Many people say they don't understand the book and don't know what I'm talking about. I'll just explain it in zuihou.

This book is about a life mixed with some mess, a life like a pig. Or a selfish, petty citizen character, who does not have Spider-Man's so-called 'greater ability, greater responsibility' belief in how to find ways to avoid troubles and live the most comfortable little life after having the ability.

Fundamentally, this book is closer to urban than game novels, and closer to vernacular novels than urban abilities. In short, it's a mess. If you feel tired of life and want to find a novel to relax, then take a look. If your life is already comfortable, then this book is definitely not interesting.

This book is not hot-blooded, not intrigued, no violent love and hatred, no sharp national hatred and family hatred, no idiots to the unimaginable nymphoniacs, and no 2B to the second ancestor who has water in the head. For a lot of people, it's a fucking piece of bullshit, a tasteless piece of bullshit.

To put it bluntly, many people may not like to hear it, my book is not for everyone. I hope that the only people who read this book are people like me who are struggling in their daily lives and are as tired as their grandchildren.

I also hope that these camels, who are tired every day and feel that if they add a straw to their backs, they will collapse a little bit when they read this book. Just a little bit more relaxed.

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The oil man 'Shalombas' in "Monopoly IV" once said, 'Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten'. Zhang Jin, who is living like a pig now, although he disagrees with the proportion of unsatisfactory things in the words of this Arab brother, but he also thinks that everything will not go well in life. It is not surprising to drink porridge three or five hundred times and eat a single mouse droppings.

No, the first batch of wine purchased by several old men in the provincial government and Ms. Lu Wan, who shocked her deeply, just sent away the day before. The next morning, Mr. Liu was busy feeding the chickens and fish, watering and weeding, and Qi Bing was busy cleaning up the room and cleaning the dishes and chopsticks after breakfast. Zhang Jin slipped under the big locust tree like an uncle, lay down on the recliner, and continued today's unfinished study work.

When the day's study and work were coming to an end, Zhang Jin's mobile phone rang, and the 'rat droppings' came.

"Hey, hello, who are you looking for?" Zhang Jin, who was lying on the recliner, looked at the number he didn't know on the caller ID and asked strangely. It's just that the voice is still so lazy that it can't lift people's spirits.

"Are you Zhang Jin?" On the other end of the phone was the voice of a middle-aged man full of energy. It's just that it doesn't sound very friendly.

Zhang Jin's brows couldn't help but twist it, and then slowly let go, and said in an unchanged voice: "Yes, it's me." Something? ”

"I am the director of the municipal government office of Hui City, my name is Liu Anbang, and my father is Liu Weiguo!" Hearing Zhang Jin admit his identity, the man on the other end of the phone became even more stiff.

"Is this a bad person?" Zhang Jin, who used to roll in interpersonal communication, keenly discovered the hostility of the other party. And before introducing himself, he not only put his official title in his head, but also said who his father's surname was, which was just like the effect of 'my dad is Li Gang', obviously planning to bully others.

"Liu Anbang? Director Liu? Are you looking for me? Although he heard the other party's aggressiveness, he thought that he and Director Liu of Huishi couldn't go together, Zhang Jin asked in confusion.

Zhang Jin's ignorant attitude made Director Liu on the other end of the phone a little unable to suppress the fire, "Zhang Jin, don't pretend to be confused with me, I warn you, put away your tricks and deception for me immediately." Honestly tell the old man how you deceived my father, and obediently return the consultation fee he paid in advance. As for the compensation, I will talk to you later, and if you delay my father's illness, I swear that you will be put to prison until you are old! ”

After being beaten like a machine gun, and inexplicably becoming a liar, Zhang Jin inevitably became a little angry, and said in a cold voice: "Director Liu, are you looking for the wrong person?" ”

It was Zhang Jin's words that made Director Liu's anger completely erupt into a roar: "The surname is Zhang, don't pretend to be garlic with me, my father has already lived in your house, do you think I don't know?" How dare you say you didn't take my father's paintings? Do you dare to say that you didn't set a consultation fee of 200,000 yuan for two months? ”,

"Liu Weiguo, is it Old Man Liu?" At this time, Zhang Jin suddenly realized.

Zhang Jin is not the Bethune of the new era, nor is he Lei Feng who does good deeds without asking for anything in return, or Guo Daxia, a good man in the oil field.

Although Zhang Jin treats the villagers in the same village, except for the cost of medicine, he never charges any consultation fees or treatment fees. But it is a villager, a neighbor, for Zhang Jin, an outsider, this is a means to shorten the distance with the villagers, and it is a way to actively integrate into the village.

