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Chapter 151: The Zhang Family Gets a Beating

On the evening of August 16, Huang Xiaochuan, weary from his journey, returned home after a year's absence, carrying large bags and small packages.

Huang Xiaochuan opened the simple security door at the front of his house from the outside, familiar with the place. After pushing open the door, he saw his father and mother, Zeng Lijuan, having dinner. Sitting opposite them was a strong man in his twenties with dark skin, wearing a sailor shirt and dark blue shorts.

This man was Huang Xiaochuan's older brother, Huang Dahai. He looked like he was back on leave to visit his family. He was a Marine and was stationed year-round on a stilt house in the southern sea. His skin was black and shiny from the sea breeze.

Huang Xiaochuan, still having put his things down, exclaimed in surprise, "Big Brother?"

Then Huang Xiaochuan called out to his parents, Lao Huang and Zeng Lijuan, "Mom and Dad, I'm home!"

The couple showed no surprise at seeing Huang Xiaochuan; instead, Huang Dahai greeted Huang Xiaochuan with a smile.

"I'm back!"

After Zeng Lijuan saw Huang Xiaochuan, she got up and started looking for something. Old Huang looked at his son, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, and felt that he was a bit unfamiliar. "Look at what he's done. If his brother-in-law hadn't told me himself, I would never have believed it!"

He can make such a big decision as buying a house on his own? If his mother doesn't give him a good scolding, he'll be so arrogant in the future.

Seeing Zeng Lijuan grab a feather duster and charge at him menacingly, Huang Xiaochuan wasn't stupid; he was bound to run!

But he forgot that he had just closed the door. He threw his things down and turned to run out, but as soon as he turned his head, he bumped his nose into the door. It hurt so much! Tears immediately welled up in his eyes. Before he could even wipe them away, Zeng Lijuan's feather duster was aimed at Huang Xiaochuan's groin.

Zeng Lijuan knew her limits and aimed her blows at Huang Xiaochuan's thickest spots, sending him flying three feet into the air.

"Mom! What are you doing? Ouch, that hurts!"

Huang Xiaochuan was chased all over the house, but his eyes were blurred with tears, which made him run away in a panic.

Zeng Lijuan slapped him hard seven or eight times before Huang Dahai finally stopped her.

"Alright, alright, Mom, let's stop fighting. My little brother knows he was wrong!"

Zeng Lijuan, who had been holding back for a long time, pointed at Huang Xiaochuan with a feather duster: "You brat, you think you're all grown up now? You hid so much money from us, and you even bought a house outside without telling us. Yu Xiang had to tell me to find out. Don't you even care about your father and mother?"

Huang Xiaochuan kept rubbing his burning buttocks and legs, feeling utterly speechless. He was, after all, a multi-millionaire with a company in Hong Kong and over twenty employees. He was a boss, in a way.

I never imagined that I would be chased and beaten by my elderly mother at home, and I didn't dare to fight back. Who can I complain to? Sigh!

And this old Huang, is he even a biological father? He didn't even stop his wife, he just stood by and watched the show!

"My dear mom! I haven't wasted any money, it's all there! Just give it to me if you want!"

Zeng Lijuan didn't believe it!

"You've already bought a house, how much money do you have left?"

"Don't you know money can make money?" Huang Xiaochuan retorted defiantly to his elderly mother, Zeng Lijuan.

Zeng Lijuan raised a feather duster as if to scare Huang Xiaochuan.

"Let's see if you can keep being stubborn."

At this point, Old Huang spoke up: "Alright, let's hear what he has to say about how money makes money."

Since he was going to talk about it, Huang Xiaochuan simply sat down, slightly embellished the story, concealed some details, and told only a small part of it.

"Now you know, right? I saw that stamp prices were soaring, so I invested all this money in stamps, and ended up making hundreds of thousands more. I used that money to buy the house."

As he spoke, Huang Xiaochuan handed Old Huang a passbook he always carried with him. Although it was a passbook from Shanghai Bank and no money could be withdrawn from it, it was enough to show that what Huang Xiaochuan was saying was true.

