Zhang Fan held the 10,000 yuan in his hand, although its weight was not heavy, it made him feel inexplicably down-to-earth.

In this era when everything is on par with money, this may be the unique charm of money.

It's just that after Zhang Fan roughly counted the stack of money again, he lay on the bed with his head up, staring straight at the money held above his head.

When he looked at it intently for a moment, he realized that it was nothing more than that.

It's not that Zhang Fan doesn't like money and doesn't have any interest in money.

It's not that Zhang Fan's eyes are bad, and he can't tell whether this is money or paper.

In the end, it was just when he thought that he would not have to do anything in the future, and he would automatically get such stacks of money every day.

Suddenly I feel that my future life is a bit boring.

"This is the boring and boring life of a rich man?" Zhang Fan thought in his heart.

Then he shook his head. "No, rich people also have to beware of being cheated by friends who drink and meat, and they are worried that they will go bankrupt one day. ”

And he has no worries about this, he has not seen the protagonist in the system article go bankrupt.

Zhang Fan only needs to spend every day happily, and the money will reach him quietly.

"It's boring. Zhang Fan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

If making money is a person's lifelong goal, then Zhang Fan feels that he is standing at the end of the line now.

Being the richest man is too ostentatious, so it's not bad to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

No, it's lying to make a fortune.

I have to hold my breath carefully, and I don't have to do anything, I just need to lie comfortably in bed and the money will come in again.

But aside, the system is pretty good.

No need to breathe, no need to run.

There is no lottery to make myself happy or sad because of Lady Luck's arrangement.

Even the system mall is shabby, there are no women's clothes and sports cars, only a health care product oral liquid.

Why do you say like this?

It is because Zhang Fan feels that although the life number one produced by the system is expensive, its efficacy should be genuine.

And not those that sell expensively can be compared to glucose and protein.

Zhang Fan silently calculated in his heart, and in about twelve days, he would be able to take a look at this tonic worth one million.

After pressing the money under the pillow and hiding it, Zhang Fan put on slippers and came to the living room.

Father Zhang Youwei is watching "Evening News" again, and mother Lu Jing is sitting at the dining table, with a stack of homework books on the table.

After seeing Zhang Fan come out, he stopped grading his homework, looked up and asked, "Is your homework done?"

"Hmm. Zhang Fan lied without changing his face.

Zhang Youwei glanced at his son, and originally wanted to say: "Who are you fooling? Today you came back empty-handed, and you didn't carry your schoolbag." No, I still have a girl's umbrella in my hand. ”

It's just that I contacted my wife's temperament again, and I coughed and did it.

Zhang Youwei finally saw that his son and his wife had eased their relationship, and he didn't want to backfire.

"It's only the second year of junior high school, so it's okay if you don't do homework for a day. ”

Zhang Youwei has been a civil servant for a long time, and he is very good at using the psychology of procrastination, and by the way, he also piggybacks on himself.

Zhang Fan looked at his parents and asked softly, "Dad, Mom, how will you live when you have money in the future?"

Zhang Youwei glanced at Zhang Fan, and said angrily: "Don't think about these things, I still wanted to transform the motherland." ”

Zhang Youwei, who has just graduated and been admitted to the civil service, is also an ideal young man who is high-spirited and dares to scold Fang Xuan for pointing out the country.

Instead of sitting in the office like now, going to work is getting off work, and thinking about the old fritters who try to mess around.

Lu Jing thought for a moment, smiled at Zhang Fan and shook her head. I've been teaching for more than 10 years, and I'm used to it. ”

After a pause, he said: "If our family is really rich, we will definitely save it, and you will be able to use it when you marry your daughter-in-law in the future." Nowadays, girls have to have a car and a house before they are willing to marry, and the bride price will be a lot. ”

The latter sentence was filled with emotion in Lu Jing's tone.

She and Zhang Fan's father were in free love, and there was no bride price at that time.

You like me, I like you.

Then both parents have a few meals together, and the matter is settled.

Zhang Youwei's dowry was a gilded ring and a pair of silver earrings, and Lu Jing's dowry was nine quilts.

Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, invite relatives and friends of both parties and neighbors to have a drink, and the marriage will be concluded.

That's all the bells and whistles that come with now.

There was a male teacher in Lu Jing's school who fell out with his girlfriend because of the house and the bride price, and the mother-in-law pulled her daughter to have an abortion in a fit of anger.

"It's a good person, now I don't go to class, and I drink in the teacher's dormitory all day long. ”

It is precisely because of this incident that Lu Jing has this emotion, she doesn't want her son to be like this in the future.

