50: Aunt Fang's surprise

Stepping into the Internet Cafe, Fang Zhiya felt an incredible sensation looking at the booming scene.

This Internet Cafe was surprisingly popular; with such occupancy, it must be earning twenty to thirty thousand yuan a month!

Li Zhiyan was just an 18-year-old kid.

When Fang Zhiya arrived at Li Zhiyan's computer, she sat on the edge of Li Zhiyan's chair because there was no other seat.

It was hot, and she was indeed a bit tired.

Although her inner thought was to understand the world of young people, her eyes involuntarily glanced at the sofas from time to time.

Li Zhiyan is truly a precocious person.

Li Shiyu consciously went out for a walk, feeling that Li Zhiyan probably wanted to contribute to his class monitor's family having a second child.

The class monitor's family should have a second child.

So, his current presence was not very suitable.

"Aunt Fang…"

"What kind of QQ password do you need to set?"

Fang Zhiya thought for a moment.

"Just use six zeros."

This familiar password reminded Li Zhiyan that his mom's password was also six zeros; do all aunts like to use this number?

"It's better to make it a bit more complex, Aunt Fang, otherwise, your QQ account could easily be stolen."

"With a QQ password like yours, even account-stealing software could take it."

"Then, you can set one for Auntie."

Li Zhiyan entered Fang Zhiya's name.

"Then let's use the initial letters of your name, plus six zeros, and then the initial letters of your name again."

"That way, it's also easier to remember."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After the QQ account was registered.

Li Zhiyan asked for Fang Zhiya's phone.

"Aunt Fang."

"Do you have QQ installed on your phone?"

In that era, besides the very few and rarely seen smartphones, most phones needed built-in mobile QQ software to log in to QQ.

"Auntie doesn't know; I've never tried before."

"Can you check for Auntie?"

He looked at Fang Zhiya's pink BBK music phone; he remembered that this phone had built-in QQ.

"Aunt Fang, I'll log in for you. We've already added each other as friends, so when you hear a notification sound, it means I'm looking for you."

Fang Zhiya's newly registered QQ, with no level yet, had no friends, so if there was a message, it would definitely be from him.

Subsequently, Li Zhiyan taught Fang Zhiya how to chat with him.

During this process, the system released a new task.

"Because it's unsafe for Fang Zhiya to rent a house alone, please pretend to be her son and go with her to rent a house."

"And find a way to hug her."

"Mission reward: 10,000 yuan in cash."

This mission had no difficulty, and the reward was also quite meager.

The only difficulty was probably the hug; as long as it wasn't something too intimate like rubbing an ankle.

Li Zhiyan felt that with the convenience of pretending to be her son, a hug wouldn't be a problem.

However, for Li Zhiyan, who had a deposit of 130,000 yuan, it was definitely a "true fragrance" moment!

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, Li Zhiyan pointed to the snack bar across the street and said.

"Okay."

Looking at Li Zhiyan, Fang Zhiya felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. In the past, her son had helped the class teacher suppress him.

They were enemies, yet he was so kind to her.

In contrast, her own son wouldn't even answer her calls.

If only Li Zhiyan were her son. Feeling Fang Zhiya's gaze, Li Zhiyan felt it was very familiar.

Clearly, this kind of look had appeared in the eyes of Gu Wanzhou and Rao Shiyun; it was the look of a loving mother wanting to adopt a godson.

However, he would not become someone else's godson.

One mother was enough.

Unless it was Su Mengchen's mother, Shen Rongfei; that woman was truly his mother.

Because of Mother-in-law, he would also have to change his address to 'Mom.'

They ordered two portions of egg fried rice, and Fang Zhiya seemed to hesitate to speak.

After a while, she finally asked, "Li Zhiyan, Auntie has something, can I ask for your help?"

Li Zhiyan knew she was talking about renting a house.

It was clearly not appropriate for a beautiful single mature woman to rent a house alone.

It was too easy to be targeted by bad people.

"Please tell me. If I can help, I definitely will."

"You are a very important elder in my heart."

"Within my capabilities, I will definitely help you."

Fang Zhiya's tears almost fell uncontrollably.

Her own son didn't care about her, yet her son's enemy was so concerned about her. He was truly a filial junior.

But she didn't know him before, and she hadn't doted on him.

How could she be qualified to enjoy his kindness to her?