Old Huang opened the passbook and saw that the first number was 5, followed by a long string of zeros. Old Huang counted how many zeros there were, and after counting, he exclaimed "Uh!" and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Hearing about it is different from seeing it with your own eyes. If you put 500,000 yuan in cash in front of Lao Huang and Zeng Lijuan right now, they would probably both faint.

Looking at Lao Huang's expression, Zeng Lijuan asked in confusion, "Dad, what's wrong? How much money is up there?"

Old Huang's hands were trembling so badly that he handed the passbook to Zeng Lijuan with a shaky hand.

He also said, "Five hundred thousand!"

Upon hearing the amount of 500,000, Zeng Lijuan immediately clutched her chest with one hand. She took the passbook with her other hand and looked at it. Sure enough, it really was 500,000. Having worked as an accountant for so many years, she was very sensitive to numbers.

Fortunately, with over 300,000 yuan in advance, Zeng Lijuan could still manage.

Huang Dahai was also stunned. His younger brother had actually earned back 500,000 yuan, no, more than that. He had even bought a house in Shanghai.

While everyone was still in a daze, Huang Xiaochuan took out the gifts he had brought back.

He slipped the 80-gram gold bracelet directly onto his elderly mother Zeng Lijuan's wrist: "Mom, this is for you. Do you like it?"

Zeng Lijuan glanced at the savings account with 500,000 yuan, then at the large gold bracelet on her wrist, feeling as if she were dreaming.

"Dad, pinch me, am I dreaming?"

"Ouch, why did you hit me so hard, you old geezer?" Zeng Lijuan complained to Lao Huang, who was pinched in pain.

Old Huang was speechless. "You're the one who told me to pinch him, okay?"

Then Huang Xiaochuan took out four bottles of Remy Martin Louis XIII and several cartons of cigarettes and gave them to his father: "Dad, these are for you."

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Then Huang Xiaochuan said apologetically to Huang Dahai, "Big brother, I didn't know you were coming back and I didn't bring you any gifts. You and second brother can each have half of that 500,000 yuan, and I'll keep it for you two to use when I get married."

Upon hearing Huang Xiaochuan's words, Zeng Lijuan became so angry that she slapped him on the shoulder.

"What kind of wife did your brother marry that cost 250,000? That's utter nonsense."

At this moment, Lao Huang's attention was drawn to the Remy Martin Louis XIII that Huang Xiaochuan had brought back. He had never seen this kind of wine before, and he looked at it for a long time after opening it.

"Xiao Chuan, how much did you pay for this wine?"

Huang Xiaochuan laughed and said, "Dad, who cares how much it costs! As long as you like it!"

Huang Dahai knew the price of this wine.

"Dad! This liquor is called Rémy Martin Louis XIII. I saw it at the duty-free shop in Haikou; a bottle costs over two thousand yuan!"

Old Huang was startled and quickly put the wine back on the table: "This wine costs over two thousand yuan a bottle? Then four bottles would cost ten thousand yuan?"

Upon hearing that a bottle of wine cost over two thousand yuan, Zeng Lijuan complained again: "Are you kidding me! Why buy such expensive wine?"

Zeng Lijuan was naturally going to complain. These four bottles of wine were worth as much as the two big gold bracelets on her wrists. This little brat still favored his father. Her mother had spoiled him for nothing.

"Mom! Dad likes this. Besides, it's not like we can't afford it now. You've saved every penny for us your whole lives, so it's time to enjoy the blessings of your son."

Huang Xiaochuan's words warmed Zeng Lijuan and Lao Huang's hearts. Their son knew how to be filial, and they were overjoyed.

Upon further reflection, it wasn't money he'd stolen or swindled; it was all honestly earned by Huang Xiaochuan. According to the traditional mindset, buying a house or land was a necessity when one had money. So, the matter of Huang Xiaochuan secretly buying a house was considered closed, and of course, the 500,000 yuan savings account was naturally kept by Zeng Lijuan.

