I'm really not a filial son

Chapter 11 I really don't want to be the village party secretary
"Chengzi, you came back this time to run for the village party secretary, right?"

A somewhat obese woman asked, and Zhang Zhicheng usually called her Aunt Xiaoyu.

The reason why Xiaoyu asked was because she was a women's director, so she naturally knew the important thing about the election of the village party secretary. Usually, rural people don't care much about the election of cadres.

But the village party secretary is special. Like other cadres, he is in charge of bidding for fish ponds and mountain land lease payments in the village. It's good to be an official in the county.

"No."

At this moment, Zhang Zhicheng is carrying money, paper, candles and incense. Although he knows that it is not the Ghost Festival and there will be no rebates for burning money at the grave, at least now he is still grateful to his father and must go to the grave to pay filial piety.

"If you really want to run for the village party secretary, you have to pay attention, life style is a big problem."

Aunt Xiaoyu spoke earnestly. Obviously, she still supports Zhang Zhicheng as the village party secretary. After all, she is a college student, so she might be able to lead the village to become rich.

Looking at Xiaoyu's eyes, Zhang Zhicheng suddenly understood the problem. After all, the people in the countryside are simple and honest, and now there are two women living in his house. Can you stop people from thinking too much?

"Chengzi, you have to be careful, the more beautiful the woman is, the more you have to be on guard."

Xiaoyu continued to persuade, and seemed to have a natural prejudice against beautiful women.

"I know, I know."

Zhang Zhicheng waved his hand and murmured to himself, I am not interested in the village party secretary. Now that I have money, I eat delicious food and drink spicy food. Isn't she popular? Why should I go to be the village party secretary and suffer from that.

As for the two beauties at home, Yang Lanlan is indeed beautiful, with a slender figure, exquisite facial features, and a particularly nice voice, as expected of a self-media.

As for Peng Shanshan, well, it can't be said that she is not good-looking, she is fair and beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, and long legs with protruding front and back.But Zhang Zhicheng really seldom regards her as a beauty, no, to be precise, he seldom regards her as a woman, and the reason is simple. Every time the two of them meet, they will inevitably quarrel, hitting each other and exposing their scars.

Breathing the fresh air of the fields, Zhang Zhicheng feels refreshed.

"Hey, Dabiao, is Huang Lu still pestering you?"

When Zhang Zhicheng thought of Huang Lu licking her face and pestering Da Biao everywhere, she felt very happy. If this woman married Da Biao, even if Da Biao abandoned her, she would be able to make a lot of money, right? Now it’s better. Do you think she’s angry when she’s watching Da Biao’s glory?
"Don't mention her, she's disgusting. I've never seen such a disgusting woman."

Da Biao cursed angrily, these days, Huang Lu naturally went around to inquire about his whereabouts, chasing and intercepting him everywhere.

"Disgusting, you've still been with her for two years?" Zhang Zhicheng sneered and teased Kai.

"Isn't that why I was blind before?"

Da Biao thought of the unhappiness he had with Zhang Zhicheng because of this woman, so he wanted to give himself a bad mouth.

Seeing that Da Biao had said so, Zhang Zhicheng couldn't hurt him any more.

"By the way, how are things going?"

After Zhang Zhicheng hid in the countryside, he found a way to get people to check Zhou Mingwei's details. After all, this guy was looking for him everywhere and threatened to break his legs. If he didn't do something, wouldn't he be waiting for death?Because I live in the countryside, I arranged for Da Biao to follow up on this matter.

"A lot of evidence of corruption and bribery has been found."

"Great."

Zhang Zhicheng was very excited. After Zhou Mingwei was sent in, he could go back to the city with peace of mind.The countryside has beautiful mountains and rivers, but it can’t stand the feasting and feasting in the city, especially now that I have money, I naturally prefer feasting and feasting.

"Brother Cheng, you don't want to write a report letter, do you? It's impossible."

"You didn't watch the TV dramas, those who wrote the report letter, there are a few good endings."

"If you really want to write, let me do it."

Da Biao patted his chest and vowed that after all, his brother had become prosperous and had not forgotten him. He gave him 200 million. This friendship must be repaid.

"You're right. This matter has to be discussed in the long run. You should collect the materials first, and you should also pay attention to safety."

Zhang Zhicheng also felt that his back was a little cold after hearing this, and he was careful not to be too careless with the Wannian ship, so he hung up the phone after a few instructions.

"Oh, Uncle De, you also come to visit the grave."

Zhang Zhicheng saw Zhang Desheng and his son, together with a few people, gesturing at their graveyard, and murmured in his heart, he did not expect that this Desheng's family, who usually bullies and dominates the market, is a dutiful son.

"Get ready to repair the grave."

Zhang Zhengqiang proudly said that if he can repair graves in the countryside, he must be a decent and elegant person.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Desheng scolded, and was about to defend himself, but Zhang Zhicheng asked casually, and walked away early.Zhang Desheng felt a little uneasy, thinking to himself, Zhang Zhicheng won't see any clues, will he?Knowing that we are going to build a tomb and gain a reputation of filial piety, he will follow suit, right?

Zhang Desheng bought a few more cartons of cigarettes and a few cartons of wine for Wang Zhuxi, and then found out that Secretary Zhou was a particularly filial woman, and it was naturally the best way to go along with her.

As Zhang Zhicheng walked, he thought, now that people who are rich and rich, Zhang Desheng’s family repairs graves, he has to repair them, he must repair them, otherwise, he is unfilial, and there are five thunders from the sky, so repair , must be repaired.

Zhang Zhicheng took out a sickle, chopped off some weeds and bamboo, lit incense, and began to burn money paper.

"Ah, here is—"

When Peng Shanshan found out that it was a cemetery, she exclaimed, but was quickly gagged by Yang Lanlan.

Yang Lanlan gave Peng Shanshan a blank look, it's the 21st century, and she has a scientific worldview, what the hell are you afraid of?It's okay to be afraid of ghosts, it's daytime, okay?

Yang Lanlan made a silent gesture to Peng Shanshan, Peng Shanshan blinked before she let go.

"It's not good to take a sneak shot like this, it's an invasion of privacy and against the law."

Peng Shanshan whispered.

"Understood, my barrister."

Yang Lanlan continued to adjust her position. She made a few short videos of Zhang Zhicheng, and the response was good. This time, Zhang Zhicheng's visit to the grave is obviously not to be missed. After all, he is called a dutiful son on the Internet. This visit to the grave must be the highlight.

Peng Shanshan wasn't bothering her anymore, but she was still afraid in her heart, holding Yang Lanlan's clothes tightly with one hand.

Yang Lanlan's camouflage is not very good, but inside the mountain, there are bushes, so it is easy to hide.

Zhang Zhicheng frowned slightly, apparently also noticed that these two women were sneaky, he felt strange, two good big beauties, good ones don't learn, learn to follow others.

It's fine if you learn to follow others, but you still go to the grave with others?Do you not know the customs of the countryside?If you go to the grave with other people, big and small, if the old people down here take a fancy to it, why don't they pester you to be their daughter-in-law?

If you don't want to, the old man below will get angry and maybe bring you some bad luck.Therefore, it is very taboo in rural areas for little girls to go to graves with others, especially young men, unless you are ready to promise to others.

"Can he really be popular?"

Peng Shanshan murmured that she and Zhang Zhicheng had known each other for more than five years, and she really couldn't see any advantages of Zhang Zhicheng, who could become an anchor and become popular.

"nonsense."

Yang Lanlan answered in the affirmative, what does Tsinghua University and Peking University need to be popular to be popular? As long as the hot spot comes, pigs can be popular!
(End of this chapter)