The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City - Chapter 28

Chapter 28: A Disgusting Family

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This b*stard, Zhang Fan has disliked him for a long time.

Two years ago, Zhang Xiaoyuan came back with Second Uncle, but ended up being beaten by this jerk. The reason was that this b*stard asked Zhang Xiaoyuan for money, but she refused to give it.

Zhang Xiaoyuan probably has not come in these two years because she was scared by this bastard.

Zhang Hu flew out directly and crashed into the rock wall behind, immediately screaming in pain.

“Zhang Fan, you scumbag, how dare you hit me?” Zhang Hu got up and pounced towards Zhang Fan.

Daring to curse! Without saying a word, Zhang Fan directly punched Zhang Hu in the eye socket.

There’s no need to hold back against this idiot.

Zhang Hu screamed again, holding his head, squatting on the ground, crying loudly.

Qi Fang, witnessing this scene, immediately screamed, “Zhang Fan, you little brat, how dare you hit my son!”

“Zhang Fan, you b*stard, he is your cousin,” Zhang Zhongliang also roared in anger.

Zhang Fan lifted his leg and kicked Zhang Hu down again, clapped his hands.

“Stop! Do you think you can leave after hitting my son?!” Qi Fang roared.

Zhang Fan turned around and coldly looked at Qi Fang, “If you’re not happy about it, then come at me. This is my home. Either get lost or stop causing trouble.”

Qi Fang trembled with anger, her fat body shaking. She shouted at Zhang Zhongliang, “You useless man, your son was beaten, why are you just standing there doing nothing?”

Zhang Zhongliang was also furious, glaring at Zhang Fan, “Why did you hit my son?”

“I warned him earlier not to mess with orchids, but he didn’t listen. What else could I do?” Zhang Fan said and picked up the orchid from the ground. Looking at the completely broken roots of the orchid, he stood up and said to Zhang Zhongliang, “Compensation, 200 yuan.”

“You, you…” Zhang Zhongliang pointed at Zhang Fan, unable to speak for a while. This brat hit someone and now he wants compensation?

“What ‘you’? Compensation, 200 yuan,” Zhang Fan said.

“Third Brother, come out and control your son. This brat is going too far, he even dares to hit his cousin,” Zhang Zhongliang shouted, wanting Zhang Dongyang to come out and reason with him.

Zhang Yuanlin felt a headache coming on. Damn it, another fight. “Oh, Big Brother, it’s just kids fighting. Why are you so angry?”

“If it was your daughter who got hit, of course, you would say that,” Zhang Zhongliang roared.

At this moment, Zhang Fan’s father, Zhang Dongyang, also walked out, frowning. “Little Fan, how could you hit someone?”

“Dad, this b*stard pulled out your orchid,” Zhang Fan said.

“Just give him a kick, why resort to fighting like this?” Zhang Dongyang said, disgust evident in his eyes. He never wanted to see Zhang Zhongliang and his family in his entire life.

Ten years ago, when Zhang Fan had a high fever and not a penny to his name, he went to seek help from Zhang Zhongliang, but that guy shut the door on him. That incident left Zhang Fan with lasting consequences. The doctor said there might be some issues with Zhang Fan’s brain. Considering Zhang Fan’s academic performance over the years, his hatred towards Zhang Zhongliang grew stronger. It was only a few hundred yuan, isn’t it? And he was supposed to be his own f*cking brother.

Zhang Fan nodded gently, looking at Zhang Zhongliang’s family, and said slowly, “Next time, I’ll just give him a kick.”

Hearing Zhang Fan and Zhang Dongyang’s words, Zhang Zhongliang’s nose almost twisted in anger. “Little Brother, is this how you educate your son?”

“Like father, like son. Hmph, scoring just over 300 on the exams, and even after graduating, he’ll only end up doing labor work. Useless,” Qi Fang helped Zhang Hu up and angrily scoffed. “Even if my son isn’t exceptional, he can still score 500 points on the exams and have no problem entering university. In this day and age, what can you do without a diploma?”

Qi Fang glared at Zhang Fan mockingly. Zhang Fan and Zhang Hu attended the same school but were in different classes, so Zhang Hu had already informed them of Zhang Fan’s academic performance. If it weren’t for Zhang Yuanlin’s return today, she wouldn’t have come to Zhang Dongyang’s house to cook. Her son was about to take the college entrance exam, and if he could get into the capital, Zhang Yuanlin, as the stepfather, would have to take care of him.