Having settled things with his parents, Huang Xiaochuan naturally needed to go upstairs as well. After telling Lao Huang and his mother, he carried his things upstairs.

The Yu family on the third floor was as hot as ever in the summer. Old Yu, covered in sweat, was drinking a small wine glass. When he saw Huang Xiaochuan enter, he happily got up to greet him.

"Xiao Chuan, you're back? Have you eaten? Want to have a drink with me?"

"I haven't eaten yet! But there's no rush for food. I brought some cigarettes and alcohol for Uncle Yu."

Huang Xiaochuan already considered himself Yu's son-in-law, so Old Yu naturally didn't stand on ceremony with him and happily accepted the gift Huang Xiaochuan gave him.

Hearing the commotion, Zheng Aiying, Yu Min, and Yu Wei all came out of the room.

"Aunt Zheng!"

"Xiao Chuan, you're back! Haven't had dinner yet? I'll go cook you something."

"Aunt Zheng, don't rush to eat, this is for you." Huang Xiaochuan handed the jewelry box to Zheng Aiying.

"Oh, you even brought me a gift?" Zheng Aiying was surprised to find a large gold bracelet inside.

When she opened it, she was shocked! No wonder it was so heavy, this bracelet must weigh at least fifty grams, right?

The gold counters in Qingjiang Shopping Mall don't have bangles this thick; they mostly sell thin bracelets. The key is that bangles that are too big aren't popular, so they don't stock them.

Yu Min leaned closer to her mother and stared in disbelief. Such a huge gold bracelet!

Zheng Aiying quickly returned the jewelry box to Huang Xiaochuan.

"You silly child, this is too valuable. I don't want it. You should take it back and give it to your mother!"

How could Huang Xiaochuan possibly take it back? He pushed the jewelry box back.

"My mom has one too, just like yours. She can't very well wear one on each hand, can she? That would look ridiculous. This one is for you. My mom knows. You can ask her about it yourself later."

At this point, Lao Yu spoke up, advising Zheng Aiying, "Since that's the case, you should accept it first, so as not to disappoint the children's good intentions."

Zheng Aiying reluctantly accepted it, then said, "You eat with your Uncle Yu for a while, I'll go cook you a dish now."

The Yu family knew that Huang Xiaochuan was wealthy, so Yu Min stopped Huang Xiaochuan and asked, "Where's my gift?"

Huang Xiaochuan really didn't think of bringing Yu Min a gift; he completely forgot about her!

Huang Xiaochuan retorted confidently, "We're of the same generation, there's no need! I was just showing respect to Uncle Yu and Aunt Zheng, why are you getting involved!"

Yu Min's face darkened with anger, and she muttered, "Stingy!"

Yu Wei remained silent, simply watching the commotion from the sidelines.

After Huang Xiaochuan sat down, he sat down as well.

Old Yu is living a pretty good life. Four small cold dishes to go with his drinks, he couldn't be happier!

When Yu Wei saw his friend return, he also raised his glass to him.

Zheng Aiying was quick and efficient, and in less than ten minutes she had cooked two dishes: stir-fried green peppers with eggs and stir-fried tofu.

"Xiao Chuan! There are only these few things in the refrigerator. Make do with this for tonight. I'll go buy more groceries tomorrow and invite your parents and your older brother up for dinner tomorrow night."

Huang Xiaochuan smiled, took the dishes, and agreed, "Okay! I understand!"

After settling the three of them in, Zheng Aiying took the large gold bracelet downstairs to find Zeng Lijuan. The gold bracelet was too valuable, so she had to return it quickly, otherwise people would think that the Yu family was unreasonable!

At this moment, Lao Yu was examining the Remy Martin Louis XIII in his hand. This stuff was not available for sale in this small city, so it was the first time Lao Yu had ever seen it. Men, regardless of age, are always curious, so he immediately wanted to open a bottle and try it.

Huang Xiaochuan certainly had no objection. He bought it for him to drink, so let him try it!