The Great Tang Dynasty's Trans-Dimensional Conference: Little Rhinoceros Arrives

"Surprise! You little brat, you've come to give me a real shock, you know that?!"

"Fan'er, did you really buy this car? Where did you get the money? Your dad said it wasn't cheap, it must have cost around 300,000!"

Faced with his parents' questioning, Lin Fan could only manage a wry smile.

"Mom, don't worry, there's nothing wrong with the car. Fine, I won't hide it from you anymore. To be honest, I won the lottery."

Knowing that he couldn't tell the elderly couple about the Tang Dynasty yet, Lin Fan could only make up a lame excuse on the spot.

"Win the lottery? Are you kidding me? I've been buying lottery tickets for over ten years, and the most I've ever won is five dollars!"

No sooner had Lao Lin finished speaking than Lin Fan heard Cao Xueqing's thunderous rage.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Lin, didn't you tell me you didn't play with that kind of stuff? You've been buying it for over ten years! You're using all the allowance I give you to play with this stuff, aren't you? Starting next month, your allowance will only be fifty!"

"Oh no, honey, I was just joking. I didn't buy it. I was just trying to scare that brat. Fifty yuan isn't enough!"

"Whether it's enough or not, it's only fifty. Don't even think about taking a penny more!"

Seeing that all the attention was being drawn to his father, Lin Fan was about to secretly end the call when his father immediately turned the attention back on him.

"No, wife, can we put that aside for now? The main thing is the car!"

"Oh, yes, Fan'er, was what you just said true or false?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan had no choice but to turn on the speakerphone, "You two wait, I'll take a screenshot and show it to you."

Exiting the call interface, Lin Fan opened a bank account on his phone.

As the saying goes, you can't put all your eggs in one basket. He had already divided the money he earned from selling things into several different cards and saved them.

He specifically found a card with over four million yuan in savings, then went to the balance page, took a screenshot, and sent it out.

He dared not reveal too much, after all, the elderly couple were truly easily frightened.

"Mom and Dad, look at the messages on your phones."

A rustling sound immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"How about it? Did you see it?" Lin Fan waited a few seconds, but all he got was silence.

After a long while, he heard a collective gasp of surprise.

"Hiss! Tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, four million!" Fellow Daoist Lin exclaimed in surprise.

"Old man...you didn't miscount, did you? It really is...four million?" Cao Xueqing was somewhat incredulous.

"That's right, I counted three times..."

Silence, still silence.

"Dad, Mom, are you alright?" After a while, Lin Fan asked tentatively.

It's fortunate that he had the foresight to react this way to four million; if the old couple had actually seen the tens of millions in the other cards, they would have drawn them on the spot.

"Kid, why didn't you say so before?" Old Lin's resentful tone came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Fan felt a little guilty upon hearing this and said, "Uh, I didn't dare to say it before because I was afraid you wouldn't believe me."

After saying that, he prayed frantically in his heart, "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, then Old Lin joked:

"Your mother and I were thinking about how to save enough money for your future wife, but now that things are like this, there's no point in saving anymore!"

He had barely finished speaking when Cao Xueqing started to complain.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This money belongs to Fan'er. We should still save it now, because we'll have a child after we get married, and this amount of money might not be enough."

"Fan'er, so much money! Don't spend it recklessly, you know? Getting a wife isn't cheap these days, and then there are the children to raise. Besides, you'll have to have at least two, right? That way, the two children won't be lonely. We..."

The rest of the time turned into a one-man stand-up comedy performance by Cao Xueqing.

"Also, when your dad and I get old, we can stay in our hometown and support ourselves. Only when we're too old to move around will it be your turn to take care of us, understand? Don't put pressure on yourself..."

At first, Lin Fan didn't care much, but as he listened, his eyes gradually reddened.

He didn't know when it started, but he grew tired of all the nagging. At that time, he always wanted to fly far away, the farther the better, as if that represented true freedom.

But what he didn't know was that no matter how high or far he could fly in the end, in his parents' eyes, he would always be the same child who needed to be taken care of.

This time, however, he wanted to listen carefully to all of her nagging.

After half an hour.

Cao Xueqing was perhaps a little thirsty from talking, and eventually tossed her phone to Lao Lin.

"Hey, Xiao Fan, your mom is a bit long-winded, but..."

Lin Fan interrupted his father's spellcasting, "Alright, Dad, I know, I heard everything, and Mom is right."

"But you can rest assured, I can assure you that the money came from a completely legitimate source. Besides, we live in a society governed by the rule of law. Do you really think the police are just sitting around doing nothing? If I really had any problems, do you think I'd still be here talking to you on the phone right now?"

After listening, Fellow Daoist Lin remained silent for a moment. He knew what Lin Fan had been like since childhood, and he didn't believe that his son would do anything illegal or disorderly.

"Alright, since you've said that, Dad believes you. This car..."

"You can keep the car, right? You don't expect me to return it, do you?" Lin Fan said with a grin.

Fellow Daoist Lin scoffed, "Dream on. You can't get a refund now. Your mother and I really like this car. Thanks, son."

The last words were spoken softly, but they could not conceal the emotion in Fellow Daoist Lin's heart.

"Alright, alright, why be so polite with your son?" Lin Fan almost burst into tears just now.

"Hey son, wait a minute."

Just as Fellow Daoist Lin finished speaking, the sound of a door closing came from the phone.

"Son, can you hear me? Dad wants to talk to you about something."

Listening to the whispering voice on the phone, for some reason, Lin Fan imagined his father looking cautious and timid.

"What's wrong, Dad? Tell me."

"Ahem, well, you must have heard what your mom said earlier, right?" Fellow Daoist Lin asked tentatively, covering the phone.

Lin Fan was taken aback. "What did you say? Mom just said so much, how am I supposed to know which sentence you meant?"

Upon hearing this, Fellow Daoist Lin became somewhat anxious.

"Oh, you know, what she said at the beginning, you forgot?"

What were those things mentioned at the beginning? Lin Fan's thoughts raced, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember them.

"I really can't remember. Dad, just tell me what's wrong."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Fellow Daoist Lin's voice came through again.

"Son, you know your mom's cut all my allowance off. Shouldn't you give me some money?"