Fang Jian took the train home.
Although he had gained a lot from this trip to the alternate dimension, he couldn't feel happy.
However, Fang Jian relaxed after returning home.
Home, for anyone.
They would always have an irreplaceable position.
This kind of warmth was incomparable to other places.
However…
Looking at the two-bedroom house, Fang Jian's eyes revealed a hint of nostalgia.
In the 22 years he had been in this world, he had spent his entire life in this 60-square-meter house.
If he left, it would be very difficult to part with him.
However, if the old didn't go, the new wouldn't come.
Since he had money, he had to enjoy it.
Even if it wasn't for himself, he had to think about his parents.
Fang Jian had prepared dinner in advance. When his parents returned home, they were pleasantly surprised and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner.
After dinner, Fang Jian rushed to wash the bowls, chopsticks, pots, and pans.
Then, he returned to the living room and took out a card.""Dad, Mom, this is for you."
Fang Ruohai and the other looked at each other. The former smiled and said,""Son, you don't have to take money home anymore. We have hands and feet. Sigh, we can't be your helpers, but we can't be your burdens either.”
"Dad, listen to what you're saying. How can a son despise his dad for being a burden?" Fang Jian laughed.”
Shi Hui also said," Your father is right. You've already decided to walk the path of visualization. There are many places where you need money. It's better for you to take it yourself. Buying some spiritual pills or something can also speed up your progress."”
Fang Jian rubbed his nose and thought to himself.
Do I need to speed up my progress?
If he sped up…
Shaking his head, Fang Jian tossed this thought aside and said,"Dad, Mom, our house is a little small. With this money, I plan to buy a bigger house. It's comfortable to live in. What do you think?”
"Pfft…"
Fang Ruohai spat out the mouthful of tea he had just drunk.
He raised his head and looked at his serious son in surprise.
"Son, do you know how much a house costs?”
"I know. The slightly better houses here are about 30,000 yuan per square meter. If it's near the central area, it's about 35,000 to 40,000 yuan.”"I've calculated. If I buy a house that's less than 200 square meters, I should be able to tidy it up a little. Plus the tax, it should be enough."”
Fang Ruohai and his wife gasped.
Such a big tone?
"How much money is in this card?”
"Ten million."
"Ten…Ten million?" Fang Ruohai's voice was trembling.
The couple worked hard for a year, but their combined income was less than 200,000 yuan.
Moreover, after deducting living expenses and other expenses, it would be a miracle if he could save up to 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a year.
If he fell seriously ill or spent money to buy some big items, he would be able to buy them.
If that happened, they might even be forced to pay for it all year round.
Ten million.
It could be said that they would not be able to save it in their lifetime.
However, his son had taken it out so easily.
Although they had long given up on the path of the gods, they understood that it was impossible for a level one visualist to earn so much money.
"Son, tell me honestly, what's with this money?”
"I found some stalactite in the alternate dimension that can speed up one's cultivation. I sold them and exchanged them for money.”Fang Jian replied honestly.
Only then did Fang Ruohai and his wife feel relieved, but they were happy again.
His son's luck was really good.
The next day, under Fang Jian's urging, the two of them agreed to look for a house immediately after work.
Fang Jian listened as the old couple discussed the location and property in high spirits.
He couldn't help but shake his head.
It seemed that liking the new and hating the old was inevitable for any human being.
Fang Jian did not get involved in buying a house.
He only made a hard requirement that the area could not be less than 150 square meters. Then, he let the two elders worry about it.
He originally wanted to rest at home for a few days, but he did not expect someone to visit him the next morning.
Hearing the doorbell ring, Fang Jian opened the door helplessly.
Outside the door was a man in his thirties.
The man was handsome, but his eyes were cold.
"You are…" Fang Jian frowned.
"I am Xing Qiu." The man said in a deep voice.
"I don't know him." "You've got the wrong person," Fang Jian said straightforwardly.”
"If your name is Fang Jian, then I didn't find the wrong person.”Xing Qiu smiled and said," Why? Is this how you treat your guests by locking them outside the door?"”
Fang Jian thought about it and welcomed him into the house.
" Mr. Fang," Xing Qiu said with a smile." The place you live in is a little small."”
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