Chapter One Hundred and Seven

"Dad, don't take such a blow to my son's enthusiasm! You can't recognize my mother if you put on makeup?" Zhang Xiaodong has a black line, hey, it was all bragging when he was a child! "If you don't believe me, I have documents in my car, it's really my car. And I have photos with celebrities on my phone. ”

"Slow down! Tiger doesn't pull a few! Move less! It's all money!!" Zhang Guoping was startled when he saw his son moving five boxes of wine at once.

"Don't worry, Dad! Easy and happy!" Carrying five boxes of wine, Zhang Xiaodong turned his head and asked the supermarket owner, "Where to put it?"

The supermarket owner was also taken aback, "Oh, the second floor, the second floor, slow down, ha......" turned his head, and the supermarket owner said to Zhang Guoping again, "Lao Zhang, your son is not simple!!

"Hey, hey!!Be careful!!" As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiaodong staggered and was about to pour the wine, and was heading in the direction of the supermarket owner. Zhang Xiaodong didn't hear the conversation between the two before, but how could he not hear the sarcasm in this sentence just now?

The supermarket owner's face was earthy, and it was not until a case of wine near his forehead stopped that the supermarket owner breathed a sigh of relief. "Be careful!" Zhang Xiaodong asked with concern.

"Ah, yes, yes......" The supermarket owner made a false alarm and nodded hurriedly.

"I mean, be careful when you speak!!" Zhang Xiaodong said coldly. My Zhang Xiaodong's father is also sarcastic who can be sarcastic if he wants to? When Zhang Xiaodong moved the wine to the second floor, he realized how hard it was. The corridor is very narrow and narrow, and you have to turn sideways to move a box. If it weren't for the hurricane, it would be awkward for a young man to move, let alone a man whose father would be fifty.

There was another burst of bargaining, and after the settlement was over, Zhang Xiaodong also knew what had just happened. The two walked out of the supermarket, "Alas, when the town had just built a two-story building, I was optimistic about this location. At that time, I thought that I would definitely be able to make money by opening a big supermarket here, no! This Sifang supermarket could make 200,000 yuan a year! At that time, I should have scraped together some money to buy it, and I shouldn't have listened to your mother!" Zhang Guoping said with a look of envy and regret when he came to the truck.

Zhang Xiaodong has heard this more than once from his father. Glancing back at the Sifang supermarket, the supermarket owner was looking at the two of them through the glass, with his mouth cocked and a disdainful smile. Laugh at your paralyzing laughter!

When Zhang Guoping saw the documents in Wen Jiàn's bag, he was obviously stunned, "Is it really your car?"

"Dad, your son likes to brag, but when did I lie to you!" Zhang Xiaodong smiled and stepped into the driver's seat of the truck, "Dad, let's change cars for the two of us! You go ahead, I keep a distance from you! Let's go back to the village, let the old and young masters see, my Zhangjiacun singer is back again!!"

It's blowing again!!

The two cars drove one after the other, driving the Touareg, Zhang Guoping was excited and relieved, it was really a son! The son was out of breath! The black Touareg drove into the village, Zhang Guoping greeted everyone he met, nodded through the glass, and his face was happy.

"Ou Yo, this car is not cheap, is it??" Immediately after, Zhang Xiaodong drove a truck into the village.

"Look, everyone!!The singer of Zhangjia Village is back!!" "Haha~~~" In an instant, many villagers surrounded him. Old and young, old and old women, they like to join in this kind of fun! There are also old men basking in the sun at the entrance of the village, all looking over this way.

"This is my son's car, this kid! You have to drive it with me!!" Zhang Guoping seemed to be quite helpless, but everyone could see the smugness on his face. It's been a long time, and it's time for a lot of noise......

"Auntie, isn't it ligated? Why did you give birth to another son?" Zhang Xiaodong also got out of the car and said to a middle-aged woman with a child. The woman's face immediately turned red, "What are you talking about, this is my grandson! When will you come to our house to play, our family Zhang Bing happens to be fine." Xiaodong, you have to step up, your mother is going crazy thinking about her grandson!"

"Oh??grandson, grandson!" a wicked smile flashed on Zhang Xiaodong's face. Go to your house? Hasn't that little ruffian Zhang Bing been beaten enough by me? Squatting down, Zhang Xiaodong touched the child's head, "Can you speak? Come, call Dad!!"

"......" is over, the scourge of Zhangjia Village is back! At the side of the middle-aged woman, a young daughter-in-law instantly turned red when she heard this. The child was so frightened that he suddenly fell into the arms of the little daughter-in-law. The other children were so frightened that they quickly hid back.

Zhang Guoping put his hand on his face, alas, Mom, how did I give birth to such a son!! Turning his head, Zhang Guoping got into the car and hurried home.

On the other side, seeing that the middle-aged woman was about to get angry, "Auntie, don't be angry, I'm joking." As he spoke, Zhang Xiaodong took out a handful of red envelopes from his pocket. "Come baby! Uncle sent you, study hard every day, do you hear? Don't learn from your father's little ruffian......"

The middle-aged woman was also stunned when she saw the red envelope, is the son of Zhang Guoping's family really developed? "Alas Xiaodong, the child is still young......" As he spoke, the little boy had already torn open the red envelope, revealing two hundred yuan. Those present were stunned.

Zhang Xiaodong ignored them and beckoned, "Who's the little kids, come, come here!!One person!!Report the name of the family!"

In an instant, four or five children came up, "Uncle, I am Zhang Tiegang's son" "Uncle, I am Zhang Quanfu's daughter......" "Uncle, my father is ......"

gave a red envelope to each of the children, Zhang Xiaodong had a smile on his face, how about it, Brother Dong is interesting!"Who is that, I'm older than your father, do you have to call Da Da to know?

The singer king of Zhangjiacun is really developed! A group of people asked Zhang Xiaodong about the west, and the scene was quite lively. While speaking, Zhang Xiaodong saw an old man taking out a dry cigarette in the shade in the distance, looking at him from a distance. When I was a child, the second uncle was kind to himself and often bought candy for himself to eat. Zhang Xiaodong often pestered him in the fields when he was a child. From his parents, Zhang Xiaodong knew that the second uncle's health had become worse and worse in recent years, his eyes were a little flowery, and his ears couldn't hear clearly. The brain is not as good as it used to be.

Zhang Xiaodong walked towards the old man. After stepping forward, Zhang Xiaodong squatted down, "Second uncle, how are you doing lately?"

"Huh??What are you talking about??" the old man turned his ear, apparently unable to hear clearly. "Be louder, I can't hear clearly!!"

"Ah, I mean, second uncle, how are you doing lately?" Zhang Xiaodong raised his voice.

"Ah!!!I heard it clearly!" The second master heard it clearly this time, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Yes!!!, the king of songs!!" and stretched out his thumb as he spoke.

Thinking that the second uncle, who was in good spirits before, became like this, Zhang Xiaodong couldn't help but feel a little sad. Seeing that the old man trembled and wanted to light a pipe, Zhang Xiaodong took out a lighter and gently lit it for him. At the same time, he took out a big red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

"Take care of your body, I'll come to see your !! often."

After watching Zhang Xiaodong drive the truck away, the old man was smoking a pipe, holding a red envelope in a trembling hand, and his eyes were filled with tears. "Good!!King of Singers!!Talented!!"

(Thank you for your support, Luo Xiaoshoe, ...... left, and become the helmsman of this book.) First update!)