Just the car parked outside the gate was worth tens of thousands. Zhang Dongyang’s family must have been doing well in the Capital.

“Sister-in-law, I don’t need you to tell me what my son is like. Whatever kind of person he is, he will have his own fate. His poor academic performance hasn’t affected you, has it?” Zhang Dongyang said, then turned to Zhang Fan and said, “Go to the kitchen and help your aunt.”

After speaking, he ignored the glaring Zhang Zhongliang and his wife, and walked towards the rooms.

Zhang Yuanlin also knew about the incident from years ago. Honestly, he did not want to see Zhang Zhongliang’s family either, but after all, they were family. He did not want to escalate things. He walked up to Zhang Zhongliang and his wife and said, “Little Brother is just like that. Big Brother, don’t take it to heart.”

“Pah! We wouldn’t have come if it weren’t for the welcome celebration for you,” Qi Fang retorted angrily.

“Heh, who was it that brought chicken, duck, and fish to our door during Chinese New Year?” Zhang Fan sneered and walked into the kitchen with roast duck and beer in his hands.

“Xiaoyuan, go help your mom,” Zhang Yuanlin said.

“Okay,” Zhang Xiaoyuan ran to Zhang Fan’s side and hugged his arm.

“Brother, why are you coming back so late tonight?” Zhang Xiaoyuan asked, tilting her head.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoyuan’s chubby baby face, Zhang Fan smiled. “You’ve slimmed down everywhere else, why is your face still chubby? Come, hold these for me.”

Zhang Fan handed the things in his handsto Zhang Xiaoyuan, who grumbled dissatisfiedly, “Hmph, I’m not chubby. I’ve lost a lot of weight, okay?”

Zhang Fan chuckled and then reached out both hands towards Zhang Xiaoyuan’s face, pinching her chubby cheeks, and could not help but laugh in delight. “You say you’re not chubby, it’s all meat.”

“Brother, you’re bullying me,” Zhang Xiaoyuan widened her eyes and quickly shook her head, trying to shake off Zhang Fan’s teasing hands.

“Hahaha,” Zhang Fan laughed heartily and then ran into the kitchen.

When he was a child, he always looked forward to his uncle bringing Zhang Xiaoyuan home so they could be together and feel like a family.

As for Zhang Zhongliang’s family, they could go to hell and stay there forever. He never wanted to see them again.

Entering the kitchen, Zhang Fan saw his Second Aunt at work.

It must be said that his Second Aunt, Xiao Qi, was quite beautiful, even though she was almost 40 years old, there was not a single wrinkle on her face.

“Why are you all here? Get out, don’t make a mess,” Xiao Qi said as she looked at Zhang Fan and Zhang Xiaoyuan, immediately ushering them away.

“Mom, Brother Fan is bullying me,” Zhang Xiaoyuan pouted and complained to Zhang Fan about her chubby face. She was not chubby at all; she only weighed 98 pounds.

Xiao Qi took the things from Zhang Xiaoyuan’s hand and smiled, saying, “You little brat, it’s about time someone disciplined you properly.”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyuan instantly became unhappy, stomping her foot and saying, “Who’s your real daughter anyway?”

“Little Fan, take Xiaoyuan out to play, don’t cause trouble in the kitchen, dinner will be ready soon,” Xiao Qi hurriedly urged and shooed the two of them out.

“Why are you coming back now? Aren’t you still in school?” Zhang Fan curiously asked.

Zhang Xiaoyuan whispered, “We came back for the college entrance exam. We hadn’t bought a house before, and our household registration is still here. We couldn’t take the exam over in the Capital.”

Zhang Fan nodded repeatedly, understanding now.

“Where are you staying then?” Zhang Fan asked again.

“Of course, it’s at your house. The rooms have been cleaned up, and it’s right next to yours,” Zhang Xiaoyuan said with a sweet smile.

“What?” Zhang Fan did not snap out of it. They were staying at his house?

Looking at Zhang Xiaoyuan’s sweet smile, Zhang Fan recalled a voice in his mind.

[Spirit Cultivation target: Zhang Xiaoyuan. Quality: 6. Estimated Spirit Points: 80. Proceed with spirit cultivation?]

Zhang Fan was startled. Spirit Cultivation? Are you kidding me? If anyone dared to do something like that to Zhang Xiaoyuan, Dad would break their legs and send them to an orthopedic clinic.

F*ck, dad treated Zhang Xiaoyuan much better than his own son.