Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Yang Rui's grandfather, Yang Shan, lived half of the time in the cadre nursing home in Nanhu. This is the location of the region, with better medical conditions and many old friends, so it is convenient to treat the old injuries left by him in his early years.

Yang Rui found his mother and took Duan Hang with him before heading to Nanhu.

Under the sunshine of green trees and flowers, Yang Rui saw his grandfather Yang Shan at a glance. The old man has a strong body, and he can't see the cloth belt under the small horse, but his eyes are focused on the chessboard.

The scene was very lively, besides the two people who were in charge of placing the pieces, there were at least a dozen people around the chessboard, two or three of them were actively making suggestions, two or three were overstepping to snatch the pieces, and two or three were shouting and provoking , but there is no one who watches chess without saying a word.

"This chess is played like a war." Yang Rui finds it interesting every time he sees it. Of course, it's not that there are no chess pieces in the nursing home, it's because the old men like to gather together to play chess, and if anyone opens another one alone, most likely no one will participate.

In a way, veteran cadre chess is more like basketball chess. If you send out more chessboards, aren't you waiting to be laughed at?

"Dad, we're here to see you." Rui's mother was so chubby that she could hide meat, and her voice was loud, she yelled from afar.

When Yang Shan heard it, Lao Yuan "slapped" his thigh, and laughed loudly: "The grandson and daughter-in-law are here, I won't be with you old bastards anymore."

After speaking, he rushed to grab a chess piece, slapped it on the chessboard without hesitation, and said, "It's a general, think about it slowly."

"This chess is wrong!"

"It can't be done like this!"

"It didn't come to you!" The chess game, which condensed collective wisdom, suddenly became chaotic. The white-bearded old man who was sitting in the opposite seat raised his crutches and shouted: "Yang Shan, this is what happened to you when you were fighting. I see through you. Is there someone like you who is blindfolded and doesn't care about the friendly army?" ? I can eat the cannon!"

"You eat my cannon, I'll trade your horse, the same general." Yang Shan carried the horse and went forward without looking back.

Pointing at his back, the white-bearded man shouted again: "Is it easy for our army to accumulate some firepower? The artillery loses it as soon as it loses it? Let's go, let's play chess at the Ergan resting place tomorrow! I'll let you have a good chat with those cannon barrels chat."

"If you want the artillery, you don't need the cavalry? Let's go to the four cavalry to play chess tomorrow." Yang Shan was cheerful, but he didn't lose his words.

Yang Rui laughed straight when he heard it, and faint memories appeared in his mind... Physical, psychological, spiritual...Yang Rui couldn't figure it out either,

And don't want to figure it out.

Maybe one day, with my academic ability in biology, I can solve this puzzle.

Perhaps, even if his abilities improved by leaps and bounds, he could not explain the secret of rebirth, but so what.

Yang Rui gently hugged his grandfather Yang Shan, enjoying a moment of tranquility. In the future, such opportunities will probably become less and less.

Yang Shan said "Okay" repeatedly, but pushed Yang Rui away firmly, and grinned: "Don't let those grandchildren see our jokes, by the way, I heard from your father that you have done some amazing things recently ?”

If he was talking about his son, he definitely didn't need to describe it as "terrific", but it was different for his grandson.

"I did some things." Yang Rui didn't feel embarrassed, and told a series of things he did recently, and the Ruixue team also said it, but didn't explain much. This kind of school organization, before the effect occurs, who can guess the result, without a series of meticulous work, very few school organizations can continue, and no one really cares.

Yang Shan didn't notice either, but compared to the thousands of yuan Yang Rui earned, he obviously cared more about Yang Rui's publication of articles in newspapers and magazines. Hearing this, he yelled: "Did you bring the newspaper? Seeing that the old guys are all here, I have to talk about it, the three generations of our old Yang family are rough, and it's time for us to have someone who can read..."

"Dad, none of the three generations in our family can read. You can read newspapers by yourself." Rui's mother gave the old man a hand.

Yang Shanyao's hair fluttered: "I can read, but I don't know me. Only when it is printed can it be regarded as reading, understand? This is what the political commissar said back then. Even that kid Yang Feng is half illiterate. Can't it go up all the time?"

As soon as she heard it was from the political commissar, Rui's mother was in a hurry, she turned to Duan Hang and said, "Bring the newspaper."

Yang Shan is a person who admits death, but he most admires the political commissar of the Youth League when he was young. Facts have proved that admitting to death is also beneficial. Although he is not as smooth as his grandfather, Yang Shan has successfully survived several sports and lived in the cadre rest center in good health. So, is it right to pester the political commissar with him? The most useless dialogue ever.

Duan Hang sweetly called "Grandpa", and took a newspaper clipping from the artificial leather bag to Yang Shan, and two complete ones, both of which were selected by Rui Ma.

Yang Shan patted Duan Hang on the forehead in satisfaction, counting it as a compliment, then scanned it, and happily went back to the chess country to show off.

