As the village chief, I only raise bugs

Chapter 212 212. Those Materials
Every father who watches his son grow up, get married and start a business, always has a complicated journey in his heart.

When the son was young, he was his god, sometimes pulling his face down and staring at him could satisfy the majesty of being a father.

Then, it was the impression of omnipotence in the eyes of his son that allowed him to satisfy his great vanity.

Of course, an occasional stick is more about establishing your own status.

But as he grew up and knew more and more, his outdated knowledge structure became a sieve full of loopholes, and his son would always find many loopholes.

At this time, I can be said to be both disappointed and happy. What is lost is that I am falling behind. What is happy is that my son has grown up and has his own thoughts. I can enjoy myself.

But the communication between father and son will be much less, and sometimes they will even quarrel. If one is not handled well, the relationship will become very rigid.

As the day really came, the mood changed again.

Especially Jiang Baixiang.

Regardless of the face his son has earned for himself, everyone who knows his son will treat him respectfully, but the heart of being a father is sad: I am no longer the superhero in my son's eyes.

Soon he will have his own small family, and many times he has no time to say a few words to himself. When he is not busy, he still has his classmates and friends who need to be maintained, his lover who needs to be cared for, and his family. Children need "superheroes", and then they will find that their usefulness is getting smaller and smaller, and they will even become a drag on their sons.

In fact, now Jiang Baixiang already feels that he is a drag on his son.

My son is so serious about his work, and the achievements he has made cannot be said to be small, but he is so busy all day that he doesn't even have time to go home for dinner, and he can't help him a little. This makes him very disappointed and feels that he is useless.

What's more, I am not that important in my son's eyes anymore. He only has the company, the village, and the lonely view in his eyes.

Therefore, he wanted to attract his son's attention in another way. He didn't realize that this was exactly the same as when his son was struggling to get his own attention when he was a child.

Breaking five dozen children is the way he came up with.

On this day, every family will beat their children. If the child is exhausted, he will definitely need to be beaten if he doesn’t say anything; the child is too obedient, does this still look like a child?So it also needs to be spanked; the child is neither good nor bad, which means that it is not outstanding in any aspect, and it needs spanking even more!

Therefore, there is the sentence just now.

"Yes!" Cui Shuangying also sighed, "Chongshan has grown up in a blink of an eye, and this year he will fight hard!"

She didn't expect her husband to have so many thoughts in his heart. If she knew, she would definitely scold him first.

Jiang Chongshan didn't take it seriously. He thought his parents were joking. He was already over 20, and he was still being beaten?

I haven't been beaten in the past seven or eight years, okay?

Then, it's time to serve soup.

Jiang Chongshan and Jiang Baixiang took Meng Pinghui out.

First go to Jiang Bailei's house, put incense on the fourth master, kowtow, put two bowls of dumplings in front of the memorial tablet, and then return to his home with Jiang Bailei, let Jiang Bailei pay Jiang Zhichao a New Year's greeting, and start the New Year greeting together.

The Xue family, the Wei family, the He family, and the Wang family are the first order, followed by the families with the last five surnames.

Of course, because she was not yet married, it was inappropriate to take Meng Pinghui to other places, so Jiang Chongshan left her at Teacher Xue's house and asked her to help Xue Yuanyuan receive other guests.

After going around in a circle, it was just dawn, and Jiang Chongshan brought Meng Pinghui to Guguan.

Seeing Jiang Chongshan approaching, Ma Qiangqiang and Wang Xiaoqiang both stood up straight.

During the half a year here, the two of them have changed a lot. If someone who doesn't know the inside story sees it, they will sigh that this isolated view is amazing, even the gatekeeper has such characteristics.

Wang Xiaojin is thin and small, but after half a year of nurturing, he naturally has a sense of immortality, especially after practicing twisting scriptures and throwing punches.

Ma Qiangqiang, on the other hand, is tall and big, looks a bit naive, giving people a sense of solidity.

Xiao Huang has been waiting at the gate of Guguan, and now everyone regards him as a member of Guguan, and people have labeled him as a "beast guardian" because it seldom gets angry, and the only one A few times, someone was watching alone and stealing things from the guests. He rushed forward, pressed the thief under him, and waited for people to come.

There is also a reason for coming early, because there must be more people in a while.

The new year is a new beginning, so every household in Guzhai will come to offer incense sticks. This incense is offered to Jiang Qi's ancestors and old gods, as well as to their own ancestors.

Not only people from Guzhai will come to offer incense, but those who have relatives in Guzhai will come to Guzhai for fortune-telling, and people from other villages who want to be blessed by the old gods will also come.

There are still fewer people now. When it is nine o'clock and ten o'clock, there must be more people here!

After chatting with Li Likai, Jiang Chongshan brought Meng Pinghui to his practice room.

"Come on, let me make you tea!"

After closing the door, Jiang Chongshan boiled water, and then took out the small password box from the Xumi ring.

"I took this out of your house, see if you can open it."

Meng Pinghui was a little surprised to see her father hiding a lockbox at home. In her mind, she had never seen this lockbox before.

"It's a nine-digit password. Think about it." Jiang Chongshan pointed the small password to Meng Pinghui.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Jiang Chongshan can't do anything with this small lockbox, but it was left behind by Meng Pinghui's father after all, so it's better not to destroy it.

If Meng Pinghui really doesn't have a password, it won't be too late to destroy it.

He has scanned the password box several times with his spiritual sense, and has confirmed that there is no danger in it.

But the stack of documents inside and the contents of the two small porcelain bottles made him uncertain.

It was normal for him not to know what the pills in the two small porcelain bottles were, but what surprised him was that the stack of materials could actually isolate his consciousness, preventing him from seeing a single word in the materials.

This made him strange, because this was the first material discovered so far that could isolate his spiritual consciousness, but it was obviously plasticized kraft paper!
Seeing the nine-digit password, Meng Pinghui was at a loss at first, but after thinking for a while, she suddenly thought of a string of numbers that her father asked her to recite when she was a child. At that time, her father asked her to repeat it several times a day, and she made a mistake once. He was also beaten in the palm of his hand.

This was the only time my father beat me!

Without any explanation, she twisted the password according to the string of numbers she had memorized.

When the ninth number was screwed in, the small combination box clicked and the box opened.

Meng Pinghui quickly opened it and looked inside.

Jiang Chongshan also stuck out his head.

Meng Pinghui took out the materials first, and then the two looked at them together.

After only reading the first page, the two looked at each other, and saw incredible meaning in both eyes.

(End of this chapter)