Chapter 7: A Sister Falls from the Sky

Since you like it so much, just push it away; after all, no one will see it

Zhao Jing was momentarily dazed by his call of "Xiao Jing." Indeed, the young man usually addressed her this way. After taking a closer look at Zhang Yang's appearance, she realized it was none other than her own brother. She let out a scream and rushed forward, tightly hugging Zhang Yang's right arm. Zhang Yang was startled by her delayed reaction: "I said, girl, we don't play like that. You can't just jump out and scare your brother like that, can you?"

"Who was I at that time? Oh, it turns out to be San Er!" Zhao Lijun had a hard time connecting this well-dressed young man with Zhang Yang. He reached out to pat Zhang Yang on the head, but Zhang Yang, influenced by his impression from the diary, already had little fondness for him. He raised his hand to block Zhao Lijun's arm, showing a hint of impatience on his face: "Xiao Jing, I'm leaving!"

Xu Lihua glanced at her son, then lowered her head and continued washing her clothes: "San'er, go watch some television in the room. I'll make dinner for you once I finish washing the clothes."

Zhang Yang unexpectedly felt an inexplicable fondness for the suddenly appearing younger sister: "Xiao Jing, do you need something from me?"

Li Changyu could only smile bitterly, for his sister-in-law probably did not know that this kid was simply the nemesis of my fate

Zhao Jing looked at him with a hint of skepticism: "Really?"

Zhang Yang secretly sneered, as this fellow was clearly still on guard against him

Zhao Jing sat down beside him, tugging at his arm and playfully said: "Good brother, let's go. You haven't been home for two weeks. Mom has secretly cried countless times behind our backs. If you don't consider others, you should at least consider our mother, right?"

Li Changyu was taken aback. To be honest, he did not want to take advantage of this cheap offer; as long as Zhang Yang would stop here, Secretary Li would rather spend his own money and call him "uncle".

You have become braver, more generous, and your personality has also become more cheerful

Zhang Yang felt a surge of anxiety as he was being stared at. Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard the little girl exclaim in surprise and delight: "Little brother!"

Zhang Yang pondered for a moment and said, "Well... let's talk about that later!"

Zhao Jing pulled Zhang Yang towards the door, while Zhao Tiesheng rushed up with a stick, refusing to back down. However, he was firmly held back by Xu Lihua, who embraced him tightly. In a fit of rage, Zhao Tiesheng struck Xu Lihua's frail shoulder with the stick.

Zhang Yang maintained a warm smile on his face. Who are all these people? In any case, he did not recognize a single one of them. However, one thing he could confirm was that his reputation in this area should be quite good

"Or you take me with you, brother. I twisted my ankle today, and it hurts a lot!" Zhang Yang's face was filled with pain.

Li Changyu bit his lower lip and slowly walked back, thinking that a slight headache wouldn't be fatal, and that delaying for a few minutes wouldn't cause any major issues

Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Was I really very timid, very petty, and very dull in the past?"

Zhao Tiesheng sprang up from the sofa and strode after him: "Little brat, stop right there!"

Old Lady Su was beaming with joy, yet she remained somewhat skeptical in her heart. Li Changyu no longer harbored any doubts about Zhang Yang's abilities

The two individuals in the distance were also taken aback, as everyone knew that Zhao Lijun liked to bully his younger brother. How did the tables turn today? In front of such a large crowd, allowing the third brother to be slapped twice, should we intervene in this matter? There are rules even in the underworld, and it is said that a fair official finds it difficult to resolve family disputes. Internal conflicts among the people should be resolved by the people themselves, and outsiders should not interfere.

Zhao Lijun was taken aback; in the past, this kid would act like a mouse seeing a cat whenever he encountered him, so why was he suddenly acting differently today? In the distance, his two younger brothers were grinning and looking this way, which made Zhao Lijun instantly furious. "What the hell are you being so arrogant for? I greeted you out of respect, and you’re being ungrateful?" His gaze fell on Zhang Yang's brand-new leather jacket, and a greedy glint appeared in his small eyes as he reached out to touch the jacket: "San'er, this jacket is nice; let me borrow it for a couple of days!"

