I have to teach the world a lesson.

Chapter 177 I Come to Get My Things Back
night.

pitch black.

Zhang Panpan couldn't sleep.

I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

but……

She's used to it.

Ever since she signed [Shengshi Entertainment] and met some people and some things, she always suffered from insomnia.

then……

At a certain moment in the middle of the night, I suddenly slapped the table frantically, or thought of various things unconsciously, and cried aggrievedly.

But I dare not cry too loudly.

For fear of being heard by the parents next door.

Since she was a child, her parents have protected her very well and never let her suffer any grievances.

then……

This summer vacation, she has suffered all the grievances she has suffered in almost 19 years from her birth to the present.

Growth, sometimes is a trance, or overnight.

But growth comes at a price.

It's not bloody, but it's also extremely painful.

this night...

Wronged to the extreme is hatred!
She had never hated 【Shengshi Entertainment】like this before, and even hated the reality of this world.

That kind of emotion stirred her heart over and over again, especially the loud slap, which made her remember everyone.

She was born to hold a grudge.

the next day.

Her phone rang.

The call was from Miss Hong.

On the phone, Sister Hong spoke sarcastically.

Let her come back to the company for a trip.

She heard Sister Hong's sarcastic remarks, and thought of Sister Hong's appearance when she signed the contract.

She instantly felt her lungs explode.

but she……

Finally nodded.

"Sister Hong, I'm in the countryside right now, I'll be right over..."

"it is good."

The weather in a small southern county in December is not too warm.

But it is slightly milder than Yanjing.

The crew of "That Summer" packed their bags one by one, and when they were about to leave, Ke Zhanchi invited all the participants and the prototypes of the novel characters to take a group photo.

but……

Unfortunately, the core characters are absent.

Gao Fei hasn't shown up since yesterday. When his classmate called him, he couldn't hold back a fart even after he hesitated for a long time.

Zhang Sheng went to a more remote town.

It seems to have left early in the morning.

In the class, he is not a person who is valued by others. When taking pictures to gather the number of people, everyone realized that Zhang Sheng is not here.

but……

No one knows Zhang Sheng's number.

Zhang Panpan followed Lin Xia into the car.

Along the way, both of them seemed to have something on their minds and didn't say anything.

When the car passed a bridge, Lin Xia silently looked into the distance.

Looking at the road, a figure carrying milk seems to be walking slowly towards the entrance of the village.

"Why is Zhang Sheng here?" Zhang Panpan was taken aback when he saw that figure.

"He used to belong to this village..."

"Huh? Since it's on the way, why don't you take a car?"

"I don't know, he has his own ideas..."

"Then why did he take the simulation camera from the crew?"

"do not know……"

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Walk on a country lane.

Zhang Sheng looked at the fields in the distance over and over again.

The field in winter is not considered desolate, the wheat slightly sticks out its green head, swaying slightly against the cold wind.

Zhang Sheng recalled the scene when he was a child in his mind...

When he was a child, he worked in the fields with his parents, cutting out mazes with a sickle, and occasionally seeing a few toads, he forgot the direction.

In my memory……

Uncles and aunts didn't treat him well.

Every time I go to my cousin's house to play, the other party is not very enthusiastic. Occasionally, I eat at his house a few times, and it is just a symbolic meal for myself.

In my memory……

My uncle and aunt fought with my parents for one thing, and finally left a deep scar on my father's face with a hoe.

cause……

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

Because the water in the farmland needs to be irrigated, my uncle moved my father's waterway deeply, causing a gap in the farmland, and my father stepped forward to argue...

As a result, they were theoretically and theoretically, and suddenly they started fighting.

The two fell from the top to the bottom of the field, and fought in the mud. They said all kinds of ugly words while fighting, and even the next door came to persuade them for a long time before they persuaded them to come down.

but……

When my father left.

The uncle suddenly grabbed a hoe and hit his father hard on the head.

Although the dodge was timely, it also smashed the scalp.

later……

Zhang Sheng vaguely remembered that the village committee came to make some adjustments.

Uncle didn't need to lose money, he just apologized symbolically, and then the matter was over.

Similar conflicts happen once a year, sometimes because of water, sometimes because of grass eaten by sheep, sometimes because of drying the quilt...

As if occupying an inch of land, people can go to heaven.

in the village...

Of course there are simple and honest people, but those intrigues and bullshit things are not less than in the workplace.

Someone said that the smaller the place, the worse the people.

Some people say that troublesome people come out of poor mountains and bad waters...

Although it is a bit excessive, the reason is that a small place inevitably has a narrow vision.

With a narrow vision, they are only allowed to stare at their one-acre three-point land.

If you can't keep this one-third of an acre of land, you will lose face in the village, and you will be poked at the back and laughed at to death.

Zhang Sheng came out of the memory, followed the memory, and walked step by step towards the direction of his uncle's house.

Uncle Zhang Gui's house is at the east end of the village, at the intersection of the village road.

It was a prime location in the village.

Zhang Sheng remembered that before he left, there was only a two-story bungalow, but when he came back, he saw that the two-story bungalow had turned into a small western-style building with tiles on the outside.

along the way...

