Chapter 745 The Thigh is Back 1

Chapter 745 The Thigh is Back 1

"Going whack-a-mole again."

Shen Qing looked at the young official who came in with a happy look in his eyes with a teasing tone.

Zhang Qilin nodded and said, he was indeed in a good mood.

He wants to eat strawberry cake.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

Covering his face, he felt guilty, but he did not regret it.

It has been going on for forty years. Chief, you've had enough. You've been fighting from middle age to old age. You're going too far.

Although he was wrong back then, he had no choice.

No matter how many times he comes, he will still make the same choice.

Zhang Qishan felt a toothache when he thought of the bad days he had lived through in those years.

No one knows who the patriarch has relied on, and he comes and goes without a trace.

What was going on back then was stopped, and their lineage was completely demoted, and they all went to farm to farm. But he was different, he was outstanding, and he carried manure.

With the physical condition of a Zhang family member, he had no problem, but he could not withstand the beatings from the clan leader every day.

The patriarch seemed to have pushed his physical limits, and he was still able to work the next day.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

He couldn't even pretend to be sick and lie down.

Only the adjutant would feel bad about this kind of thing. The Buddha was just trying to deal with the Wang family and he really didn't mean it.

Of course, Zhang Rishan pretended not to see the water in it.

Buddha is always right.

So Zhang Rishan was also beaten.

The clan leader was quite nice and didn't slap him in the face.

He can also take care of Buddha.

So Zhang Rishan didn't care about his own injuries and started to strip off the Buddha's clothes and apply medicine.

While applying the medicine, he muttered to himself that the clan leader was too cruel.

Sure enough, after the two poles reversed, I felt heartbroken.

Otherwise, people would say that the adjutant has a brain of a Buddhist.

Even if what the Buddha did was indeed unpopular, it didn't mean he failed.

The mysterious man rescued the person.

They also got their comeuppance.

Apart from feeling embarrassed, Zhang Qishan felt fine. He was angry because he had been beaten so many times that it was a waste of energy to get angry.

He now only wants to kill the Wang family.

To a certain extent, no one wants to betray his family, but Zhang Qishan has mixed feelings towards his family.

People with such emotional problems cannot understand it.

Even the adjutant didn't understand.

Zhang Qishan himself didn't understand.

Otherwise, he would have changed his surname long ago. Here’s an interesting story: even though he was a traitor to the Zhang family, he would never change his name and was proud to be a member of the Zhang family.

Zhang Qishan was actually also considering his adjutant. After fighting for so many years, he still felt that his judgment was correct.

The patriarch is a soft-hearted person.

If the situation was reversed, he would kill the other person.

As long as the patriarch's hatred is directed to him, the adjutant will be safe.

His days are short, his adjutant's days are long, and in the end he has to return to the Zhang family for protection.

He must kill the Wang family, otherwise what will happen to his adjutant?

The Wang family members who have been brought in over the years are like leeks, harvested one after another.

The only thing missing is the location of their old nest. I guess they haven’t had an easy time these years.

Then he was relieved.

The Wang family: . . . .

You are noble and great.

In the yard

Shen Qing was on the roof with Xiaoguan sitting next to him. He couldn't help poking the child's face.

"You are just so nice."

Zhang Qilin looked up in confusion, "I'm not good."

He has been beating people, and has been doing so for decades, so why does Ah Qing still think he is kind? Ah Qing is so good to him, his eyes are like a blind man's, the blind man is not blind yet, but Ah Qing is blind. The blind man said that this is a filter.

"Nonsense, what's wrong with that? You're just too nice and well-educated. You have to remember that well-educated people can be manipulated by uneducated people.

So be nice to yourself.”

When you meet a well-educated person, show your manners; when you meet an uneducated person, draw your sword.

This is the only way to be worthy of yourself.

If you always consider others and try to make them feel comfortable, you will be hurt and unhappy. Good people should meet good people so as not to let their kindness down. If your kindness is directed towards bad people, good people will be sad.

You are a kind person, and I am a kind heart.

You are an evil person, and I am an evil heart.

This is called a match.

"In short, don't be too easy on the eyes, otherwise people will think you deserve it and that you owe them something.

A little bit of rice is a favor, a big bit of rice is a grudge. "

Just like the people of Jiumen don’t dare to hate Zhang Qishan, but dare to hate and plot against you.

Why? Because you are kind, you don’t care, you are a soft persimmon, and they know that when they kick you, they are kicking real cotton.

Silly child, people tend to bully the weak and fear the strong.

This is even more true for society.

Even now, does Zhang Qishan dare to hate Shen Qing? No, he doesn't. For the sake of Zhang Rishan, he doesn't dare.

Even if Zhang Qilin beat him every day, he didn't feel threatened.

Because he knew that Zhang Qilin would not kill him, that was enough.

Zhang Qishan's weakness is his adjutant and the Nine Gates, all of whom are expendable in his eyes.

Didn’t you see that the adjutant didn’t move at all at the end?

Anyway, as long as the adjutant was not injured, Zhang Qishan could accept it.

So he wants the Wang family to die.

Now in his 80s, he continued to plan for the future in his study.

If it weren't for the fact that the Zhang family is tough, the others would have been finished long ago. But he can still plot against others, which is very scary.

Zhang Qilin handed over a string of candied haws. Shen Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The kid gave him the space and he bought all the food and put it in it.

There are delicacies from all over the place, but the clothes are prepared by Shen Qing.

It has to have a hood anyway.

He just loves hoods.

Shen Qing was eating candied haws. Perhaps the most charming thing about the world is food.

He is also included.

Although he doesn't have to eat it, it's okay to try it occasionally.

"The blind man."

"He's driving a taxi."

Zhang Qilin didn't understand why the blind man still liked to work even though he had money, but he was different. He didn't like to work whether he had money or not.

Unless you're starving to death.

The purpose of the founding of New China is to enable the people to live a good life. He is also the people, so no one can let him suffer. Anyone who makes him suffer goes against the original intention of founding the country.

He felt that what Shen Qing said made sense.

So the blind man asked him to work, but he just refused to do it.

He has space, food, clothes, and money. He lacks nothing.

He no longer competes with others for food.

Only the Party and the people can test him, and everyone else can just turn a blind eye and treat it as a fart.

Hard work and enduring without suffering are two different things.

So reward yourself with another chicken drumstick.

Black Bear: . . . . .

He couldn't help but sneeze, and he didn't know who was tickling him.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to Tiananmen Square?"

"It's by the meter. Don't worry, I won't cheat you."

The blind man made money again. The car started and Hei Xiazi headed towards Tiananmen Square.

Who could have thought that a blind man would have such good fortune? He is a man with a certificate and a backer.

I didn't expect that there was such a thick thigh in the mute's family. Why didn't they hug him earlier? But when I think of the mute's goldfish-like memory, well, the golden thigh will turn to ashes.

"Okay, we're at 35."

It was lunch time, and after seeing the guests off, Hei Xia Zi took out fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork, and paired it with the chicken leg he had taken from the dumb. The blind man ate it with relish, feeling that he had made a profit again.

Don't blame me for being thrifty and frugal.