Old Lady Su was not pleased: "No matter how busy you are, can you be busier than me? Don't you need to eat while studying and working? From now on, every Sunday, let Liu Haitao come to pick you up to have a meal at Aunt Su's place. Look at this child, so thin, at this age, he is nothing but skin and bones."

Zhao Jing caressed Zhang Yang's soft-textured leather jacket, her big eyes filled with excitement and envy: "Brother, brother! Whose clothes are you borrowing?"

Elder brother... Zhao Jing called timidly, and the person who arrived was indeed their elder brother Zhao Lijun

Zhao Tiesheng was clearly not someone who could keep his composure. He was puzzled and wondered how this little rascal dared to openly defy his orders. He turned his face away; his eyebrows were thick, his eyes not small, his nose large, and his lips thick. He was not exactly good-looking, but neither was he particularly unattractive; he was the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd. Zhao Tiesheng immediately noticed the differences in Zhang Yang. Of course, what he observed were all changes in Zhang Yang's outward appearance. As for any internal changes, that fellow was far from reaching that level.

Zhao Jing arrived on a bicycle, a nearly new 26-inch Phoenix bike. She unlocked the bike and pushed it in front of Zhang Yang, saying, "Come on, take me!" Although she clearly did not mean it, she inadvertently put Zhang Yang in a difficult position. Zhang Yang had just learned to ride a bike and was still wobbling while riding alone, so how could he manage to carry someone else?

"At least you still have a bit of conscience, let's go!" Zhao Jing said as she pulled Zhang Yang to his feet

Zhang Yang returned to the dormitory at 3:30 PM and saw a slender girl with a ponytail standing at the entrance of Dormitory 103. Since she was guarding her own door, Zhang Yang couldn't help but glance at her a couple more times. The girl was wearing a blue jacket, which, although new, appeared somewhat oversized. As she looked at Zhang Yang, her large brown eyes widened in disbelief, scanning him from head to toe and then back again.

Zhang Yang looked at his mother with pity. He took a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her lips. Xu Lihua gazed into her son's eyes, feeling a wave of sorrow in her heart. She wanted to cry, but she dared not. Despite her efforts to suppress it, her eyes began to redden: "San'er, quickly apologize to your father..."

San Er! I thought you had gone abroad!

San Er ... ... Xu Lihua's tears flowed uncontrollably in her sadness

"Brother, are you not coming back anymore?" Zhao Jing hesitated for a moment before asking this question

Mom!" Zhao Jing cried out as she rushed over to help her mother who was on the ground: "Dad, what are you doing?"

When leaving, Li Changyu left the pager number of the driver Xiao Liu for Zhang Yang, which was intended to facilitate contact with him. However, it was evident that Li Changyu harbored some reservations; he did not disclose his home phone number or the number of his mobile phone to Zhang Yang, fearing that Zhang Yang might disturb him for no reason. Secretary Li's feelings were indeed quite conflicted. For various reasons, it was impossible for him to sever ties with this young man, yet he also wished that they would never have to contact each other again. He did not disclose his mobile phone number to Zhang Yang, fearing that Zhang Yang might disturb him for no reason. Secretary Li's feelings were indeed quite conflicted. For various reasons, it was impossible for him to sever ties with this young man, yet he also wished that they would never have to contact each other again.

Zhang Yang revealed a meaningful smile: "No rush!"

"Brother..." Zhao Jing forcefully pulled Zhang Yang away. The two boys who rushed over also took out hollow steel pipes. Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, and a chilling aura of defiance immediately spread: "Are you looking for death?"

Li Changyu was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, "Am I being foolish? Why on earth did I think to invite this esteemed person here today? It truly is easy to invite a deity but difficult to send them away. This fellow is most likely planning to turn this place into a revolutionary base.

