290: Xiong Mao visits

Father Zhuang and Mother Zhuang stood frozen.

“Such a good job, why isn’t it for our Siwei?”

Mother Zhuang murmured softly.

But Father Zhuang took her words to heart.

“No, Sanming, you can’t take this position,” Father Zhuang suddenly said.

“Why?”

Father Zhuang said, “Siwei is your younger brother, and he hasn’t found a job yet. As his older brother, shouldn’t you think of him? I think this job of yours… hmm, it’s barely acceptable, so why don’t you let Siwei do it instead.”

After Father Zhuang finished speaking, he was all smiles, as if he thought his reasoning was flawless.

Zhuang Sanming: “…”

Meeting such people, Zhuang Sanming didn’t even want to get angry; he was simply speechless.

He put away the envelope, not bothering to argue with Father Zhuang.

Seeing his silence, Father Zhuang thought he had acquiesced and said happily, “That’s right! Siwei is your cousin; in the future, when his salary is high and he earns a lot of money, won’t he think of you?”

“Exactly, exactly! Maybe if you ever fall on hard times, you’ll have to rely on our Siwei!” Mother Zhuang said, looking smug. Her already small eyes disappeared even further when she smiled like that.

Even Zhuang Siwei, who had just been beaten to the point of spitting blood by Zhuang Sanming, started in: “Cousin, don’t worry, if you give this job to me, I will definitely not treat you poorly in the future!”

“Look, our Siwei, this child, he just knows how to be grateful,” Mother Zhuang said.

Zhuang Sanming: “…”

Father Su couldn’t stand it anymore: “Who said Sanming was going to give this spot to your Zhuang Siwei? Don’t be so presumptuous, alright?”

He had known for a long time that although Zhuang Siwei’s family were Zhuang Sanming’s uncle and aunt by marriage, they treated Zhuang Sanming terribly. Now it seemed it was more than just terrible; they simply wanted to exploit him.

No wonder Zhuang Sanming, after coming to the Su Family, had decisively given them the house left by his parents.

“This job is so good, if not for our Siwei, then who?” Father Zhuang asked, looking confused.

Father Su was so annoyed he laughed: “Why should it be for your Siwei?”

“Because Siwei is his cousin!” Father Zhuang said self-righteously.

In his subconscious, he had always believed that his family deserved all good things, so such a good job should also belong to his Zhuang Siwei, not Zhuang Sanming.

“Well, I’m Sanming’s maternal uncle!” Father Su was even led astray by him.

Father Zhuang began to act unreasonably: “Anyway, I don’t care, Sanming, quickly hand over the envelope. Let Siwei go in your place; you don’t need to go, understand?”

Zhuang Sanming: “…Idiot.”

“What did you say??”

Father Zhuang widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe Zhuang Sanming would say such a thing.

“I said, i-di-ot,” Zhuang Sanming enunciated each word, and this time, no one misunderstood.

“You, Zhuang Sanming! We were kindly thinking of you, yet you speak disrespectfully. You truly have no respect for your elders!” Mother Zhuang snapped, pointing at Zhuang Sanming’s nose and scolding him fiercely.

“I will only respect elders who are polite. What are you people? Get out of here immediately! From now on, I, Zhuang Sanming, have no uncle, no aunt, and certainly no cousin!”

“You!”

Zhuang Siwei’s family all turned red with anger.

“Xiao Zhuang, we…”

Just then, Xiong Mao and Wen Hui arrived. They had intended to greet everyone as they walked in, but halfway through their greeting, they saw so many people standing at the door.

There were Zhuang Sanming, Father Su and Mother Su, and Zhuang Siwei’s family.

Xiong Mao wasn’t sure what they were doing, but Wen Hui pulled him.

Seeing the tense, confrontational stance between the two sides, she knew that Zhuang Siwei’s family of three, standing on the other side, were not there for anything good.

Seeing Xiong Mao and Wen Hui arrive, Zhuang Sanming was about to speak, but Father Zhuang suddenly widened his eyes and said with trembling hands, “You… no, you are The Axe Gang Leader?”

Although he hadn’t attended Su Duo’s funeral that day, Xiong Mao’s appearance had spread throughout the guild, and almost everyone recognized him.

Father Zhuang had seen a portrait of The Axe Gang Leader from a small map vendor, and it was exactly this appearance!

Now Father Zhuang was completely panicked.

He dared to act unreasonably with Zhuang Sanming, and he dared to demand the house from Father Su and Mother Su in front of them, because they were relatives, and he was certain that Zhuang Sanming and the others wouldn’t dare to do anything to him. But the Axe Gang was different!

Inside the Axe Gang, everyone was a vicious criminal!

Especially The Axe Gang Leader… just looking at his appearance, you knew he wasn’t a good person!

He probably already had hundreds of lives on his hands… good heavens, they couldn’t afford to provoke him.

Seeing Father Zhuang’s reaction, even Xiong Mao, as slow-witted as he was, understood what was happening. So he immediately put on the air of a gang leader: “Yes, I am. What do you want?”

His gaze was fierce, as if if Father Zhuang said one more word, he would strike him down!

And kick Father Zhuang’s head like a ball!

Father Zhuang was so scared he quickly retreated, bumping into the sofa and almost falling: “I, I… we’re fine, haha, we’re fine.”

Mother Zhuang was also terrified. Who among those living in the guild hadn’t heard of the Axe Gang’s reputation?

They had previously heard that Zhuang Sanming had only met The Axe Gang Leader and had no real connection, and since no one from the Axe Gang had appeared in the past few days, the neighbors all said that Zhuang Sanming had been abandoned by the Axe Gang. That’s why they dared to come and demand the house from Zhuang Sanming.

Now it seemed… Father Zhuang and Mother Zhuang’s eyes began to dart around. The Axe Gang was terrifying. If Zhuang Sanming was still on good terms with the Axe Gang, then they would back off for now and discuss the house later.

But if this The Axe Gang Leader didn’t care about Zhuang Sanming at all and was just here for a quick look… they would still continue to demand the house!

Seeing their expressions, how could Zhuang Sanming not know what they were thinking?

He just found it laughable.

After people learned he was associated with the Axe Gang, they couldn’t avoid him fast enough.

But because he wasn’t an official member of the Axe Gang, not only were they unwilling to be in the same space as him, but they would also point fingers and criticize him to his face.

Even more so, like Aunt Li’s granddaughter, they would directly point at his nose and curse him.

All of this was because he was linked to the Axe Gang, but he hadn’t officially joined the Axe Gang.

Haha… it really was a bit ridiculous.

They all hated the Axe Gang, but they also all feared the Axe Gang.

They didn’t dare to trouble the Axe Gang, but they dared to verbally abuse Zhuang Sanming and Father Su and Mother Su.

The vendors in the market weren’t even willing to sell them vegetables.

These past few days, Zhuang Sanming had to buy his vegetables from residents outside the guild, like Old He and his group.

The people living inside the guild considered themselves refined and unwilling to associate with the likes of Old He.

But Zhuang Sanming preferred to interact with Old He and them.

Because they wouldn’t flatter the powerful and step on the weak; they wouldn’t refuse to sell him vegetables just because he was associated with the Axe Gang.