Chapter – 9 Father’s mantle
Yang Wei and Gao Qiong both were crestfallen, they still could not believe that Xia Ping won and thinking about their meticulous bet they could not help but clenched fists. They don’t have a choice, credit ratings is too important, so put on the brave front both of them went outside the school to implement the bet conditions.
Xia Ping had no interest in watching hairy butts so he returned home.
“Mother what auspicious day is today? What are you cooking?” A flavorsome aroma was coming out of the kitchen, Xia ping gulped.
A woman in late 30’s wearing an apron came out of the kitchen, Huang Lan – she was Xia Ping mother, with a smile she answered the Xia Ping: “I’m making Huang special sweet and sour pork, It’s inferno war-hog meat.”
Inferno war-hog – A ferocious fire beast, his armor is capable of withstanding ballistic penetration, or an explosion of pounds of TNT. Inferno war-hog meat is too precious $600 for a pound, as it contains a lot of energy. Its value is no less than immortality, it can greatly enhance body strength or reiki.
Xia Ping was shocked and asked hurriedly: “Did dad made a great fortune?”
“Brat, one should live his life to the fullest. Coffins don’t have pockets!” Xia Ping father-Xia Chuan profusely said.
Xia Ping brows wrinkled, he knows his father is a government officer in the municipality and the annual salary is around $80,000 whereas mother also runs a small shop, thus the annual income of the family is around $1 million, but due to the house loan, school fees and day to day expenditures they are little tight-fisted. Eating an inferno war-hog meat could easily hurt their financial blueprint.
“Stop talking, go wash your hands, dinner is ready.” Huang Lan set up the buffet, five dishes and soup it looked ambrosial.
To see such a great buffet Xia Ping could not help but worried up, his usual penny-pincher dad when did become so open-handed.
Xia Ping solemnly asked: “Dad, tell me straight is this not our last meal in Tianshui city? We are in huge debt, right?” Xia Ping becomes sad, ancestor’s said it right – A pack of cards is the devil’s prayer book.
“Brat, What rubbish are you talking? Who had lost and is running away? Xia Chuan angrily said.
Xia Ping suspiciously asked: “Did not lose our home in gambling?”
Xia Chuan furiously said: “Brat, what nonsense are you speaking, I’m a dignified public officer, how can I make such silly mistakes. Remember, it boy – A little gambling is soothing and relaxing, but heavy gambling can affect your mental health.
“Then why are we eating such rich buffet today?” Xia Ping asked.
The Xia Chuan face becomes red in shame that his son is still dubious about him, well, it’s not Xia Ping fault as who asked Xia Chuan to be such penny pincher, to cover his embarrassment Xia Chuan changed the topic: “Xia Ping, what are your thoughts about the future? Your teacher must have discussed this thing with you?”
“I’m going to apply for the university,” Xia Ping nonchalantly said.
Huang Lan shocked: “Son, you’re going to apply for the university!”
Xia Chuan ghosted: “F#*k, what nonsense are you saying on?”
Xia Ping piqued, in a situation like this normal parent would have been cheering up for their son ambition, but looking at his parents appalling faces he could not help sighing.
Xia Chuan anxiously said: “Son, this is wrong and it’s totally incorrect, it’s a devil whisper. What good is in the university, Humph! Miserly studying for 4 years and then working for shit grade pay-up. Your father never wants you, his only son to live a ruined life like this. I just want you to complete your high school and then come work with me in the municipality. Don’t look at me like this, I just like to keep a low profile with my deep connections you will become a proud official. Then this region of Tianshui city will become our playground ha-ha.”
Xia Ping face palmed: “Dad, I will apply for university.”
Xia Chuan angrily said: “You prodigal son.”
“Well stop talking, dinner is getting cold. We’ll consider this matter later on.” Huang Lan interrupted in between the father and son fight.
After dinner, Xia Ping went to his room, Huang Lan smiled: “Pinger seems to be serious about this college thing ah!”
Xia Chuan nonchalantly said: “Its puberty, with our son talent, do you really believe any college will give him admission?”
Huang Lan could not help but sigh. She knows Xia Ping talent is too weak, so getting admission into a third grade university is also a big hurdle for him.