As soon as the needle was inserted, the headache of Old Lady Su vanished without a trace. She sat up straight in surprise and said, "Oh? How strange, why has the pain suddenly disappeared completely?"

Zhang Yang extended his large hand and affectionately patted Zhao Jing on the top of her head: "Brother really doesn't lack money. Recently, I found some odd jobs at the hospital and just earned a little money. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to afford to treat you to a meal."

From the suddenly bewildered gaze of the little girl, Zhang Yang realized that he must have given himself away. He chuckled softly and said, "Xiao Jing, why did you come to my dormitory?" As he spoke, he took out his keys and opened the door.

Zhang Yang has not yet responded, and Li Changyu has already taken over the conversation: "Sister-in-law, Zhang Yang is usually very busy with his studies and work, so he doesn't have that much time."

In the dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory, there are only two buildings, designated for the middle-level cadres of the factory. Zhang Yang's stepfather, Zhao Tiesheng, is merely a small team leader in the factory's tool workshop, which is why, nearing fifty, he has yet to secure an apartment. The family of six resides in three simple rooms in the southern second row, with a small courtyard of approximately thirty square meters enclosed in front. They have constructed a half kitchen against the eastern wall and cultivated a vegetable patch in the courtyard, where some green onions and garlic sprouts are planted. The family of six resides in three simple rooms in the southern second row, with a small courtyard of approximately thirty square meters enclosed in front. They have constructed a half kitchen against the eastern wall and cultivated a vegetable patch in the courtyard, where some green onions and garlic sprouts are planted.

Zhao Lijun gritted his teeth and said: "Fine! You son of a dog, you've got some nerve to confront me!"

Where have you been lately? I haven't seen you for a long time

Xu Lihua saw her husband lose his temper and, frightened, approached him: "Old Zhao..." In a fit of rage, Zhao Tiesheng slapped her hard, causing Xu Lihua to lose her balance and fall to the ground.

"Brother, I feel like you've become a different person." There has never been any barrier between siblings; Zhao Jing has always said whatever she thinks.

Who the hell is this person? No matter what, we are brothers, living under the same roof, yet he speaks without any decency. Zhang Yang, instead of getting angry, smiled. Suddenly, he extended his right hand and, like lightning, slapped Zhao Lijun twice, causing Zhao Lijun to spin around and then sit down on the ground. Zhao Lijun was stunned; in his mind, he was the one who always did the hitting. When had he ever been treated like this? Moreover, the one who slapped him was the third brother, who usually avoided him.

Zhang Yang targeted the outer gate acupoint, located three finger widths above the wrist on the back of the left hand. He had quietly diagnosed the pulse of Old Lady Su and understood that her migraine was due to a deficiency of liver and kidney yin. He administered the needle accordingly, harboring the intention to show off in front of Li Changyu. Although it was just one needle, he infused a small amount of true qi into Old Lady Su's body. While it could not eliminate the root of the illness with a single needle, it was sufficient to alleviate the pain.

Old Lady Su forced a smile and said, "Just a headache, an old ailment, I’ll be fine after a rest..." Although her words sounded light-hearted, the expression on her face grew increasingly pained. Each time she suffered from this condition, it lasted for more than half a day. Li Changyu had invited numerous experts to help treat her, but unfortunately, none had proven effective. Over the past year, the episodes had become even more frequent.

The siblings walked out of the dumpling shop, and Zhao Jing quietly pulled Zhang Yang aside, taking out ten yuan from her pocket to give to him. Zhang Yang felt a surge of emotion; after all, they were born of the same mother, and their bond was indeed different. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "Silly girl, what are you doing? Brother doesn't lack money"

Zhang Yang was too lazy to pay him any attention and turned to leave, but Zhao Lijun grabbed his sleeve: "What the hell are you being so smug about? I'm talking to you!"

