Immersed in the study of Holy Land characters, Zhang Xuezhou suddenly found himself in a different environment after getting up and waking up.
It was still an old and small room, but he quickly noticed that the surrounding furnishings were completely different from what he had seen before.
This clearly doesn't belong in his room.
But Zhang Xuezhou noticed some familiar objects, which were even packed and unopened.
"Are you surprised, are you happy, are you surprised, are you surprised?"
Zhang Weimeng stretched out his right hand, intending to give Zhang Xuezhou a high-five.
But Zhang Xuezhou didn't extend his hand, which made him embarrassed and lowered his right hand.
"While you were sleeping, I took you out of Sudong City and took you to Xijing by air, which took eight hours and nine minutes," Zhang Weimeng said.
"To Xijing?"
Zhang Xuezhou looked surprised.
"Do you know that I am coming to Xijing to study? Did the notice from Canglan Academy come so soon?"
"Canglan Academy? No, no, no, this is Shengteng Academy next door to Canglan Academy. Your sister lives here," Zhang Weimeng replied.
"My sister?"
Zhang Xuezhou took a breath of air.
"Why did you bring me to her?" Zhang Xuezhou said: "You can't rent me a cheap small house. I don't want to be crowded with that violent woman at all!"
"Dear brother, I seem to hear you talking bad things about me!"
A few seconds after Zhang Xuezhou finished speaking, a crisp voice came from outside the room.
This made Zhang Xuezhou swallow his saliva.
"My dear sister, I miss you so much!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted, and the door was pushed open immediately, and a familiar and beautiful face suddenly came into view.
She still has the neat short hair of the past, and she doesn't look like a girl at all.
But the apron she wears proves that Zhang Manqian is good in the kitchen.
A hint of the aroma of breakfast wheat came, Zhang Manqian stretched out her hand to grab it, and Zhang Xuezhou had been lifted out of the bed like a little chicken.
"One hundred and thirteen kilograms. This weight is so weightless that it doesn't feel like a normal-developing boy at all!"
Zhang Manqian casually estimated Zhang Xuezhou's current weight like a piece of pork, and then put Zhang Xuezhou back.
"I've eaten very hard," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"You are so lazy. You must be eating synthetic foods to save time. How can those things strengthen your body?" Zhang Manqian said: "Now that you have time, go to the market more. There are still a lot of organic vegetables and meats to buy in the market!
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"I don't have time," Zhang Xuezhou shouted: "My time is very tight now, and I can't spare any wasted time to go to the market!"
"My dear brother, are you not cooperating with your sister?"
Zhang Manqian pinched Zhang Xuezhou's weak spot, then put her head next to Zhang Xuezhou's ear, and said, "Your normal reaction should be to cry with your father quickly. It's not that you don't have time, so hurry up and cry."
“Even if I have time to go to the market, do I have money to buy groceries?”
Feeling the pain in the soft flesh on his waist, Zhang Xuezhou quickly changed his words and looked at Zhang Weimeng for help.
"It's okay, it's okay. Your mother has made a lot of money from live broadcasts in recent days and gave me five thousand yuan. You can use it for living expenses!"
Zhang Xuezhou breathed a sigh of relief at Zhang Weimeng's generous funding.
If Zhang Weimeng doesn't give him any more money, Zhang Xuezhou's pain will definitely intensify.
Unless Zhang Weimeng can stay by his side, Zhang Xuezhou can only cooperate.
"Is live broadcasting so profitable? Five thousand yuan in just a few days?" Zhang Manqian asked doubtfully: "Did you run into some big guy who was looking for my mother's beauty?"
"What are you talking nonsense about? This is the big brother's support for your mother's career. It is a pure act of giving and funding!" Zhang Weimeng explained.
"Come on, dad, let me remind you first, be careful, don't end up writing a book and not being famous, and losing your wife!"
"What are you talking about...put me down quickly!"
As Zhang Weimeng was brought up, the old and small apartment was filled with struggles and frustrations.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at Zhang Weimeng who ran away angrily after breakfast and felt that he had been ruthlessly abandoned.
Moreover, Zhang Manqian is so brave now that she starts mentioning Zhang Weimeng. There is no chance that he can ask Zhang Weimeng for help.
"My dear sister, how much does it cost to rent a house in Xijing per month?" Zhang Xuezhou asked as soon as his mind came to his mind.
"My dear brother, when you get rich, you can live in a house at any price you want!"
Before Zhang Xuezhou even mentioned the little thought in his mind, Zhang Manqian stretched out his hand, and all the money in his pocket that was still warm had changed owners.
Zhang Manqian plucked the banknotes with her hands and was very satisfied with the money being recorded.
This made her very welcome Zhang Xuezhou's arrival.
Although this old and small room is a bit poor, there is no problem in squeezing two people in. Especially for people like Zhang Xuezhou who don't like to move, they save space and will not cause any special trouble.
"After all, Shengteng University is a first-class university in our country. It doesn't even provide accommodation, right?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully: "With your money-grubbing temperament, there is no way you would give up free accommodation!"
"Sister, am I stingy?" Zhang Manqian said dissatisfied: "Besides, the school provides a standard single room, and it has to accommodate four people. My sister thinks that there is no way to move around in that kind of place!"
Zhang Manqian took off her apron, revealing her extremely solid and well-proportioned arms.
She gestured towards Zhang Xuezhou with her arm, and pointed to a wooden box in the corner of the room.
"Sister is learning cold weapon fighting skills recently, so she can't live in a four-person dormitory," Zhang Manqian said.
"Cold weapon fighting technique?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously: "Is it the cold weapon fighting technique that was practiced hard for ten years and then collapsed with a shot?"
"You don't understand fighting skills." Zhang Manqian waved her hands and said, "In short-distance combat, cold weapons are the absolute king. As long as you practice well, any gun will be useless."
"Don't be superstitious about those martial arts novels written by dad. According to your theory, you might as well do it with bare hands." Zhang Xuezhou said with difficulty: "The distance with bare hands is very short. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the absolute king!"
"It took millions of years of evolution for human beings to learn to use tools rationally. It is impossible for me to give up tools." Zhang Manqian said: "Your statement is anti-intellectual."
"A gun is also a tool. If you are interested in combat training, go practice it." Zhang Xuezhou said: "What kind of cold weapon fighting skills are you learning? You can't even find a job with this kind of talent!"
"Guns are only useful in large-scale conflicts, and without a gun certificate for special positions, my sister's practice with guns is in vain, and there is no way it will be useful even if she practices it with perfect accuracy." Zhang Manqian emphasized: "Besides, gun training is very expensive.
Poor families like ours cannot afford that kind of expense!"
"It turns out there is no money!"
Zhang Xuezhou grasped the key point in Zhang Manqian's words, which made Zhang Manqian quite dissatisfied with this faceless revelation.
But what Zhang Xuezhou said is the truth. For a qualified fighter, bare hands, weapons, and firearms are all items that need to be practiced.
The lack of any one of them will bring about defects that are difficult to make up for.
But each of these requires a lot of funds to support, and she can only do the best within her ability.
Zhang Manqian's major subject at Shengteng University is biogenetics, and she is very aware of the value of special biological genes.
As long as she has the foundation to enter the relevant risk fields, money will inevitably come like water.
As long as a small achievement can make the family no longer have to worry about money and cure Zhang Xuezhou's illness, Zhang Manqian feels that all the efforts will be worth it.