Yesterday, Zhang Zucheng can be said to have made a lot of money, so when he dreams at night, he is counting money, and he wakes up from his sleep early in the morning with a smile.

The potions that were not completely sold out before were poured into the vegetable patch, and they were all fertilized.

After breakfast, Zhang Zucheng came to the vegetable field, Da Zhuang was still the same, he came here early, and when he saw Zhang Zucheng, he greeted him warmly.

In fact, the work of the vegetable field has been basically completed, and there is no major event, Zhang Zucheng just came to weed, and the money payable by Zhang Daya has arrived, and the income of the whole 210,000 yuan is indeed a lot.

"Da Zhuang, give me your silver card number, and I'll send you some money." Zhang Zucheng opened his mouth and said, for Da Zhuang, you can't let people only work without taking money.

"Zu Cheng, don't worry, I didn't do anything, I felt ashamed of the ones I gave last time." Da Zhuang vetoed it vigorously, unwilling to take Zhang Zucheng's money.

"What are you talking about, that's what you deserve, hurry up, give me the card number." Zhang Zucheng urged, but seeing that Da Zhuang still looked unwilling, he had an idea, "Da Zhuang, don't you want to follow me, I will officially hire you now, this is your salary this month, hurry up, card number." ”

"But it's not appropriate for me to receive wages before I do anything." Although he was very happy to hear Zhang Zucheng's words, Da Zhuang still had concerns in his heart.

"What's suitable or not, I'm the boss, I have the final say, so you have to listen to me!"

"Oh."

Under Zhang Zucheng's persecution, Da Zhuang finally handed over his bank card number, Zhang Zucheng instantly called some money, a full 5,000 yuan, fortunately Da Zhuang did not have a mobile phone, otherwise he saw the number of transfers, I was afraid that he would have to be verbose for a long time.

"Zu Cheng, have you heard?" Da Zhuang chatted casually, looking a little sad.

"What?"

"Zhang Huifang hanged herself at home yesterday." Da Zhuang said with some sadness, after all, people die greatly, no matter whether she was a good person in her life or not.

This Zhang Huifang is Zhang Ran's mother, who was brought back by Liu Weidong because of trouble at Zhang Zucheng's house, but compared with her husband and son, her crime is much smaller, and she was released yesterday.

For this news, Zhang Zucheng didn't think there was anything, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Huifang would choose such an extreme way, and ended his life in such a hurry, which is also in response to the old saying, evil is rewarded, it's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

Zhang Zucheng sighed, he felt sorry not for Zhang Huifang, but for the fragility of life, which had to make him think of himself again, if he hadn't met Lan Yi, he was afraid that he would already be a dead man.

Zhang Zucheng smiled bitterly, and said in his heart, Lan Yi, don't worry, this life will never die before I see you, and when my family no longer has to worry about me, I will go to you, no matter the ends of the world, I will definitely find you.

"Okay, Da Zhuang, there's nothing to live in this field, let's do this today."

After separating from Da Zhuang, Zhang Zucheng came to Li's Medical Center, and he didn't give Old Man Fu a massage for many days, and it is estimated that a stinking meal is indispensable when they meet.

But what Zhang Zucheng didn't expect was that this time the old man Fu didn't scold him constantly, but instead looked kind, which made Zhang Zucheng feel very strange, could it be that the old man's conscience found out and wanted to be a good person?

kept speculating in his heart, but as soon as he saw Old Man Fu's face smiling a little weirdly, Zhang Zucheng felt uncomfortable.

Finally, Zhang Zucheng couldn't hold it back any longer, and stopped massaging the old man Fu and said, "Old man, are you sick!"

I have to say that this Zhang Zucheng is really a cheap bone, this old man Fu doesn't beat him or scold him, he feels uncomfortable, and Zhang Zucheng's sentence is really effective, in an instant, the old man Fu changed his face, blew his beard and stared, and even raised his hand, and he was about to pull Zhang Zucheng's body when he saw it.

And Zhang Zucheng was smiling, this is the old man Fu I know, but unfortunately, the momentum of the storm disappeared suddenly, and the old man Fu's half-empty hand was retracted, and his angry face was replaced by a stiff smile, "Zu Cheng, you're right, I'm not sick!" ”

Zhang Zucheng showed a look of contempt for the stinky old man in front of him, "Old man, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to lock the door at home, so I went back first." ”

At this moment, Old Man Fu grabbed Zhang Zucheng, who was about to run away, and his face finally returned to normal, and he said, "Stinky boy, where to run!" ”

Zhang Zucheng was simply brought back like this, and said, "Old man, if you have something, just say it, don't laugh, I'm afraid of nightmares at night." ”

Old Man Fu's old face suddenly pulled down, "Bastard boy, you still can't speak like this, I'm better for you, it's still wrong!" Hum! ”

"Yes, yes, that's it, this is the face, is this the right one for you!" Zhang Zucheng said excitedly, which made Old Man Fu speechless for a while.