However, the old man Liu did not recognize or know before, and he was not a relative, so of course Zhang Jin could not not only leave the old man at home to take care of food and housing, but also volunteer for treatment. It's not that Zhang Jin is stingy, but why? Old Man Liu is different from the villagers, and he is not the same as Qi Bing, but Qi Bing is a serious blood relative.

However, although Zhang Jin said that the consultation fee charged by Mr. Liu is not low, it is expected that the two-month diagnosis and treatment period is 200,000 yuan, plus a hand-painted painting by Mr. Liu that is said to be priced at more than 100,000 yuan and has great potential for appreciation-"Xiaolou Listens to the Spring Rain One Night". That was the first time when Mr. Liu had a meal, and he heard Zhang Jin give the house the name of 'Xiaolou', and for a while, 'the old man talked about the madness of youth' and promised to give it to Zhang Jin.

Although it seems a bit sky-high to say that the diagnosis and treatment fee equivalent to more than 300,000 yuan in two months is too cheap, it is too cheap compared to guaranteeing to cure Old Man Liu's terminal illness and buy back his old life. What's more, with good wine and food every day, and five-star living conditions, the price is evenly shared, and it is cheaper to calculate.

It's not just Zhang Jin who thinks so about this cheapness, even Old Man Liu and his old friends, including Lu Wan, who just left the day before, think so.

"You misunderstood, I ......" was misunderstood, of course Zhang Jin wanted to explain as soon as possible.

However, it was obvious that Director Liu's patience on the other end of the phone was not so good, and as soon as Zhang Jin opened his mouth, he interrupted Zhang Jin's words angrily: "You don't have to explain, I'm not my father, I'm confused." Do you think I'm going to be fooled by you? I've seen a lot of this kind of scammer! I've looked into you, and you're just a doctor in the pharmacy department of Kirin Hospital, not even a clinician. Why, now that you have left your job, you plan to make a fortune by swindling? Tell you, dreaming ......"

Deeply feeling the unreasonableness of Director Liu on the other side, Zhang Jin had no intention of continuing to communicate, and hung up the phone after saying a word in a stiff tone, and locked up the other party's gushing 'exciting words' on the phone. "I'll talk to your father, as for his plans, you better communicate with him yourself!"

Zhang Jin had just hung up the phone, and Mr. Liu had just happened to have watered the vegetable garden, wearing an old man's sweatshirt and walking over with his trouser legs full of dew and mud.

"Grandpa Liu, you hurry back to the room to pack your luggage, and I'll send you back to the provincial capital now." Zhang Jin said with a straight face.

"Back to the provincial capital? Right now? Didn't you say that I would have to be cured for two months? It's only been a little over a month, huh? Did something happen......" Although Old Man Liu was inexplicable, he also sensed Zhang Jin's dissatisfaction with himself. It doesn't count if you leave someone in advance, and you still call yourself 'Grandpa Liu'. Except for the first two days when he came here, Zhang Jin never used this title again.

When he was not familiar with it, Zhang Jin called Old Man Liu 'Grandpa Liu' according to his seniority because of Lan Feifei's relationship. But after getting acquainted with it, given that Mr. Liu is only in his sixties and not a few years older than his father, it seems a little awkward to call grandpa. So, it's usually either 'you're old', or it's 'old man', or it's just 'hey', 'you'.

Although these titles don't sound polite enough, they don't have the sense of distance of the title 'Grandpa Liu'!

"It's nothing, it's just that the director of the government office of Hui City wants me to send you back, otherwise he will want me to sit in prison. I was scared, so I had to be obedient. Zhang Jin's tone was emotionless, but his anger was obvious.

Zhang Jin's words made Old Man Liu understand, and the fire in his heart also 'soared', and he said angrily: "Xiao Zhang, I will daoqian to you for that son, you have a lot of adults, don't meet with him." I'll turn around and ask him to follow you. With that, Old Man Liu walked quickly towards the house.

Soon, Old Man Liu's angry roar came from the room, "Son, are you looking forward to my early death?" I finally found a place where you can cure the disease, and you want to mix the yellow for me? You're an unfilial son......"

At this time, Zhang Jin had long since lost the angry look on his previous face, but smiled gloomily, listening to the voice of Director Liu from the microphone in the room more than ten meters away: "Dad, don't be angry, it's me who is wrong, I am wrong." Be...... Yes, I'm daoqian, I'll go to Xiao Zhang daoqian in person in a few days? Don't get angry......"

"Hold me with an official position? Then don't blame me for crushing you with your dad! Relying on himself wearing an official skin, he commanded people angrily, yelling at five and drinking six, what kind of thing? Who's going to eat your set? Zhang Jin thought so.