The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The day before the New Year's Eve, the market was extremely lively. People who obviously stocked up a lot of New Year's goods at home always felt that there was something missing, so they always wanted to come to the market to bring something back to comfort them.

Yang Dongxu, who was settling accounts, suddenly heard someone calling himself from upstairs: "Brother, call."

Yang Dongxu froze for a moment, handed over the account book in his hand to his eldest sister, ran upstairs thinking: "Will you call yourself when you sleep?"

"Hello!" Yang Dongxu answered the phone and said.

"Xu Xuzi, it's time to fight." Wu Aibing's eager voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Who is fighting with whom?" Yang Dongxu looked blank, and then his eyes widened suddenly when he thought of something: "You mean the United States and Iraq are fighting?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Wu Aibing said hastily.

"Uncle Du and the others will be alright?" Yang Dongxu's heart rose.

As the United States continues to gather the forces of its allies, Iraq's continuous occupation of Kuwait seems to be shrouded in the haze of war in the entire Middle East, so mercenaries from all over the world are gathering towards the Middle East, because they can only make money by fighting wars, so Dusuo No one will notice in the Middle East, so they are always active in the Middle East.

"No, it's okay. I just came back from the Soviet Union and talked to them on the phone. They are far away from where the war broke out, and they will not be involved in the war."

In fact, the war did not just break out today, but it started yesterday. When Wu Aibing received the news, his first thought was not to report to Yang Dongxu, but to run to the Soviet Union as if he had been shot in the ass.

Although there are people in the Middle East in China, the phone line is obviously not available to Wu Aibing, and there are too many people at the embassy at this time, so he simply flew to the Soviet Union to contact Du Suo. Du Suo was safe and sound, so he called Yang Dongxu.

"It's fine, let them pay attention to their own safety, and don't go to the battlefield if they have nothing to do. If the Americans drive Iraq out of Kuwait, the Kuwaiti royal family should urgently need mercenaries to maintain their regime, and they can be properly contacted." Listen. Yang Dongxu was also relieved that Dusuo was fine.

In fact, at this time, he wished to fly directly to the Middle East, because oil has always been something he can't forget. If at this time, I can get in touch with the royal family in the Middle East to get a few oil fields, it will be a huge profit for him and the country.

It's a pity that none of the people he knows has connections in the Middle East. People who have no referrals want to meet the royal family of the Middle East, or the royal family of Kuwait whose country is occupied. I will pinch him.

So what we can do now is to plan in advance, even if we can't enter the field immediately, we should cultivate the relationship between the two parties, even if we are familiar with each other, and when the situation permits, we will have a line to use, right?

After hanging up on Wu Aibing's phone, Yang Dongxu picked up the phone and wanted to call his godfather Zhou Yiren, but he stopped his movements just after dialing a few numbers.

Wu Aibing knew about the attack in the Middle East earlier than him, and Zhou Yiren would definitely know about it earlier. It is estimated that he knew it as soon as the war broke out there.

The fact that he didn't contact him after knowing about it shows that Zhou Yiren felt that it would be useless even if he told him, so he didn't contact him. Thinking of this, Yang Dongxu couldn't help touching his nose, feeling that he really treated himself too much as a dish.

All the countries that are concerned about this matter are very nervous and concerned about the battle situation, but they are more or less relieved. After all, the hanging sword has been swung out and it is better to wait and see the result. It's much better to always be in suspense and don't know when it will fall.

Yang Dongxu had made it clear to Zhou Yiren about his views on the outbreak of war in the Middle East. Now that the war has broken out, not to mention him, even the country can’t intervene. There is no difference between telling him or not telling him.

"Now shoulders are too small to handle big things." Yang Dongxu shook his head after hanging up the phone.

Make sure Du Suo is fine. The war in the Middle East has nothing to do with Yang Dongxu. It has nothing to do with Yang Dongxu. It is better to care about the pig farm in the next year, or the greenhouse in the second half of next year. How to get vegetables is more meaningful.

"What's the matter?" Mother Yang couldn't help asking when she saw her son coming down.

"It's nothing, just a classmate called to pay homage to the early years." Yang Dongxu said.

"It's quite early." It's only the morning of the twenty-ninth day of the Chinese New Year, and it's really unusually early. But Mama Yang also said that her attention was not here. There are so many people shopping in front of the door now, she didn't care who called her son at all, she just asked casually just now.

There are generally more New Year flavors in the countryside than in the city, not to mention the New Year flavor in this era. I have never heard the crackling sound of firecrackers after returning from the grave.

A group of little kids in the village ran around the door of each house to pick up those unexploded firecrackers, stripped the gunpowder and poured them into a long string of flowers for fun.

And like Yang Dongxu's age is already considered the age to get married, so naturally he won't pick up the gun. Instead, after dinner early, those with money pocketed eight cents, and those without money gathered around the granary to play cards.

The TV set in Yang Dongxu's house was moved down from upstairs, and many women from the village had already gathered in the yard. Although life in Yangjia Village has improved a lot in the past few years, only a few families in the market can afford a TV.

