In the evening, Wang Dachuan's family of three went to Chen Yongmao's house for dinner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Fanggang and Zhang Hongyan are both honest people, although they will say a few bad words about Village Chief Chen behind his back on weekdays, but he will still rub his hands at a loss, with an extremely embarrassed smile on his face, and his words are full of flattery.

"Lao Chen, our Huangling Village has really embarked on the road of poverty alleviation and prosperity under your leadership!"

After Wang Fanggang had two cups of belly, the sycophants snapped.

"Where, where, come, do one!"

With a "bump", several wine glasses collided and made a crisp sound, and they fell back again.

Wang Dachuan silently complained in his heart: Hehehe...... Under his leadership, Huangling Village embarked on the road of endless demons and monsters.

"Village chief, in the future, our family Dachuan will rely on you to cultivate more!" Zhang Hongyan's face was originally swarthy, but because of some wine, it became black and red, shining like a layer of lard......

Listening to his mother's extremely excited tone, looking at Chen Yongmao's squeezy face opposite, Wang Dachuan was no longer able to complain.

"Where, where." The village chief got carried away and said, "Hey, I invite you here today, and I want to ask you for help." ”

"We?"

Wang Fanggang and Zhang Hongyan glanced at each other, their expressions full of confusion.

"Lao Chen, what's the matter, you say!" Wang Fanggang was full of pride, put the wine glass on the table, and began to brag, "As long as we can help, we will definitely help!" ”

"Hahaha, I knew that you were the most righteous!" The village chief grinned, patted Wang Fanggang's shoulder, and then said happily, "Actually, it's nothing." Isn't there a tourism conference going to be held in our county? During this period, there will be a program of art going to the countryside. ”

"Village chief, what does this art have to do with us going to the countryside?" Zhang Hongyan drank the wine, her eyes shone brightly, and her voice was as loud as if she had installed a horn.

"That's right, hasn't our Huangling Village always made a living by burning bricks and pulling bricks? What does it have to do with art? ”

Can you still burn flowers by burning bricks?

Or pulling bricks can make a trick to change this car of bricks to the big boss's construction site.

"No, no, no. In other words, this is a song and dance troupe sent down from above, a chorus or something, and it is for us to perform! However, I thought that this is a good opportunity for our Huangling Village to turn over! ”

"Turn over?"

"yes, do you want to pull bricks for the rest of your life? A brick is only a few cents, and you are not tired of loading and unloading and unloading this car! ”

Wang Fanggang listened to Village Chief Chen's "teachings", and drank some wine, and his brain was a little unclear. Thinking about it at the moment, let alone say, it's really like this.

He was tired and tired day by day, and he scraped together to support his family, this Chen village chief was nicknamed Chen Papi, and this small building was built out when people moved their mouths.

The coolie laborers are really incomparable to the people of this leadership class.

Thinking about it like this, Wang Fanggang nodded violently: "Yes, yes, Lao Chen, what you said is, you say, what's going on?" ”

Wang Dachuan looked at his father's already drunk appearance, and rolled his eyes in his heart.

Roll over and don't go into the stinking gutter again!

Anyway, Chen Yongmao's family is not good at stubble!

I only heard the village chief continue: "Let's take the initiative to seize the opportunity, now, there is a great opportunity in front of us." What is it? It's an old brick kiln in the west of the village! ”

No matter how much Wang Fanggang drank a lot, he was also clever when he heard the words "old brick kiln".

"What do you say? Old brick kilns? That's not going to work. Wang Fanggang waved his hand again and again.

Chen Yongmao's father continued to brainwash: "Oh, why are you so unenlightened." I'll just say it bluntly, recently our village has been haunted by ghosts and dead people, but there has been a lot of uproar, and even the province knows about it! Do you know what hobbies the governor of our province has? Hi! He's just good at it! ”

"The superstition of this governor is so great, then we are all ashamed of ourselves. It is also strange to say that the more people become big officials, the more they believe in feng shui and believe in ghosts and gods! ”

"Now, the governor has begun to pay attention to our village! As long as our village makes some more moves, such as this ghost, that ghost, and then our village's ghost hunter - Comrade Wang Dachuan, ah, this demon subjugation and demon eradication, the ...... is what you want."

