Zhang Daman staggered and fell to the ground. The big hen that had already reached his hand was flapping its wings and struggling with the line that Zhang Daman pulled in his hand. The other end of the line had been passed by the esophagus and swallowed into the crop.

He stood up, pounced on the other end, pulled the hen over, and grabbed the hen's neck, so that he could not crow.

Just then, the big yellow dog opened his bloody mouth, jumped and bit Zhang Daman.

Zhang Daman took advantage of the situation and kicked the big yellow dog's belly. The big yellow dog's body turned around in the air, rolled in the corner, turned over and got up again, barking at Zhang Daman.

"Zhang Daman, you are a killer who kills thousands of swords. You are brave enough to steal my chicken!"

The big yellow dog's barking alarmed Yang Ronghua. He ran out of the small foreign building with his round belly, grabbed the broom in the yard, and cursed and chased him out.

Yang Ronghua is a fat man with a round belly, like a pregnant woman who is seven or eight months pregnant, with a bald head, like Mount Fuji, leaving a sparse circle of hair.

Seeing the situation, Zhang Daman waved his hand and shouted to Zhang Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, run quickly!"

Zhang Xiaoman had already jumped out of the pile of firewood hiding, and ran away in a panic.

Zhang Daman stuffed the big hen into his loose clothes, pinched the chicken's neck with one hand and grabbed the chicken's feet with the other, and ran away.

Yang Ronghua chased after him, whistled, and shouted at the big yellow dog: "Dahuang, chase him, bite these two miscellaneous parts to death!"

The big yellow dog ran wildly on four legs, chasing Zhang Daman and his son.

Yang Ronghua also followed behind, chasing him reluctantly.

The road to Shike Village is not a flat and smooth road, but a winding and rugged path. The road surface is full of small stones.

Yang Ronghua chased after him for a while, but couldn't catch up. He bent down and picked up the stones on the ground, shook his arms and threw stones at Zhang Daman and his son, and cursed, "Zhang Daman, you have no son, don't let me catch you."

Zhang Daman ran and scolded, "Yang Ronghua, you are so old, you can chase me if you have the will! Hahaha..."

Seeing that the big yellow dog was about to catch up, Zhang Daman bent down, grabbed a big stone, and smashed it at the big yellow dog.

"Woom wool wool..."

The big yellow dog barked a few times and jumped to avoid the stones.

After walking around a valley, Zhang Xiaoman ran in front, and Zhang Daman followed behind and began to climb the mountain along the foot of the mountain.

Yang Ronghua's family is next to the village headquarters, from Tianjiatun, Shike Village, and Zhang Daman is from Shanmiaotun, Shike Village, and passes through the country road in Tianjiatun, climbs up a mountain, and then walks from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, which is Shanmiaotun.

The origin of the name of this mountain temple is probably because there is a mountain temple here. During festivals, villagers will come to worship the temple and worship the mountain gods, praying for good weather and prosperity.

Running halfway up the mountain, night fell, it was already dark, you could only see the road, and the visibility was very low. Even if you were facing each other, you would be almost unable to recognize the other person.

Yang Ronghua ran to the foot of the mountain, supported his knees with his hands and gasped, and the possibility of catching up was not high, so he had to curse, "Zhang Daman, I'll fuck your ancestors for 18 generations, oh, I'm so tired."

Zhang Daman picked up the stone on the ground and threw it towards the foot of the mountain, "Yang Ronghua, isn't it just an old hen? You should respect me. If you don't want to chase me, I will hit you in the head with a stone."

Yang Ronghua was afraid of death. Seeing that Zhang Daman really threw down the stone, he kept scolding him, but he knew that it would be better for anyone in Shike Village, so he would never provoke this troublemaker Zhang Daman.

He is really a name that is as arrogant as his person, he is unreasonable and a savage man!

In other words, Yang Ronghua has always been a good guy, but he and Zhang Daman kept the water from hiding.

I don’t know what the hell is going to Zhang Daman today, but he actually went to Yang Ronghua’s house to steal chickens.

Yang Ronghua also admitted his mistake. Let's take a look. Zhang Daman, you turtle bastard, I will always catch you, hit you, and make you hemiplegia and incontinence.

If Zhang Daman hadn't been stealing the blame, he wouldn't have been scared away by Yang Ronghua.

In Shike Village, as long as you are a little familiar with Zhang Daman, you know that this man is just a gangster, especially after his wife Luo Yuhong ran away with him. His temperament changed drastically, and he became a bastard. He wandered here for a few days and there for a few days, and he was completely like a gangster.

As for the past, Zhang Daman was really an honest person. In the village, if the honest person was elected in the ranking list, Zhang Daman ranked second, and no one dared to compete for the first place.

Zhang Daman is a martial artist. I heard that he took in a "pickup peddler" who traveled around the streets in the early years. This pickup peddler was very well-known and possessed unique skills. He was the successor of the Tai Chi Sect.

In order to thank Zhang Daman for taking in, he gave a gift from the peddler a set of Tai Chi.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Daman has been practicing Tai Chi, not only strengthening his body and bones, but also comprehending a lot of Tai Chi cultivation.

"Dad, why do we run?" Zhang Xiaoman asked in a sweet voice while panting.

Zhang Daman grinned and pulled the big hen out from under his clothes, "Xiaoman, running, that's an art. If you don't run, let alone have chickens to eat tonight, you may even be bitten by a dog."

Zhang Xiaoman swallowed a sip of water, "Dad, we have nothing at home, how can we eat this chicken?"

"Dad has his own tricks, hehe..." Zhang Daman patted Zhang Xiaoman's head gently, "Ha, good luck, eat chicken tonight. Son, let's go."

He hung the big hen on his shoulder, pulled Zhang Xiaoman and walked towards the house.

At this time, Zhang Daman had already accepted the fact of rebirth. After rebirth, accepting Zhang Xiaoman's son is equivalent to accepting himself.

The rest is how to survive.

Living, living, being born, living.

This is really not easy. In short, you can't live as cowardly as you did in your previous life.

"Xiaoman, are you five years old?"

"Um!"

"Xiaoman, do you want to study?"

"Um!"

"Xiaoman, you..."

Zhang Xiaoman pouted and asked a little unhappy, "Dad, are you my biological father? Am I your biological son? Why are there so many questions? Where is my mother?"

Zhang Daman was embarrassed. How should I answer this question? I am my own father? Who is Zhang Xiaoman’s mother?

This series of questions is more than the ultimate problem in philosophy - who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going? It is still difficult to answer!

Don't worry, let's go!

"Of course I am your real father, your mother...uh...your mother..." Zhang Daman couldn't think of it. He couldn't say that Zhang Xiaoman's mother was also his mother. Isn't this mess anymore?

Since we are regenerating two selfs, we are now Zhang Xiaoman's father, and Zhang Xiaoman is also his childhood self. That Zhang Xiaoman's mother is not his mother, and he is not his mother. Who is he?

This is even harder than going to the police station to prove that you are you!

The relationship is completely in chaos when the rebirth of the father is cheating.

Fortunately, it is not true, otherwise, this is completely contrary to ethics and is invited by the river crab god to have tea and taken to parade by 404.
Chapter completed!