The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

At the end of the year, shopping at China World Trade Center is naturally the first choice. Yang Dongxu always picks up good gifts for his parents and relatives, let alone Zhou Ya who never blinks when he buys for his parents. Ran Feifei felt that she was losing money to her parents for not going home for the New Year, and a big sweep officially kicked off.

After sweeping for three days in a row, Yang Dongxu had time to catch his breath. He really didn't understand that Zhou Ya and Ran Feifei were the ones to decide what to buy or not to buy, so why did he have to drag him?

Every time two people ask him for his opinion, he will say yes, and the two will go back and continue to discuss, and then the two people will discuss the result, whether to buy this dress or not is the result. Asking him is the same as not asking him. He wants to say no, and then...then the above scene happens again, and there is still nothing wrong with him

"Hey, Daoist, why do you have time to run to me?" Yang Dongxu, who had been tortured for three days in a row, was recovering at home, waiting for another fight in the Spring Festival travel season. Don't be too comfortable.

I haven't seen Master Dao for a while, especially after someone in the north had an accident, Master Dao, who used to come to drink tea with Old Man Xuan from time to time, seemed to have disappeared for a while. And even if he couldn't find old man Xuan in the yard, he would go to the nearby park instead of running to the house to look for Yang Dongxu.

"I'm getting old, I want to find a clean place to sit for a while." Master Dao waved his hand, signaling Yang Dongxu not to worry too much about himself, and walked to a chair next to him and sat down.

Aunt Hua came in with a cup of tea, but he didn't drink it after thanking him, but just sat there in a daze. This made Yang Dongxu so confused that he didn't know which song the old man was singing today, so he looked at Uncle Nan who came in with Master Dao.

If it is sour according to seniority, Master Dao would be a generation lower than Yang Dongxu, let alone Uncle Nan. But old man Xuan's seniority is really too high, he is afraid that his life will be shortened if someone in his seventies and eighties like Master Dao calls him uncle or something.

So as long as it is not necessary to pay attention to seniority, Yang Dongxu usually treats them differently when getting along with them. For example, he can call Fu Decai, Ah Cai or something. Calling Fu Chaming is also calling Xiao Ming or something, Fu De only calls his name, and Fu Chaming also calls him by his name.

"Master's sons have come over these few days." Uncle Nan showed a wry smile on his face.

When these words came out, Yang Dongxu became even more confused. Because of the unrest in the past, and the fact that Daoist was a mixed person, he hid his family so that nothing would happen. Yang Dongxu knew that there was nothing to be surprised about.

These years, the Taoist master has been completely bleached, especially after someone in the north had an accident, he didn't even do the work of being a peacemaker, and he didn't participate in any banquets. He just closed the door and lived his own life. posture.

His sons, Yang Dongxu, have also met, and one of them still has a moderate official position in his hometown, but because the relationship between the two parties is not too close, they are only counted as nodding acquaintances.

Daoist's sons have also come to Yanjing to see their father from time to time in recent years. During the holidays, Daoist will either go back to his hometown, or they will come to Yanjing together for the festival. So today Daoist made such a sudden gesture, and Yang Dongxu couldn't figure out what happened here for a while.

"Second Young Master has a chance to come to Beijing and want to walk around." Uncle Nan glanced at Master Dao and continued.

Yang Dongxu froze for a moment and did not speak.

Daoist's second son should be in his fifties this year, and his official position seems to be only at the division level. Similar to nursing homes.

If a cadre wants to be promoted, it is still a department-level cadre from the Labor Bureau in his fifties who came to Beijing to make connections. This really looks like my own father.

Not to say that the master can't do this thing, but to come to Beijing for such a trivial matter, this is more than killing a chicken with a bull's knife, it is simply killing a chicken with a dragon knife.

"It's an opportunity for his leadership." Uncle Nan added.

Yang Dongxu was speechless for a moment. Fortunately, he had enough brains to not be confused by Uncle Nan's tongue-twister words.

The leadership led by the second son of Master Dao wanted to go further, so the son of Master Dao heard the news from somewhere, and came to Beijing to beg him.

It's not that he used a dragon-slaying knife to kill the chicken, but that his son really regarded Daoist as a green onion. If his business cannon hits mosquitoes, then there is hope for it to hit mosquitoes and operate it.

Daoye himself is not an official, and secondly, he has no big family as his backer. In the position of a department-level cadre, which can be regarded as a strategic resource, he is a half-black person who intervenes, and his son really thinks highly of his father.

Who does he think Taoist is from the north? Arrogantly walking sideways in the province? Not to mention whether the master has this ability, even if he has this ability, he can't do it.

It was hard to keep a low profile. If this toss was noticed, the gain would not be worth the loss.

Yang Dongxu almost spit out the cha that he just drank, how confident this second son is in his father.