For a moment, Fang Zhiya found it hard to speak. Asking for wages, and how he settled her last night, she already owed this child too much.

"Auntie, just tell me if you have something. I know you need help right now. The class monitor and I are classmates, and as classmates, we naturally have to help with his family's affairs."

After a moment of hesitation, Fang Zhiya said, "Li Zhiyan."

"Auntie wants to ask you something."

"Can you pretend to be Auntie's son and go with Auntie to rent a house this afternoon?"

"Because it's not very convenient for a woman to rent a house…"

She didn't specify the inconveniences.

She always felt that Li Zhiyan was a child, and some topics were not suitable for children.

Although this child was already precocious.

"Then why isn't the class monitor going with you? If you call him, he'll definitely come, right? After all, a mother and son are connected at heart."

"I think the class monitor should come."

The boss brought the egg fried rice.

"He hung up on me today and turned off his phone."

Some grievances are fine if not spoken, but once they are, they will completely erupt.

Fang Zhiya's tears couldn't help but flow. Her delicate beauty, crying, looked truly pitiable.

"Aunt Fang, please don't cry. I'll go with you, and I'll visit you often in the future too."

"I promise no one will think of bullying you. From now on, just treat me as your son."

"When you cry, it makes me feel bad inside."

Only then did Fang Zhiya compose herself.

It was indeed inappropriate for her to cry in front of a child.

"Okay…"

"Auntie won't cry anymore."

…

In the afternoon, Li Zhiyan hailed a taxi and followed Fang Zhiya to a somewhat dilapidated urban village.

Currently, Fang Zhiya only had the ten thousand yuan cash that Li Zhiyan had helped her retrieve from the interlayer of her suitcase.

Besides that, there was nothing else.

This urban village had many illegal constructions, all small property rights houses without property deeds.

The landlord Li Zhiyan was looking at was an elderly local couple.

These two looked very arrogant, after all, they had a full seven-story self-built house.

Most locals were like this, but the attitude of this elderly couple was very good.

The old lady enthusiastically introduced the house on the seventh floor to Fang Zhiya.

"Our sixth and seventh floors are specially built for rental units."

"Each room is 20 square meters."

"They are all independent units."

"As for the bathroom, there's a public toilet downstairs. You can use it for only two yuan a month."

"You can use this briquette stove freely. For bathing and such, just boil water; it's very convenient."

"Oh, and you can use this electric fan freely too; we provide it for our tenants."

"The monthly rent is three hundred yuan."

"Minimum rental period is six months."

"Although there's only one bed, it won't be inconvenient for you two, mother and son. Just make do and squeeze a bit."

In Wan City, even in 2010, a monthly rent of three hundred yuan was very hard to find. Fang Zhiya came specifically for this price.

Li Zhiyan surveyed the rental room; it was a single, open space.

At the entrance of the room was a long public corridor leading to the entrance of each rental unit.

There wasn't even a curtain on the window, making it easy for privacy to be peeked into.

The single room with a coal stove made carbon monoxide poisoning relatively easy. Besides a bed and a dining table, there was basically no space for other things.

Outside the door, several neighbors curiously looked at Fang Zhiya.

Especially one middle-aged man, his eyes were practically gleaming.

This mature woman was truly a gem.

However, upon seeing Li Zhiyan, he immediately reined in his thoughts.

She had a son; if he really caused any trouble, this young man would surely beat him to death.

"We'll rent here."

Although the conditions were poor, Fang Zhiya felt that she could only afford to rent such a house now.

The days of driving an Audi A4, having millions in savings, and living in an elevator apartment were long gone.

"Young man, you're here to study for your third year of high school, and your mother came to accompany you, right?"

"There are quite a few third-year high school students here. The girl in this room, after her college entrance exam, checked out with her mother. I heard she scored over thirty points above the first-tier university line this year. My house brings good luck!"

The old lady talked a lot. She took out two standard contracts from her bag.

"But, young man, you and your mother don't look very much alike."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhiyan hugged Fang Zhiya from behind.

Embracing Aunt Fang's slender waist, he rested his head on Fang Zhiya's fragrant shoulder.

Smelling the mature woman's scent on Fang Zhiya, he said with a smile, "Grandma, what do you mean not alike?"

"Look closely again; my mom and I look exactly alike."

Li Zhiyan clearly felt Aunt Fang's body soften.

He promptly used force to support Fang Zhiya's waist.

The two of them pressed tightly against each other.