The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

When Yang Dongxu was busy and took his son back to his hometown, the pace of 2011 had already quietly approached.

Looking back over the past year, it seems that apart from the popularization of Honor mobile phones into thousands of households and the promotion of mobile phone upgrades, other industries are still step by step and nothing new.

Tuiguang, the only TCM doctor with a bit of ups and downs, has now calmed down. Of course, although some achievements have been made in smart phones, there is finally a domestic mobile phone brand that can stand up, and the Huaxia mobile phone market is no longer what foreign mobile phone brands say.

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

So Yang Dongxu is going to do something in the new year, but all of this is after the start of work after the year. At present, Yang Dongxu's thinking is how to live this year well.

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

On the contrary, the super-old children, the body of the elderly, and more time to think about what to eat next.

For example, now he is drooling looking at the dog meat pot in front of him. Although he has eaten a lot of delicacies in recent years, the pot made by Mr. Xuan himself has made people drool since he was a child.

Seeing Yang Dongxu staring at Gududu's pot with straight eyes, Mr. Xuan said angrily, "I saw you were delicious when I was young, so I shouldn't accept you as a spoiled family."

"You never thought of carrying forward the style of the family, did you?" Yang Dongxu retorted.

The old man Xuan stared and wanted to get angry, but he didn't know what to think of, and his raised chest collapsed again.

"Although you're not a good guy, I have to say that many people have lived a good life because of you."

Obviously, many of these people are not only from Yangjia Village, but also Du Suo and others. It is precisely because of the existence of Yang Dongxu that Du Suo, Du Fei and others can get rid of the quagmire and have their own world, and the life in their village is no longer so difficult.

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

I am very grateful to them, so I don't want them to return anything when I pay salaries and give red envelopes. But now Du Suo and others will not talk about it. Their children, as well as those in the village, are all running to the Middle East, and now there are a few who are arguing to go to South Africa.

What am I making money for? What are Du Suo and others making money for? Isn't it just for the next generation to live a better life and not suffer from the hardships we have suffered? But now none of these melons are obedient. "

Speaking of this, Yang Dongxu was obviously very angry, and even the dialect couldn't help but come out.

This is his sincere words, he really wants everyone to be well, to eat and sing, to have nothing to do, even if you go to Xijiao City to massage your feet and order some unscrupulous services, it's okay.

Why do you have to run to the Middle East with your head on your trouser belt, and now you are scrambling to go to South Africa.

"Everyone has their own fate, and that's their fate. Besides, how do you know that such a choice is not what they want?

Not everyone is going abroad. Those who want to go to school and live a stable life are doing well now, aren't they?

It is only fair that someone should pay for a good life. It doesn't make sense that you have to 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 his uncles and uncles. When he sees them again, they are missing arms and legs, and some of them even disappear immediately.

If it is said that hard work and sacrifice were inevitable before, but now that you are successful and famous, to put it bluntly, as long as you give money and have people to help you die, you can just sit in the office and there is no need to charge forward.

"You can't do it if you want to!" Old Master Xuan stared.

But his expression quickly calmed down, "The things I taught you before are almost taught to dogs, and it's still such a woman's benevolence."

"If I wasn't such a benevolent woman, you wouldn't come here to retire, would you?" Yang Dongxu teased.

But after the teasing, his expression dimmed instantly. Because there were only him and old master Xuan in the hut at this time, there was no Zhou Yiren, and there was no Wen Chen who practiced martial arts, so the old and the young seemed to be back in the old temple in Yanjing.

"Don't piss, I've already made money by living to this age." Old Master Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu with disdain, obviously very dissatisfied with his expression during this period.

Today, there are only two people, because old man Xuan feels that his time has come. It is said that masters and eminent monks can predict their own death, so Mr. Xuan obviously felt something.

"How could I cry? It's because you insisted on eating a pile of peppers in the spicy dog ​​meat pot." Yang Dongxu kept blinking his eyes and trying to keep himself from crying.

Seeing Yang Dongxu's appearance, Mr. Xuan was silent for a moment and said, "Don't be so hypocritical, forget it, it's useless to say this, you are a person who values ​​affection.

Originally, I thought that I could live a few more days, and it would be good to die quietly when you go out to work, and it would be good to see a corpse when you come back.

Forget it, just happen to be a coincidence, it would be nice to be able to nag you a few words before dying.

After I die, I will be directly cremated. I don’t want people to miss my body after I die. I can’t enter the imperial mausoleum. Let’s scatter the ashes in the underground ditch of the imperial city.

He was originally a person who poked secretly, but after seeing the sunshine for so many years when he left the imperial city, he still missed that gloomy imperial palace when he finally arrived.

Forget it, other things are fine, but you probably 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, which can shade the sun in summer and block the snow in winter.

Oh, it can’t block the snow, and the snow wind can get through even a little crack in the door. I think that when I lived in that ruined temple, I forgot to close the door when it snowed heavily. When I came back to that room.

Oh, dog meat is ready, eat, eat more, you are such a glutton, you must be a cook when you grow up. Do you know why this meat is so delicious? Want to learn? If you want to learn, ask me to be your teacher and I will teach you. It is troublesome to eat white noodles these days. If you master this skill, you can eat meat every day, and you will make a lot of money.

And that little girl next to her, she doesn't look like a good guy at first glance, she only hurts women's hearts, you should stay away from him when you grow up. If my granddaughter is still alive, she must be as old as you, and she must be more beautiful than you."

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

The face looking down at the pot slowly lifted up to look out the door, a smile suddenly appeared on the originally stiff face, "Yu Ludai, are you here to pick me up?"

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