I'm really not a filial son

Chapter 92
Yang Lanlan looked at the so many salutes on the grave of Zhang Zhicheng's parents, she felt itchy, and wanted to start the live broadcast again.

Now that there is no live broadcast, Zhang Zhicheng bought so many salutes, Yang Lanlan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, what a filial guy.He has always refused to admit that he is a dutiful son, but naturally, a dutiful son will not say that he is a dutiful son.

Peng Shanshan was also wearing a black suit, looking particularly solemn.

"I know he is filial, but don't waste money like this."

Peng Shanshan complained that she heard Zhang Fuqiang and his wife slip up when they were secretly having fun, and knowing that they had bought more than 20 salutes, she cursed them as a waste.

Zhang Zhicheng stood far away, and vaguely heard a general idea. He felt a little depressed. He originally bought so many salutes to burn Ming coins. There are so many Ming coins, which are more than 600 billion. Burning so many Ming coins , If you don't engage in a 20 salute, it will be a shame.

However, what he didn't expect was that Mingbi was burned in advance by that bastard Wang Xiaomeng. What was even more depressing was that he couldn't blame the bastard after returning so much money.

"Hey, he is also regretful. After all, when he wants to be filial, his parents are gone, so this is the only way to comfort himself."

Yang Lanlan suddenly feels sorry for Zhang Zhicheng. After all, although he has a bad relationship with his parents, they are still alive and well.

Wang Xiaomeng's car was parked on the side of the road, and she leaned on the car to watch from a distance. She felt that she had seen the world, and she had never seen any spectacular scenes, but she was still shocked when she saw Zhang Zhicheng's parents' cemetery.

The entire mountain was covered with concrete, and it looked like a castle from a distance.Nowadays, such filial people really don't exist anymore. For example, their Wang family is considered rich. Their family's ancestral graves are like a beggar, let alone those majestic lions.

Will this guy start broadcasting?She remembered that the first time she watched this guy's live broadcast, this guy said righteously: I'm really not a filial son.

Now look at how humble he is. If he is not a dutiful son, then who is the dutiful son?Thinking of the grievances and grievances between the two of them, she suddenly felt that she was going too far.

No, no, he provoked me first! Wang Xiaomeng immediately drove this terrible thought out of his mind.

A red flag stopped, Wang Xiaomeng was taken aback, this woman!
It doesn't look slim, but this beauty, this temperament!This is what is said in the legend, is this damn fat?

She couldn't help being envious, jealous, and hating, she became fat if she didn't pay attention, and this fat was particularly unattractive, so seeing this kind of fatness, she was so envious.

Xiaokui followed Zhou Shuyi to the cemetery, and she admired the cannon salutes all over the floor. Although she didn't like Zhang Zhicheng's flirtatiousness, she was sure of his filial piety.

As expected of a dutiful son who is well-known far and near, this battle is said to be number one in the country, which is probably not bragging.

After all, although there are many pretenders in Huaxia, but in terms of ancestor worship, there is such a big deal, I really haven't seen it.It seems that filial piety requires a heart.

"Xiaokui, why are you here?"

Yang Dabiao wiped the sweat from his forehead and leaned over excitedly.

"My family doesn't worship the ancestors during the Qingming Festival, so I go to others to do my work."

Xiaokui complained, isn't this unfilial?There is no harm if there is no comparison. Seeing how filial Zhang Zhicheng is now, and seeing Yang Dabiao again, Xiaokui is a little dissatisfied.

"I'll go home to visit the grave when I'm done. There won't be any delay. Otherwise, you can go home with me."

Yang Dabiao said a little nervously.

"Who, who is going to your house."

Xiaokui scolded.

"Da Biao, it's your fault now, you don't know about matchmaking during Qingming Festival, don't you understand?"

Zhang Fuqiang reminded that today's young people really don't understand anything, and it is simply outrageous to bring their girlfriends home on Ching Ming Festival.

"There is also this particularity."

"Of course, it's taboo for an unmarried woman to split up."

When Zhang Fuqiang said this, Yang Dabiao came to his senses and immediately pulled Xiaokui to prevent him from passing. After all, this was his wife. If the old man fell in love with him, wouldn't it be brother Cheng?
Although the relationship between the two is as close as brothers, the wife is obviously reluctant.

"Sister Shuyi, why are you here too?"

Seeing Zhou Shuyi, Peng Shanshan's expression turned bad. She wanted to get closer, but Yang Lanlan pulled her back.

"Ching Ming Festival is easy to catch fire, you fire so many salutes, how can you make me feel at ease?"

Zhou Shuyi blushed slightly, and immediately made excuses, she didn't come here on purpose, she was afraid of fire.

"Don't worry, we are fully prepared and nothing will happen."

Zhang Zhicheng patted his chest to make sure. After all, this piece is made of concrete and there is no combustible material. Naturally, there will be no fire. And just in case, he also brought a truck of water over. Of course, the water is not for fishing. Yes, of course it is for fire protection.

"I know, but I still have to supervise."

After Zhou Shuyi finished speaking, she looked at the graveyard of Zhang Zhicheng's parents, and said hello to the two old people in her heart.

bang bang bang-

The gorgeous fireworks are particularly beautiful, attracting many people to watch, many people took out their mobile phones and started to take pictures.

Looking at the gorgeous fireworks, Zhang Zhicheng's whole face was full of smiles. After all, more than 300 billion was burned last night, not 300 million, but [-] billion. This amount of money is enough for him to do too much. It's over.

When he thinks that he has so much money and doesn't know how to spend it, he feels depressed. Last year, 300 million yuan was spent on media, and this year it is more than [-] billion yuan. How do you spend it?

Not to mention, there is another Qixi Festival this year, how can it burn another 300 trillion, not to mention, that is 600 billion a year, how to spend it all.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yang Lanlan. He also learned about animation these days. A big production episode costs over 24 million yuan, and making 2 episodes is only over 300 million yuan. Let alone broadcasting it, it can still pay back ah.How many levels does it take to spend [-] billion?
Then he looked at Zhou Shuyi and muttered in his heart, this damn fat!
"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhou Shuyi rolled her hair and gave Zhang Zhicheng a white look.

"You're so beautiful, I can't help it."

Zhang Zhicheng has dared to joke with Zhou Shuyi now, unlike before, he would quarrel with a few wrong words, which can be regarded as rapid progress.

"Glib."

Zhou Shuyi glanced at Peng Shanshan and Yang Lanlan, and her mood became complicated.

I have to say that this unclear relationship made her feel both excited and scared.The dull and boring life of the past few years has made her too depressed. She longs for passion, but she is also afraid of indulgence. After all, she is a traditional woman.

Peng Shanshan also looked at Zhou Shuyi, pouted, obviously feeling very uncomfortable. In her opinion, Zhou Shuyi was hooking up with Zhang Zhicheng, and cursed in her heart, bad woman.

Yang Lanlan's thoughts are getting more complicated. She hopes that Zhou Shuyi and Zhang Zhicheng will be together. After all, she will not have any psychological burden, and she can also attack Zhang Zhicheng. Maybe she will be the winner in the end. After all, the snipe and clam Compete, fisherman reaps benefits.

But she didn't want Peng Shanshan to be hurt, after all, she already regarded Shanshan as her best friend.

(End of this chapter)