My 1979

Li He said, "Even if I face the rough waves now, I don't feel much anymore. Don't laugh. I don't believe it. You are really Liu Xiahui when you are young. How lustful a man is depends on how charming a woman is. If you really say If beauty stands in front of you and doesn’t change your appearance, it’s just because you’re not attractive enough.”

Li Aijun said, "Your mouth hasn't changed after so many years. In fact, for me, I really don't have high requirements for life. I can't turn a corner. Many of my comrades are gone. I live shamelessly. And What are you not satisfied with?

What's more, my current conditions are not bad, and I don't have any thoughts of being dissatisfied. Man, that's pretty much it.

I also have a comrade-in-arms. I went to see him last year. This place is no longer normal. "

He pointed at his head, "When we were in the company together, he was a very kind person, very fond of laughing, and a good guy. But after he was discharged from the army, his temper and temperament completely changed. He beat his wife and children. Don't worry, if you don't get along with anyone, you'll have to start a fight.

Only in front of us can we be more normal and say a few more words.

I introduced him to jobs, opened a car wash shop and a restaurant in Guiyang, but there was no one he could do well in. He always offended people, and even the best customers could not come to his door. Later, I opened a supermarket. He was about to die, and I had no choice, so I let him rest and let his wife come out to do business. Even though his wife was a woman, not tall and thin, she was good at business. Within two years, a supermarket became into two supermarkets.

Now, his son has graduated from college, and the family has finally made it through.

But, his illness has not been cured, and he still has the same bad and stubborn temper. He thinks that everyone wants to harm him, not even his own son. He doesn't trust him, and they both look like enemies when they meet.

You said, what is the difference between someone like him, who is barely alive, and someone who is dead? "

Li He said, "It should be a psychological problem."

Li Aijun said, "So, sometimes when I think about it, I feel that I am the luckiest one. I just have missing legs. I can fight fiercely. I can't get out of the line of fire even if I am slightly injured. Only one person can come down from the battlefield." If you are lucky, you will get a bullet and a piece of flesh will be cut out, and then it will still be alive and kicking. If you are unlucky and missing parts, that is normal."

Li He has never experienced the cruelty of war. Most of what he knows is the fragments of words he got from other people’s mouths. It’s the battlefield.”

Li Aijun lit up his cigarette and said, "Soldiers have been drinking, especially when women are present. Bragging doesn't pay taxes. Just treat it as fun. You don't know what Lao Lan's temper is. How can you brag?" Difficult things are always jokes from him. Vietnamese people are like paper in his mouth, and he would like to tear one up on the spot and show it to you.

He is a real man, unlike some bastards who still have their braids uncut so early in the morning. "

The drunkard was speechless.

Li He laughed, what he said was indeed true, and then asked, "When will you go back, I will give you a farewell."

Li Aijun waved his hand, "Let's not be so polite, brothers. Let's have a good drink when you go back. We'll leave in the evening. My dad only called me in the afternoon, and everyone in the family is waiting anxiously."

I figured it out. When I go back, I will take care of the child. She is only in her thirties and can still find a good family. She has really suffered in these years. "

Li He raised his glass and said, "I wish you a safe journey."

After drinking, he sent him out of the door. Li He explained a few words to his secretary Song Tianze before letting him go.

When Li Aijun arrived at Li Qiuhong's door, the child had already finished school. He was riding on a chair, his head resting on the pillow, and he looked at him curiously.

Li Aijun smiled and asked, "Why, you don't recognize your uncle anymore?"

The little girl pinched her nose and asked, "You drank, the smell is so strong."

Li Aijun sniffed at himself and said, "Yes, I drank a little. Is your name A Ling?"

Ah Ling nodded, "Liao Lingling."

Still unable to accept the strong smell of alcohol on her uncle's body, she deliberately tilted her head when he came closer.

Li Aijun didn't take it seriously and just asked, "How old are you?"

Liao Lingling said, "11 years old."

Li Qiuhong pushed out a large box from the bedroom and watched with interest as her uncle and nephew asked and answered questions.

Li Aijun asked, "Want to help?"

Li Qiuhong shook her head, "There aren't many things, just some of my mother's clothes and some of her books. The rest of the furniture and the like belong to the landlord. I've already said hello to the landlord and settled everything. Let's go directly. Just people.”

Li Aijun said, "If we finish cleaning up, we will leave directly."

Li Qiuhong hesitated for a moment, then handed over the certificate in her hand, "Then you go buy a plane ticket?"

She still remembered that when she was a child, no matter what request she made, even if it was a little excessive, she was never embarrassed or embarrassed, because she knew that no matter what, her brother would agree unconditionally.

But now, when she hopes her brother will help her buy a ticket, she feels a little embarrassed.

Li Aijun smiled and said, "No, let's fly into Macau. There is a business jet base there."

In the 21st century, multi-millionaires have entered the stage of mass production. People are no longer surprised to see multi-millionaires passing by. They generally have villas and luxury cars. Billionaires are also like crucian carps crossing the river. As the country slows down, Slowly relaxing low-altitude control and the construction and development of general aviation airports, they also began to slowly own private jets, with no less than twenty private jets and no less than a thousand business jets.

Li Aijun is not a showy person and lives a simple and simple life. According to his own thoughts, he is definitely not willing to spend 50 to 60 million yuan to buy a private jet and pay 7 to 8 million yuan in operation and maintenance costs every year. However, His legs and feet were not good enough, and even with prosthetic limbs, he was not suitable for running around for long periods of time. In the end, he couldn't stand the persuasion of Li He, Lu Bo and others and bought one.

Li Qiuhong didn't understand what her brother meant. Since he said so, she believed it.

Li Aijun took advantage of her packing time to look here and there. The house was very simple, with one bedroom, a bathroom and a kitchen, less than twenty square meters. The floor was made of wooden floors, and the material was very poor. One block was high and the other was low. The original color is gone.

There was a simple bookcase on the wall of the bedroom. He took out a folder, thinking it was a photo, but when he opened it, he saw that it was pictures and news cut from newspapers. He flipped through the pages, his eyes unconscious. Wet.

There are news reports about him, including his participation in the All-China Federation of Industry and Commerce Congress in 1995, Boao Forum in 2002, CCTV interview in 2003, China's Top 500 Enterprise Summit Forum in 2006, and Davos Forum in 2008.

According to the timeline, everything is organized neatly.