Li Changyu grasped Zhang Yang's arm and said in an undeniable tone: "You must come, otherwise Aunt Su will miss you!" Secretary Li was so aggrieved that he was on the verge of tears

The dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory is not far from the county people's hospital, less than three kilometers away. Zhang Yang, being such a tall figure, sat in the second-class seat, while Zhao Jing, who was rather frail, inevitably attracted the attention of onlookers along the way. The feeling of being pointed at and gossiped about is quite unpleasant. Zhang Yang secretly resolved that no matter what, he would learn to ride a bicycle by next week

Zhao Lijun took a long time to regain his composure, pulling out a half-meter-long hollow steel pipe from under his military coat, and shouted hoarsely: "Damn it, I will take you down, you bastard..."

Xu Lihua looked at his son with a blank expression. After a long while, the corners of his lips finally twitched slightly, forming a gentle curve upward.

Before he could get up from the ground, Zhang Yang rushed over and kicked him. This time, Zhang Yang was genuinely angry, so his kick was naturally heavier. He stepped on Zhao Lijun's nose, causing Zhao Lijun to fall to the ground, blood immediately gushing from his nose and mouth. Zhao Jing, frightened, hurriedly rushed over to block Zhang Yang, while the two boys watching from a distance sensed that the situation was turning bad and quickly came over as well

Zhang Yang was taken aback upon hearing this. So, it turns out that I, the great physician Zhang, can only borrow clothes from others? Can't I afford to buy my own? However, upon reflection, I indeed couldn't afford it in the past. This girl has already shown considerable grace by not mentioning that she stole them.

The sense of victory that Zhang Yang originally derived from Li Changyu was completely undermined by the sudden appearance of his family. He felt quite depressed, and it is no wonder that such profound hatred was expressed in his diary. Zhao Tiesheng is indeed not a good person. He hopes that after he leaves, this old man will not vent his anger on his mother.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I am not hungry!"

The old lady is too happy to be bothered, how could she be annoyed? Changyu, later you should arrange a pass for Zhang Yang, so that people won't keep asking when he comes in and out.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed. How could this Zhao family be cut from the same mold? What kind of people are they? He cast a cold glance at Zhao Lijun and said, "Let go, don't make things difficult for yourself"

Li Changyu sighed and said, "I will go get the medicine for you"

Zhao Jing nodded with a smile

"He is not my father!" Zhang Yang said word by word, slowly turning his head, his cold gaze landing on Zhao Tiesheng's distorted face filled with anger: "He is unworthy!"

Old Lady Su's culinary skills are indeed impressive; she prepares home-cooked dishes that are quite authentic. Due to Li Changyu's inherent wariness, no wine was prepared. Zhang Yang devoured two large bowls of rice and cleared the stir-fried dishes from the table.

Little bastard! Zhao Tiesheng cursed with utmost venom, reaching for the wooden stick propped in the corner.

Zhao Tiesheng charged forward like an enraged lion; throughout all these years, his authority had never faced such a challenge.

"Brother, hurry up!" Zhao Jing attempted to push Zhang Yang out the door, but Zhang Yang gently freed himself from her grasp and took measured steps toward Zhao Tiesheng

Zhao Tiesheng stared blankly at Zhang Yang's retreating figure. Zhang Yang's silent resistance was a denial of his supreme authority in this household. In Zhao Tiesheng's memory, such a thing had never happened before. He raised his hand and smashed the large tea jar onto the ground. The white porcelain jar struck the cement floor, producing a thunderous sound that echoed throughout the room. Zhao Jing, standing nearby, was so frightened that her little face turned pale.

Zhang Yang, however, did not know how to be polite: "Sure! In the future, whenever I have free time, I will come to Auntie's place for a meal, just afraid that you might find me bothersome"

If you enjoy eating, feel free to come over to my house often, as I am usually quite idle anyway

Zhao Jing shot a fierce glare at Zhang Yang and said, "Young man, stop humiliating others. Although our family is not wealthy, we cannot engage in such disgraceful acts."