"This is really taking the money from selling cabbage, and trying to sell white powder." Yang Dongxu is convinced of the second son of Master Dao.

A deputy director of the labor bureau of a small county at the division level, this... looks so annoying.

Don't talk about looking for Master Dao for this matter, even Han Xing and Wei Fei are useless, unless you find someone from their family who can take care of the matter, and the person in charge can recognize the ability of the son of Master Dao to lead, and then he will be included. The idea of ​​​​one's own camp, otherwise, it is not enough to rely on Daoist's favor of helping people to watch the door.

"You won't come to me for a relationship, will you?" Putting down the teacup, Yang Dongxu thought of something and turned to look at the Taoist master.

"He is obsessed with wanting to be promoted, and you think I'm also confused?" Master Dao glanced at Yang Dongxu.

"Just be awake." Yang Dongxu nodded.

Although he has some connections, but based on the relationship between Master Dao and him, the other party's face is not that big. Besides, he only wanted to avoid trouble for his grandfather, so why would he take the initiative to find trouble?

"You came to me"

"Hiding for a few days to be clean, if I knew it, it would be better to let them farm at home." Daoist said with a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

It is said that knowing a son is better than a father, and the Taoist knows the virtues of his sons. The child of a prodigal son is the sin karma of the previous life. Master Dao estimated that he did a lot of sins in the previous life, so the few sons are not up to date.

As a parent, how could he be so determined not to care about anything, so knowing that his second son is not suitable for an official, he spilled a lot of favors into the officialdom.

My eldest son is not good enough for business, and he lost half of his life savings in just a few years, and he can only grit his teeth and persist. As for the third son, he has done so many times in the past few years just by wiping his butt. .

So when I think that my three sons are all in their fifties and sixties, they still have this virtue, and none of their grandchildren can live up to it. Looking at Yang Dongxu again, the Taoist thinks that he really committed too many crimes in the past, so his son and grandson are like this. Virtue will not let him live at the end of the year.

"You can stay as long as you want. The old man doesn't want to accompany me back for the New Year, and he doesn't let Du Suo and the others stay here. If you are not in the mood to go back for the New Year, you can stay with him here." Yang Dongxu said.

Originally, I thought about what to do if Mr. Xuan, a stubborn old man, didn’t want to keep people in the big courtyard during the Chinese New Year. Would it be nice to let my godfather move here for a few days? I don't want to come, but I guess it will be after the eighth day of the eighth day, and now the Dao master is here to have a companion.

"Okay, I won't go anywhere for the New Year this year, just stay here with Master Xuan." Master Dao nodded, thinking about what troubles his sons had in the morning, he was not in the mood to celebrate the New Year at home at all.

After making a decision, Master Dao continued, "Pay attention to a few people coming from the north recently."

Although Jinpen washes his hands completely out of the question, but as an old Jianghu, Yanjing is his base camp, and some news that will upset him is more well-informed than Yang Dongxu.

"Those who slipped through the net?" Yang Dongxu frowned.

The upper part of the north side focused more on killing the tiger. As for the wolves and dogs below, although they paid attention to it, they were not as comprehensive as dealing with tigers, so they missed a few.

For example, the one known as the No. 1 killer under Hei Si was not caught. But Yang Dongxu, a bereaved dog, didn't care, and from what he knew, the other party was not a diehard Black Four, and would take revenge on someone foolishly and loyally.

Besides, Hei Si's downfall had nothing to do with him, it was purely self-inflicted, and the other party couldn't find it because of him.

"That should be the right one." Master Dao nodded.

Now Yang Dongxu was a little surprised. Although he knew that the other party was not here to take revenge on him, but it has only been a few months, and this person dared to run to Yanjing.

"Go in sooner or later." After being surprised, Yang Dongxu sneered.

Obviously this No. 1 killer is not a person willing to be lonely. If he really wants to live a peaceful life, he must hide his name and find a place to hide. Running to Yanjing is obviously a bit unwilling for the opponent to lose, and wants to make a comeback. And I still want to play the comeback of the dark under the lights.

"Don't talk about going in, it's a matter of time before you get shot." Master Dao snorted.

I have already put my name on it, and I don't want to find a place to live a normal life, but I even go to the front of the people above, forget it if I don't see it, there must be no good fruit to eat. This matter has been settled, even if you want to hug your thigh, no one will take care of you.

There is no shortage of watchdogs at the gate of the thigh, so naturally it is impossible to make a fuss for a vicious dog.

"Let's talk about it after a year. If someone in the family tells him the exact news." Although Yang Dongxu has a bit of a bastard, basically he won't move if you don't poke him.

But this person is a bit of an exception. Even if he is sure that he didn't come to seek revenge on him, there is a person who shot him black by his side. If he doesn't want to get rid of it, he will definitely feel uneasy. So in order to make me feel better, you, a guy who has nothing to do and runs to Beijing, can only feel sad.