Chapter 288 Guangzong Yaozu! 【2】
Yang Ming has already gotten into the car.
Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang, the representatives and the person in charge of Zilin County finally breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of people rushed towards Mr. Yang. They were really afraid that something would happen to Mr. Yang.
If something happened to Mr. Yang here, they knew that even ten or a hundred of them wouldn't be able to afford the compensation.
The spontaneous crowds finally dispersed without any stampede or chaos.
As the motorcade continued through the long streets of Zilin County, the villagers were still crying and shouting Mr. Yang's name behind them.
Yang Ming didn't dare to look back, fearing that he would stop.
The convoy continued to drive forward slowly.
A man won’t shed tears easily!
I don't know when, Yang Ming's tears flowed down his eyes, as if he couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he tried.
At this time, those voices seemed to come to his ears.
Rivers and mountains are only in my dreams
We haven’t been close to our motherland for many years
But it can't be changed no matter what
my China Heart
. . .
Yangtze River Great Wall Huangshan Yellow River
It weighs a thousand pounds in my heart
anytime, anywhere
As dear as my heart
Yang Ming cried more and more.
Yang Jirong and his wife in the car looked at their son. At this moment, they didn't know how to comfort Yang Ming.
Ever since Yang Ming was in a car accident and fell into coma, or even since his son was in middle school, they had never seen their son cry. They thought that his son had grown up and would never be the same again.
"Peter, my precious son."
Li Yufang took out the handkerchief she was carrying and gently wiped away Yang Ming's tears, and gently held him in her arms to comfort him.
After a few minutes, under the control of Yang Ming's own ability, the tears stopped flowing out, and his eyes were still a little red.
"Daddy, Mommy, this trip back, no matter what price you pay in the future, I think it's worth it."
"Peter, thank you again, Daddy."
When the convoy slowly began to leave the streets of Zilin County, it continued to go north along the highway.
Some of the people behind him continued to follow.
At this time, Yang Ming knew that he could not get out of the car.
If I get off the bus, I will not only have to be held back by them, but also spend a lot of time here. I originally planned to return to my hometown Tuocheng in one day, but I am afraid that I will not be able to go back in two or three days.
Those folks are so enthusiastic.
They were so enthusiastic that Yang Ming didn't know how to respond to them.
Yang Ming was thinking that Li Jiacheng returned home under the same circumstances back then. Li Jiacheng was also welcomed by the villagers in that way. What did Mr. Li think back then?
What was he thinking at the time?
Is it the same as him?
Yang Ming didn't know.
However, Yang Ming knew that Li Jiacheng did make some changes to his hometown after he returned to his hometown. Except for that time, Li Jiacheng never went back again.
What Yang Ming didn't expect was that as one of the four major special economic zones at the same time.
Pengcheng is the most developed and recognized first-tier city and international metropolis, followed by Zhucheng, Xiacheng, and finally Shancheng.
It stands to reason that Shancheng's geographical location is pretty good, and it is also close to the port.
The most important thing is that there are many overseas Chinese and wealthy businessmen in Shancheng. Why were they still not able to develop later?
Yang Ming didn't know.
At this time, he was already thinking that since he promised the villagers, he would do it himself.
However, the environment here in my hometown is simply incomparable to Pengcheng, Zhucheng, Xiacheng, or even Shancheng.
Yang Ming knew that the biggest advantage here was that it was not too far away from Pengcheng or even Xiangjiang. It was much closer than Shancheng.
In other words, even though this place is too remote and mainly mountainous, Yang Ming feels that there is still a chance to develop this area.
While Yang Ming was still thinking, Yang Jirong and his wife did not disturb what their son was thinking.
At this time, the convoy had left Zilin County and entered Kanghe Commune, which was closer to Yang Jirong's hometown and the only way to Longchuan County.
Yang Ming originally thought that he would not encounter more spontaneous people here.
Unexpectedly, the convoy in front suddenly stopped.
In front, thousands more people gathered here waiting for Mr. Yang's motorcade to appear.
When seeing this scene, Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang were worried that Mr. Yang's itinerary and plans would be affected, and wanted to send people down to disperse these people.
Yang Ming saw the car suddenly stop and asked Chen Zhenhua to go see what was going on?
"Boss, there is another group of spontaneous people in front of you to welcome you. They don't want to do anything, but Mr. Shen and the others want to send people to drive them away."
Send someone to drive them away?
How does this work?
Regardless, these people are our fellow villagers.
Yang Ming hurriedly got out of the car.
When Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang were about to send someone to tell those people to leave, Yang Ming hurriedly came over and said: "Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang, they are all my fellow villagers, how can you drive them away like that?
"Mr. Yang, we are worried that it will affect your itinerary plan and your safety. So."
Yang Ming didn't say anything.
He went directly to the front and saw many men, women and children who were also wearing ordinary clothes, and some even looked ragged, waiting in the cold wind and light rain.
These people are not only from around Kanghe Commune, but also from other places. They also heard that the richest man in Xiangjiang, Mr. Yang from their hometown, came back to his hometown from Xiangjiang for the first time.
So, they also want to come and have a look.
At this time, they saw many cars appearing on the road, and they felt that it must be Mr. Yang and others, and they seemed very excited.
Tens of thousands of people were shouting there.
"Mr. Yang is back!"
"Welcome home Mr. Yang!"
. . .
Except for not holding banners, these people's welcome and enthusiasm for Mr. Yang's return were not inferior to those of the people in Zilian County just now.
They stood on both sides of the road, some even in the fields, and some in the trees. They were just watching and shouting, as if they really saw Yang Ming.
Yang Ming originally wanted to go there, but when he saw this scene, he sighed again.
There are so many such people in the country.
He knew that it was not something he could solve, but only one person.
That is the old gentleman who lives far away in Yanjing.
The promise I made to those hundreds of thousands of people was ultimately based on the foundation and support of the old man. Otherwise, what would happen no matter how rich and investment opportunities he had?
There is only one person who can really change the fate of these people.
That's the old gentleman.
Yang Ming had just made a splash.
Why bother to be in the limelight again.
Thinking of this, he really had to admire Li Jiacheng's power.
Li Jiacheng is cautious by nature, and every step he takes has his plan. The other party seems to be very clear about what he should do and what he should not do.
On the contrary, Yang Ming's performance just now seemed to be a bit young and energetic. However, Yang Ming knew that he had no regrets. He did so from the bottom of his heart and spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Just as he thought, no matter what the cost, he would at least let the people in his hometown solve the problem of food and clothing first.
Seeing Yang Ming turn around and get into the car instead of going towards the crowd, Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang and others breathed a sigh of relief.
They did not dare to actually expel the people who were welcoming Mr. Yang back.
These people are all fellow villagers of Mr. Yang.
To drive the fellow villagers who came to greet him like that is not to give Mr. Yang face!
When Yang Ming got on the car, Yang Jirong and his wife thought that Yang Ming would go and talk to the villagers like before, but in the end, they saw that Yang Ming was back.
"Peter, what did you just do?"
"Daddy, Mommy, no matter how much you talk, if you don't actually do it, if I can't keep my promise, it will not only violate my conscience, but I will even make them sorry."
"Peter, you're right. It's better to do what you say."
At this moment, Yang Jirong and his wife felt that their son suddenly seemed to have matured a lot.
When the motorcade slowly passed by these people, these people were never able to see which person in the car was the Mr. Yang they were welcoming.
They didn't see Mr. Yang, but Yang Ming saw them here.
Yang Ming remembered these sallow and thin faces, their expectant looks, and the look in their eyes.
He will remember it for the rest of his life.
The convoy continued north.
On the way, they met villagers who greeted them from time to time.
These villagers all came spontaneously after hearing the news.
In the end, Yang Ming did not let the car stop and went down to visit them.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but he knows he can't.
After passing Huangcun Commune, continuing north is Yetan Commune.
At this time, it is getting closer and closer to Longchuan County, Yang Jirong’s hometown.
"Daddy, according to the map and information, we are getting closer to our hometown."
In Yang Ming's view, Zilin County is already his hometown.
After Yang Jirong heard this, he was also very excited and looked out the car window from time to time.
His hometown, Longchuan County.
Yang Jirong, a wanderer who has been away for more than 20 years, is finally back.
As he got closer and closer to Longchuan County, Yang Jirong felt as if his heartbeat was accelerating. His wife Li Yufang seemed to sense something different about him and shook his hand to comfort him.
Pass by Ye Tam Commune.
The convoy in front has stopped.
It was really impossible to drive through, mainly from the front. I don’t know if there were thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of people coming.
Thick crowd.
"Crack!"
At this time, the sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded.
Chen Zhenhua was still a little nervous.
Yang Ming knew that the folks from Longchuan County had come here in advance to wait.
They even came ten kilometers in advance to welcome him, and they brought many firecrackers. As they saw Mr. Yang’s motorcade getting closer and closer, more and more firecrackers were set off around him.