After a while, Yang Shan beckoned Yang Rui over again, and began to attack verbally in front of a group of people.

In order to earn manuscript fees, Yang Rui has published more than 20 articles, although most of them are at the level of middle school students, they are also printed in type. In this era, those who publish one or two articles are the supreme literary princes of a certain unit, let alone twenty or so.

In the past few years, many literary and artistic young men and women have relied on newspaper articles to find formal jobs. Compared with the photo resumes or certificates of later generations, newspaper articles in this era are better resources for promotion and proof of strength.

Just look at Yang Shan's unscrupulous showing off and the envy of the old guys around him. This thing is really useful.

On the contrary, it was Yang Rui's papers published abroad, which were abandoned like shoes and received little attention.

When Yang Shan got enough of showing off, it was time for lunch. Yang Shan cheerfully took the three of them to the restaurant of the rest house, and then made a table of dishes, watching Yang Rui eat.

The restaurant in the dry rest center also charged fees, but they received very little. Except for the essential food stamps and meat stamps, the price tag was basically free, and the taste was also very good. Yang Rui ate a big meal unceremoniously. Although he had beef and canned beef at school, it was not an unlimited supply, and the taste of stir-fried vegetables in a large pot was quite different from that of a small stir-fry. At least, the school chefs are not very willing to put oil.

After eating and drinking enough, Yang Rui wiped his mouth and said, "Grandpa, I'm here to ask you for help this time."

"What's wrong?" Yang Shan didn't care. He has already retired, but the old relationship is still there, he can use it if he can, and he can't force it if he can't. He is free to help or not.

Yang Rui talked about the asking price of Sinopharm Foreign Trade and the foreigner company, and then said: "I think it is difficult to deal with it by myself, and I want to ask you what can be done."

Yang Shan listened very carefully, twisted a peanut, asked clearly, and asked, "What result do you want?"

Yang Rui didn't expect Grandpa to be so talkative, so he immediately said: "It's best not to lose money, let others earn, and don't give them all the benefits. Personally, I think it's good to be able to exchange for foreign exchange or foreign exchange certificates. If you get it, you can directly exchange the items for a few needed instruments, but the ownership must be given to me, preferably in stock. After the college entrance examination is over, I still want to use it in the university. If foreign exchange and instruments are not enough ... I can't say anything about it, I can give you something, if the other party is not tight, why don't you wait and see if there are other companies to come to you."

Yang Rui still has tens of thousands of yuan in his hand, so much money is more than enough in this day and age, and it is no problem to raise one or two small factories. Therefore, what he is most worried about is that foreigners give foreign exchange, and Sinopharm Foreign Trade will exchange it into RMB for him.

If you don't ask someone for help, Yang Rui thinks that this kind of possibility is very big, and even the foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine is difficult to control.

Now Chinese people are not allowed to directly hold foreign exchange, and the issuance of foreign exchange certificates is also very particular.

Yang Shan nodded, twirled a peanut, and asked, "Why don't you ask your grandfather about the state-owned enterprise?"

Yang Rui laughed "Hey" and didn't have the nerve to say it.

Yang Shan glanced at Rui's mother, and asked: "Duan asked him to come to me?"

Rui's mother was a little embarrassed: "Father thinks..."

"I think it's reasonable for a scholar to meet a soldier, isn't it?" Yang Shan's tone was a little teasing, but his face was grinning.

Yang Rui could only keep smiling. The old men of the two families were in a quarrel, but he didn't dare to get involved.

Yang Shan continued to express his dissatisfaction, saying: "It was like this back then. If there is a good thing, he will come to me. If there is a job that offends others, he will come to me. It is a division of labor and cooperation, treacherous!"

"Father, Yang Rui and Duan Hang are still here."

"You have to expose the old Duan's true colors in front of the juniors, so that you won't be deceived in the future." Yang Shan smiled at this point, relieved his waist, and said: "Okay, I know about this, you choose At this time, they will come to see me in the dormitory. By the way, leave me two copies of the newspaper published in foreign countries, and I will find someone who understands it."

"I'll keep one sample issue and three separate volumes." Yang Rui was basically relieved when he heard what his grandfather said.

He didn't go back to school at all, so he stayed in the rest house. The delicious food and drink are served here, which is much more comfortable than the school.

Of course, under normal circumstances, family members are not allowed to stay overnight in the cadre rest center, but cadres like Yang Shan usually don't follow the rules.

Yang Rui easily sent the news back, and Lu Chengcai and the others found it troublesome.

Unlike 30 years later, the Central Advisory Commission in 1982 was just established, and veteran cadres are definitely not easy to offend.

But if you don't want to talk about it, Sinopharm Foreign Trade, which has just discussed a clue, feels it is a waste.

This dragged on for two days, but Franky still couldn't stand the inefficiency and asked someone to drive him to South Lake, so Lu Chengcai had no choice but to follow.

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