When Zhang Yan and his group returned home, the old man selling dogs had already arrived at Zhangjiayu and was waiting at his house.

The old man and Zhang Fusheng were having a pretty speculative chat.

Zhang Yan was a little curious. Zhang Fusheng’s reputation in the nearby towns was not very good, and there was someone who could chat with him?

Zhang Yan pressed the doubts in his heart and chatted with him for a while before he realized.

It turned out that this old man named Hu was also a stubborn man when he was young.

He was the same thing as raising dogs, fighting cocks, raising pigeons, raising crickets, growing gourds, and playing things in Sijiucheng.

But this person is different from others. Those stubborn masters in Sijiu City play these things, which are money-consuming things.

However, this old man Hu had a chance to make money.

This is no worse than that of Wang Shixiang.

Old Man Hu specializes in cultivating dogfighting, hunting dogs, cockfighting, and pigeons, and sells them to you the stubborn masters of Sijiu City.

In autumn, I would catch crickets and sell them, and my family also planted several acres of gourds.

I heard that at the beginning, his father almost got to death in order to plant a gourd.

Of course, later, the money earned by planting gourds on a single acre of land was more than planting more than a dozen acres of land.

Before liberation, he was quite famous. Zhang Fusheng once played with Mr. Hu and helped Mr. Hu to get things to take out.

However, Zhang Yan also realized that Old Man Hu and Zhang Fusheng were very familiar, but they did not look down on Zhang Fusheng very much.

Zhang Yan also understood that his father was the kind of person who had good cards to play.

After chatting for a while, Old Man Hu took the initiative to get to the point.

"Yanzi, I'll leave my Heihu to you, and I hope you can..." The old man was even more horrified when he talked about this.

Before liberation, Old Man Hu was very famous and had a lot of wealth, but it was precisely because of this that after liberation, Old Man Hu was beaten to a landlord.

Life is difficult, but fortunately, I have the ability to cultivate hunting dogs, and I can survive by relying on the mountains and hunting dogs to drive the mountains.

However, as I grow older, I can’t continue working as I go to the mountains anymore.

"Uncle Hu, don't worry! Heihu is definitely not wronged when I am here. My father is also a dog lover. With him taking care of him, what else can you worry about?

Anyway, the two sides are close, so you can come and see the Black Tiger at any time." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Okay! I will come to see Heihu when I have time." The old man glanced at Zhang Fusheng and thought to himself that it was even more uneasy with him, but now he can't help but regret it.

The old man hugged Heihu's neck again, whispered to explain, and then he reluctantly stood up and left without looking back.

The black tiger shouted at the old man twice before coming to Zhang Yan and whimpering, making waves of mourning, and two lines of tears flowed in his eyes.

Dogs are spiritual and know that they have been given up by their master, so they make a cry.

"Heihu, you can go back to see your master at any time, as long as you don't delay feeding your child!" Zhang Yan squatted down and gently stroked the hair on the black tiger's back and neck and said to it.

"Ao! Ao!" Heihu shouted at Zhang Yan twice, then lay down beside Zhang Yan, which recognized Zhang Yan's new master.

After seeing off the old man who was reluctant to leave, Zhang Yan specially made a warm doghouse for Heihu.

Zhang Fusheng was so angry that he scolded Zhang Yan for his prodigal son, and he put the quilt in the doghouse.

Zhang Yan ignored him and cooked another pot of meat and bones to feed the dog.

Heihu is now breastfeeding his child, so he needs to make up for it. For this reason, Zhang Yan also added some medicinal materials to add milk when cooking bones.

"You prodigal son, you can feed the dog a good meat bone?" Zhang Fusheng couldn't help it and pointed at Zhang Yan and cursed.

"Dad, isn't it just a little bit of meat and bones? If you like to eat this thing, I'll let you eat it every day, every meal, until you vomit." Zhang Yan said indifferently.

"You can do it!" Zhang Fusheng glared at Zhang Yan and said nothing. He also knew that he had no choice but to use this eldest son.

"Okay, don't disturb Heihu. Go back to the house and it's time to have a meal." Zhang Yan smiled, and then shouted at the little carrot heads who were surrounding the doghouse.

"Here you come!" The eight people from Little Radish head walked into the house reluctantly.

"Go, wash your hands!" Tong Mei walked in with the vegetables and said to the heads of the little radish.

After dinner, Tong Mei remembered the red paper she bought and hurriedly looked at Zhang Fusheng, "Dad, have our family bought Spring Festival couplets?"

"You couple are now the head of their family. Shouldn't it be your business to buy Spring Festival couplets? You won't have bought them, right? They are all twenty-nine today?

Tell me, let you lead the company, you can't do any small things well......" Zhang Fusheng was stunned at first, and then he began to complain.

"Tong Mei asked you if you bought Spring Festival couplets or not, because you are afraid that you will buy them more.

We bought red paper. If you didn’t buy Spring Festival couplets, we would write them ourselves.” Zhang Yan frowned.

My father is still very dissatisfied with losing the position of the head of the family. He found an opportunity and wanted to make some use of it.

"Dad, if you want to continue to be the master of your family, it is still time.

I'll give it to you!

Anyway, Tong Mei and I don’t come back often, so you have to continue to be the leader of this family.” Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Fusheng and said with a smile.

"Okay...What do you mean?" Zhang Fusheng was about to agree, but suddenly realized and asked quickly.

“I will return the position of the head of the family to you!

Just so happens that the country is now proposing to support the construction of the third line, especially the lack of doctors, so I plan to sign up to support the third line.

At that time, Tong Mei and I will go to the third line together." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Three lines? Where are the three lines?" Zhang Fusheng asked in confusion.

"Dad, the third-tier city is in the northwest, far away from us. It is said that it takes several days to take the train." Zhang Ping glanced at Zhang Yan, and then spoke from the side.

"So far?"

"That's right, our factory has been discussing supporting third-tier cities recently. I heard that as long as you go to third-tier cities, you can get a higher level.

If the eldest brother goes, he might be the dean." Zhang An was not willing to be outdone and told the news he knew.

"What are you going to the third line? Can you be at home? If you are the one who is still here, I don't care!" Zhang Fusheng waved his hand irritably, turned around and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Fusheng knew very well that the matter of retirement depends on the boss. The second and third brothers don’t have much hope, so they can’t get rid of the boss. They should go find someone to brag.

This is what Zhang Fusheng likes to do now, because Zhang Yan and Zhang Fusheng have some face in the village, especially when they brag about Zhang Yan, they are so happy.

"Okay, don't care about him anymore. You go and take out the red paper and cut it. I'll write Spring Festival couplets." Zhang Yan didn't care about Zhang Fusheng's affairs and turned around and explained to Zhang Ping.

"Brother, there is no brush at home."

"I don't have it at home, so I'll borrow a set from Wu Ye. You are the one I used to write Spring Festival couplets."
Chapter completed!