"Crack!"
"Boom!" A louder firecracker sound sounded like thunder.
. . .
It turned out that the cold wind was still blowing outside and it was raining lightly.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the smoke and cold air emitted by those firecrackers formed a larger fog.
"Mr. Yang, you can't pass in front. Your fellow villagers are waiting ten kilometers in advance to greet you." Mr. Shen passed.
At this moment.
Yang Ming knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to go down.
Yang Ming took his father with him.
Get out of the Rolls Royce.
He has already seen the fellow villagers here who really have something to do with him.
These people are all from Longchuan County, but some may be from the county, some may live in communes or production teams, and some may even come from other surrounding counties.
"Mr. Yang is here."
These people recognized Yang Ming and Yang Jirong when they appeared.
Why did you recognize it?
Even though Yang Jirong went to Xiangjiang in his early years and became rich and powerful, and his appearance looked different, the human race still came from here after all.
In other words, the Hakka people, and even the descendants of the Yan and Huang people, no matter where they immigrate to, no matter what kind of environmental impact they are outside, after all, they are of the same race, but you can still see that their faces are different.
What's more, when these people came, Longchuan County's population of more than 600,000 people had already heard about it.
That was the birth of a real giant businessman in the history of their Longchuan County!
That is the son of Mr. Yang Jirong from the Sanjiangtang Production Team of Laolong Commune, Longchuan County. Back then, Yang Jirong went to Xiangjiang to develop. Now Yang Jirong’s son, Mr. Yang, is the richest man in Hong Kong and even the Chinese.
Compared to villagers in other places, the villagers in Longchuan County know Mr. Yang's situation better.
Mr. Yang not only swallowed up many British-owned foreign companies in Hong Kong and became a giant Chinese businessman in Hong Kong. During the National Day in October, he was also invited back to Yanjing to participate in the National Day ceremony.
Now, this is the first time for Mr. Yang and his parents to return to their hometown to worship their ancestors.
As fellow villagers of Mr. Yang, they feel extremely proud and honored.
After they learned about it, many people, whether it was the person in charge of Longchuan County, the person in charge of major communes, or the villagers below, they started doing many things spontaneously.
If you have money, pay!
Contribute with strength!
Including prepared banners, purchased firecrackers, etc.
They even traveled ten kilometers in advance to meet Mr. Yang and his family. They came to Yetan Commune in advance to meet Mr. Yang yesterday.
When Mr. Yang's motorcade slowly came over, they knew that Mr. Yang was really back.
"Boom!"
"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, long dong!"
. . .
The sound of gongs and drums.
"Crack!"
"Boom!"
. . .
The sound of firecrackers.
"Mr. Yang is back!"
. . .
Shouts.
People holding banners.
They are all greeting Mr. Yang and looking forward to seeing Mr. Yang.
When they saw Yang Jirong and his son appear, they knew that they were Yang Jirong and Yang Ming.
"Mr. Yang, your hometown in Longchuan welcomes you back."
Came to greet him in person.
In addition to the person in charge of Longchuan County, there are also the person in charge of Laolong Commune and the elderly representatives of the Yang family ancestors in Longchuan County.
They looked at Yang Ming and Yang Jirong excitedly.
He personally put on the red cloth scarves prepared in advance for Yang Ming and Yang Jirong, and presented them with flowers prepared by them.
Yang Ming didn't understand these customs either.
Yang Jirong was really excited when he saw them. The ground was filled with white smoke and the smell of firecrackers and good medicine.
While shaking hands with them and speaking in Hakka, I gave almost every hug to the people in front of me.
"I'm really interested in you." Mr. Yang looked at them and said.
"Mr. Yang, your identity is different from ours, but no matter where you are, you have always been our Hakka." They looked at Yang Ming and said.
He has both respect and enthusiasm for Yang Ming.
Because of Yang Ming's status, they also had some scruples and had to be more polite.
On the contrary, when facing Yang Jirong, they were much more casual.
"As my father said to me, let me remember that no matter where I am, I am a Hakka. Here, I want to tell you that no matter where I am, I am not only a Hakka, but I still have the blood of the descendants of the Yan and Huang people flowing in me. The blood makes me unable to forget that I will always be a Chinese."
At this time, when these people looked at Mr. Yang, they began to have to think highly of each other.
At a young age, Mr. Yang fought against British-owned foreign companies and became the richest man in Hong Kong. Can he be an ordinary person?
Yang Ming and the fellow village representatives present shook hands one by one and thanked them for braving the cold wind and light rain to welcome them.
