Zhang Fan held the 10,000 yuan in his hand. Although it was not heavy, it made him feel inexplicably at ease.

In this era where everything is in line with money, this may be the unique charm of money.

However, after Zhang Fan counted the stack of money again, he leaned his head up on the bed, staring straight at the money raised above his head.

When he looked at it intently for a while, he felt that it was nothing more than that.

It’s not that Zhang Fan doesn’t like money and has no interest in money.

It’s not that Zhang Fan has a bad look, and he can’t tell whether this is money or paper.

After all, it was just that when he thought that he would not have to do anything in the future, he could automatically get stacks of money every day.

Suddenly I felt that my future life was a bit boring.

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

Then he shook his head. "No, rich people should be wary of being cheated by their friends who are drinking and meat, and they are worried that they will go bankrupt one day."

He has no worries about this at all. He has never seen the protagonist in the genius article go bankrupt.

Zhang Fan just needs to spend every day happily, and the money will reach his hands quietly.

"This is quite boring." Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

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

When the richest man is too arrogant, it is good to make a fortune in this way.

No, it’s just lying down and making a fortune.

I still have to hold my breath carefully when I say a silence, but I don’t have to do anything. I just need to lie comfortably on the bed and have money to make money again.

But let alone, this rich system is pretty good.

No need to breathe or run.

Although there is no lottery, there is no task that needs to be completed by yourself.

Even the system mall is in a very simple way, with no women's clothing or sports cars, only one like oral liquid for health care products.

Why do you say it is like this here?

It is because Zhang Fan thinks that although the system-produced Life No. 1 is expensive, its efficacy should be genuine.

Instead of those that are expensively sold glucose and protein that can match.

Zhang Fan calculated silently in his heart that he would be able to take a look at this one million-dollar supplement in about twelve days.

After hiding the money under the pillow, Zhang Fan put on his slippers and went to the living room.

My father Zhang Youwei was reading "Evening News" again, and my mother Lu Jing was sitting at the dining table with a stack of homework books placed on it.

After seeing Zhang Fan come out, he stopped to correct his homework and looked up and asked, "Has the homework been completed?"

"Yes." Zhang Fan lies without changing his expression.

Zhang Youwei glanced at his son and wanted to say, "Who are you fooling about? Today you came back empty-handed and didn't even carry your schoolbag. No, he still had a girl's umbrella in his hand."

It was just related to his wife's temperament, so he gave up after coughing.

Zhang Youwei finally saw that his son and his wife had eased, and he didn't want to have a counterproductive effect.

"It's only the second year of junior high school, so it's nothing to do your homework for a day."

After being a civil servant for a long time, Zhang Youwei is very good at using procrastination psychology and has also taken care of 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 that are not there. I wanted to transform my motherland at the beginning."

Zhang Youwei, who just graduated and passed the civil service exam, is also an ideal young man with a grand spirit and dared to give in to the world.

Instead of sitting in the office like this now, going to get off work and getting off work, and trying to make a living.

Lu Jing thought for a moment, smiled and shook her head at Zhang Fan. "It's better to be a teacher! I've been teaching for more than ten years and I'm used to it."

He paused and said, "If our family really has money, it will definitely save it. You can use it to marry a wife in the future. Nowadays, girls must have a car and a house before they can get married, and there will be a lot of brides."

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

She was in a free relationship with Zhang Fan's father at the time, and there was no bride price at that time.

You like me, I like you.

Then the parents of both sides had a few meals together and things were settled.

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

Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, invite relatives and friends from both sides and neighbors to have some wine, and the marriage will be settled.

That's what you're doing now.

There was a male teacher in Lujing School who had a quarrel with his girlfriend over the house and the dowry. The mother-in-law pulled her daughter to have an abortion in anger.

"I'm so alone, I don't have classes now, so I'm staying in the teacher's dormitory to drink all day long."

It is precisely because of this incident that Lu Jing feels this way. She doesn't want her son to be like this in the future.

After hearing his mother's words, Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly. "Mom, I'm in the second grade of junior high school, you're thinking about this."

Zhang Youwei looked at Zhang Fan's smile and glared at him, his voice louder. "Do you still know that you are in the second year of junior high school? Don't think about the ones that are there for a day. Study hard, and getting into a good high school is the bottom line."

"Yes, I'll guarantee to get into a good high school." Zhang Fan stood at attention pretending to be attentive and saluted Zhang Youwei.

Lu Jing looked at her son's funny and patted Zhang Fan's butt, and said angrily: "It's so big, and it's as naughty as when I was a child. Go to bed quickly, and I'll have class tomorrow."

"I understand." Zhang Fan poured a cup of warm water in a disposable cup and drank it all, and returned to his bedroom.

After seeing his son's back disappear from his sight, Lu Jing smiled and said to Zhang Youwei: "Fan'er is not young anymore, so he should consider his future marriage."

Zhang Youwei nodded. "Yes."

He lit another cigarette again, took a sip and spit out the lingering green cigarette. "I have time to walk around with the director and try to get a place for the house. We can rent it out or sell it for money at that time."

"You can do this by yourself! Don't waste money."

After Lu Jing finished speaking, he started to correct the homework again.

She is a serious person, and students have to correct their homework by themselves one by one.

It is also because of this that even if she teaches elementary school, she is actually very laborious.

But because of this, when the parents of students meet her on the road, they will take the initiative to walk up and say hello and shout kindly, "Teacher Lu."

There is a mirror in a person's heart that can reflect himself and others.

Lu Jing lost her personal rest time and also gained the respect from the students' parents.

Who can explain the gains and losses clearly?

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

Finally, he lay on the bed with a big word. After thinking about it, he decided to maintain the status quo.

Since reality has satisfied yourself, don’t break it easily.

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

Zhang Fan reached under the pillow, touched the stack of 10,000 yuan, let out a breath, and got up and put it in a schoolbag.

He has more than one schoolbag.

I was afraid that sometimes I would forget to carry my schoolbag when I went home, so I would carry an empty schoolbag to deal with my mother when I went out in the morning.

After putting his schoolbag in place, Zhang Fan lay on the bed again.

I wanted to play with my phone for a while, but my phone was too old. He really couldn't adapt to the simple phone because he was used to smart phones.

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

Bai Xue pounced on the bed with a shark doll in her arms, staring at the phone screen and waiting for the penguin icon to flash until her legs were sore, and she did not wait for Zhang Fan's reply.

"Stinky egg Zhang Fan, I want to draw circles and curse you for having nightmares tonight."

After hearing his mother whispering to ask her father why he came back so late, Bai Xue covered her ears with the quilt and started to sleep.

Her name is Bai Xue, but she is not a princess.

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

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

The beautiful fairy tale cannot withstand the temptation of reality after all, and Bai Shengchun admitted that his willpower was not firm enough.

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

He did not have nightmares, but instead had a very wonderful dream.

He had just seen Jiang Lanqing, but he had already imagined everything about Jiang Lanqing in his dream.

Her body and actions.

This is the imagination of men!
To be continued...