Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Looking at their father's embarrassed figure, the mother and son looked at the old man with somewhat unclear expressions.

The old man saw the expressions of several people and said unconcernedly: "Tao'er, go call your uncle back and tell him that his eldest nephew is back. Daughter-in-law, go make some dishes. Your son hasn't eaten yet! Wait.

Let’s eat and chat next time.”

Fang Lang watched the old man walking back and forth in the living room with a cane and a smile on his face. He was afraid that the old man might accidentally fall. He stepped forward and said softly: "Grandpa, be careful, don't fall. Let's sit down and take our time."

Shall we chat?"

"Haha... Lang'er! What you just said has touched my heart. I still remember that when your grandfather passed away, he called me and the old brothers who came with him.

Beside the bed, he repeatedly told us not to forget where our roots are and where our ancestors are. Before their elders passed away, they would gather us young people together and repeatedly emphasized to us that we should not forget our roots.

, we must not forget our roots. However, I find that now in your generation, many people do not remember their ancestors very well, and some even cannot speak our language or write our handwriting. How many of us are we?

Old guys often get together, and I feel anxious and angry, but I don’t know what to do. However, your words today give me hope again. Please tell us old guys what you think later.

Don't worry, I will fully support you." The old man's face was full of excitement and relief, with tears in his eyes and a rosy face. He felt ten years younger.

"Okay, grandpa, please calm down first. I'll pack my luggage first, and I'll talk to you later. You can also help me refer to my thoughts. You can only think of one person as a disadvantage!" Fang Lang said as he supported the old man.

Then he sat on his recliner.

The old man waved to Fang Lang and motioned for him to clean it up first, and said: "Hurry up and pack it up. Your dad and the others should be able to do it soon."

Fang Lang looked at his grandfather again and saw that he was sitting on the recliner, his fingers still tapping the armrest rhythmically. He was obviously in a good mood. He smiled and said no more, picked up his luggage and went to his room.

Go.

After Fang Lang tidied up his room, washed his face, and came down, he found that the living room of his home was crowded with people. There were more than thirty people at least, and there were only about ten old people of his grandfather's generation.

Most of the others were their sons and grandsons. Because they were all from the same village, most of them were elders who had watched Fang Lang grow up, so Fang Lang quickly stepped forward and greeted each of them.

Fang Lang's uncle Fang Xinshui is also among them. Fang Xinshui is the youngest son of his grandfather. He was very naughty because he was pampered by his grandmother since he was a child. His grades were not very good when he was in school, but he was forced by his great-grandfather to learn boxing and kicking kung fu since he was a child.

He is an expert at fighting, and he is also a well-known figure at the level of a demon king.

Later, as he grew older, he began to hang out in society. When Fang Lang was still young, he formed a small Chinese gang in the urban area of ​​Sao Paulo with his friends who grew up together. Because guns are not allowed in Brazil.

, so every day he dressed casually and swaggered around with a pistol in his waistband. Grandpa taught him many times, but to no avail. Once he and grandpa had a big fight and simply moved out. However, he often came to visit grandpa.

and father.

My uncle has been very fond of Fang Lang since he was a child. He married a white Portuguese wife and gave birth to two daughters. People in this era are generally very patriarchal, and the uncle's family values ​​are also very strong, so Fang Lang is more attracted to Fang Lang.

He is even better to his own daughter. I remember that when Fang Lang ran away from home, he originally wanted to go to his uncle. However, his uncle refused and tried to send him home, but he escaped and went there after he had nowhere to go.

Become a soldier.

A bunch of people gathered around the living room, listening to grandpa recalling the last wishes of his great-grandfather and the older generation, and blaming himself with several of his grandfathers for not educating their children and grandchildren well. Many of the younger generations did not even speak Chinese.

Although I can speak Chinese characters, I can no longer write Chinese characters. The middle-aged and young people in the room were all red-faced and lowered their heads.

