Chapter 317 Tens of thousands of villagers send Mr. Yang and his family back to Hong Kong late at ni

After Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang left.

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong came back after watching outside for less than half an hour. Mainly because it was a bit cold outside and there were many people outside now.

Not only the villagers from Sanjiangtang, but even villagers from other nearby places came. They heard that there was a movie in Sanjiatang and villagers from other villages came to watch it.

"You don't want to watch anymore?"

"Master, it's too cold outside and there are too many people."

. . .

Under the service of A Zhu and Zhong Chuhong, Yang Ming took a bath.

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong already knew that the young master left his hometown quietly in the early morning. They packed their things tonight and set off in the early morning.

Yang Ming sat in the room after taking a shower.

You can also hear fireworks and firecrackers being set off outside, and you can also hear movies playing outside.

I don’t know how long it took.

It seemed quiet outside.

Yang Ming looked at the time on the winding wall clock in the room. Under the light of the fire and water lamp, Yang Ming could see clearly that it was already 3:25 in the morning.

In other words, the movie screening team stopped showing the movie in the middle of the night.

There are no more movies to watch, and the villagers have gone home to rest.

It's quiet outside Weilong House now.

Yang Ming looked at the time and prepared to leave.

When Yang Ming was about to go out, Yang Shuhai had already come over.

"Mr. Yang, are you leaving?" Yang Shuhai asked.

"Tang Bogong, the auspicious time mentioned by Uncle Chen and Professor Song has arrived. It's time for us to leave our hometown and return to Xiangjiang."

"Then, I'll give it to you."

Yesterday, Yang Jirong had told him not to tell anyone else.

Now when he sees that Yang Jirong's family is still going back to Xiangjiang, Yang Shuhai is very reluctant and feels suddenly empty in his heart.

During this period, Yang Shuhai was very busy, but he felt that it was the most fulfilling period in his life.

Yang Ming, Azhu, Zhong Chuhong, Lin Xiuzhi, Chen Zhenhua, Xie Yan and others all packed their things in advance and now went out of Weilong House.

Fire and water lanterns were lit everywhere in Weilong House, and it was very bright now.

When Yang Ming came out, he saw Yang Jirong and his wife, Uncle Chen, and Song Shaoguang already waiting.

"Peter, we're getting in the car." Li Yufang said.

Yang Ming and others went to the parked car.

Get into that Rolls-Royce.

Yang Ming saw Yang Shuhai surrounding the gate of Longwu, watching like a shadow.

Yang Ming sighed.

I wonder if I can see him next time I come back?

"Boss, are you ready to go?"

"Let's go back to Xiangjiang."

Chen Zhenhua started the Rolls-Royce, turned on the lights, and drove forward.

The convoy sent by Mr. Shen has been waiting for a long time.

Nowadays, when you are not familiar with domestic roads and there is no one to lead the way, it is easy to go astray.

Yang Ming and his parents sat in a Rolls-Royce, and drove a Bentley with Xie Yan and others out of the Triangle Pond Weilong House and out of the village.

Under the night.

When Yang Shuhai saw Mr. Yang and others' convoy getting farther and farther away from the village, he didn't know when there were many more villagers around Yang Shuhai.

"Uncle Hai, Mr. Yang and the others have returned to Xiangjiang?"

"Uncle Hai, will Mr. Yang and the others come back for the New Year next year?"

"Uncle Hai, I can't bear to leave Mr. Yang."

. . .

More and more villagers learned that Mr. Yang and his family quietly left the village of Sanjiantang in a car, with adults, women, and children chasing and shouting behind them.

But how can two feet outrun four wheels?

They found that the convoy of Mr. Yang and others was getting further and further away. They were tired from running and could only watch the disappearing convoy from a distance.

"Boss, those villagers seem to know that we have left. Many villagers were following us just now. Do you want to stop?" Chen Zhenhua received a message from the intercom from other bodyguards behind him.

"No, come back later when you have time."

Yang Ming looked back and did not let the convoy stay.

When the convoy left Sanjiantang, it headed towards the urban area of ​​Longchuan County.

Along the way, it was quiet.

