I am reborn without a pattern

On the second day of the new year, I took Zhao Feiyan to pay New Year's greetings to Cai Daxia. When the old man saw that she had a big belly, he hurried to the trunk and moved Maotai down by himself.

I'm in pretty good shape.

"New year, new water, I wish you good health."

One person was given a hundred red envelopes, and the two in the belly would wait until they were born.

The eldest cousin Cai Cunzhong and his two uncles were busy cooking, while Cai Cuncheng wore an apron and played with tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans.

"Zhang Haonan, why don't you just go back to Shacheng?"

Zhang Zhiqiang is Zhang Haonan's biological uncle. He has been working as a contractor in the Western Regions for the past ten years, repairing ditches and houses.

Basically, there is not much contact, but this is from Zhang Haonan's perspective, and from Cai Daxia's perspective, that is, the nephew is suffering outside.

Elderly people have their own opinions and ideas.

"I don't know, I don't have any contact information with the old man."

"Then let him."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Cai Daxia's face showed no emotion, and he would not have emotions of joy and sorrow caused by the coming and going of people.

The educated people who have emerged from troubled times are actually more hard-hearted than the reckless men.

"Eat some pistachios, my teeth won't be able to bite them."

"I think you can still chew beef bones?"

"The beef tendon is so delicious."

"..."

If it doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good. It doesn't mean it can't be chewed.

Zhang Haonan just peeled the pistachios and gave them to Zhao Feiyan. Zhao Feiyan also sat happily, looking at the small country house near the river bend. It was really pleasant.

My uncle really has a good eye.

The main reason is that the river flows directly into the Yangtze River. The water flow prevents mosquitoes from breeding. If there is nothing to eat, just cast a net and there will be an endless supply of small fish and shrimps all year round.

"What does uncle think of Xiaolin and Yoshida's receipt?"

"You asked me to travel to Osaka, but I won't go."

Shaking his head, the old man was not interested and didn't want to go.

"why?"

"If the country sends me two atomic bombs, I will go."

"..."

What a simple idea.

"Then I will work hard and ask the country to buy two hydrogen bombs for you to play with in two years."

"Hahahahahaha..."

After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, the old man laughed happily and said, "Fuck it, let the foreign economic and trade people talk about it themselves. I just didn't expect that Yoshida was not dead yet. This devil had his hands and feet broken, and he was stabbed in the waist. He’s not dead yet…he’s so lucky.”

“Other people are progressives after all.”

"On my eggs? I have no class feelings in my eyes. Don't give me a shit. It's just like when the central leadership comes, I let them live. It's because I obey the command and obey the order, not because I want to."

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he was still in charge of war orphans. The old man suddenly remembered something again and said to Zhang Haonan: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I used to have a person in charge of war orphans in my old unit. Now he is older. The girl is doing extradition work, and a group of them are now organized into gangs. There are people from Songjiang and Northeast China. I can introduce you to Chenguang's shady business."

"Gang?"

"Not from Edo, but in Kyoto and Osaka. I heard from him that the police are cracking down on Japanese slaves now, and it's hard to live with them."

The gang in the eyes of the old man is not the traditional gang of Japanese slaves, but the organizational form is closer to the old-school incense hall in China. They burn "one stick of incense" together. This is a typical example. The owner of the incense is not fixed and is not related by blood. Condensation.

There are still some differences from the "Nu Luo Quan" of Edo.

Zhang Haonan didn't know much about this. He had only dealt with it once before he was reborn. He organized a group to sweep goods in Kansai and purchased large quantities of equipment and production lines from the bankrupt Japanese slave factories at low prices.

He just earns some hard money, and most of them are leading enterprises and key enterprises in various prefecture-level cities in East China.

In addition to the local banks urging Japanese slaves to pay for debts, those who do the dirty work are local gangsters who do not follow the rules.

Among them is a gang composed of war orphans, who have little affection for the Japanese slaves themselves. After all, after reaching the Japanese slaves, they are completely at the bottom of society and suffer unprecedented exclusion and discrimination. This leads them to use "hatred" and "resistance" as their "one thing". Incense."

His behavior and style are ruthless.

To sum it up in one sentence, everyone is a "brother who adds money".

As long as you add money, your life will be gone.

The "Nu Luo Quan" caused a big fuss more than ten years later, but at the beginning of the new century, it was still just hiding under the water, and was still in the transition period from scattered soldiers to a nominal unified organization.

There is no specific banner at this stage, and each prefecture is fighting on its own. Of course, as long as the bankers are willing to increase money, it is no problem for Edo's war orphans to go to Osaka overnight to collect debts.

They don't ask who the boss is who gives the money, whether it's American, Chinese or Frank, it's all the same.

They only recognize "Fukuzawa Yukichi" and nothing else.

The Japanese slave gang culture is prevalent, and Cai Daxia is very happy to see it, as long as China does not have these bullshit incense halls.

"I see people have been raising eels along the Yangtze River. Can they make a fortune?"

Cai Daxia always felt that this was unreliable, but Zhang Haonan was not a simple guy. Since he said he could make a fortune, the old man believed him.

