang Ting looked up at her father in confusion, and Fang Zhiyi winked at her.
Fang Ting lowered her head again; beside her sat her broken doll.
Liu Mei started discussing children with Fang Wenxia again, praising Li Xiaojun for being lively and having a fair complexion, before looking at her own children with distaste.
"Look at them, I don't even know how these two grew up like this. It's not like we mistreat them day to day, yet they are so dark and skinny. I don't know who they take after." Saying that, Liu Mei even put a chicken wing into Li Xiaojun's bowl. "Xiaojun, eat some more."
Li Xiaojun just took one bite and threw it on the table. "I don't want to eat anymore! I'm full!"
"Alright, alright, if you're full, go play!" Liu Mei displayed a level of patience and tolerance entirely different from how she treated her own children.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