Occasionally you can hear the sound of some firecrackers.

It's not raining now, so the road is relatively easy to drive.

It took more than an hour for more than ten cars to enter Laolong Commune, which is also the main street of Longchuan County.

At first, Yang Ming thought there were really no people on the streets of Longchuan County.

Don't know when it will start.

Suddenly the lights were turned on, and many people were standing there from the street, rooftops on both sides of the street, windows, and the riverside.

Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang informed others to send Mr. Yang and his family back to Hong Kong. Many people still felt that Mr. Yang and his family would definitely return to Hong Kong after the New Year.

As for when they will come back next time, they don't know.

"It's Mr. Yang's motorcade!"

"Mr. Yang is going back to Xiangjiang!"

. . .

"I wish Mr. Yang a safe journey!"

"Mr. Yang, when can you come back?"

. . .

Under the night.

In the originally quiet streets of Longchuan County, many adults and children were there to see off Mr. Yang and his convoy as they left.

Yang Ming did not get out of the car, and the villagers did not come down to stop the car. They just watched Mr. Yang and his convoy pass by.

The car Yang Ming was sitting in drove forward, and the villagers followed slowly behind.

The motorcade that had been watching Mr. Yang and his entourage slowly passed through the streets of Longchuan County.

"Daddy, Mommy! They are all here."

Yang Ming looked a little excited.

In the end, Chen Zhenhua was not allowed to stop the car.

"Mr. Yang, welcome home next time!"

. . .

Yang Ming's motorcade has left Longchuan County, passed through the streets of Tuocheng, and headed for Zijin County.

The sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers in the back was non-stop.

There were even some people following behind, whose legs couldn't keep up with the cars.

Although the current highway can only drive at a speed of 20 to 30 hours at most, many villagers cannot keep up even if they want to continue to send off.

Yang Ming's eyes were red, he just glanced back and looked away.

When the convoy moved forward, I don't know when it started, but there were more cars opening the road ahead.

Except for the two cars sent by Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang to lead the way, these are obviously buses and passenger cars from Longchuan County. They have been leading the way in front, and some are following behind.

Driving to Zilin County, Yang Ming looked outside and saw a lot of adults and children watching on both sides.

But when they came back, they came here ten kilometers in advance to greet me.

When Yang Ming left, they came out here early to see him off.

. . .

The convoy went all the way to the county seat of Zilin County.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and what Yang Ming didn't expect was that he had just entered the county seat of Zilin County.

Here now, it seems that more villagers are here waiting to see off than when Yang Ming came back.

They shouted there and waved desperately to Yang Ming in the car. No one stood up to block the way, because they knew they could not waste Mr. Yang's time returning to Xiangjiang.

They watched and greeted them, waiting until Yang Ming's motorcade left Zilin County, and then the people behind them followed.

. . .

Leave the county seat of Zilin County and drive in the direction of Huidong.

On the way, Yang Ming still saw people seeing people off on the road from time to time.

Yang Ming wondered whether Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang deliberately spread the news that he was returning to Xiangjiang in advance. Otherwise, how could the villagers know?

When the time came in the afternoon, we finally arrived in Huidong.

However, we still didn’t stop and continued south to Luohu Port.

20:45 on the first day of the new year.

With the road going smoothly, Yang Ming and his convoy finally arrived at Luohu Port.

At this time, Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang had been waiting here for a long time.

When they learned last night that Mr. Yang was going back to Xiangjiang, they came here in advance to wait.

"Mr. Yang, we will send you here." Secretary Zhang said.

"Thank you for taking this time."

Yang Ming did not stop.

When the border guards at Luohu Port stood upright, they respectfully saluted Yang Ming and others.

The convoy of Yang Ming and his entourage slowly passed towards the opposite side.

After crossing the Pengcheng River, the opposite side is the port of Xiangjiang.

The convoy passed over there.

The white man over here, sir, come here.

After learning that it was Mr. Yang, chairman of the Imperial Group, and others in the car who were back.

In addition to coming over to greet Mr. Yang respectfully, I also drove and personally escorted Mr. Yang and his party out of here and back to the Repulse Bay Mid-level Villa.

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