Chapter 401

"What can I do?"

Old Zhang subconsciously opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Ye.

To be honest.

Now he sees the attitude of his children. Although it is certain that he can stay if he really wants to stay at home instead of living in the old house, the relationship between them will be worse and worse.

If Zhang can really give him a way, why not.

Lu Xun once said.

In a dark room, you dislike that the room is too dark. Your request to open a window is rejected by many people. Then you strongly request to lift the roof. When everyone can't stop it, you ask to open another window at this time, then everyone will compromise.

Zhang Lao at this time is almost the same tone.

"We can do this."

Zhang also vomited strong smoke and leaned over: "the old man doesn't mean to drive you out. If you insist on not leaving, he can't take you, but it must be unhappy every day. You can threaten him and scare him, and he won't say this again."

"Threat?"

Old Zhang shook his head when he heard the speech: "Damn it, it's not Lao Tzu's style to threaten a fart. When I fought with the old monitor, it was a big killing of the four sides. Whoever disagreed would fight with me. Don't say he was my son. I wouldn't go. If he dared to say no again, I would have to hammer him to death."

"No, no, no, Grandpa, I know your old man was a powerful man in those days. Killing little devils was a dozen and ten, but now it's different."

Zhang also applauded the old Zhang's words and continued: "we quarrel at home every day. That's not to let the next door neighbor see a joke, isn't it?"

Mr. Zhang thought for a moment. It seemed that there was such a truth: "tell me, how to solve it?"

"Well..."

Zhang also spoke quickly and said his ideas.

"This..."

Old Zhang hesitated when he heard the speech.

"Grandpa, I didn't say you. There's nothing to hesitate about."

Zhang also began to persuade: "you go to buy a bottle of pesticide and make a move to commit suicide. I'll take a picture for you on the side and send it to my father. He must be in a panic as soon as he sees it. How dare he mention moving with you."

"It's too..."

Zhang Laozhuo thought and grabbed his beard without talking.

"Don't hesitate, old man. Just do it."

Zhang Yiyi patted Zhang Lao's thigh and urged him, "go quickly. Let's finish it for him today. As soon as the video is sent to my father, he will be scared. He can't really watch you commit suicide, right? You're his father."

"Believe me. I'm your grandson. I know my father very well. Just believe me."

That's it.

Old Zhang couldn't stand the persuasion of his grandson, so he had to do this.

At least.

This method seems reliable, and I can't think of a more reliable method for the time being.

Twenty minutes later.

Zhang Lao walked aimlessly on the road with pesticide cans.

"When did I accept this anger? The dignified Qichi man even wanted to do this dirty trick... Hey, he's really a white eyed wolf and raised it for nothing..."

As he walked forward, old Zhang nagged. He glanced at the children setting off firecrackers in the field, and his steps accelerated a few minutes.

According to his agreement with Zhang Ye.

The two will meet in the field behind.

The other side.

Zhang also put on his coat and called Zhang Yifei for final confirmation.

The place where he chose to poison Zhang was in the field behind him. Next to the road, there was a house under decoration. During the Chinese new year, no one should be working behind at this time, but he was not sure, so he called Zhang Yifei to confirm.

After talking to Zhang.

The chapter at the end of the phone flew and frowned.

My son is still out of town. He hasn't been back for one or two years. How did he know that a family had repaired a new house next to the road at the back of the village, and asked if anyone was working at this time.

Zhang Yifei's thinking was very active, and he guessed at once that something might happen.

He recalled these days again that Zhang also talked with his strange calls and topics, and then remembered the old man who had been out for some time. An ominous premonition rose in his heart, so he put his mobile phone in his pocket and went out directly.

The other side.

According to what Zhang also said, old Zhang walked to the agreed place, followed the fork of the road, turned onto the ridge path behind him, sat down directly next to the haystack stacked in the field, touched his cigarette, lit it and smoked it.

Half a cigarette.

Zhang also appeared on the ridge wrapped in clothes and looked around from time to time to see if there were any pedestrians around.

It's cold.

At this meeting, everyone is around the stove at home. There is no one running around outside.

"Grandpa."

Zhang also went to Zhang Lao's side, squatted down in front of him and took out his mobile phone: "let's go according to what we just said. Make a quick decision and shoot the video. It's very cold outside. Don't catch a cold later."

"All right."

Zhang nodded, threw half of his cigarette aside, and unscrewed the pesticide jar according to Zhang Ye.

A pungent smell came.

"It smells terrible, rush your nose!"

Old Zhang frowned and took the pesticide jar away. His left hand fanned in front of his nose: "that's it."

"That won't work."

Zhang also squinted at the disgusted Zhang and lowered his voice to induce: "the video you shot like this is not true at all. You can see it is false at a glance. We want such a plot. You pretend to want to drink. I just met you. I went up and grabbed the pesticide in your hand. In this way, the plot can be believed."

"This video is coupled with me to persuade my father. That's it."

“……”

Zhang Lao bit his teeth and finally had no objection.

When did he, a veteran shuttling through the battlefield, have to compromise again and again for such a family matter? How ridiculous he thought.

Immediately.

Zhang Lao picked up the pesticide jar, pointed it at the corner of his mouth, looked up slightly and looked like he wanted to take poison.

"Yes, yes, good. That's it. Raise it a little higher and open your mouth a little wider."

Zhang also bent down, bent his knees, held his mobile phone and stared at Zhang Lao, squinting at the wrinkled face with shriveled skin on the screen. For a time, he was more or less unable to get down, but the idea lasted only two seconds and was overthrown by him. He bit his teeth and came up directly.