I'm really not a filial son

Chapter 1 Zhongyuan Ghost Festival Worshiping the Dead Father

On the street, a distraught man walked with dull eyes.His name is Zhang Zhicheng, and he just got divorced today.

Five years ago, his father suffered from lung cancer and the surgery cost RMB 20. He had just graduated and almost spent all his family savings. He went around to borrow money from relatives. Unfortunately, in today's society, there is no family affection at all. After borrowing, he just made up for it. to thirty thousand.

At this moment, Li Liling, the rich daughter of Chuncheng, Zhang Zhicheng's college classmate, approached her and gave him 30 yuan to marry him.

If you think that you can win Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of ginseng, you are very wrong.Li Liling was just using him to take over the Li family's property.

Li Liling also had a younger sister, Li Jiawen, who was born to her stepmother. Under the pressure of this mother and daughter, Zhang Zhicheng's life was extremely miserable.

Five years later, Li Liling made a mistake in business. Her stepmother, Wang Zihui took the opportunity to attack and produced a certificate stating Zhang Zhicheng's infertility.

This is a tiankeng. Zhang Zhicheng either admits that he has no children, or reveals that he and Li Liling agreed to marry him. For five years, he has never touched Li Liling. She is still a pure woman.

In the end, Zhang Zhicheng chose to remain silent.After all, Li Liling was kind to him.So, he was kicked out.Because of the prenuptial agreement, Zhang Zhicheng didn't get half of the money, and Li Liling couldn't protect herself, so she could only choose to remain silent.

I laughed at myself.People are unlucky to drink water and stuff their teeth!

Originally, after the lung cancer operation, my father could live for at least five years. As a result, he passed away after three years. The typical curative effect was [-]% off.Ma De, the medical expenses are not discounted, but the curative effect is discounted, which is really dark.

He gave a wry smile and laughed at himself: In July and a half, ghosts come ashore, this damn divorce is so refreshing and refined.

This society is like this. If you are so poor that no one cares about you in the downtown area, if you are so rich that there are people in the mountains who are looking for you.I think it's been two years since my dad died, and I don't know how he's doing down there.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhicheng felt very guilty.Although his father had no ability, he spent all his money to send him to college, just to let him change his destiny and live a happy life.

However, just after he graduated from college, he contracted lung cancer. In order to cure the disease, he had to marry into his wife. Everyone knows the tradition in the countryside. When he married into his wife, his father would inevitably be stabbed in the spine.Dad hasn't been able to hold it for five years, so he is probably angry.

It's all my own incompetence.Zhang Zhicheng gave himself a slap in the face.

Papapa—the firecrackers also had a dubbing in an instant!
Although it is said that setting off firecrackers is not allowed in the city, rich people will always throw them on the hook, and at worst they will be fined.After the firecrackers sounded, a few bricks were built into a square shape, and there were a lot of ghost coins inside.The fire is roaring!
A few women in their fifties were burning Mingcoins while talking in their mouths.

That's right, it's July and a half today, it's time to burn money for the dead, thinking that before my father was alive, I didn't enjoy any blessings, and now that I'm dead, if there is a hell, life is probably not easy without money.

I came to the Ming Paper Store, bought 100 million Ming coins, carried a big bag, came to the community, found a few bricks, and arranged them in a square shape.

"Dad, save some flowers. When your son finds a job, I will burn some more for you."

Zhang Zhicheng was very depressed, even buying Ming coins to make his father rich, he was a little embarrassed.No, because of the prenuptial agreement, Wang Zihui's cousin emptied all his bank cards.

This is the money he has worked so hard to earn in the past five years, and he definitely did not get it by taking advantage of their Li family.Fortunately, when he left, Li Liling secretly transferred 3000 yuan to him.

Zhang Zhicheng sat on the floor, lit the coins, and while burning them, he talked to his father about his grievances.

Speaking of which, my father's life was also a sad reminder.The middle-aged man lost his wife, and originally wanted to marry another widow with children, but he was afraid of wronging his son.

He was pushed away, and he farmed and worked hard to earn hard-earned money. Others advised him not to let Zhang Zhicheng study. In today's society, studying is of no use.

He refused to listen and insisted on sending his son to study. Although Zhang Zhicheng worked hard, he was studying for money now. There were various cram schools and extra tutoring materials. Although Zhang Zhicheng worked hard, he could only do what he could. Get into high school.

Originally, a person who graduated from college with a bachelor's degree could find a job and live a [-]-to-[-] life, but now that he has married into a married woman, he is not allowed to go out to work, saying that the salary is less than [-] yuan a month, which embarrasses the Li family. .

It was burning, and his vision was blurred. In an instant, he saw his father wearing that tattered jacket, happily squatting on the ground and counting the money. Zhang Zhicheng looked at it, and said with a look of relief.

"Dad, stop counting, 100 million."

"Save the flowers. I'll burn them for you when I find a job."

"Don't count, save it in the bank quickly, don't let people rob you."

Zhang Zhicheng urged, people have their own way, ghosts have their way, father is honest, it is inevitable that there will be no ghosts to bully ghosts.

Zhang Huaikui seemed to have heard his son's voice, and in an instant, he raised his head and smiled at Zhang Zhicheng.

"Son, Dad doesn't need so much money."

"I'll give you half of it."

"Live a good life with Ling, she is a good woman."

Zhang Zhicheng gave a wry smile. He wanted to tell his father that he was divorced, but he really couldn't. Zhang Huaikui naturally didn't know that his son and daughter-in-law were married by contract.Li Liling is also quite filial to him.Therefore, except for the marriage, he was quite satisfied with Li Liling.

"Dad, if you have money, you should find a wife down there too. It's too hard to live alone."

Zhang Zhicheng is very considerate of his father, if there is a woman in charge, his body, probably, will not be lost.

"You bastard son, it's fine if you don't burn my money, and you encourage your father to find a mistress."

In an instant, a strange woman rushed up and gave Zhang Zhicheng a slap in the face.

With his head down, Zhang Zhicheng woke up suddenly and almost fell on the ground, muttering in his heart, just now, that woman, could it be his mother who has no memory?

At this moment, the phone dinged, and Zhang Zhicheng took out his phone and read the text message.

您的尾号5287的储蓄卡9月2号17时12分转入500000.00元，活期余额500008.24元。[建设银行]
Zhang Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, could it be, really, Dad gave me half of it?Haha, stupid or not, how can there be such a good thing.Could it be that it was Li Liling who transferred 50 to herself as a breakup fee?
I guess so.Thinking of Li Liling, Zhang Zhicheng also had mixed feelings. The two slept in the same room and he could resist not touching her. He really thought he was a saint. In fact, she was a benefactor. He couldn't help but hurt her.

Zhang Zhicheng didn't know whether his love for her was considered love, maybe because he knew very well that he was not worthy of her, so he didn't dare to think about it, thinking that she was in such a bad situation at the moment, he secretly transferred 50 to himself.

Zhang Zhicheng was touched and wiped his nose. Such a good woman was once so close to him. If I have the ability to help her, it would be great.

At this moment, Zhang Zhicheng saw a few Ming coins scattered beside the fire next door, and thought to himself, the rich are really not short of money, and we poor people, we should save some money.

So, he picked up three banknotes, lit a fire, and burned them again.Dad, I burned another three hundred for you. Please apologize to my mother for me.

As the banknotes were burned out, Ding Dong, the phone rang again.

您的尾号5287的储蓄卡9月2号17时17分转入150.00元，活期余额500158.24元。[建设银行]
(End of this chapter)