Finally, the old man said what he heard from his eldest grandson Fang Lang today. Everyone in the room looked sideways at Fang Lang. His uncle even put his hand on Fang Lang's shoulder and pressed hard.

I pinched it.

"What my eldest grandson said to me today makes me happy from the bottom of my heart. There is still hope for the tasks assigned by the older generation. Originally, I wanted to ask us old guys to come over and have a chat, but now that we are here,

If you are the head of the family, let's all have a chat together. Let's see what my eldest grandson's thoughts are and whether I can fulfill the last wishes of our fathers. It will also allow us to have the honor to see our ancestors when we grow old." After that, he continued.

He waved to Fang Lang and said: "Come on, Fang Lang, these are your grandfathers, uncles and uncles, and there are no outsiders. Let's talk about what we have today and share your thoughts with us. Let's

I’ll also give you the details.”

Fang Lang was not polite. When he came back this time, he originally wanted to recruit some helpers in the village. After all, he certainly couldn't conquer the world by himself. It was better now. If he could convince these people at the scene, he would basically get

The whole village supports me.

"Grandpas, uncles, and uncles, I haven't seen each other in the past two years. Without me coming to your house to cause mischief, we must have enjoyed two years of happiness. I didn't expect that I just came back and the old man called everyone together again. It's really...

I’m causing trouble to everyone.”

Everyone laughed, and some people laughed and cursed the devil in the world, the little bastard. After everyone's voices quieted down, Fang Lang said again: "In the past two years, I have seen a lot of the world and learned a lot of knowledge.

I have endured a lot of hardships and suffered a lot of grievances. But these two years have also allowed me to grow up. I have come into contact with many Chinese people from other countries, including the United States, Europe, and Southeast Asia. I found that we Chinese people all over the world

The world is full of grievances. People are bullied and looked down upon everywhere. They think the Chinese are weak and can be bullied. In many places, only Chinese are robbed. In their eyes, the Chinese are just fat sheep. There are even many Chinese who have completely

He regards himself as a foreigner and looks down on the Chinese, and even looks down on themselves. After being bullied by other foreigners, he takes it out on Chinese people like him."

Fang Lang's words made everyone in the room lower their heads, and some even had red eyes in sympathy.

"I don't understand why this is? Are we Chinese inferior? We are one of the nations with the oldest culture and history in the world! When we have begun to wear silk clothes and have cities with hundreds of thousands of people, these foreigners are still

Drink blood in Rumao and live a primitive life. Think about our prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties, and the glorious dynasty that came from all over the world to congratulate us. Look now, a small little Japan dares to send troops to attack their mother country. Even these Japanese immigrants in Brazil

They are all pooping and pissing on our heads. What is the reason? Because of the corruption and incompetence of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, our motherland has fallen behind. If we fall behind, we will be beaten! This is an eternal truth. Because our motherland has fallen behind.

, we overseas wanderers can’t stand up straight and dare not speak loudly, because there is no strong motherland behind you to support you. Some people may think that I am Brazilian now, and I have Brazilian nationality when I go out. Yes.

Is this like this? When you go to the street and people see your skin color, your black hair, and your dark eyes, will they think you are Brazilian? Anyway, I have never met you."

Fang Lang stopped, looked at everyone's expressions, and after everyone digested it for a while, he said: "I don't want to be bullied anymore, I don't want to be looked down upon, and I don't want to be unable to straighten up, so I'm determined to do something

What, maybe my own power is very small and I can't change too many things, but I believe there will be many Chinese brothers like me who don't want to live like this anymore, and don't want our descendants to continue to live like this.

I don’t want my descendants to feel embarrassed that they are descendants of Chinese. So, this time I came back to find some like-minded brothers to do something with me."

"Okay, Lang'er, what you said really speaks to my heart. I've had enough. No matter what you want to do, count me in. I'm your uncle and I fully support you." Fang Xinshui

His face was excited and flushed, and he was obviously very angry.