American Warehouse Taobao King

   After being discharged from the hospital, Yang Yong, who came home with his mother, stood in front of his house for a while, and then he woke up at the call of his mother, Zhang Lan. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to himself. "The problem of being in a daze from time to time has to be corrected, or else, being in a daze while driving has to be fatal."

   As soon as Yang Yong approached the grocery store, he saw his mother, Zhang Lan, holding a bunch of keys and was going to open the shutters. Yang Yong smiled and went up to grab the keys from his mother's hand. "Mom, I'm tired enough to take care of me these days, and I'll do the little things like rolling shutters," Mom Zhang Lan was very happy to see Yang Yong so sensible. However, Yang Yong was seriously injured on the brain. Although he was discharged from the hospital and looked like a normal person, his mother Zhang Lan knew that it was a miracle that Yang Yong could survive. The blood loss alone reached 1500 ml, and half of the skull was replaced with Titanium alloy. It's not easy to recover from such a serious injury, so my mother was determined not to let Yang Yong open the heavy shutter door, so she grabbed the key and comforted Yang Yong gently. "Son, you've been in a coma for several days, and you're bleeding so much, go upstairs and go to your room to rest. This morning, the shutters and doors and windows will not be opened. I'll make some good dishes that you like to eat in the evening and let's make up for it. Make up, don't make trouble in the future, how would you live without your mother."

Yang Yong saw that his mother's face changed from sunny to cloudy and quickly changed the topic, hehe smirked and stroked the bandage on his head and said, "I know my mother, in the future, your son will be filial to you if he turns back and won't change. Just go out and look for a job, and I'll take care of you in the future." Mom couldn't help but pat Yang Yong's face with a wry smile and said affectionately, "Let's talk about finding a job later! It's the most important thing for you to take good care of your body first, Qian Qian. Don't leave any sequelae. Our old Yang family is the only seedling like you, even if you don't do anything, our family won't starve to death, just listen to me and go back to rest."

  Yang Yong wanted to refute, but when he saw his mother's sharp eyes, Yang Yong shrank his neck and ran back to the 2nd floor, and went through the corridor to his house. As soon as he opened the door of his room, Yang Yong was blinded by the sour smell that swept his face. He ran into the room and opened two windows, letting the passing wind take away the physical sour smell. After a while Yang Yongcai walked into the house that had turned into a pig's nest with a wry smile. The room is very large with more than 30 square meters, but the room is very messy. There is a double bed, two bedside tables, a computer desk, two large wardrobes, and all the furnishings in Yang Yong's room. And that sour smell comes from a food bag on the computer desk! With the Burger King logo on it, Yang Yong walked over to the bag and threw it into the trash before he had the courage to open it.

   Put all the clothes in the laundry basket in your bathroom, and then wipe off the thick layer of dust from your old towels wetted with water. Then there are furniture such as beds and computer desks. After 20 minutes, the bedroom becomes a habitable room, and then I take the empty beer cans, red wine bottles, tequila bottles, and peanut shells on the carpet with a black garbage bag. , Waste food packaging bags, all thrown into garbage bags. Then I took out the vacuum cleaner and cleaned the carpet, under the bed, and other corners. Then I changed into clean casual clothes, put on a pair of light casual leather shoes, carried a garbage bag in the left hand and a laundry basket in the right hand, walked out of the room to the public toilet where the washing machine was placed, and threw all the dirty clothes into the washing machine and set the time. Don't worry about it anymore, the washing machine will wash and dry automatically. Then, carrying a large bag full of garbage, he quietly walked downstairs to the back door of his grocery store, threw the garbage bag away, and then quietly touched it back, and then he was half lying on the bed, reaching for the bedside table beside him, with a face on his face. Delightedly, he pulled out a humidor for cigars. This box of cigars was a birthday gift from a friend to Yang Yong. The authentic Cuban imported Cospa 25 sticks of spear cigars have been sitting on the bedside table for more than two months. Home is worth celebrating.

   That's why Yang Yong took out this treasured cigar and opened the humidor. Inside was a walnut wood humidor with 25 aluminum tube cigars in a flat stack. There are cigar cutters and a special lighter on the walnut cigar box cover. This is a cigar gift box, so it comes with tools for smoking cigars. You can imagine how extravagant this cigar is. He took out a cigar, closed the cigar lid and put it back on the bedside table, unscrewed the cigar and put it on his nose and took a deep sniff. . Only then did he cut the cigar with a cigar cutter, then lit it with a professional lighter, and took a deep breath of the thick cigar that hit his forehead, making Yang Yong calm down even more.

  Yang Yong was caught in the memory of this time. The lesson of staying alive was too great for Yang Yong, which made Yang Yong repent of his 21 years of life. It was a failure. When I was a teenager, my parents lost my parents and pulled myself up. I didn't expect that he was extremely rebellious in adolescence, drinking, fighting, fighting and changing girlfriends as diligently as changing clothes. This injury rekindled Yang Yong's desire for life. He couldn't go on like this any longer. If he continued, he would lose his life. It didn't matter what his mother would do if he died. The Yang family is such a single seedling, do they want to let their mother, middle-aged, orphaned husband and child bereaved in their later years, be alone and helpless to pass the rest of their lives in a nursing home? It is impossible to do this. I have to cheer myself up, not only to let my mother Zhang Lan live a happy and prosperous life in the rest of her life, but also to let the Yang family flourish in the American continent. At the very least, she should live a rich life , to be worthy of God's grace to him.

What's more, his left eye has formed a mutation, which can see through any metal products. With this mutated left eye, Yang Yong can't believe that he can't make a big career. . Recalling his mother's happy eyes when he saw him wake up, Yang Yong couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart. He couldn't let his mother be so sad anymore. He wanted to make his mother proud of himself and let his mother not pay for him in vain. kindness. After he figured this out, Yang Yong's eyes were filled with the fire of struggle, changing his own destiny, changing the fate of his family, and changing the fate of his mother Zhang Lan all depended on his mutated left eye.

   After thinking of this, Yang Yong jumped up from the bed, went to the front next to his wardrobe, and saw himself in the mirror. With a thick gauze wrapped around his head and a thin face, he felt that he was extremely shameful. This was the price he paid for his ignorance, and the price was profound enough. He must not repeat the same mistakes and fall again. He is really hopeless, so Yang Yong pointed at himself in the mirror with his right hand, his eyes flashing fiercely, and he said viciously. "Yang Yong, you have to be a human again, and you have to be a superior person. Otherwise, you are no different from the walking dead, you are just a dung machine, and you must change."