"Dad, that word is pronounced, mi, two sounds." Chen Yongmao lazily interrupted his father's words.

"Adults talk, children don't interject!" The village chief glared at Chen Yongmao, and continued to say proudly, "Let's Comrade Wang Dachuan put on another ......."

"Gotta get it." Wang Fanggang couldn't listen to it anymore, he waved his hand again and again, his mouth was full of heavy wine, and he had a big tongue when he spoke.

He was a little confused, but it wasn't a good job, and he could still hear it.

"The people in our village are all afraid of ghosts now, and you still specialize in recruiting ghosts? Forget it, our family Dachuan is not a ghost hunter, he can't do anything except eat, he can't do this, he can't do it. ”

"I said, Lao Wang, why do you look like an elm pimple." Village Chief Chen's eyes widened, and the brute force came up, and he said with a stiff neck, "Am I that kind of person?" Can I harm Okawa? Do you understand how to do drama? ”

"You mean...... Fake ghosts? Zhang Hongyan understood and asked.

"Hey! It's still red and glamorous! Seeing that there was finally someone who understood, Village Chief Chen was excited, slapped his palm on the table with a "snap", and continued to brainwash Wang Fanggang, "Do you understand?" Ghosts are pretended to be people, and let Wang Dachuan be a fake ghost hunter to catch ghosts, isn't our purpose to attract the attention of the governor! ”

Wang Fanggang finally understood, and nodded in a sudden understanding, as if he had no objections.

Just when Village Chief Chen was just overjoyed, he thought that this matter was a sure thing, but he didn't expect Wang Fanggang to throw out a sentence without a head: "Then why are you looking for my family Dachuan?" ”

"You're stupid! Everyone knows about Okawa's subduing of the white fox! Besides, your family itself has a legend of a ghost hunter, don't you? ”

Wang Fanggang and Zhang Hongyan glanced at each other, and the two of them set their eyes on Wang Dachuan again.

After all, this matter is still related to Wang Dachuan in the end, even if they are his parents, they can't do things against his will.

Wang Dachuan kept burying his head and pulling rice in his mouth, this rice is very hard, and it is easy to have stomach pain when eaten.

He felt the eyes of all eyes on him, but he still had to wield the relationship.

Finally swallowed the last bite of rice and stir-fried meat with garlic, Wang Dachuan put the bowl down, wiped the oil on his mouth, and looked at Chen Yongmao and his father with burning eyes.

"Uncle Chen, if this thing is done, according to the development you think, and the governor also pays attention to our Huangling Village, what is the benefit of my family? What's in it for me? ”

"Uh...... This ......" I didn't expect Wang Dachuan to be quite clever, Chen Yongmao's father's eyes were rolling, and he suddenly seemed to be ruthless, slapped the table and gritted his teeth, "If the governor pays attention, I won't collect your land money this year!" ”

There is a plot of land in the village, which is jointly owned by every family. Although this land is considered public, and each family grows its own grain, Chen Yongmao and his father forcibly collected the land money, which is thousands of yuan a year!

Seeing that it is almost the end of the year, the land money is about to be collected......

Wang Dachuan looked at his parents' expectant and excited eyes, and secretly clenched his fists: "Okay!" ”

Anyway, he hasn't seen a real ghost anymore, so would he be afraid of fake ghosts pretending to be people?

Playing a ghost hunter who catches fake ghosts, he will lose thousands of dollars in vain, it's worth it!

"Hahaha, what a good boy!"

Chen Yongmao spit out a sentence faintly on the side: "People die for money, and birds die for food~"

As a result, he was kicked away by his father: "Stinky boy, get out of the way!" ”