One Net to Catch Them All

Fang Che chuckled. "You're an old hand now. Once you're old, you just stay in the nest and wait for the little birds to show you filial respect."

Fang Yunzheng grew even more displeased. "Are you saying I'm old?"

"..."

Fang Che realized that now his father had grown familiar with him, the old man had become somewhat more uninhibited. He had even started throwing tantrums? Lowering his head, Fang Che said, "You and Mom are getting along pretty well now. Even your tempers are becoming alike."

Fang Yunzheng exploded. "Are you saying I'm like a woman?"

Fang Che: "..."

He raised his hands in surrender. "I was wrong."

"What were you wrong about?"

"I was wrong about everything."

"...Enough with that. Where's the stuff?" Fang Yunzheng asked without the slightest courtesy.

Fang Che slapped down a small pile of resources for Fang Yunzheng, then took out some less important things for his father. "These are for handing out to the younger members of the family. You decide how to handle them. Take out a little every so often. Don't let them get used to receiving them."

"Do you think I understand less than you about human relationships? A favor of a pint can become a grudge over a gallon?" Fang Yunzheng rolled his eyes.

"I'll leave ten jars of wine for you." Fang Che ignored him and continued taking things out.

"Another ten!" Fang Yunzheng said forcefully. He cared about this a great deal, because this was the only thing that truly belonged to him.

Fang Che rolled his eyes, then slapped another ten jars down.

"That should be about it..." Fang Che stretched lazily.

"That's plenty." Fang Yunzheng was very gratified.

Then he asked, "As for the Qiongxiao Flowers, you only managed to bring back one?"

"How could