The farce ended, and it didn't take long for Zhao Hao and Wu Neng to pull the car home together.

In the village, his family is the best.

You don't need anyone's permission to build a house, and you don't need to approve a homestead.

In a world where land is completely worthless, he can build his own house as he wants, build whatever he wants, and build as much as he wants.

When I came here a year ago, it was still a wasteland, and the weeds were so high that the cheap dad who had been kicked out of the family had built a simple thatched house here to shelter from the wind and rain.

It was so sour that day, I was in tears when I thought about it!

But now, a year later, thanks to his efforts, the first building in the village was built here.

This is a bamboo building, full mortise and tenon structure, completely independent design, the appearance looks tall, fresh and grade, and other people in the village stone and wood houses are not at the same level.

Outside the main building, there is a back garden with flowers and a well-built rockery.

There was living water in the baths, because he set up a waterwheel by the river at the head of the village, and built a waterway with thick bamboo along the way.

There is a big yard in front.

There are some caught red-feathered chickens in the yard, which are slender and elegant, and they are definitely rare breeds on the earth.

Because the feathers on their wings have been sheared, and because there is plenty of food here, the chickens can't fly away now.

Their task now is to lay eggs in peace, and by the way, to bring two large litters of chicks that have just hatched.

In addition, this yard, which is more than twice the size of other people's homes, is also planted with all kinds of vegetables.

That's pretty much it.

As a small farmer who crossed over, Zhao Hao was very proud and satisfied with all this at home.

"Who said a traverser must have so many messy identities and adventures?

It turns out that even if he is just a small farmer, he can mix very well. ”

"Well, there is still a lack of a little daughter-in-law who is like a flower, and an open-air swimming pool would be more perfect.

If it's possible, ask for two more concubines, three or four rooms, and five or six rooms don't seem to be okay......"

Mei Zizi thought, a person and a pig pushed open the bamboo gate of the yard and pulled the cart in.

"Lao Zhao, I'm back!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Hao shouted at the top of his voice.

Lao Zhao, whose full name is Zhao Yuntian, is his cheap dad and the only person in this world who can be regarded as a relative.

Although neither the former Zhao Hao nor the current Zhao Hao have any blood relationship with this old Zhao.

But this year's dependence on each other, coupled with the memory of his predecessor Zhao Hao in this body, made him deeply feel the greatness of this man.

At least, he doesn't think he can never marry because of a promise, raise someone else's child at all costs, and protect this child with his life when he is bullied.

In fact, as far as he knows, there is no friendship between this cheap dad and the cheap mother in this world at all, and it can be said that he is a vegetarian life.

Regarding all this, Comrade Lao Zhao's explanation was that he was confused at that time, seeing that his mother was so beautiful and so pitiful, and he relented for a while, so he took over him in infancy.

Fifteen years have passed.

The little guy who was in swaddling clothes has now grown into a young man, and his soul has changed hands halfway.

And the second young master of the Zhao family, who was in his prime, was regarded as the lover of his dreams by countless girls, young women, and even famous prostitutes in Qinglou, but now he has become a homeless, stubble-covered one-armed middle-aged man who looks sloppy.

So Zhao Hao has always felt that Lao Zhao is very stupid, and he plays a good hand of cards poorly.

Obviously, you can enjoy the superior life that countless people dream of, hugging left and right, drunk and dreaming of death, but just for an irrelevant person, give up everything that is at your fingertips.

As usual, in the courtyard at this moment, Zhao Yuntian was sitting on a wooden stake chopping firewood.

It was very hard to split, because not only did he break an arm, but he also had injuries on his body.

Hearing the voice, he didn't look up, and while continuing to chop wood, he said, "You're back?"

It's a bit cold and sounds like it's perfunctory.

But Zhao Hao didn't care, because this was originally such a person, taciturn.

Especially after being forced to leave the family.

After parking the car, he untied the rope tied to Wu Neng's body, and while moving the things on the car down, he complained: "How many times have I told you, if you are not in good health, lie down obediently, don't move."

It's not easy for your son, you have to support the family with thin shoulders at such a young age, can't you understand something?

You said what if you fell ill again, didn't it delay the matter, didn't it add to the chaos......"

In the past, Zhao Hao was afraid of Lao Zhao to death.

Now Zhao Hao, come as soon as he opens his mouth, there are no taboos.

At first, Comrade Lao Zhao was still very unaccustomed to it, always staring, but now, he has long been used to it, and it doesn't seem to feel so bad.

Hearing this, he put down his axe and got up, carrying a bucket of water that had been prepared long ago, picking up some fish that had not yet died from the basket, and then putting them in a pond under the bamboo shed not far away.

Zhao Hao sat on the stake where he was just sitting, "click, click", and picked up the axe and slashed.

Everything is so natural and doesn't require too many words.

But Comrade Lao Zhao was surprised after all!

"It's ...... Jungle rhino?"

"Did you meet a jungle rhino?"

After picking up the fish and seeing the beef brought back, Zhao Yuntian's always indifferent and calm gaze was finally moved.

Zhao Hao squeezed his eyebrows and smiled while chopping firewood quickly: "That's right, it's a jungle rhino."

How's that, it's amazing, right?

I've told you a long time ago, don't look down on your son, in fact, your son is very strong, just a jungle rhino, and he can be caught!"

Very frustrating.

Zhao Yuntian was unmoved, his eyes were blazing, and he said, "How did you kill it, just rely on your waste martial soul?"

I don't like that!

How can it be said that it is a waste martial spirit?

Even if it's true, don't say it so generously, how embarrassing is it?

Zhao Hao was unhappy, put down the axe, and said angrily: "Old Zhao, don't make trouble."

How many times have I told you, I'm not a waste martial spirit, I'm a kun.

As the saying goes, you start with a kun, and the upgrade depends on ......

Oh, Lao Zhao, why are you beating people?

You can't be so savage, you know?

Educating children can't rely on beating, this is common sense, do you understand it......"

Maybe that's fate!

Even if he changes the world, his father is still a father, and he is not soft when he picks up his son.

The strange thing is that this Nima not only does not feel uncomfortable, but misses it inexplicably and wants to cry.

It was like this for a while, but in the end, Zhao Hao still told the battle process as it was.

This time, Comrade Lao Zhao was very fair, nodded and praised: "Good job, know how to outwit." ”

With that, he turned away.

Zhao Hao knew that he was feeling sorry again, because of his waste material martial spirit.

At the end of the day, it's a world dominated by power.

In such a world, it seems that everything is very good for him now, but in fact he is just a rootless wanderer, and he may collapse one day when a gust of wind blows......