Zhao Jing withdrew her hands from the bicycle and looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "And you, as an older brother, said you would come back today. Mom prepared so many dishes for lunch, eagerly waiting for you to come home. But look at you, now there's not even a trace of you. What's going on? Are you really angry with Dad? He has that temper; are you really going to stoop to his level?"

www.hetushu.com.com has it! Li Changyu nodded. Last time, after Doctor Xu finished the acupuncture, he conveniently left the needle box here, thinking about the next time, after all, opportunities to get close to the county party secretary are rare

Why are you looking at me like that, girl

Zhao Jing's gaze was once again drawn to the Zhonghua brand bicycle in the room: "Wow! A racing bike, and it's a Zhonghua brand with eighteen speeds, that's amazing!" The little girl almost popped her eyes out.

"Almost..." Zhao Jing said, unable to help but chuckle. The two siblings chatted and ate, and before they knew it, night had fallen. Zhang Yang, fearing that Zhao Jing would be reprimanded for returning too late, finished his drink and settled the bill. Zhao Jing had originally intended to insist on paying, but was pushed aside by Zhang Yang.

When Zhang Yang was leaving, Li Changyu personally escorted him to the door: "Hmm... Zhang Yang, I will handle your matters as soon as possible"

Li Shu ... ... "" Zhang Yang's voice rang out behind him, prompting Li Changyu to come to a halt

That is... fortunately I know my brother is honest; if it were someone else who saw it, they would definitely think you stole it

"Brother, I invite you to dinner!" Zhao Jing said softly

"Do you know if it's your classmate's? Can you afford it?" Zhao Jing grasped the handlebars, gently fiddling with the gear shift: "That's great! Hey, when do you think we can buy one like that?"

The classmate just bought it. Having learned from the earlier experience, Zhang Yang did not dare to admit that this was his.

Zhang Yang's younger sister, Zhao Jing, has just arrived. She is the only one among the siblings who shares a blood relationship with Zhang Yang. She is the daughter of Zhang Yang's mother, Xu Lihua, and her stepfather, Zhao Tiesheng. At seventeen years old, she is currently in her third year of high school at Chunyang County, and although her grades are only average, she is already the most promising candidate for university in the Zhao family. Zhang Yang's understanding of his current family largely comes from that diary. He knows that this younger sister is the best among his siblings. As for his elder brother, Zhao Lijun, and second brother, Zhao Liwu, the diary is filled with expressions of hatred towards them, and naturally, Zhang Yang has no good impression of them either. Although her grades are only average, she is already the most promising candidate for university in the Zhao family. Zhang Yang's understanding of his current family largely comes from that diary. He knows that this younger sister is the best among his siblings. As for his elder brother, Zhao Lijun, and second brother, Zhao Liwu, the diary is filled with expressions of hatred towards them, and naturally, Zhang Yang has no good impression of them either

When Zhang Yang walked into the courtyard, there was only a middle-aged woman inside, who was bowing her head and washing clothes in a large wooden basin. The afterglow of the setting sun outlined her slender silhouette. With each rub of the clothes, the veins in her neck would protrude slightly. Although she was only forty-one years old, her hair had already turned gray, with a strand falling over her forehead. She raised her left arm to wipe the sweat from her brow, only then noticing that Zhang Yang had entered the courtyard.

Zhang Yang followed Zhao Jing to the middle bungalow, where a 14-inch color television was playing the TV drama "Desire" on repeat. In the early 1990s, this domestic tear-jerker was endlessly broadcast on the screen. A middle-aged man of medium build, slightly balding, was leaning against the faux leather sofa watching television. In his right hand, he held a large enamel tea mug, which bore the imprint of the fifth skills competition of the agricultural machinery factory along with a large character for "award." This middle-aged man was Zhang Yang's stepfather, Zhao Tiesheng.

"San Er!" Xu Lihua shouted hoarsely, his eyes filled with tears that reflected the hardships of life: "He is your father!"