"We opened a Japanese-style restaurant in Yangcheng, and the business was very good. Previously, people from the Agriculture Bureau visited Xiangjiang, Yangcheng, Songjiang, Jingcheng, and Tianmen. They have a certain market foundation and can also reflect the domestic market of Japanese slaves. Compared with before, The preliminary investigation of foreign trade and economic cooperation is in line. The detailed in-depth investigation will have to wait until Kobayashi and Yoshida arrange the itinerary."

"You little devil is just a prude."

"..."

When the two old Japanese slaves came to China, they were treated with great courtesy by the local authorities. After all, they had a profound revolutionary friendship.

But Cai Daxia's only dream is to blow up the Japanese slaves. He usually watches anti-war movies. Once he sees a serious talk about the hardships of war, he doesn't want to watch it. On the contrary, killing Japanese is as easy as chopping vegetables, which makes him feel very happy.

In his words, how difficult was it for me to ask you to teach me back then? I just want to be happy right now.

Zhang Haonan was wondering whether he should let Zhao Feiyan film a "Tearing up Japs with Hands" series to entertain the old man.

"Oh, by the way, I've got a travel physical examination package from the Provincial People's Hospital. It's under the name of the 'Zijin' company. Just call the number when you arrive. You can travel to Jiankang and get a physical examination on the way."

"don't want."

"Get it!"

Zhang Haonan lost his temper and stared at Cai Daxia with wide eyes. The old man was startled and he almost choked on the cigarette.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it, I'll take it to the main office."

"I don't want you to do anything. It doesn't make sense to sit at home every day at your age."

As he spoke, Zhang Haonan took out another business card and handed it to the old man, "This is the internal phone number of the Foreign Economic and Trade Hotel. If you give your name, a special car will be arranged."

"Well, this is pretty good."

Cai Daxia took the business card, then stood up and walked to the Eight Immortals table, opened the drawer and stuffed it into a tin biscuit box.

In fact, he had the benefits of physical examination, but he never wanted to use it. He just went to the nearby small market to have a drink or two with others and brag about his skills. With the disappearance of the local morning wine stall, he also threw away this pastime. Every day Just listening to the radio at home.

For things like traveling, as long as you're not too tired, it's good to move around.

It’s not like I’m asking the old man to go hiking, just take a stroll in the car and take photos, that’s fine.

On the side, Zhao Feiyan looked at Zhang Haonan curiously. She originally thought that Zhang Haonan obeyed the instructions of his ancestors, but now it turns out that is not the case.

Once the temper gets louder, no one really buys it...

Wow, it turns out there is still this side.

Stimulate.

Feeling like she had discovered a new world again, Zhao Feiyan chewed pistachios and looked at Zhang Haonan with a silly smile.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly asked Cai Daxia: "Uncle, why do the older generations in the family say that Haonan looks like an old lady? The old lady is about 1.9 meters tall, but Haonan is not that tall either?"

"Oh, it means that they look similar and do similar things."

Cai Daxia put down his business card, walked to the door and sat on the small backrest bamboo stool, and then said, "I have known about my sister before she married uncle Zhang's wife. He came to Chengdongpan three hundred acres The silver ingot in the land was obtained by killing the housekeeper who went to Huaihe to collect accounts."

As if recalling the legends of the past, Cai Daxia had never seen the ruthless methods of this uncle of the Zhang family, but since he could marry his mother-in-law who had passed away for who knows how many years, he couldn't be just an incompetent person. Street gangster.

It's taboo to leave the house, and it won't be easy if someone follows you later.

Zhang Haonan now has two grandfathers who are still alive. He was the youngest long-term worker under the old lady.

A generation older than the two great-grandmothers can also talk about that year, the legend has actually come to an end.

"Zhang Haonan's little Chenguang is like an uncle of the Zhang family. We often say that this little boy will definitely have a future. It's not a polite word, but we really think so."

Cai Daxia smiled and said, "It's easy to become a millionaire in the new era, but I didn't expect that I could be more promising."

"Earning money means you have a future, right?"

"Otherwise, what else? If you can build an atomic bomb, I won't say anything else."

He took another cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the iron dustpan, and continued, "You are not an official, and you are not knowledgeable. Those who are farmers, industry, and merchants only have the latter three."

While they were chatting, two teenagers rode bicycles to the door. After greeting Cai Daxia for the New Year, they cautiously came to Zhang Haonan and called "Ah Da" without any reminder from their parents. They were very polite.

Zhang Haonan, who stood up half a head taller than them, asked Zhao Feiyan, took two red envelopes, and stuffed them into their hands: "If you start studying in the No. 2 Middle School this year, don't worry about which entertainment city you go to to play video games. I'll take care of your academic performance directly." Call your class teacher and ask."

"..."

"..."

The two teenagers who were similar in age to Zhang Haowei suddenly felt that this New Year was not happy at all. The smiles were all on the faces of their parents, grandfather, and cousins...

"What? You two seem a little unconvinced? Are you unhappy?"

"No!"

"No no……"

Zhang Haonan nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, I will ask you the same thing as I will ask my brothers at home. Your family has already agreed."

"..."

"..."

The two Cai brothers were immediately speechless. They had also heard about Zhang Haowei singing the national anthem at the entrance of Chakang Middle School...