Wealth

Deputy Director Zhang is about to take up his post, and a new problem has arisen in his family, that is, Fan Wuyi.

　　 Originally in the school, Zhang Mei could naturally bring Fan Wuyin in and out, but he couldn't affect others anyway, but now Zhang Mei is going to work at the Bureau of Culture and Education, so it is inconvenient to bring Fan Wuyin with him.

The jurisdiction of the Panshi Bureau of Culture and Education is not small. It involves sports, culture, medical treatment, health and education. It can be said that public officials in the city account for more than half. Because of this inherent advantage, the director of the Bureau of Culture and Education was able to Become one of the city leaders who have the right to make decisions and become a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee.

Zhang Mei entered the Bureau of Culture and Education, and the administrative level was immediately mentioned at the official level. It can be described as an infinite scenery and a feeling of stepping up to the sky. You must know that Fan Heng now holds an important leadership position in a military industry enterprise with more than 5,000 employees. The level has just reached the level of the department, and now the husband and wife are evenly matched.

　　 "What about the youngest?" Fan Heng and Zhang Mei were a little dumbfounded.

　　 "Don't worry about me, as long as there is food, your genius son will not die of starvation, and there are so many old neighbors in our family." Fan Wubing replied indifferently.

What Fan Wubing said is naturally reasonable. In fact, with Fan Wuying’s current self-care level, he doesn’t need to worry about eating, drinking, and sleeping. It doesn’t matter if there are no adults in the house, not to mention that they live in a bungalow. There are so many neighbors, and everyone is familiar with each other. Some of them are as good as a family. It's nothing to take care of Fan Wuyi occasionally.

　　 "Can it work?" Zhang Mei was still a little worried.

Although the level of security on the market is indeed very good, and there are few bad guys, this is not absolute. Sometimes there are some guys who deceive children. Although Fan Wuyao’s brain is very clear, he is physically speaking after all. It’s a child. If someone takes him away forcibly, there is no way. What’s more, I heard that a two-year-old child was lost in Linshui Village to the east. Ill stay at home alone.

　　 Once something goes wrong, it is too late to regret it.

Fan Wubing understood what his parents were thinking, and did not say much at the moment. He just looked outside and saw that no outsiders were nearby. Then he looked around and grabbed a blue brick that cushioned the table. His little hand shook towards his parents, and then plunged into the blue brick.

　　 "Ah—" Both Zhang Mei and Fan Heng were taken aback, how can this be done!

　　 When an egg touches a stone, it is naturally broken. If a finger is inserted into a brick, it is naturally a skin wound.

It’s a pity that there was no such horror as they imagined that the skin and blood was dripping. They saw that Fan Wuyao’s five fingers were firmly inserted on the hard blue brick surface, and Fan Wuyao waved his hand inadvertently. He threw the blue brick off and made a gesture to watch.

The couple hurriedly hugged Fan Wubing in their arms. They looked at their fingers carefully and found that there were no scars. Then they looked at the blue brick. The five small holes were already transparent and they were drilled with an electric drill. The same neat.

　　 "What's the matter?" Fan Heng and Zhang Mei's nerves are too strong, and they can't stand the excitement of Fan Wuyao. Both of them are a little crazy, busy catching Fan Wuyao and questioning them again and again.

　　 "This is called Kung Fu! This is an immortal biography, and it's different from those crooks who walk around the rivers and lakes!" Fan Wuyi boasted without embarrassment on his face.

Faced with such a powerful son, Zhang Mei and Fan Heng didn’t know what to say. Although they were a little worried, it’s always good for a son to be great, and his head is so good, it’s not that. It’s just that two people still feel a little uncomfortable with a role that is causing trouble. Is it true that one of his family has fallen into the realm of a god?

After some discussions, the two finally decided to accept Fan Wuyi’s suggestion. After all, their son is so sturdy that he would be grateful if he didn’t bully others, but the two also have requirements for Fan Wuyi. Second, you can’t run around, and third, you have to eat and drink well. It took a long time to confess such things.

　　Fan Wuyao finally ushered in a new era of his own independence after swearing and swearing.

　　 "I finally have my own independent space! It's not easy!" Fan Wuyao was moved to tears as he watched as he finally became the only humanoid creature left at home by himself.

　　 With the right to be independent, you can free up your hands to do a lot of things.

Fan Ting and Fan Kang both go to school. Fan Heng and Zhang Mei each have their own work to do. Fan Wubing walks back and forth after eating at home every day. The internal strength has not been cultivated, but the spirit and spirit are indeed Very vigorous, hard work can already be practical, otherwise it is impossible to penetrate a blue brick as soon as you grab it. Fan Wubing has also tried secretly, his grip has improved a lot, the thickness of the thumb is a steel rod. The child folds in half easily.

　　 "Oh, if you want to be a hero, there is still a long way to go!" Fan Wubing has always been worried about not having a more advanced application method.

However, there have been gains in the last period of time. While wandering around, Fan Wuyi found a set of comic books published during the *period, "The Romance of the Western Han Dynasty" from the waste dump of his neighbor's house. It is well preserved. , In good condition, a set of sixteen books, together with other books, packed in a cardboard box.

　　 "Uncle Chen, this book is good-looking!" Fan Wubing pointed to the comic and said to his neighbor, Uncle Chen.

The neighbors have long been immune to the fan’s miracles. Uncle Chen took a look at the comic after hearing the words, and then said, “I’m about to find a ragged one and sell it. , If you like it, take it away. Anyway, you can stay at home and have nothing to do. Just watch to relieve your boredom! I seem to hear your mother say that you basically know all the words?"

"Hehe, that's great!" Fan Wubing smiled at the words, put his arm around the album and replied, "Actually, I didn't recognize it all. It was my mother who said nonsense. I was about to learn more words from the comics! Thank you! You, Uncle Chen!"

Uncle Chen immediately sighed when he heard the words, "Look! Old Fan's sons are amazing! You are less than three years old, you are smarter than the seven or eight-year-olds of others. You can't accept it!" See Fan Wu Ill hugged a lot of books, and said hurriedly, "Don't worry, just give it to you! Such a small body, don't be tired, uncle will help you take your home!"

Fan Wubing realized a problem since he stumbled upon these comic strips. In fact, many things during the * period, things that are not noticed in daily life, are very valuable for collection, such as calligraphy and painting albums, such as stamps, such as seals. There are various daily necessities quoted by leaders. These things that can be sold at sky-high prices in the future are not worth a lot of money now!

　　A piece of new world suddenly appeared in front of Fan Wuyao's eyes, and the previously blocked thoughts finally suddenly became clear.