Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 225 Fuck

When passing through the town, he bought a backpack, a shovel and other tools, so he didn't need non-slip gloves. He planned to wear Xuanneng gloves for the whole work.

Gouzi also suggested that Shen Chong should find some fellow villagers or buddies to help, but Shen Chong rejected this proposal outright.

He didn't know the details of the eel monster, he wasn't sure about its strength, and he didn't want to drag people into the water in case they killed others.

When Shen Chong just started working, Huang Mao called and said that he would call his old brothers over to help.

Although this buddy didn't know what Shen Chong was going to do, it didn't hinder his desire to help.

Shen Chong stopped him on the phone on the spot, telling him not to meddle in other people's business, it's not for you to meddle in this matter.

Huang Mao had no choice but to close the team.

During this period, the owners of these fields received news and came to see the situation.

Not long after seedlings were sprinkled in the field, some people went down to the field to mess around, what could happen!

Fortunately, Shen Chong has a big face, and he was regarded as the leader of Pailou Town back then, and the fellow villagers rushing over with a hoe recognized him at a glance.

It turned out to be my brother Shen who was loyal and reasonable more than ten years ago, and his fists were still hard. This matter is easy to talk about.

Shen Chong babbled nonsense, saying that he had lived a miserable life in the city, and he especially missed the days when he was catching eels in his hometown. He suffered from a mental illness and couldn't control his thoughts, so he couldn't help but want to come back to catch eels.

He promised not to damage the seedlings in the human field, and he wanted to transfer money to a few elder brothers on the spot.

Shen Chong wanted to bleed heavily, he never thought that when these buddies heard about it, they would give him anxious attention at that time, they would not charge him any money, and even wanted to stay and help him catch him.

Shen Chong persuaded the person to go away by talking nonsense later, I just beg you not to take my pleasure, the fellow had no choice but to leave.

So Huaguo is a society of personal relationships. If you are a foreigner with a new face, and others offer to help, it is not bad if you are not beaten to death.

Seven hours later, Shen Chong and Liang Zai looked in embarrassment at the winter eels filled with three large baskets, and the large paddy field of more than twenty or thirty acres that he had turned upside down by himself. match.

Just like what he said before coming here, he really turned the fields over.

Thanks to his super physical strength, and the eel catching skill that he practiced in the fields when he was a child, his efficiency in working alone is not low, and he can be called the king of eels in Pailou town.

But it didn't work, still didn't get the goods.

Since the hearing and visual abilities were turned on intermittently in the middle, Gouzi's demonic ability was exhausted again.

It lay under the wheels and stuck out its tongue, "Boss, let's close the team. This is not going to work. Even if we really catch the eel demon, we are too tired and in poor condition. We will capsize in the gutter."

"Okay, take it!"

Afterwards, Shen Chong called those fellow villagers, and one person with a clear and tough attitude handed over 800 yuan, insisting on buying the rice field eel.

Then he drove away, and he used the good mid-range off-road vehicle as an aquatic vehicle.

He wanted to find a random place to roast all the eels and eat them, and burn the rest.

In the end, I don't know where Huang Mao got the news, and he came after him with a big bag of seasoning and a gas tank.

He gave Shen Chong a good meal.

If you keep doing this, brother, there is really nothing to do.

What on earth do you mean, why don't you call me grilled rice field eel, I'll send you this meal?

How many opportunities do we have to meet each other every year or two? Now that you have grown up, do you really want to get rid of our old relationship?

Don't you hurt my heart?

Shen Chong was extremely embarrassed and helpless.

He really wanted to leave Huang Mao aside on purpose, because eating grilled eels was also part of his plan.

He planned to eat up its descendants, grandchildren, brothers and sisters if he failed to catch that ghost thing.

You eat our people, we eat your eels.

Anyway, a life-threatening beam has already been formed, and this beam will not worry about going deeper.

Shen Chong wasn't sure if this matter could stimulate the eel demon, because he had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

What if it happened, he didn't want Huang Mao to be hated too.

Facts proved that Shen Chong was overthinking, the two of them and a dog were roasting eels all day on the hillside buns beside the town, during which time Huang Mao bought three large pieces of beer.