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" Master Fu said in a loud voice, "Sit down for Lao Tzu, I have something to tell you." ”

Zhang Zucheng smiled, as if he was happy to be scolded, and sat down on the chair, "Okay! You say. ”

Master Fu pondered for a moment and said, "That's the case, an old friend will come to visit me recently." ”

"It's a good thing, old friends meet, a thousand cups are less! Great good thing, old man, what do you have to worry about! Zhang Zucheng also couldn't understand how this old man could still have a sad face for such a good thing.

"What a fart!" Old man Fu scolded, "You don't know how stinky the old man is, I can't wait to go up and give that old boy two feet!" ”

Zhang Zucheng was speechless, he really couldn't think of what kind of person could make Old Man Fu angry like this, the more he thought about it, the more curious he became, Zhang Zucheng really wanted to see this strange old man with his own eyes.

The old man Fu scolded aggressively, and this can be regarded as dissipating his anger, "Forget it, don't mention that stinky guy, Zu Cheng, I just want to borrow you a hundred wild ginseng to use, and deal a good blow to the dead old ghost, frustrate his sharpness, so that the old boy will never dare to show off in front of the old man in the future." ”

"Hey!" Zhang Zucheng slapped his thigh, "What else should I do to say something unspeakable, just this matter, the old man, you will twist and pinch, like an old lady, this is not your style!" ”

Old Man Fu heard Zhang Zucheng's comment and continued to ask, "Oh, then what kind of style should you tell me?" As he spoke, Old Man Fu narrowed his eyes, wanting to hear what Zhang Zucheng could say.

"Bandits!" Zhang Zucheng blurted out, without thinking about it, "Of course, the most worthy of your bearing, old man, is a bandit, in fact, if you want me to say, you are an old bandit!" ”

"Damn, stinky boy, you really dare to say that I have to kick you to death today!" Master Fu immediately jumped his eyes, stood up from the stool, raised his feet and was about to kick Zhang Zucheng.

"Old man, how can you turn your face faster than turning a book, you must be a dog's face!"

"Hey! Good boy, see if I don't smoke your big mouth!"

"Old man, if you do this again, I will stew that mountain ginseng as a white radish!" As soon as Zhang Zucheng said this, the old man Fu lost his temper at that time, remembering the scene when Zhang Zucheng stewed the hot pot with mountain ginseng last time, the old man was really afraid that this kid would make a mess for a while, so he really stewed him.

"Okay, okay, you kid is bold, dare to threaten Lao Tzu! Be careful not to fall into my hands, or you will have good fruit to eat. Old man Fu said angrily and sat down on the chair.

"Hey, old man, don't be like this, you are a great hero, what are you angry with me, a little peasant, right!" Zhang Zucheng hurriedly flattered.

"Don't give Lao Tzu a slap on the back here."

"Old man, is this okay, when the time comes, I will definitely let you have a long face in front of that person, and I will definitely compare you to the crack in the ground!" Zhang Zu swore honestly.

Old man Fu was immediately captured by Zhang Zucheng's generous conditions, "When the time comes, if I lose face, old man, I will fucking kick you to death." ”

"Okay, when the time comes, can't I pout my ass and kick you." Zhang Zucheng said casually, not worried about this problem at all.

"That's pretty much it!"

Seeing that the old man Fu was very satisfied, Zhang Zucheng continued: "But when the time comes, you have to introduce that person to me, otherwise you will wait to drill into the cracks." ”

"Hmmm! Stinky boy, dare to talk to Lao Tzu about the conditions, just fucking know that you are a master who does not suffer, okay, according to you, it is okay to introduce, but whether people can see it depends on yourself. ”

"Don't worry, can I disgrace you!" Zhang Zucheng said confidently, but in the eyes of the side, it was not reliable at all, "Come on, old man, let's pinch our shoulders again." ”

Although Zhang Zucheng doesn't know what kind of friend Mr. Fu is talking about, since he can become Mr. Fu's friend, he is by no means an ordinary person.

I have to say that Zhang Zucheng's abacus is called a sound, which can not only please the old man happy, but also pull a strong backing for himself, even Zhang Zucheng himself sighed at his own wisdom, he is too smart.

"Brother Zu Cheng, when did you come, don't come to the back room to call me!" At this time, Li Xiaohua, who came out of the back room, was carrying a wooden lunch box in her hand, and when she saw Zhang Zucheng's figure, she said with some resentment.

"Aren't I afraid that I'm too handsome and disturb Sister Xiaohua's work?" Zhang Zucheng said proudly.

"Phew, it's not ashamed to boast about yourself like that." Li Xiaohua reprimanded, but in her heart, she secretly praised that she was indeed a little handsome......

Zhang Zucheng didn't care what Li Xiaohua was thinking, pointed to the lunch box in her hand and said, "Xiaohua, are you sending food to Uncle Zhizhen?" ”

"Oh no, this is Xiaofan's meal, she lives alone in the school, and Grandpa Wen asked me to take care of her more." Li Xiaohua explained.

Hearing Li Xiaohua mention Zhang Wen, Zhang Zucheng remembered that last time Zhang Wen also let himself have time to go to the school to see, teach or something, but he just left it behind, if he let Zhang Wen's old master know, Bacheng would have to preach again, "Xiaohua, in this way, I will go with you, and I will also go to the school to see, how to say that it is also my alma mater." ”