Chapter 439: It's easy to change but the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable(2/3)
"What are you doing with your face? Are you imitating a donkey? You want to make me happy?"
Zhang Heng hugged the little tiger and smiled half-heartedly: "Actually, no matter what identity you use or what you do, once you have a purpose, you can't hide it from others."
"That is to say, I haven't joined King Shun's camp yet. If you join, how long can you hide your identity?"
"You are smart and others are not stupid either."
"My second brother told me before that there were roosters and dog robbers in Anding County. There were so many eucalyptus stolen and lost that we couldn't finish them all."
"But when it comes to murderous eucalyptus, it usually takes less than three days to break. Why do you think it's because the importance of sex is different?"
Hear this.
Brother Zhang sighed: "Then you should tell me in advance so that I can make arrangements."
"No need to arrange."
Zhang Heng didn't care: "I came here this time only for two things."
"It's a private matter or a business matter, just finish it and leave."
"It's a private matter. Third sister said that Brother Zhu is currently immersed in the city and won't go back for ten days and a half."
"Don't ask, just ask: men have to be busy with their careers."
"The third sister is a woman, with long hair and little knowledge, but she still has the intuition of a woman."
"No, don't worry about Brother Zhu. Let me take a look for her."
Said.
Zhang Heng paused slightly: "Private matters are like this, as for official matters..."
Look up at your elder brother.
Zhang Heng did not say any more: "Forget it, let's not mention it. You don't want to hear it."
"Lao San, are you kidding me?"
Brother Zhang listened carefully.
I was so excited when I heard it that I couldn't say anything further, and I almost suffered from internal injuries.
Fortunately.
Not waiting for Zhang Heng to deal with him.
The boatman who was punting the boat spoke first: "Master, Shunfeng Tower, Changfu Nancheng branch has arrived."
"It doesn't matter if you talk and laugh."
"But business cannot be delayed."
Looking at the newly hung plaque on the restaurant.
Zhang Heng said to Brother Zhang: "Go in and take a look?"
"forget it."
"I didn't agree with this marriage in the first place, and you didn't listen to me."
"Now that something fishy is happening, I'm too lazy to get involved. I'll keep saying the same thing. If it doesn't work, I'll fix that Zhu Laoer. I'll go back and introduce a few more young talents to Third Sister, and let her see what's going on.
Call a man."
Brother Zhang is still brooding about what happened back then.
This is also inevitable.
Back then, he returned home in fine clothes and prepared to shock everyone.
result.
It was dispensable when I left, and it is still dispensable when I come back.
After all, he is also the eldest son of the family.
No one wanted to hear his opinion on the third sister's marriage.
What kind of thing is the Zhu family? How can a countryman and a small family be worthy of his sister?
But what is the result?
She made such a fuss that she was too embarrassed to see anyone, and even after saying a few words, the third sister almost hit her to death in front of him.
What now.
I know I cried.
If I had known today, I should have listened to him back then.
Choose a high-end compound to marry into, and become a lady who is the leader both inside and outside.
One morning.
What a scene that was.
When it gets dark, someone outside has to shout: "Make a pot for my wife."
Someone had to answer the question: "The small spring in Dongxiang Mountain is called an authentic place."
"Go on your own."
"Zhu Laoer, you like it, but I don't."
Brother Zhang had no intention of coming in and didn't want to recognize this brother-in-law at all: "After finishing the things later, don't leave in a hurry at night. Come to see me at the Zhang family's residence in Dongsi Alley. Let us have a drink together. I have something to discuss with you.
."
"Okay, I'll go there tonight."
Zhang Heng agreed casually.
In his heart, he didn't think that Brother Zhang would have anything to do with him.
"Speak of it."
"My elder brother also has a hard life."
Watching the boat go away.
Zhang Heng paused for a long time and sighed with emotion: "I'll have a hungry meal at home, a full meal, and the hungry ones will fish for aquatic plants and dig wild vegetables, barely surviving."
"After I went out, I finally had a chance and saved an immortal master."
"In the end, he is also a door panel that blocks disasters. People don't care about him."
"Now I finally have some hope."
"I am willing to be a pawn and a pioneer of the sect. I want to seek development from King Shun."
"I never imagined..."
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "Shun Wang should never, absolutely should not, be involved with the Netherworld lineage. My lineage is in conflict with the Netherworld Sect, whether it is the defense of the sect's purpose or its own position.
Prince Shun will definitely not be able to keep his pursuit."
Sad sad sad...
Zhang Heng felt more and more that if life were a novel.
His eldest brother is definitely not a protagonist, but more like a supporting character with a tragic fate who can turn dark at any time.
As for why it is blackened.
Because after darkening, it can be somewhat stronger, with more pen and ink.
"Sir, what do you want to eat?"
Thinking.
Zhang Heng stepped into the restaurant.
"are you hungry?"
Zhang Heng shook the little tiger in his arms.
listened to his inquiry.
Hu Mengmeng nodded repeatedly.
After all, it is still young, and it is the time when its body is growing. Unknowingly, it seems that it will never have enough to eat. Even if it eats now, it will be hungry after a while.
"One roasted suckling pig and one roasted whole lamb."
"You can bring whatever else you want, as arranged by the table. If there's not enough, I'll ask for more."
Zhang Heng refused to eat.
The little tiger wants to eat too.
A table of food may not be enough, so it certainly cannot be called a waste.
And waste was what was called in previous years.
To be continued...