Some people in the village recognized Zhang Sheng, but most of them pointed behind and did not greet them.

Ever since his parents engaged in pyramid schemes, the entire village has been avoiding seeing Zhang Sheng's family like the plague gods, and the door next door is often closed for fear that his father will borrow money.

As he approached his uncle Zhang Gui's house, Zhang Sheng heard the sound of rubbing mahjong.

During the slack season, my uncle would always play mahjong with a group of people from the village committee. In my impression, Uncle Zhang Gui’s house was always shrouded in clouds and mist, and I heard bursts of curses from time to time.

Zhang Sheng didn't walk into Zhang Gui's house immediately.

Instead, he glanced at the old house next to him.

The old house is a two-story cement house, with no exterior paint, and the exposed red bricks are very conspicuous.

As he got closer, Zhang Sheng could still see the traces of paint splashed by the debt collectors.

The main entrance is still a wooden door, but through the window, Zhang Sheng found that the inside was separated by another room.

He took the prepared key and went to open the door, but found that the key could no longer open the door.

The locks have been changed.

Zhang Sheng looked at the lock.

This kind of lock is still old, and Zhang Sheng can easily open the door with some tricks.

But Zhang Sheng did not choose to do so.

The house he inherited seemed to be rented out by his uncle Zhang Gui.

Through the window, looking at the large stack of books in the corner before he left, it disappeared completely at this moment.

in memory……

Before leaving his hometown, Zhang Sheng repeatedly told his uncle Zhang Guizhong that these books could not be sold and hoped to keep them.

But it seems...

They didn't listen to it, or put it on the second floor?
Zhang Sheng felt that his heart was suddenly a little chaotic, not as calm as before, and an emotion that did not belong to him surged into his heart slightly, and when he revisited his old place, he seemed to feel such a sense of sadness.

Zhang Sheng suppressed this emotion.

Continue to carry the milk and walk towards the house of my uncle Zhang Gui next door.

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Mahjong.

This is Zhang Gui's favorite.

Zhang Gui is considered a relatively prestigious person in Qinghe Village.

The relationship with the village head and the village party secretary is very good. Once there is oil and water for building roads and bridges, they will ask Zhang Gui to do it.

Zhang Gui took a group of young people to work slowly, and the work was good and cheap...

Over time, a sum of money was left behind.

This money made Zhang Gui's small life extraordinarily nourishing.

After the bungalow was built, I thought about buying a car...

Nine o'clock.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhang Gui played a cart of mahjong and killed everyone, then turned around cheerfully and went to the bathroom.

when you open the door...

He saw a familiar person standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

"uncle!"

He was taken aback when he saw this person, and then frowned subconsciously: "Why are you back? Didn't I tell you not to come back for five years?"

He glanced left and right, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and after looking at Zhang Sheng's milk, he took a deep breath: "Hurry up now, before the debt collectors come... Otherwise, they will interrupt you." legs... These days they come here every day to ask for debts, and I will help you deal with it..."

Zhang Sheng looked at Zhang Gui.

He remained calm throughout.

In my memory, there are also debt collectors...

Come every day.

Some came to kick the door, some splashed paint, and some scolded mothers in the middle of the night...

During that time...

Zhang Sheng didn't dare to go home on weekends, so he could only hide in the school dormitory.

When leaving Yanjing...

The former Zhang Sheng watched Zhang Gui stop those debt collectors who threatened to break his legs, looking fierce.

For a young man, that scene was a lingering nightmare.

But now Zhang Sheng felt that those people were simply an extremely clumsy performance.

"Uncle, the debt collector has such a good relationship with you, they even play mahjong with you? During this time, you have been doing well!"

Zhang Sheng didn't look at who was playing mahjong inside.

He just heard the sound.

He laughed.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean playing mahjong with me!" When Zhang Gui heard this, his face darkened instantly: "Zhang Sheng, you hurry up now, really, when the person over there comes, I will I can't persuade you..."

Zhang Gui looked at Zhang Sheng and made a gesture to push Zhang Sheng away.

Zhang Sheng did not retreat, but put the milk on the ground.

"I've come all the way, I always want a cup of tea, right? Uncle, here's a box of milk for you..."

"What kind of tea do you still drink now? You don't want to drink tea! Do you know? A few days ago, Qiangzi next door owed some online loans, and was beaten by debt collectors until he was still lying in the hospital... "

"Uncle...you rented out my house?"

Zhang Gui was still threatening Zhang Sheng with various words.

Zhang Sheng didn't seem to hear it, just stared at Zhang Gui.

"What do you mean!" Zhang Gui heard Zhang Sheng's words, and seeing Zhang Sheng's appearance, he suddenly became angry.

"Before I wrote you the house, you said... I can come and live anytime. Now, I plan to stay for two days when I come back..."

"You're crazy! Don't you know what's going on with you now? You still come back to live. Do you think my road is not messy enough?"

Zhang Gui originally maintained the appearance of a few elders.

But when Zhang Sheng said these words, Zhang Gui became furious instantly!

His eyes widened!

Just at this time……

In Zhang Gui's back room, several people walked out...

Zhang Sheng stared at these people with a slightly weird smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)