Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

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"Grandpa Nalan, do you know where Old Xuan has gone?" It's already New Year's Eve and Old Xuan hasn't seen anyone for three or four days. Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel worried.

During this time, old man Xuan always found various reasons to ask for money. In addition to buying a house and old things, he said that the Chinese medicine he brewed for Yang Dongxu every day also cost money. As for the Chinese medicine, he didn’t ask for money before. Yang Dongxu didn’t know, but for Xuan

He has absolute trust in the old man.

Zhou Ya is in charge of the income from the Yang family banquet. Dongzi and Yang Dongxu, the former income of Wu Aibing, were lost to old man Xuan.

So he never asked how Old Xuan spent his money, so he had to spend money to buy traditional Chinese medicine. Old Man Xuan specifically told him, which made Yang Dongxu a little surprised.

It seemed that Old Man Xuan was not such a coy person. He never reported to him how he spent money. However, he was just surprised and didn't bother much.

"Are you afraid that Master Xuan will bring you trouble?" Nalan Yi stopped the knife in his hand that was chopping stuffing and turned to look at Yang Dongxu seriously.

"What do you mean?" Yang Dongxu scratched his head and looked confused.

"Forget it, let Master Xuan talk to you when he comes back. I don't know if I can make it in time for the New Year's Eve dinner tonight." After taking a look at the lively scene in the yard, Nalan Yi's face looked a little complicated.

This made Yang Dongxu even more confused, and he shouted in his heart: "You are telling me what exactly you mean, but you stopped talking about it halfway, and you made me feel that I am neither good nor bad?"

At night, Old Man Xuan still didn't come back, which made Yang Dongxu even more worried. He asked Nalan Yi several times, but he always changed the subject. This made Yang Dongxu even more confused as to where he and Old Man Xuan were.

What a riddle.

"Xinwen Lianbo" aired on time at seven o'clock in the evening. The noisy people in the hall quieted down and started watching TV. Yes, they stopped making noise just to watch "Xinwen Lianbo". In this era when there were not even Taiwanese variety shows, Xinwen Lianbo also

It is a TV program that people like to watch very much, and its popularity is better than those idol dramas and soap operas of later generations.

The New Year's Eve dinner officially started at eight o'clock in the evening. Zhou Yiren finally broke away from work and caught up with the meal. When Zhou Yiren sat on the main seat next to Nalan Yi, everyone toasted to celebrate the Spring Festival.

This year, more of the Yang family banquet waiters stayed in the countryside. They had become accustomed to life in Yanjing. Although they entrusted people to take most of their wages back to their hometown to give to their parents, they were not very willing to go back.

The waitress and Zhou Ya made a large table, and Nalan Yi's daughter-in-law was also there. The boy from the kitchen sat at another table.

Then there is the main table on Yang Dongxu's side. The table is very big and only seats Nalan Yi and Zhou Yiren, as well as Yang Dongxu, a little kid. Even Nalan Yi's son, if Yang Dongxu hadn't talked to him, would have probably talked to the chef.

People are sitting at another table.

Although everyone looks familiar, Yang Dongxu often runs around in the restaurant and often jokes with the male and female employees, but the three tables clearly distinguish the priorities and levels.

Yang Dongxu doesn't agree with this kind of thing, but he won't object to it. The older generation has the attitude of the older generation, and people of this generation also have a clear distinction between the boss and the long-term worker. There is no need for him to let it go.

Everyone sat together to show that his employer treated everyone equally.

Otherwise, not only would the elders like Nalan Yi be unhappy, but even the employees would probably not be able to eat well, so there is no need to make yourself uncomfortable.

When dinner started, the first Spring Festival Gala also started to be broadcast. Zhao Zhongxiang gave the opening speech. Yang Dongxu finally saw a familiar face on TV.

For Yang Dongxu, the content of the Spring Festival Gala was naturally not exciting and even a bit crude, but even so, the people in the hall were watching it with gusto, forgetting to eat. Even Nalan Yi's grandson sitting in his arms was stunned.

Watching TV shows how little people in this era lack spiritual life.

While eating and watching TV, Yang Dongxu did not see many familiar faces. After all, when he came into contact with the Spring Festival Gala, his family bought a TV set after 1990.

At that time, except for a few familiar faces, the people attending the Spring Festival Gala in front of me didn't know what they were doing. Of course, they didn't recognize them either if they hadn't seen them before.

When the Spring Festival Gala ended, everyone felt that there was still more to enjoy, and Yang Dongxu went back to sleep with some waning interest.

Before he could lie down after returning to the courtyard, old man Xuan, who had disappeared for several days, appeared in front of him, looking a little embarrassed and extremely tired.

"What's going on?" Yang Dongxu asked with a surprised look on his face.