Everyone ate the dark sky, the sun and the moon without light, and the ground was full of fish bones.

Gouzi, the guy whose eyes shined when he mentioned roasted rice field eel, wanted to run away when he smelled it.

This long meal made up for all the missing eels in his previous life.

"Hi'er...there's still a basket and a half left, but I'm afraid of contagion, otherwise it would be nice to bring it back to my pond. Hiccup..."

Huang Mao leaned on the side to pick his teeth, with leeks hanging on his teeth, and said.

Shen Chong shook his head, ran nearby and picked up a lot of wood and piled them together, then sucked a half bottle of gasoline out of the car's fuel tank, sprinkled it on, and lit a raging fire.

Afterwards, amid Huang Mao's exclamation of heartache, he threw a basket and a half of rice field eels into the fire.

"Fuck! Aren't you wasting this?"

Shen Chong turned his head to look at the eel struggling and twisting in the flames, and shook his head silently, "Don't waste it, it's necessary."

He has a new understanding of people and demons at this time, but he subconsciously doesn't want to get to the bottom of it in his heart.

Compared with the so-called non-my race whose hearts must be different, he would rather regard the eel demon as a born villain.

Look, everyone is a demon, why is our dog so reliable?
What difficulties do you have, take the initiative to speak out, take the initiative to communicate, what problems we can't solve for you?
Why do you have to go to a dead end?

But from its point of view, if it touches a human child, and I touch it with eels in the field, it seems to be tit for tat.

Or the induction training in the Ministry is right, it should be bounded by enlightenment, and only intelligent beings have an equal status. For such a muddle-headed animal that lives only on instinct, I can only say sorry.

It was another day of nothing, Huang Mao wanted Shen Chong to go to his house to rest, but Shen Chong refused, and took the dog back to the hotel.

When we parted, Huang Mao wanted to mention Shen Chong's family, his house, and his parents' tomb.

Shen Chong told him to stop talking, he had to rest well, he would go to visit the grave tomorrow, and he would see it then.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Chong went to the street to buy incense wax, paper money, white wine, white flags, firecrackers, cooked a piece of white meat in a restaurant, packed up and set off.

Cars came one after another from the road from the county town to the town, with local license plates from Le County, Shu capital license plates like Shen Chong, and many from surrounding counties and cities.

At eight or nine in the morning, the sky is already covered with a dusty smell, and there is a faint smell of burnt paper money and fragrant wax in the air.

People have misfortunes and blessings, birth, old age, sickness and death.

The living cannot be immersed in grief, life must go on.

Sending off the ancestors and raising the younger generation is the eternal theme of the creatures in the world.

Human beings with wisdom and emotion will be more sad because of the death of their loved ones, but they must come out after all.

Walking on the road, Shen Chong put aside the matter of the eel demon for the time being, and began to recall in the memory corner of his heart how his predecessor survived alone in that state.

Memory is fading.

Emotions are no longer so strong.

Even many fragments in memory have become blurred and hazy, very unclear.

He only vaguely remembered some hysterical expressions, and the lonely emotion of his predecessor at that time.

Those relatives are really "talented" to be able to force an originally honest and honest kid in his teens into that.

When he finally came to the grave of his "parents", looking at the scene in front of him, he regained some "lost" memories.

I really underestimated the despicableness of human nature!
There were no overgrown weeds on the two graves lined up side by side. Someone came to take care of them during the Chinese New Year. Shen Chong guessed that Huang Mao came to help.

What really made him angry was the right side of Father Shen's tomb.

There was a corner missing here, and the fruit field where the citrus trees were planted next to it extended a little towards the mound, and a small protrusion was dug out, and a verdant citrus tree was planted inside, about half a year high.

Inside this citrus tree is a row of neatly planted fruit trees.

This is the field of my father's cousin, my second cousin's family.

Probably half a year ago, he dug up my father's grave in order to plant a tree!

Shen Chong stared blankly at the tree, feeling inexplicably desolate and angry.

Compared with Huang Mao and those fellow villagers yesterday, the difference between closeness and closeness is completely lost. The gap between people is really huge!

Just one more tree, will you be able to flourish?

Fuck!
I'm sooooooooooooooo!
(End of this chapter)