A life of financial freedom

The next day, Chu Fang still sent the two children to kindergarten.

Arriving at the kindergarten gate, he immediately saw Shao Xiang standing outside, a smile on his little face, craning his neck, looking around.

Seeing them, Shao Xiang's pupils brightened visibly, and he ran over quickly with his little schoolbag on his back: "Chu Jin, Chu Zhi also."

Facing Shao Xiang running over, Chu Jin raised his right foot, rejecting him from a great distance, and said in Sichuan dialect: "Don't touch me."

"I was so enthusiastic to you a few days ago, but you ignored me. Now you're rushing to lick me. Do you think I'll forgive you? No, we're breaking up!"

Shao Xiang stopped: "Chu Jin, my dad wouldn't let me play with you a few days ago."

"Is that a reason? Why can't you fight your dad? At home, I often fight with Zhong Tingyue, what's there to be afraid of!" Chu Jin said fiercely, "Our friendship ends here, what I say is final..."

Shao Xiang took out a pack of snacks from his schoolbag: "This is spicy strips I bought for you."

Chu Jin wrapped his arm around Shao Xiang's: "Good brother, never abandon, work together to create a new world!"

Faced with this pack of spicy strips, Chu Jin admitted that what he said just now was a bit harsh.

Watching the three children enter the kindergarten together, Chu Fang felt much better.

His efforts these days had not been in vain.

"Mr. Chu."

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard Xu Yuexin's voice. He turned around and said with a smile, "Mrs. Shao, what can I do for you?"

An embarrassed expression appeared on Xu Yuexin's face: "I'm sorry, I spoke badly the other day, please forgive me."

"Hey, it's okay." Chu Fang waved his hand.

He didn't take it to heart.

The two chatted simply for a few words, and then parted ways.

... ...

After the bet with Shao Bowen ended, Chu Fang was too lazy to go to the company and drove straight home.

Then he changed into clothes suitable for work and plunged into the vegetable garden.

He pulled out the vegetables that had died out of season.

This time, he planned to plant cilantro.

Chu Fang didn't understand why there were people in the world who didn't like to eat cilantro?

Cilantro is so delicious, cilantro fried beef, cilantro mixed with tofu, cilantro meatballs, cilantro stems with shredded potatoes... every way of cooking it is delicious.

Therefore, he decided to launch a "Plant Cilantro" campaign, starting with planting cilantro himself and popularizing it throughout the world.

Those who don't like to eat cilantro are heretics and must be burned on the cross.

Chu Fang evenly scattered the cilantro seeds on the surface of the soil, covered them with a thin layer of soil, and they would germinate in seven to ten days at a suitable temperature.

After planting the cilantro, it was noon. Chu Fang ate, and after eating, found a chair, put it in the middle of the yard, and lay down to sleep.

He didn't know if it was because he was getting old or what, but every noon, he wanted to sleep, otherwise he wouldn't be energetic in the afternoon and wouldn't have the strength to do anything.

Waking up, Chu Fang looked at the time: "Only five minutes have passed."

Although he only slept for five minutes, he felt particularly energetic.

He didn't know what was going on, the shorter the nap, the more energetic he was, but once he slept for half an hour, he seemed to become more tired.

It was very strange.

Chu Fang woke up and took a walk outside the villa.

Suddenly, he saw a young man with dyed yellow hair, looking inside his villa suspiciously, whistling.

"Whistle, whistle, whistle..."

"What are you looking at?" Chu Fang walked behind him and said softly.

The young man with yellow hair seemed startled by the voice, and his body quickly took a few steps back. Seeing Chu Fang's appearance, he quickly patted his chest: "Luckily, luckily."

Then, he retorted to Chu Fang: "This isn't your home, why do you care what I'm looking at?"

"Then is this your home?" Chu Fang asked slowly.

"Of course."

He raised his head slightly: "Then you go in."

"I'll go in then."

The young man with yellow hair came to the villa gate, but the gate was closed. He then realized: "Why should I go in just because you said so? Am I your dog?"

Chu Fang laughed all of a sudden.

This guy's brain wasn't very good.

Just then, the villa door opened, and Aunt Li, hired by Chu Fang, came out and said to the young man with yellow hair: "I told you not to whistle, don't disturb Mr. Chu's rest."

"Hehe, Mom, I know." The young man with yellow hair said with a smile.

Aunt Li looked in the direction of her son's gaze and saw Chu Fang with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

Chu Fang said unhurriedly: "When did my home become your home?"

He casually dropped a sentence and went into the villa.

Chu Fang changed into light clothes, ready to continue planting vegetables. Aunt Li came over, looking embarrassed: "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, that's my son."

She had just asked her son what had happened.

"It's okay." Chu Fang waved his hand, and was about to leave when he saw Aunt Li looking hesitant, so he asked, "Aunt Li, is there anything else?"

Aunt Li said: "Mr. Chu, can you advance me a year's salary? My son hit someone while driving and needs to pay medical expenses and various compensation fees. I will work hard to repay your kindness..."

Seeing Aunt Li's helpless look, Chu Fang quickly interrupted her and said, "Aunt Li, don't say anymore, it's no problem to advance your salary. I can't transfer that much money, give me your bank card."

Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief, then waved to her son in the distance. The young man with yellow hair quickly ran over and handed the bank card to Chu Fang.

He took the bank card, then called the bank, reported the bank card number, asked them to transfer the money, and returned the bank card.

Chu Fang glanced at the young man with yellow hair: "Can you not be so suspicious? People who don't know might think there's a thief in my house."

A sly smile appeared on the young man with yellow hair's face; "Hehe, buddy..."

He was slapped on the head by Aunt Li, and quickly changed his address: "Mr. Chu, it was my fault, I hope you can forgive me."

Chu Fang shook his head, carried the hoe and went to the vegetable garden.

Watching Chu Fang's receding figure, the young man with yellow hair turned his head: "Mom, is this a rich person? Why does he still grow vegetables? What's the difference between him and those people in our hometown?"

"The difference is, he's very rich." Aunt Li gave the bank card to her son, "Hurry up and compensate the others, don't have any more accidents. How could I have a son like you."

The young man with yellow hair wanted to see more of the so-called mansion, but upon hearing this, he could only leave reluctantly. Leaving the villa, he turned his head, looked at the mansion, and vowed:

"I will definitely live in such a house in the future."

... ...

While Chu Fang was planting vegetables, he suddenly received a message from Chu's father: "Come back to the old home quickly."