"Mr. Yang, you are the only giant businessman in our Longchuan County for more than two thousand years. No matter what, you are our Longchuan, and you are the pride and glory of our Longchuan Yang family."
"Mr. Yang, please drink this glass of wine."
An old man handed Yang Ming a glass of turbid rice wine brewed by Hakka people.
Yang Ming did not hesitate, took it and drank it in one gulp. In addition to feeling sweet at the corner of his mouth, he felt a strong heat on his body and stomach.
. . .
At this moment, Yang Ming and his father, who was already in tears, got into the car again. The crowds on the road that greeted them slowly dispersed to both sides, and the convoy was slowly moving forward.
Yang Ming could feel their enthusiasm, their expectations, and even their inner enthusiasm for Yang Ming's first return.
This kind of enthusiasm cannot be covered up or faked with anything.
For them, Mr. Yang is not only the richest man in Xiangjiang, but also represents the spirit, pride and glory of their Longchuan people.
In Longchuan, Mr. Yang was not the only wealthy businessman from beginning to end. There were also many wealthy businessmen who went to Xiangjiang and even overseas to Nanyang. However, Mr. Yang was the first to be able to make a name for himself like Mr. Yang is now.
The convoy slowly headed north.
Yang Ming thought that the road ahead was still a difficult dirt road. When it was still very difficult to walk, Yang Ming did not expect it.
The road now is not a dirt road, nor is it a hard-bottomed cement road.
This is clearly a smooth stone road covered with stones.
How on earth is this done?
Yang Ming didn't know. He guessed that it must be the same as the people in Longchuan County who welcomed him back. They should have done it day and night in the past few days.
No wonder, when Yang Ming shook hands with some villagers just now, he felt that their hands were a little rough, and there were new scars on the palms of their hands and even on their arms. If they were not rushing to build this stone road, their scars were How did it come about?
When he thought of this, Yang Ming's eyes turned red again.
Although he tried hard to control his emotions, his eyes couldn't help but leak.
At this moment, he once again felt the warmth brought to him by everyone in his hometown.
He finally understood why his father always came back. Why did he cry like that when he learned that he was coming back?
"Peter." Li Yufang looked at her precious son.
She was in the car just now and didn't get out of the car.
She could also feel the welcome welcomed by the folks in Longchuan County for the return of Yang Jirong and his son.
"Mommy, I will repay them tenfold for their efforts."
. . .
This nearly ten kilometers of dirt road turned out to be in dilapidated condition.
In the past, when it rained, it was easy to get stuck in the mud.
In order to rush the work and wait for Mr. Yang to come back, hundreds of thousands of people in Longchuan County and even the surrounding villagers spent two or three days with their money and efforts to finally clear this stone road of more than ten kilometers. The road is paved.
How is this done?
Yang Ming really couldn't believe it.
What kind of force prompted them to do it?
Could it be that Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang and others told them to do this?
It seemed impossible to Yang Ming.
If that's really the case, then why wait until today!
Yang Ming was in the car, looking at the villagers outside who were waving their hands and shouting his name, and looking at the smooth stone road below that represented the efforts of hundreds of thousands of villagers day and night.
He no longer knew how to describe his mood at this time.
anytime, anywhere
As dear as my heart
blood flowing in heart
The surging voice of China
Even if I was born in a foreign country, I can't change it.
He was not born here, nor did he grow up here, but Yang Ming really felt at this moment that he seemed to be born and raised here, and the blood flowing in his body came from here.
. . .
Yang Ming felt passionate, but also felt that he didn't know how to face them.
He did not dare to make any promises easily to these villagers and elders who welcomed him so much, because he was afraid that he would not be able to do so by then. He was even afraid that he would change in the future and become different from what he was now, which would eventually make these villagers and elders disapprove of him. disappointment.
Perhaps these people came to greet them from the bottom of their hearts. They did not expect anything else. They just felt that Mr. Yang was the richest man in Hong Kong and the richest Chinese. His influence was growing, so that is They are the pride of Longchuan County and even the Yang family.
They welcomed Yang Ming from the bottom of their hearts and never asked Yang Ming for anything.
However, Yang Ming knew that it would make him feel that he owed them.
Along the way, there was the sound of gongs and drums behind me.
Along the way, firecrackers kept setting off.
Along the way, the folks from Longchuan County were here to greet him.
Ten kilometers is not a very long journey.
However, it took more than two hours.
Yang Ming didn't know how long these villagers, who were dressed in ragged clothes and braved the cold wind and light rain to come here to greet him, had been waiting here.
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