I have a zoo

You can search "I have a zoo to search for novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Among the dilapidated thatched houses, Zhang Long already occupies most of the area. He wanted to find a place to sit down, but in the dark and humid environment, he could find very few places to stay, so Zhang Long just stood. He took a cigarette out of his arms, took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.

The expression was still stern, he looked condescendingly at the old man Zhang who was sobbing at his feet, his heart calm and quiet.

Just now, among the elder's whimpering voice, his mood fluctuated a little, but soon, this fluctuation was replaced by the whip sound of a long time ago.

Old man Zhang wanted to struggle to get up, but unfortunately his legs had broken and he couldn't straighten up at all.

More than ten years ago, he wanted to drink without money, so he stole it, was caught, and then broke his leg. Without money for treatment, he became disabled and could not stand up anymore.

Old man Zhang's face was as thin as wood, and his beard was pale.

Already more than sixty years old, at the age of Feng Zhu's dying years, there were tears rolling in his eyes, and a trace of muddy was caught in his eyes. His whole body was trembling, and finally he lifted his upper body and looked in front of him with his eyes. Zhang Long.

As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat its seeds, but because of alcoholism, after drinking, Old Man Zhang became a devil, not a human at all.

"I'm leaving. This is one hundred thousand yuan, which is your funeral expenses."

Zhang Long frowned and took out a package from his arms, containing one hundred thousand yuan.

When he heard about one hundred thousand yuan, Old Man Zhang's eyes lit up, but then they dimmed. He was already a useless person and couldn't live for a few days at all. Perhaps this winter would be gone.

After speaking, Zhang Long threw the package containing 100,000 yuan on the ground, then turned and left.

However, behind him, the old man shouted with all his strength.

"Dragon cub, don't you want to find your mother"

After speaking, Old Man Zhang was also panting heavily. Not only did he break his leg, he also had lung disease, and he couldn't live long at all.

Hearing what Old Man Zhang said, Zhang Long's breath suddenly burst out, and even the thatch around him danced with the wind.

For Zhang Long, his childhood was full of tragedies, not only because he was scolded and beaten by his father every day, but also because he didn't know who his mother was.

Not long after giving birth to him, his mother ran away from home because of Zhang’s alcoholism. For decades, there was no news.

Therefore, for Zhang Long, the word mother is just a symbol, without any emotional connection.

However, in the long history of China for thousands of years, blood is a very emotional object, just like Zhang Long now. Although he has no feelings for the mother who has been away for decades, he thinks of his mother in his heart. Zhang Long was also a little touched when it was two characters.

What should my mother be like?

At least he will have a pair of big eyes, because Zhang Long's eyes are very big and he will also have a straight nose, so he will speak more boldly.

Slowly, in Zhang Long's heart, a mother's appearance was slowly pieced together. Although not clear, it contained all of Zhang Long's imagination.

"Say!"

Zhang Long looked at the old man Zhang who was lying on the ground again, as if he didn't want to say a word.

"Your mother is a very generous person. Back then..."

Zhang Laohan’s tone is very slow, but in the process of his narration, Zhang Long still simply understands some things about his mother. For example, his mother is not a southerner, but has fled. Behind the hut, there is a big tree, and under the big tree is buried a tin box with some things from Zhang Long's mother.

After speaking, Old Man Zhang also made a weird cry in his throat, and then he trembled and lost his breath.Jiujiu Chinese www.99zw.net

Old man Zhang is dead.

Right in front of Zhang Long, he saw his father die under his feet with his own eyes, and Zhang Long did not move.

He turned and left, then took out the lighter and threw it in the thatched hut behind him.

"Huhuhuhu."

Soon, the flame burned.

Black flames billowed, thick fog fluttered, in Zhang Long's cold eyes, a thatched house full of memories, and the nominal father, accompanied by a touch of flame, turned into ashes.

Perhaps this is the best destination for Old Man Zhang. He continued to drink heavily, and he personally drove his partner and children away from him, but God is fair. Old Man Zhang was in the last ten years of his life. It can be regarded as evil and evil. He has a broken leg and can only crawl forward. Whether it is wind or rain, he can only crawl in the mud.

Today, death is his best destination.

After the thatched hut was burned out, Zhang Long took a deep breath. Behind a smear of ashes, there was a huge toon tree with a thin waist and a lush growth.

Zhang Long stepped over, using his palm, he kept digging in the land under the toon tree.

Time after time, his palm was like gold and iron, indestructible.

"Crack!"

Suddenly there was a sound of golden and iron mingling.

Zhang Long continued to dig, and soon a box full of mud and rust appeared in front of him.

This is what the old man Zhang told Zhang Long that his mother left, and there are some tokens of Zhang Long's mother inside.

"boom!"

Zhang Long applied a little force. He pinched the rusty iron box with his hand and tore it open abruptly. A musty smell came from the surface.

In the iron box, there are very few things left, only a few items.

Zhang Long stretched out his hand and took it out. There was a black-and-white photo with a blurred figure on it. It looked like a woman. According to Elder Zhang's narrative, the woman in the photo was Zhang Long's mother.

Perhaps because of the age too old, the figure on the photo has gradually blurred and the eyebrows are not visible.

It seemed to be laughing.

Zhang Long put it in his wallet and continued to search for it in the tin box. There was also an ancient object that attracted his attention. It was a fan that was about to fall apart. The fan was extremely thin and the fan bones were made of bamboo. .

This made Zhang Long frowned. At this moment, the fan in his hand was very weird, not like an ordinary object. He took out his phone, took a photo, and put it back on the iron. In the box.

The fan must also be his current legacy, so Zhang Long also took pictures of it, which may be a clue in the future. As for the other items in the tin box, there was no discovery, and Zhang Long buried it again.

He stood up, shook his hand, and was about to leave, but as soon as he walked a few steps, Zhang Long went back and fiddled with him. Using a wooden board under the big toon tree, he gave Zhang a stele.

A line of words is engraved on the tablet.

"Zhang Dagu's Tomb."

After doing all this, Zhang Long turned around and left in a big stride. So far, he had completely broken off with his past.