Chapter 80 Dad Zhuang Is About to Start an Awesome Life

The giant mechanical dog walked to the edge of the space, looked down at the outside, punched and kicked in the air, and yelled and cursed the gangster boss. As long as he lowered his head or raised his foot, the gangster boss would turn into a puddle of flesh.

But the gangster boss turned a blind eye and kicked him out, almost falling from the edge of the road into the lake.

He himself was unaware of it, but from inside the space, one of his legs passed through the edge of the space and appeared directly above the lake. The position where his limbs were cut by the space was so deep that there was no light at all. Black, like a black hole, it looks very weird.

Zhuang Buyuan got off the mechanical giant dog curiously and tentatively stretched out his hand.

His arm passed through the barrier of space without any delay and appeared behind the gangster boss.

He reached out and patted the gangster boss on the shoulder. The gangster boss turned around suddenly and shouted: "Who? Who is it?"

There was nothing behind him, and the boys seemed to have seen a ghost, hiding in the distance and looking around, not daring to come over.

"Is it a one-way mirror? Allowed to go out but not allowed in?" Zhuang Buyuan found it very strange, "But if we go out, how should we get in?"

Old Banglong opened the hatch, looked at the little "oil of time and space" left, and said: "The remaining oil of time and space can still create an entrance, but... if you want the old owner and others not to be suspicious, you can It’s still a bit difficult…”

That’s quite difficult!

Zhuang Buyuan was troubled, how should he explain to his father? Could it be said directly: "Dad, I sent your farmhouse to a different space? But it doesn't matter, it's just a different space. It won't affect your farmyard business..."

That’s weird!

Zhuang Buyuan felt that if he said that, Zhuang's father would definitely beat him up until he didn't know his last name.

"Zhuang...Zhuang Master..." Looking at Zhuang Buyuan's expression, Lao Honglong was a little uneasy. Could it be that he had done something bad with good intentions?

"Old Banglong, you did a good job." Zhuang Buyuan knew that Old Banglong had misunderstood, and quickly comforted him.

After all, even if the farmyard is thrown into a different space, it is still better than being demolished, right?

The rest were just technical issues. Zhuang Buyuan walked around the farmyard for a few steps and gradually got an idea in his mind.

He had just given a few instructions when he heard voices in the yard behind him, and Father Zhuang's drunken voice came: "Don't stop me, I'll go out and teach those bastards a lesson! Why are they so arrogant! It's easy for people to take care of their families. Do you dare to threaten others? It’s amazing that when I am twenty years younger, they will be looking for teeth all over the ground if I don’t beat them..."

Then I heard Zhuang's mother scolding her again, and Zhuang's father mumbling, but I couldn't tell whether it was pleading or complaining.

Lao Zhuang felt miserable and couldn't sleep even after drinking. He wanted to find someone to vent to.

With the help of alcohol, he opened the door. Leng Buding saw someone standing at the door. He was so frightened that he almost woke up from the alcohol. He looked carefully and saw his son standing at the door.

"Xiaoyuan? Why are you here?"

"I can't worry about you, so I came here to take a look." Zhuang Buyuan turned around and waved his hand behind him, and the giant mechanical dog quietly retreated and disappeared into the darkness.

"Why are you here so late?"

"Xiao Wei sent me here. He has to go to work tomorrow, so he will go back first."

"Hey, you kid, I sent you here, but you don't know how to entertain me." Zhuang's mother glanced outside, and the giant mechanical dog quickly huddled up and hid in the shadow of the house.

No one was seen, and after confirming that Xiao Wei had left, Zhuang's mother quickly dragged her son in, and then turned to scold Father Zhuang: "Looking at the way you drank, your son looked at you. It's not embarrassing!"

Dad Zhuang laughed.

Mosquito-repellent incense was lit in the yard. After drinking, Old Chen and Old Li fell asleep on the deck chair in the yard. Zhuang's mother urged them to go inside and sleep. The two of them were drunk, muttered something, turned over and fell asleep again. Mom could only find a blanket to cover them.

After struggling for a while, Zhuang's father and mother finally fell asleep.

Maybe it's because having my son by my side gives me a sense of security.

Zhuang Buyuan walked out of the bedroom, opened the shed, walked around, and then smiled.

Some people always hide their dreams in their hearts and are embarrassed to talk about them to the outside world.

Dad Zhuang is also a passionate middle-aged man with dreams.

Although he clamored to build a farmyard, not far from Zhuang, he still saw Zhuang's father planting a lot of grains for winemaking in the greenhouse.

According to Zhuang’s father, the ancestors of Zhuang’s family were wine-makers. His grandfather, Zhuang Buyuan’s great-grandfather’s generation, drank “Dazhuang wine” and “Xiaozhuang wine” from all over the country. Marry in wine and have a baby.

My great-grandfather’s wine-making skills were superb. When talking about the good wines he drank as a child, Zhuang’s father only talked about them.

"It's not like today's wine, which is all blended..." Mr. Zhuang dismissed many of today's famous wines.

Later, the small workshop was incorporated and became "Dazhuang Winery Co., Ltd.". Zhuang's grandfather was the first technical director, and Zhuang's father also became a winery worker.

Decades have passed, and the winery's business has been in decline. Some time ago, Dad Zhuang finally retired. From that day on, Dad Zhuang felt as if a piece of his heart was missing. He mentioned the big and small things he had when he was young more and more often. The wine jar, the past that cannot be returned.

After decades of dreaming, I woke up and found myself trapped in a steel jungle.

Dad Zhuang always wants to do something.

This farmyard carries Dad Zhuang’s dream. Perhaps for Dad Zhuang, being able to brew some rice wine in his farmyard and then watching customers give thumbs up would be considered as fulfilling his dream.

Zhuang Buyuan came back from a circle and sat by the bed, watching Zhuang's father lying on the bed, humming from time to time, like a child who was nauseous.

Zhuang Buyuan reached out and touched the white hair on his temples, and then gently touched the beard that once made him cry like a wolf.

Not only the hair, but even the beard is mixed with some gray, and it is not as hard to the touch as before, and the roots are like needles.

For some reason, Zhuang Buyuan wanted to cry.

At some point, my parents are no longer young.

Their youth is gone and their youth is gone. As a son of man, what can I do for them?

Can they live the life they dream of?

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan received a notice from the manor.

"The planting of Hankong grass has been completed, and the manor courtyard has been connected to the manor. Please ask the owner of the manor to designate the manager of the manor courtyard."

"The manor owner card holder Zhuang Ye is appointed as the manager of the manor's courtyard."

"Please ask the owner of the manor to allocate buildings for the manor courtyard. The initial construction of the manor courtyard will affect the subsequent development..."

"The initial building of the manor is: the brewery."

After allocating the authority to the other courtyards of the manor, Zhuang Buyuan looked back at his father who was still sleeping soundly.

He discovered that as a cruel manor owner, he could do a lot.

For example, let dad become a wine master, a super rich man, etc...

"Dad, are you ready to experience the awesome life?"

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Dozens of kilometers away from Jiahu, in a farmland, a rabbit was running away like crazy.

Behind it, the bull that was running wildly in pursuit suddenly stopped.

Wait, moo, where is Daniel? Where has the owner gone? Is Daniel lost?

Moo, it's impossible, how could Daniel get lost... If you catch this rabbit, go find the owner!

Another half hour passed.

Moo... Daniel seems to be really lost. Where are you, owner...