After Zhang Fan heard his mother's words, he smiled awkwardly. "Mom, I'm only in my second year of junior high school, and you're thinking about this. ”

Zhang Youwei looked at Zhang Fan's smile, glared at him, and his voice became louder. "Do you still know that you are only in the second year of junior high school? Don't think about what you don't have for a day, study hard and get into a good high school is the last word. ”

"Yes, I promise to get into a good high school. Zhang Fan pretended to stand upright and gave a military salute to Zhang Youwei.

Lu Jing looked at her son's funnyness, slapped Zhang Fan's buttocks, and said angrily: "It's so old, and it's as naughty as when I was a child, hurry up and go to bed, I have to go to class tomorrow." ”

"Got it. Zhang Fan poured a glass of warm water from a disposable cup and drank it all before returning to his bedroom.

After Lu Jing saw her son's back disappear from her sight, she smiled and said to Zhang Youwei: "Fan'er is not too young, it is time to consider his future marriage." ”

Zhang Youwei nodded. "Yes. ”

He lit another cigarette and took a hard puff before exhaling the green smoke. "I have time to walk around with the director and try to get a place in the house, and then we can rent it out or sell it for money. ”

"You can do this kind of thing yourself! Don't waste money. ”

After Lu Jing finished speaking, she started to correct her homework again.

She is a more serious person, and the students' homework has to be corrected by themselves, one by one.

Because of this, even if she teaches elementary school, she is actually very tired.

But because of this, after the parents of the students met her on the road, they would take the initiative to come forward to say hello and shout cordially. "Teacher Lu. ”

There is a mirror in people's hearts, which can reflect themselves and others.

Lu Jing lost her personal break, but also gained the heartfelt respect of the students' parents.

Who can say clearly what is gained and lost?

Zhang Fan was also thinking about gains and losses in his heart, and thought over and over again whether he wanted to change his parents' lives?

In the end, he lay on the bed in a big word, and after thinking about it, he decided to maintain the status quo.

Now that reality has satisfied you, don't break it easily.

Good intentions can sometimes do bad things, and money can be poison.

Zhang Fan put his hand under the pillow, touched the stack of 10,000 yuan, exhaled, got up and put it in a schoolbag.

He has more than one school bag.

I am afraid that sometimes I will forget to carry my schoolbag when I go home, and I will carry an empty schoolbag to deal with my mother when I go out in the morning.

After putting the schoolbag away, Zhang Fan lay back on the bed.

I wanted to play with the mobile phone for a while, but the mobile phone was too old, and he couldn't adapt to the simple mobile phone for the accustomed smart phone.

Looking at the rough screen and the app, I casually threw it to the head of the bed, and didn't notice the penguin information on it.

Bai Xue threw herself on the bed holding a shark doll, staring at the phone screen and waiting for the penguin icon to flash, until her legs were sore, and she didn't wait for Zhang Fan's reply.

"Rotten egg Zhang Fan, I'm going to draw circles and curse you for having nightmares tonight. ”

After hearing her mother whisper and ask her father why she came back so late, Bai Xue covered her ears with the quilt and began to sleep.

Her name is Snow White, but she is not a princess.

Bai Xue's father gave Bai Xue this name, and gradually forgot why he chose this name for his daughter.

Snow White, but for Bai Shengchun, it was a fairy tale, as if he once thought he would be a good father and husband.

After all, the beautiful fairy tale can't resist the temptation of reality, and Bai Shengchun admits that his willpower is not strong enough.

Unlike Bai Shengchun, Zhang Fan thought that his willpower was strong enough, but he still lost.

Instead of having nightmares, he had a wonderful dream.

Obviously, he had only seen Jiang Lanqing once, and he had already imagined everything about Jiang Lanqing in his dreams.

Her body and movements.

This is a man's imagination!

If there is a lack of material, replace it with the material from memory.

Zhang Fan pressed the light switch and pressed his head with his hand, he was speechless.

"Is that okay? There's even a bus plot. ”

After shaking his head vigorously, Zhang Fan threw his underwear into the trash can and went to take a shower quietly.

Then he got dressed and threw the garbage bag into the trash can in the stairwell, destroying the body.

"I really became an adolescent. ”

A cold wind blew, Zhang Fan shivered, stood on tiptoe and gently closed the security door.

The sound of a rooster was already ringing in his ears.

Some residents on the top floor of Guangming City grow some vegetables and raise a few chickens on the roofs of their houses.

While being cursed by some people, it also acts as an alarm clock for some people.

Jiang Lanqing was woken up by the sound of a chicken's crow, and a carp stood up from the bed, looking at the bright sky outside the window.

He patted his hot cheeks with both hands and cursed.

"Zhang Fan is a big pervert. ”