Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

When Yang Dongxu returned to his hometown with his son after a busy period, the pace of 2011 had quietly arrived.

Looking back on the past year, it seems that except for Honor mobile phones, which have begun to spread into thousands of households and promoted the upgrading of mobile phones, other industries are still following the steps and there is nothing new.

The only thing that had some twists and turns was the promotion of traditional Chinese medicine. It has calmed down at this time. Of course, although it has made certain achievements in smartphones, domestic mobile phone brands have finally stood up. The Chinese mobile phone market is no longer decided by foreign mobile phone brands.

But looking at the overall international environment, Yang Dongxu is still suppressed a lot and suffers a lot. He seems to make a lot, but there is a big gap between the reasons for being suppressed and expectations.

So Yang Dongxu plans to do something in the new year, but all this will happen after the new year starts. Currently, Yang Dongxu’s idea is how to spend this year well.

Yang Dongxu doesn't know if other big bosses are always worried about the country and the people and have all kinds of small goals in their minds. Anyway, as a big boss now, he doesn't seem to have so many things about his family, country and world in his mind.

On the contrary, my children are very old, my body is old, and I have more time to think about what to eat next.

For example, right now, he is drooling looking at the dog meat pot in front of him. Although he has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas over the years, the pot made by Mr. Xuan himself has made people salivate since he was a child.

Seeing Yang Dongxu looking at the sizzling pot with straight eyes, Mr. Xuan said angrily, "I saw you were delicious when I was a kid, so I shouldn't have accepted you to ruin the family tradition."

"You have never thought about carrying forward your family tradition, have you?" Yang Dongxu retorted.

Mr. Xuan stared and wanted to get angry, but he thought of something else and his chest collapsed again.

"Although you are not a serious person, I have to say that many people are living a good life because of you."

These many people are obviously not only from Yangjia Village, but also include Du Suo and others. It is precisely because of the existence of Yang Dongxu that Du Suo, Du Fei and others can get out of the quagmire and have their own world. The life in their village

It's not that hard anymore.

"I just don't know if it's good or bad. I really don't want them to repay me with anything. To be honest, the existence of Du Suo and Du Fei has prevented me from a lot of troubles and even saved me several times.

I was very grateful to them, so I paid them wages and red envelopes without thinking of asking them to repay anything in return. But now, let alone Du Suo and others, their children, as well as the children in the village, are all running to the Middle East.

Now there are still a few people making noises about going to South Africa.

Why do I make money? Why do Du Suo and others make money? Isn't it just so that the next generation can live a better life and not suffer the same hardships we have suffered? But now none of these melons are obedient."

Yang Dongxu was obviously very angry when he said this, and he couldn't help but speak in dialect.

This is his sincere words. He really wants everyone to be well and have nothing to do but eat, sing and sing. Even if you go to the Foot Washing City to have your feet massaged and get some unorthodox services, it will be fine.

Why do you have to put your head in your belt and run to the Middle East? Now, everyone is rushing to South Africa.

"Everyone has their own destiny, and this is their destiny. Besides, how do you know that this choice is not what they want?

It’s not like everyone is going abroad. Aren’t those who want to go to school and live a stable life now living a pretty good life?

If someone is living a good life, someone should pay for it. This is fair. There is no reason why you should support them for a lifetime just because of a little kindness."

"I'm happy!" Yang Dongxu said unconvinced.

What he hates the most is the children who call him uncle or uncle. When he sees them again, they are missing arms and legs, and some are even completely missing.

In the past, hard work and sacrifice were unavoidable, but now that you are successful and famous, to put it bluntly, as long as you are given money and there are people to help you work hard, you can just sit in the office and there is no need to charge into battle.

"You can't do it even if you like it!" Mr. Xuan glared.

However, his expression quickly softened, "Those things I taught you before were almost taught to a dog, and you are still so kind to a woman."

"If I weren't so kind to a woman, you wouldn't come here to take care of yourself in old age, would you?" Yang Dongxu joked.

But after the ridicule, his expression darkened instantly. Because at this time, there were only him and Mr. Xuan in the small room, there was no Zhou Yiren, and there was no martial arts practitioner Wen Chen. The old man and the young man seemed to have returned to the old temple in Yanjing.

"Don't pee, I have earned enough to live to this age." Mr. Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu with disgust, obviously very dissatisfied with the look on his face at this time.

The reason why there are only two of us today is because Mr. Xuan feels that his time has come. It is said that masters and monks can predict their own death. Mr. Xuan obviously feels something.

"How could I cry? You insisted on choking on the pile of chili peppers in the spicy dog ​​meat pot." Yang Dongxu kept blinking and trying hard not to shed tears.

Seeing Yang Dongxu's appearance, Mr. Xuan was silent for a moment and said, "Don't be so pretentious, forget it, it's useless to say this, you are a passionate person to begin with.

I originally thought that if I could live a few more days, it would be nice to die quietly when you go out and get busy, but it would be nice to see a corpse when you come back, so it would be nice not to have to part with you in front of you.

Forget it, let's just make it happen. It would be nice if I could nag you a few words before I die.

After I die, I will be cremated directly. I don’t want anyone to still care about the body after I die. The imperial mausoleum cannot be entered, so I should scatter the ashes in the underground ditch of the imperial city.

He was originally a secretive person, but after leaving the imperial city and seeing the sunshine for so many years, he still missed the gloomy palace.

Forget it, other things are fine, but I guess you won’t listen to me on this one. You can dispose of the ashes, but no matter where they are buried, don’t erect a monument. Remember to plant a pine tree in front of the grave to provide shade from the sun in summer and snow in winter.

It's pretty good.

Oh, it can't block the snow. When the snow wind blows, you can get through any crack in the door. I remember when I lived in that ruined temple. One time it snowed heavily and I forgot to close the door when I went out. When I came back to that house...

Oh, the dog meat is ready. Eat, eat more. You are so greedy, you will definitely be a cook when you grow up. Do you know why this meat is so delicious? Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, take me as your teacher and I will teach you.

In recent years, it is difficult to eat plain noodles. If you master this skill, you can eat meat every day, and you will make a lot of money.

And the little girl next to you, this kid is not a good guy at first glance, he only hurts women's hearts. When you grow up, stay away from him. If my granddaughter is still alive, she will definitely be as old as you, and she will definitely be prettier than you...

....”

Mr. Xuan babbled, and the business gradually became weaker and weaker. The arm that was holding the chopsticks in the pot, indicating to the two children to eat quickly and eat more meat, slowly stiffened.

The face that was looking down at the pot slowly lifted up to look out the door. A smile suddenly appeared on his stiff face, "Yuludai, are you here to pick me up?"

Yang Dongxu, who was holding out his chopsticks to pick up the meat, burst into tears instantly.