The oppressive force was like an invisible mountain pressing down on Zhao Tiesheng. His right eyelid twitched inexplicably, and he raised the wooden stick: "I will kill..." Before he could finish his sentence, the stick had already been dodged by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang could not understand why his mother was so afraid of this stepfather. From Zhao Tiesheng's recent actions, it was clear that such a person was nothing more than a petty rogue. Zhang, the great physician, had always looked down on such individuals, both in the past and present. This was a matter of social standing; he and Zhao Tiesheng were simply not on the same level. Given Zhang Yang's temperament, he would have undoubtedly wanted to give this foul-mouthed fellow a good beating. However, this man still held the title of stepfather, and Zhang Yang did possess a sense of respect for elders and care for the young. Moreover, there was also this pitiful mother in the middle. Zhang Yang truly regretted coming back this time.

Old Lady Su was somewhat stubborn; she shook her head and said, "I won't take those useless pills. Call Doctor Xu and have her give me two injections..."

Li Changyu was dumbfounded; if he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed in the miraculous effects of this injection. Just a moment ago, when Zhang Yang pointed out the nature of his ailment in the study, he was still somewhat skeptical, but now he was completely convinced. This person was truly extraordinary! While he was filled with belief, Li Changyu couldn't help but reflect on his own health; it seemed there really was a potential crisis, and Zhang Yang must not have deceived him.

With a dull thud, the blow struck his mother, resonating as if it had landed on Zhang Yang's heart. He suddenly turned around, his gaze fierce and beast-like, causing Zhao Tiesheng to swallow back the curse that had almost escaped his lips.

Li Changyu went up to retrieve the needle box, and Zhang Yang selected a silver needle from the box, roasting it over the alcohol lamp lit by Li Changyu

That is ! ''

Old Lady Su looked at Zhang Yang with a different gaze than before; earlier it was merely affection, but now it included not only affection but also admiration. Li Changyu, who had been raised by his sister-in-law since childhood, understood her extremely well. He had never seen her show such fondness for his own three children, and he secretly sighed, realizing that this pass must indeed be obtained.

Zhang Yang soon understood the purpose of this young lady's visit, and he felt somewhat overwhelmed. However, avoiding the situation was not a solution. Since he was now in the role of someone else's son, he had to play this part well

Zhao Jing was still a naive young girl, who could not have imagined that her own brother would also play tricks on her. Nodding her head, she rode her bicycle with Zhang Yang towards the dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory employees

Zhang Yang felt like crying but had no tears; after all the commotion, he still could not escape the suspicion of theft

Zhao Lijun is also a worker at the agricultural machinery factory. He usually neglects his duties and associates closely with a group of social delinquents, managing to find a few decent brothers among them. He believes he has achieved something significant and has gained a bit of notoriety in the anti-imperialist circles. He wears a somewhat worn military coat that nearly reaches his ankles due to his limited height. Being quite stout, he sways from side to side as he walks. Although he intends to project an air of arrogance, he instead resembles a penguin. On his feet are a pair of black combat boots, polished to a shine.

A rough voice suddenly sounded from the side: "Little sister, what are you doing?"

Well then... Zhang Yang put on a reluctant expression, but inside he was already overjoyed

Zhao Tiesheng lifted the large tea jar again, and he was taken aback by Zhang Yang's suddenly glamorous appearance. Unlike his daughter Zhao Jing, who was concerned about the origins of such things, Zhao Tiesheng felt a surge of fighting spirit upon seeing Zhang Yang dressed this way. This brat thinks he’s impressive just because he’s dressed up? I don’t believe I can’t handle you. However, Zhao Tiesheng soon felt disappointed as Zhang Yang cast a disdainful glance at him and walked out without saying a word.

Zhang Yang did not respond. Zhao Jing hurriedly rushed over, wanting to take the large teacup, but unexpectedly, just as Zhao Jing was about to touch it, Zhao Tiesheng pulled the teacup back and then handed it to Zhang Yang again. This time, Zhao Jing did not dare to take it. Zhang Yang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with great interest.

