Zhang Tiezhu arrived at the national highway, put the black bag under his dimple, and put his hands in his pockets.
"Damn, where's the car..."
Zhang Tiezhu paced back and forth and jumped up and down, trying to keep himself warm.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly, which was the time when the Yang Qi was the strongest at noon, but Zhang Tiezhu felt a chill on his back.
It was as if... there was a pair of eyes staring at him.
But when Zhang Tiezhu turned around, he didn't feel anything strange.
"By the way, I still don't know who the guy in the warehouse is..."
Zhang Tiezhu muttered, patronizing his grandfather and letting go of the ghost who was scaring him.
But Zhang Tiezhu was very vengeful, and he remembered this incident clearly.
"Damn it, if you dare to let me, Zhang Tiezhu, beat you up, I will take Lao Huang back and kill you to death."
Because it was the Chinese New Year, the minibuses coming and going only came every two hours.
After freezing for almost an hour, Zhang Tiezhu got in the car.
It was almost 4pm when we arrived at Wudaogou.
Zhang Tiezhu returned home in a daze.
"Miao'er, cook!"
Zhang Tiezhu shouted after entering the house and threw the black bag into the kitchen.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang!"
Miao Fu smiled and agreed, he has recovered now and can continue to work.
"Zhuzi, how was your Chinese New Year?" Wu Xiaocui asked curiously.
"It's not bad, it's just eating and drinking..." Zhang Tiezhu yawned and ran to the kang to lie down.
"You too...you are so poor, you finally bought a TV and gave it to your grandpa." Wu Xiaocui complained.
In fact, she and Miao Fu are very bored recently. It would be nice if there were multiple TVs at home.
"Wu Xiaocui, I solemnly tell you that now I, Zhang Tiezhu, am not poor!" Zhang Tiezhu said seriously.
"Yes, yes...you are not poor." Wu Xiaocui sighed.
Zhang Tiezhu nodded with satisfaction, but he also felt that the room was deserted.
This New Year celebration made the old man very happy, and Zhang Tiezhu was in a very good mood. After all, after living for more than 20 years, this was the first time that he had money and could fulfill his filial piety.
"I, Zhang Tiezhu, am so rich, how can I not have a TV at home?"
Zhang Tiezhu muttered, he felt very stuffy, and after lying down for a while, he went out again, planning to buy another TV.
Rich people must live a refined life!
How can there be no TV at home?
The extravagant Zhang Tiezhu stopped a car at the roadside and ran down the street.
After a while, Zhang Tiezhu arrived at the electrical appliance store.
This kind of shop only has a two-day break during the Chinese New Year and opens early.
After all, these days during the Chinese New Year are the busiest days for consumption.
Zhang Tiezhu entered the store, and the store owner recognized him at a glance.
"Brother, why are you here again?" the shop owner asked with a smile.
"Do you remember me?" Zhang Tiezhu was stunned and grinned. He was indeed handsome. Even a man could never forget him.
Damn, it’s hard to forget... The store owner forced a smile and said, "Yeah, it’s only been a few days, what are you here to buy?"
The last time Zhang Tiezhu had a conversation with Lao Wangtou, he heard it clearly and knew that this was a wealthy owner.
"Hahaha... I can't buy anything I want if I have money." Zhang Tiezhu raised his chin, feeling very proud.
"Yes, yes... I made a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!" The shop owner said with a smile, "What do you want this time?"
"It's still a TV. I bought it last time. I want another one." Zhang Tiezhu said, holding back his heartache.
"This...Okay, okay, it'll be ready soon!" Upon hearing this, the shop owner immediately became energetic.
When I saw Zhang Tiezhu, I really agreed with the saying, people should not be judged by their appearance.
Even though this man looks ordinary, tall and thick, and has an unattractive appearance, he is definitely a rich and wealthy man.
After a while, the store owner packed up the new TV, and he was very good at making things happen. He took the initiative to give Zhang Tiezhu a big pot lid, calling it... a gift.
"Not bad, not bad, you are very wise." Zhang Tiezhu said cheerfully, this feeling is very good.
This boss is very good at doing business, and he knows what he needs without even opening his mouth.
"Brother, just come back often." The shop owner said cheerfully.
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
Zhang Tiezhu nodded with satisfaction, left the electrical appliance store with the cardboard box in his arms, and took a taxi back home.
After a few days, there was no TV anymore, and Zhang Tiezhu was still very uncomfortable with it.
When he arrived at home, Zhang Tiezhu was quick with his hands and feet and put the lid on the big pot in a short time.
"Very good." Zhang Tiezhu nodded with satisfaction.
"Zhuzi, aren't you afraid of Lao Huang's jealousy?" Wu Xiaocui said weakly.
Miao Fu stood aside, nodding his head in agreement...
"What are you afraid of? Our home is such a big place, what can I do?" Zhang Tiezhu said domineeringly.
"This... okay." Wu Xiaocui said helplessly.
Because my home is too small, there is not enough space, and the TV is too big.
So Zhang Tiezhu placed the TV in front of the mirror, but because it would block Huang Tianxiang's table, he moved the table to above the TV.
"That's enough, it's just a bill, what a big deal." Zhang Tiezhu said lightly, he didn't care about that, he turned on the TV directly and played his favorite program.
There is a Hong Kong movie on TV...A Chinese Ghost Story.
Miao Fu had already prepared three meat dishes and one vegetable dish. Zhang Tiezhu asked him to move the table so that he could eat while watching.
How dare Miao Fu, an obedient ghost, resist?
Just go and do it!
"Not bad...that's how life should be."
Zhang Tiezhu ate deliciously and watched happily, feeling that he had reached the climax of his life.
...
Inside the cave.
Huang Tianxiang was sitting cross-legged in meditation, with billowing green mist emerging behind him.
In recent days, Huang Tianxiang has been practicing hard every day, striving to maintain his body as soon as possible.
For love, for the little flower, and for the rest of its life, work hard.
"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian..."
"Caichen, Caichen, don't..."
"Bold monster, where to go!!"
"..."
Huang Tianxiang's face twitched, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and strange sounds appeared in his ears, making him uneasy.
"Huh...what's going on!"
Huang Tianxiang opened his eyes suddenly, his face looked ugly and his breath was unstable.
"Is it because I'm so eager for success that I've gone crazy?!"
Huang Tianxiang's face looked ugly. During the practice just now, there were constant strange sounds in his ears, which almost caused him to be seriously injured by the backlash.
"Let her go, don't, don't..."
At this time, another strange sound appeared in Huang Tianxiang's ears.
"How could this happen!" Huang Tianxiang stood up suddenly. He felt something was wrong. How could he be like this?
"No, it must be serious!" Huang Tianxiang gritted his teeth and immediately turned into green smoke and left the cave. He was going to find his grandma for help!
Being obsessed with practicing Qigong can be a big or small thing!