Chapter Twenty-Three Visitation

  Mr. Zhang thought he was quite considerate of his youngest daughter and her family, and he knew the nature of this granddaughter. He naturally understood that with the character of his daughter and son-in-law, and under the temptation of someone with ulterior motives, Fang Zixuan and Fang Zipeng's recklessness and degeneration were within reason. After all, he was old, and apart from scolding and intimidating them a few times, there was no good way to deal with it.

  But the Fang Zixuan in front of her was calm and composed, just looking at her frank eyes, compared to the timid Fang Zipeng beside her, it's clear that she is not a girl who can be taught by Fang Jianlin and Zhang Yun. Moreover, someone who was confused and degenerate a few months ago suddenly became serious and solemn, isn't this change too extreme?

  Although he couldn't understand, he was a materialist and wouldn't think about anything supernatural. However, he really couldn't figure out the reason for this strange change, so he could only attribute it to her having a major awakening after the car accident, and being punished by Old Master Fang to copy Confucian classics. Had she really turned over a new leaf? Or was there actually some use to that Confucian stuff?

  He carefully examined Fang Zixuan and felt that this girl was indeed completely different from the past. Although he couldn't remember what Fang Zixuan looked like in the past, looking at Fang Zipeng, it seemed that the sister and brother were about the same. If copying books is useful, then punishing her to copy books would be fine, no need to go to some training camp.

  "Zi Peng is going to the training camp, you stay at home and copy these few books, not a single word less, I will check every day, don't think about being lazy." Zhang Lao Ye simply took out the Four Books and Five Classics from the bookcase and threw them at Fang Zi Xuan.

  Fang Zikong felt psychologically balanced, secretly laughing to himself. Fang Zixuan was really unlucky, having just been released from the Fang family's punishment and now coming to the Zhang family to copy books. She spent her whole day locked in a room copying, she might actually be driven stupid by all this copying. In comparison, he would rather go to that training camp, at least it was better than being cooped up in a room every day. Besides, once he left the Zhang house, could those people in the training camps control him?

  Fang Zixuan took over the book without any hesitation or refusal. She didn't say another word, returned to her room, closed the door and started copying the book.

  Mr. Fang and Mr. Zhang's so-called punishment was not a burden to her, but rather an enjoyment. She would rather stay at home writing every day than interact with the so-called relatives outside.

  Mr. Zhang retired many years ago, and every day is very leisurely. He puts more effort into the younger generation than Mr. Fang. He also knows about his youngest daughter's daily life. After feeling sorry for her, he always wants to help her out, but due to the Fang family's doting on their children, he doesn't dare to overdo it. After sending Fang Zikun to training camp, he starts paying attention to Fang Zixuan every day.

  Not to mention Old Man Zhang, even Cheng Li felt that Fang Zi Xuan had become somewhat out of sorts. After hearing from Zhang Yun that she had changed since the car accident, it was understandable. After all, she had been to the gates of hell and back, and her youthful arrogance must have been worn down. In her youth, Zhang Song Wen also had a rebellious phase, but as he grew older and encountered more things, he gradually matured. Looking at Fang Zi Xuan, Cheng Li thought of her own son and felt a pang of sympathy for her. The current Fang Zi Xuan was quiet and polite, even surpassing those spoiled rich girls in some ways.

  "Zi Xuan has been staying at home all summer vacation, probably getting bored to death. Let her go out and take a walk." Cheng Li looked at the taciturn Fang Zi Xuan, this little girl was absolutely not talkative, saying no more than ten sentences in a whole day, even she felt it was too quiet.

  These days, she felt even more sympathetic towards him. After all, being born into that kind of family, how many children wouldn't go astray? Now that he's finally turned over a new leaf and is still young, it can't be too excessive to correct his mistakes. So she gently advised Old Man Zhang.

  Mr. Zhang was very satisfied with Fangzi Xuan's performance over the past few days, but he was also worried that once she left the house, she would find those fox friends and dog friends again. After thinking about it, he said to Fangzi Xuan, "You haven't seen your brother for several days, go take a look at him."

  Although the training camp is quasi-militarized management, after all, they are all insiders, and each one is a treasure of their family. How can those madams and ladies be at ease? So it's impossible to really not let them see their relatives outside. As a compromise, special visiting hours were set up, but such visits cannot exceed half an hour.

  "Has your grandfather let you out?" Fang Zikai, who had been disciplined to the point of desperation in the training camp, was overjoyed to see her. He couldn't express how dear it felt to see his long-separated relative again. In these few days here, he hadn't slept a good night's sleep or eaten a decent meal. Zhang Yun had come to visit him several times, but apart from shedding tears in front of him, she hadn't shown any intention of taking him back home. He was at his wit's end with despair during his stay here.

  "He told me to come and take a look at you." Fang Zi Xuan looked at him very seriously, without any intention of speaking up on her own initiative, as if she really just came to take a look.

  "Why don't you say anything and look at me with that kind of eyes?" Fang Zipeng felt his heart flutter under her gaze.

  "Grandfather said he wants to come see you." Fang Zixuan said with a straight face, she naturally didn't think Fang Zipeng was particularly good-looking, but as an elder's entrustment, she had to complete it seriously. What could she and Fang Zipeng possibly have to talk about, besides staring at each other and passing the time?

  "Fang Zixuan, you're stupid!" Fang Zipeng bellowed, he was about to burst out in anger and slam his fist on the table. The relatives from nearby tables couldn't help but turn their heads, it's not that the training camp is like a military camp, but more like a prison, even visiting is like visiting a prisoner, without any freedom of privacy, everything is done under the watchful eyes of everyone, which makes these privileged sons very uncomfortable.

  Fang Zikeng sat down in a huff, of course he knew that Fang Zixuan was not really stupid, and when she was clever, she was more cunning than a ghost, it was unclear whether she was deliberately making things difficult for him.

  She still looked at him calmly.

  "Never mind," Fang Zikeng said resignedly, deciding not to argue with her. Since she had made up her mind not to speak, he should have the freedom to vent his emotions, "Can you please tell Grandpa to let me go? If I stay here any longer, I'll really die..."

  Fang Zipeng looked exhausted, feeling like his limbs were all loose, but his mouth was like a wound-up clock that wouldn't stop talking.

  "Wait a minute." Fang Zixuan took out her notebook and a pen. "Alright, you can continue now."

  Fang Zikong took a deep breath, his face repressed as he looked at her, forcibly holding back the urge to strangle her, feeling that the top priority was to unburden himself, not to bicker with her.

  He had to turn his head away, pretending not to see, and continued to talk incessantly. Fang Zixuan buried her head in the table, diligently memorizing, while the few relatives who came to visit looked particularly strange, their appearance was not like they were visiting a relative, but rather like they were taking notes.