Seeing Li Changyu's expression, Old Lady Su thought he was displeased and shot him a glare. She knew this younger brother-in-law of hers, who always maintained an official demeanor and rarely showed a smile. What was it to have the son of an old classmate come over for a few meals? Just as the old lady was about to grumble a bit, she suddenly frowned, swayed slightly, and nearly fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhang Yang was quick to support her: "Auntie, what happened to you?"

The two boys shivered in fear, thinking to themselves, "Your fight has nothing to do with us brothers," and silently stepped aside.

Upon entering the courtyard of the agricultural machinery factory, he encountered quite a few acquaintances along the way. Of course, Zhang Yang did not know them, but they greeted him warmly, saying: "Little San is back!"

Brother, look at how thin you've become, quickly take this!

Although Zhao Tiesheng was sitting on the sofa, his gaze was filled with arrogance, and an air of invincibility adorned his face. I am the head of the household, I am the most powerful person in this family, I will use my power to dominate others, this is what it means to be strong

Zhang Yang held the wooden stick suspended in mid-air for a long while before slowly dropping it to the ground: "My father has been dead for a long time..." He turned and walked out the door

Zhang Yang looked at his mother, gazing at her haggard face, and an indescribable sorrow surged within him. Before coming here, he had considered how to face this woman, but at this moment, he felt no hesitation. He softly called out, "Mom..." As he uttered this word, his heart was enveloped in warmth and happiness. Regardless of his experiences, he could not deny the inseparable blood relationship he shared with the woman before him

You are going! The little girl's temperament is surprisingly stubborn, and Zhang Yang could not persuade her, so he could only nod and say: "That’s fine, but you must let me treat you!"

Old Lady Su had few acquaintances in her daily life. Even when someone was occasionally invited to dinner by Li Changyu, they would behave very shyly. It was the first time she had seen someone like Zhang Yang eat so heartily, which made her so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. The more others ate and the more they enjoyed it, didn't that just prove that her culinary skills were exceptional?

Xu Lihua, frightened, pushed Zhang Yang towards the door: "Xiao Jing, take your brother away..."

Xu Lihua wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, approached Zhang Yang, and grabbed his arm: "San'er, hurry! Quickly apologize to your father. How can you be so inconsiderate, child?"

The poor little girl had just been crying, with fresh tears still glistening on her face. Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile, extending his right hand to wipe away the tears with his thumb: "What happened?" Although he had only known this little sister for a few short hours, Zhang Yang had already developed a deep affection for her. The diary was not wrong; in this family, only Xu Li, *Tu* Shuhua, and Zhao Jing regarded themselves as relatives. Since he had come into this world as Zhang Yang, he had to accept everything about him: his familial ties, his joys, as well as his troubles and his hatred. Having realized this, Zhang Shenyi felt much more at ease. With his abilities, he should be able to live better in this world. Those boring people and trivial matters were not worth his thoughts or concerns; this was what one called levels.

At this moment, Old Lady Su was already groaning in pain, her complexion as yellow as gold paper. Seeing this, Li Changyu couldn't help but feel frightened and hurriedly ran to the phone; he could not afford to delay in addressing the old lady's condition, as she was his only sister-in-law.

Zhang Yang's expression was relaxed and carefree, completely disregarding Old Lady Su's suffering: "Help me support the old lady!"

Zhang Yang chuckled and said, "Girl, your eyes are truly sharp; you can tell at a glance that this outfit is not mine."

Zhang Yang's heart suddenly trembled; I felt that something was amiss, as it turned out that she was his own sister

Zhang Yang took the tissue that Li Changyu handed him and wiped his mouth, sincerely praising, "Auntie, I haven't had such delicious food in a long time"

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, but upon reflection, he realized that the changes might only be known to him. He still wore a humble smile on his face and asked, "Where has it changed?"