The men ran to the granary to play cards, and the women naturally preferred to watch TV together. Especially the Spring Festival Gala on the 30th was very attractive to them, so apart from women, some men who didn't like playing cards, or some old people also waited in the yard early after eating.

After dinner, Yang Dongxu began to borrow big benches from each household, so that people can watch TV, you can't let everyone stand in the yard, can you? Huh la la dozens of people stuffed the yard full of their own benches, so they had to borrow them. In this way, plus some people who come to watch TV and consciously bring a bench, almost everyone has a place to sit.

Nuts and the like were not put on display, these things were too expensive, Mama Yang was distressed to bring them out, a big bag of melon seeds was placed at the door, anyone who could eat and grab them casually was enough to leave a good reputation, there was no need to overdo it.

Yang Dongxu was also sitting on a stool preparing to watch TV with melon seeds in his mouth. Although the cold wind outside was biting, it was actually quite warm for dozens of people crowded in the small yard. As long as he doesn't smoke second-hand smoke with a group of old men, he feels that it's actually pretty good to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

"Xuzi come out to play." Not long after sitting down here, Xiao Wu's voice came from the door.

In fact, at this time, TV is more attractive to people than gambling. When people in eight villages of ten miles hear that there are movies there, it is common for them to move a small bench for a few miles, or even more than ten miles, to watch movies. things.

"Come in and find a place to sit. The Spring Festival Gala will be held later." Yang Dongxu turned to the door and answered.

In this way, Xiaowu and the others are a little hesitant, and they have saved money for several months just waiting to have a good time today. But the Spring Festival Gala is also very attractive to them, so they were a little tangled for a while.

"Go and play with them, anyway, you don't usually like to watch TV." Yang Ma said, who had just cleaned up the kitchen.

Yang Dongxu looked at his mother with a blank face, this is not his mother's character. Xiao Wu and the others are now declaring that they must have gone to the granary to gamble. According to their mother's temperament, shouldn't it be a normal script for Xiao Wu and others to come in to watch TV?

"Your dad was called away by your uncle just now, go over and watch."

have to!

Yang Dongxu instantly found the reason why his mother was different from usual at the moment, it was to let him go to look at his father and uncle. Now that my mother said so, Yang Dongxu had no choice but to get up and get out of the crowd, and then went upstairs.

"Why go?"

"Get some money." Yang Dongxu replied, there is still ten yuan in the down jacket upstairs, which is the New Year's money given by my mother just now. Since I used to go, I naturally want to see if I can play a few.

It was more comfortable to wrap up in a coat and wear a cap when he came down to watch TV among the crowd, so he just changed out of his down jacket. As for the change of a hundred yuan when he first came back, his mother had already confiscated it in the name of keeping it for him.

"What kind of money do you want? Your dad must have brought a lot in his waist to ask him for it." Yang's mother gave her son a sideways look. Although her face was normal, she was definitely angry.

Mama Yang would not be happy about card gambling, no matter whether she wins or loses, not to mention that she must have gambled a lot in the past today, so it would be strange if she was happy. But throughout the year, Dad Yang is very self-conscious, and basically doesn't know how to play cards. When he catches up with the game, he only plays a few hands, and some people give up their seats to others.

During the slack season, I didn't get together with other people either to play cards or to walk horses. Instead, he drove things around on four wheels to do business and make money, so although Yang's father went to play cards today, Yang's mother was a little sullen.

But it will not be like before, as long as Dad Yang plays cards, the couple will quarrel. Now, at most, he just came back and chattered a few words. Father Yang seemed to have figured out Mama Yang's temper, so when the younger brother joined the army to call him today, he didn't say anything and walked over with some money.

"Okay." Hearing what his mother said, Yang Dongxu was a little speechless.

If you're not happy, you just don't let dad play, and now you have to be a spy by yourself. But it is such happy or unhappy trifles that make up most of the life of ordinary people.

When he walked to the door, Yang Dongxu put several handfuls of melon seeds in his pocket. The most likely way to be a spy for his mother was to watch from the side, because the uncle would definitely be a helper at the side when the father was at the table. If the uncle was at the table, the father would be by the side. Help, he couldn't even find a position as a helper, so he could only stand by and eat melon seeds.

"Grab some, and play while looking at the cards later." After he finished catching, Yang Dongxu signaled Xiao Wu and the others to grab some.

A bag of melon seeds weighs fifty catties. Although there are dozens of people in the yard, there is still half a bag of melon seeds left. Compared with the scene in the news reports of later generations, as soon as you hear that it is free, no matter whether it is useful to you or not, you will fight for it.

The people who watch TV are all neighbors and neighbors, and they have a lot of self-consciousness. Basically, everyone just grabs a little bit of attention, and their pockets are full, and they go home and take them out and run to refill once or something.

So when you enter the door, the adults grab a little bit. If you bring a child, put it in the child's pocket, and then go in to find a place to watch TV. I'm ashamed of Lao Tzu here, and I go back and hang up and beat him.