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Chapter 724 Ancestral Hall

Zhao Er and I went to a Guandong restaurant in a small town.

I ordered four dishes, plus a pound of bulk braised rice.

The side dishes are fried peanuts, homemade cold dishes, braised chicken fingers, and a sparerib stewed with beans.

After drinking for a while, I deliberately pretended to be drunk and asked Zhao Er:

"Tell me about Tongjia Village and Director Tong. Why does it feel so mysterious here?"

Zhao Er pinched a peanut, threw it in his mouth, and chewed it.

But he didn't notice that there was a peanut skin on his gums.

"Nothing to talk about!"

Zhao Er pretended to be mysterious and said.

I took out the five hundred yuan from my pocket.

Keep two hundred and put the remaining three hundred in front of Zhao Er.

"The two hundred will be used to settle accounts later, and the three hundred will be used to buy some cigarettes!"

When he saw the money, Zhao Er's eyes lit up.

He quickly put the money into his pocket, lowered his voice and whispered to me:

"Lao Fatty Tong and his father have sex. They are both men who are willing to kill women. Let's put it this way, he has slept with almost all the pretty people in Tongjia Village. Last year, yes, last year, he slept with a

My little daughter-in-law. But her husband found out and came to the door with a kitchen knife. What do you think happened in the end?"

Zhao Er drank some wine and became bolder.

Just call me Tong Laofai instead of Director Tong.

I shook my head.

Zhao Er pretended to take a deep sip of wine and whispered:

"Lao Fatty Tong was so anxious that he had the man's legs broken and sent home. That night, Lao Fatty Tong went to his house and slept with his little wife in front of him. Oops, I made that man angry.

Yes, the next day I rolled under the bed, crawled to the well and jumped into it..."

I have always felt that my moral bottom line is very low.

The word "three views" has nothing to do with me.

But when I heard this, I felt an unspeakable anger rising in my heart.

This feeling is just like the feeling you get when you see a group of so-called "men" beating up women on the Internet.

Angry, but powerless.

Holding the wine glass, I took a big sip.

The smell of low-quality distiller's grains blended with alcohol goes straight to the forehead.

"Talk about the situation, are they all such small situations? Isn't there a big picture?"

As soon as I spoke, Zhao Er bared his yellow teeth and smiled disdainfully.

"The overall situation is good, but you can't get up even if you have money. I think your Xiaoliu is good, so I will tell you the truth. The overall situation is in the village committee, and the people who come to play are all famous people nearby. If I tell you, I will scare you to death, or

Either he's a mining worker or he's an official. You take one hundred and two hundred thousand and want to join the game? I'm sorry, I won't wait for you!"

According to my understanding, as long as you have money, you can participate in all gambling games.

Unexpectedly, Tongjia Village still operates like this.

"Then how can I go up?"

I asked again.

Zhao Er laughed evilly and said:

"Either someone with status can introduce you to you, and you can get on. Or, hey, a girl, pretty. Only those who can attract the attention of Fatty Tong or his father can get on the village committee..."

Beauty?

Beauty is easy to deal with, but what’s the next step?

I was planning silently in my mind.

After thinking about it, I asked again:

"What does Fatty Tong care about most?"

Zhao Er was chewing on a chicken foot when he heard my question.

He put the chicken feet on the plate, wiped his hands on his pants twice, and said:

"What does he care about? He doesn't care about anything. Let me put it this way, even if you kill his father, he won't stop when he is messing with women. No, he cares about the ancestral hall, which he built..."

Ancestral halls are very common in the south, and there are also some in Guandong, but not many.

"In order to attract these people with this surname, Fatty Tong built this ancestral hall. Damn it, he asked someone to write the family tree. It's all a fucking lie. This thing is the most important to him..."

As he was talking, Zhao Er accidentally looked out the window and said:

"Look, isn't that Wang Hong?"

Looking out the window, he saw Wang Hong who had just been taken away by Old Man Tong.

At this time, I was walking listlessly on the street.

Zhao Er said with a mean smile on his face:

"Wait for me, call her over and have a chat!"

Within a few minutes, Wang Hong sat at our table.

At this time, Wang Hong's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had just cried.

After adding two more dishes, Zhao Er asked Wang Hong:

"Da Hong, is old Mr. Tong still acting?"

A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory.

Zhao Er's question made Wang Hong's eyes turn red.

"He waived the money he owed you?"

Wang Hong shook his head.

"No, the interest will not be taken away for the time being!"

"That's all?"

Zhao Er asked again.

Wang Hong lowered his head and said dullly:

"Give me a hundred dollars!"

It's an ordinary sentence, but it made me feel uncomfortable.

I have seen too many evil people.

But this is really the first time I have seen someone as shameless as Old Man Tong.

After drinking for a while, Zhao Er was full of wine and food, and was anxious to go back and get the three hundred copies.

As soon as he left, Wang Hong wanted to leave too.

But I suddenly said:

"Do you hate that person named Tong?"

Wang Hong said nothing.

"Want to make money?"

I asked again.

Wang Hong gave me a puzzled look.

I took out a wad of money from my pocket and put it on the table.

Pointing to the money, I said directly:

"This ten thousand yuan is yours!"

Wang Hong looked at me in disbelief.

"If you are willing to cooperate with me, I will give you another sum of money afterwards. With this money, you can go find your man and stay away from this place!"

Wang Hong's hands were shaking slightly.

Looking at me, she asked:

"what do you want to do?"

What I asked Wang Hong to do was very simple, just continue to follow the old man.

Of course, it’s just a matter of a few more days.


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