Xu Lihua, frightened, also put down the clothes in the basin, helplessly blocking in front of Zhang Yang: "Old Zhao... the child just came back, what are you doing?"

Zhao Jing called out to the young man, but saw that Zhang Yang did not respond at all. She thought she might have mistaken him for someone else. The Zhang Yang in front of her was wearing a brown snow leopard leather jacket, fashionable stone-washed blue jeans, and Adidas sneakers. Just this outfit alone would cost several thousand yuan. Zhao Jing knew that the young man's living expenses were quite limited, only twenty yuan a month, which was even less than half of what she, a high school student, received. How could he possibly afford such expensive clothes

Zhang Yang still did not move

Zhang Yang nodded slightly: "Let's go back, it's late, and Mom will worry again."

Until Zhang Yang's figure disappeared outside the door, Xu Lihua finally rushed out without hesitation and caught up with Zhang Yang at the intersection: "San'er..." She took out fifteen yuan from the pocket of her inner clothing, intending to press it into Zhang Yang's hand

Zhang Yang also prepared a prescription for Old Lady Su, informing Li Changyu of the method for decocting the medicine. After taking it for seven days, she should undergo acupuncture once more, and this migraine will be completely eradicated

As she walked out of the community gate, Zhao Jing rode up on her bike, intercepting her before Zhang Yang could catch up: "Brother!"

Zhang Yang unexpectedly smiled and said, "Li Shu... do you have any needles at home?" He originally intended to call him Secretary Li, but in front of Old Lady Su, he couldn't appear too unfamiliar. If he had to suffer a loss, it would be just this once; after all, calling him 'uncle' wouldn't cost him anything significant.

Zhao Tiesheng raised the tea mug and took a large sip of tea, producing an exaggerated slurping sound. He then frowned and passed the tea mug to Zhang Yang.

Li Changyu hurriedly approached as well, and the two of them helped Old Lady Su sit down on the sofa

Li Changyu cursed inwardly, "You’re not anxious, but I am! I can’t be inhumane my whole life, can I?" Yet he still wore a warm smile on his face: "Um... why don’t you come over for dinner next week..." What on earth is this? When has Secretary Li ever been so obsequious to anyone?

The siblings arrived at the Northeast Dumpling Restaurant across from the agricultural machinery factory, ordered one kilogram of dumplings, and Zhang Yang also ordered two stir-fried dishes, a 200-ml bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou, and a can of cola. Zhao Jing looked at Zhang Yang, feeling somewhat dazed.

Li Changyu clearly did not trust that Doctor Xu: "Sister-in-law, she has given you injections four or five times, and has any of them ever worked? I think she is just a quack, without any real skills." As he spoke, he involuntarily glanced at Zhang Yang, just in time to catch Zhang Yang's cold smile, which made him shiver involuntarily inside. Could this guy mistakenly think I am talking about him?

Zhang Yang pointed at Zhao Lijun and said, "If it weren't for my little sister, I would have dealt with you today. You better remember this: as long as I find out that anyone with the surname Zhao dares to bully my mother or my sister, I will make sure that your family won't even find a place to be buried. What kind of scum are you? I wouldn't even want to dirty my hands by hitting you!"

We'll see when the time comes, I'm busy with work, and I'm afraid I might not have the time This person is simply one who takes advantage of a situation and then pretends to be virtuous

Zhao Tiesheng did not expect Zhang Yang to act so quickly, and for a moment he stood there in a daze. Zhang Yang raised the wooden stick in his hand and was about to bring it down on his head.

Zhao Tiesheng stared blankly at the stick on the ground, yet he no longer had the courage to chase after it.

Zhang Yang smiled as he placed the money in her palm, then shook his head: "Mom, I don't need money. I won't be coming back to this home anymore. If you miss me, just go to the hospital to find me"

Zhao Jing heard the sound and hurriedly stuffed the money into her pocket. Zhang Yang turned around and saw three disreputable young men standing under the streetlight by the roadside, among whom the short and stout one was looking in his direction.