I'm really not a filial son

Animal traps

"Security, let me in."

Zhang Zhicheng held two packs of cigarettes in his hand, ready to bribe the security guard.

"You want to see Secretary Zhou again?"

The security guard looked impatient, but the cigarette was already in his pocket.

"Don't worry, I promise not to mess around."

Zhang Zhicheng promised.

"It's not that I won't help you, it's just that you are unlucky. Secretary Zhou is not here."

"Then where did she go?"

"I don't know, where does the secretary go, and if I can get it, I have to explain to our guards?"

Zhang Zhicheng is depressed, this workaholic will also take a vacation?It's a surprise that he's going home too.

"That bastard?"

Peng Shanshan didn't see Zhang Zhicheng, so she asked Yang Dabiao.

"I don't know. Maybe I went to see Secretary Zhou."

Yang Dabiao is making a trap. This trap is quite old, and it has not been used for a long time, and it is very rusty. It is said that it was used by Lao Zhang back then.At that time, there was no money, so Lao Zhang used this to go to the mountains to pick up some rabbits to supplement nutrition for Zhang Zhicheng.

He found some gauze and was scrubbing and polishing it.

"This guy, it's a good thing he still has the face to say that I'm in love with someone else's cold ass."

Peng Shanshan recalled the last time she warmly greeted Qin Zhi, if this guy hit her, she wanted to return it to Zhang Zhicheng.

Yang Lanlan was sitting on the sofa, contacting her contacts. The number of fans has almost increased. She is going to sign a contract with Douyu. Of course, it is a privileged contract, and there are enough promotion channels. Of course, the score for the platform will be higher.Only anchors with high popularity are eligible.

"Lan Lan, you don't care about him anyway. If you have the leisure time, wouldn't it be nice to do more live broadcasts?"

Peng Shanshan was so angry that she sat on the sofa, complaining like Yang Lanlan.

Yang Lanlan thought it was funny, you are his wife, you don't care, what do you want me to do?
After dinner, Zhang Zhicheng took Yang Dabiao to the back mountain.Yang Dabiao was very proud of his polished animal trap.

Zhang Zhicheng shook his head. Although he felt that Yang Dabiao couldn't catch anything, he was very touched when he thought of his father catching wild game before, so he brought some money paper candles and incense to pay homage to his parents.

The two of them first paid homage to Zhang's father, whose grave was at the entrance, and then they entered the mountain again. Zhang's mother's grave was on the mountainside. Fortunately, a road had been opened last time when the tomb was repaired, so it was not very difficult.

"Oh, Mad, why are you so slippery?"

Zhang Zhicheng was unsteady and fell to the ground. When he raised his hand, it felt slippery.

"Are you okay?"

Yang Dabiao was very worried. It was getting late at the moment. Although it would not affect his sight, he still couldn't see the road clearly. Zhang Zhicheng fell suddenly.

"Made, why is there oil here?"

Zhang Zhicheng was depressed, his hands were so greasy, he felt uncomfortable.This oil is naturally Zhang Desheng's tung oil. It rained some time ago, so some came out.

"Do you want me to help you?"

Yang Dabiao acted like I could carry you on my back.

"No need, no need."

Zhang Zhicheng waved his hand, although he is rich, even though he gave Yang Dabiao 200 million, Yang Dabiao has regarded him as his big brother, but he still regards Dabiao as a friend, a sincere friend, and an equal relationship.

When he came to his mother's cemetery and ordered something to worship God, Zhang Zhicheng was very touched. He didn't even have the impression of his mother, but his father hadn't married for so many years, so his mother must be a beautiful woman.

"Brother Cheng, I'm going to put a bear trap."

Yang Dabiao crawled into the mountain. There were too many thorns. After taking a few steps, he gave up. He found a place to put down the bear trap and thought to himself.Jiang Ziya fishes, and those who wish will take the bait.

Late at night, a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the stars twinkled like a child's eyes. At this moment, everyone was sleeping soundly, and a door creaked open.

Two men came out sneakily. They held flashlights in their hands, but they didn't turn them on. They just walked back the mountain based on their familiarity with the village.

"Dad, it's late at night, and I feel a chill down my back."

When Zhang Zhengqiang thought of going to the cemetery, he felt his scalp tingle. For this one, Zhang Zhicheng bought tens of thousands of salutes, and the momentum was huge, so it was naturally full of energy.

So, he bought two more cans of tung oil, and planned to continue to beat Zhang Zhicheng's parents' grave. Since the last time he beat tung oil and made his son the secretary of the village party committee, he has become more and more convinced of this mystery.

"With your father by your side, what are you afraid of? Don't be reluctant. If it weren't for my method, you wouldn't be able to become the village party secretary so smoothly."

Zhang Desheng said in a low voice.

After Zhang Zhengqiang heard this, he also made the same reasoning. After all, he also knew that Zhang Zhicheng was the most promising candidate in the election of the village party secretary.

When the two came to the back mountain, Zhang Zhengqiang suddenly felt a chill on his back, and couldn't help turning on the flashlight. Zhang Desheng was startled, and the tung oil bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"What are you doing--"

Zhang Desheng immediately picked up the tung oil and cursed angrily.

"It's too dark, I'm afraid."

Zhang Zhengqiang breathed a sigh of relief, with the lights on, the fear in his heart naturally became much smaller.

"Made, why did I give birth to a son as timid as a mouse like you?"

Zhang De cursed angrily.

Zhang Zhengqiang didn't dare to refute, so he went to Zhang's father's cemetery, found a new place, and stabbed down with a pestle, quickly making a hole half a meter deep.

Then squat down and pour tung oil into it.

"Zhang Huaikui, Zhang Huaikui, you are not my opponent when you are alive, and you are even less my opponent when you are dead."

Zhang Desheng said proudly that after filling the place with tung oil, he filled it with some soil to cover up his crime.

"Dad, I'm going to pee."

When he arrived at Zhang's mother's cemetery, Zhang Zhengqiang was so frightened that he suddenly felt like urinating.

"Why go so far, there's no one here, you can pee as you please."

Seeing his son digging in, Zhang Desheng was a little scared when he was alone in the cemetery. After all, he believed in superstitions, so he also believed in ghosts.

"I can't pee here."

After Zhang Zhengqiang finished speaking, he walked in. This is a cemetery after all, especially a woman's cemetery. How dare he urinate there, so he immediately turned on the flashlight and went into the mountain.

Zhang Desheng covered the soil, looked at the tombstone, thought of Zhang Huaikui's wife, and felt excited. This woman is really handsome. No wonder people say that beauty is not good enough, so being good-looking may not be a good thing.Zhang Desheng felt emotional.

"Ah, Dad, help."

In the silent mountain at night, Zhang Desheng shuddered with a scream, but it was his own son, so he ran over immediately without caring so much.

"What happened?"

"It hurts, it hurts to death."

When Zhang Zhengqiang went to urinate, he didn't step on the trap. When he came back, he felt relaxed, and stepped on the thatch, and there was a snapping sound, causing him to grin hoarsely in pain.

Zhang Desheng took a flashlight and saw that his son's leg was bleeding profusely.Fortunately, this is just a rabbit catcher. If it were used to catch a wild boar, it would snap and the legs would be gone.

"It's a bear trap, bear with it."

Be careful Zhang Desheng opened the trap, Zhang Zhengqiang took out his leg and gasped.

Why am I so unlucky, I might have encountered a ghost.When he thought of ghosts, his scalp felt numb, and he wanted to walk quickly. When he exerted force on his foot, he lifted it up again in an instant, and his whole face twisted in pain.

(End of this chapter)