Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Duan Jiajia used to code on a computer keyboard, but suddenly changed to handwriting, which was a bit uncomfortable at first.

But writing is very smooth.

After all, this was a story she had written before. Not only was it not awkward when she wrote it again, but all the things she was not satisfied with before were revised.

This short story is about a mysterious sect that has a special status in the martial arts world.Not only are the disciples of this sect extraordinary in skill and martial arts, but they also have no disputes with this sect, except that every 50 years a disciple is sent out to roam the rivers and lakes to reward good and punish evil.

Therefore, every time the 50-year appointment approaches, the sects and knights in the world will restrain themselves, just not to attract the attention of this sect.

After all, this sect appears every 50 years, and there will be a few sects who are rich and unkind, and use their martial arts skills to disappear into the world.

But under such circumstances, when everyone was careful, a death occurred in an inn.

The first person to die was the head escort of the escort agency.

Later, there were several heads or hall masters.

They are all well-known figures in the martial arts world.

Another thing they have in common is that they are all well-known good people.

For a time, everyone in the inn was suspicious of each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Among these people who were accusing and doubting each other, a girl dressed as a Miao girl attracted everyone's attention.

After writing this, Duan Jiajia put down the pen and shook his wrist.

She has never written so many words in one breath since the college entrance examination.

After going to college, homework is done directly on the computer. Sometimes I need to use pen and paper, but it is almost impossible to write tens of thousands of words in one go.

Duan Jiajia shook her sore and swollen hands and continued writing.

The girl was suspected at first, but no matter how she was asked, she had evidence of alibi.

With in-depth investigation, everyone was surprised to find that these good people were not what they appeared to be.

The enthusiastic and righteous chief escort was actually a gangster who was involved in a murder case that put everyone in the world in danger 20 years ago.

The kind-hearted old master turned out to be a personal trafficker. The disciples in the sect were not so-called orphans at all, but were stolen or abducted by him.Train those children to be the most loyal dogs in the sect, and let them do all the bad things for him through life and death.

The hall master who is said to have a bodhisattva heart is not the legendary kind-hearted person, but a femme fatale who brutally killed dozens of girls in order to stay young forever.

This result subverted the imagination of everyone present.

But if this matter spreads, I don’t know what kind of bloody rectification the disciples of that mysterious sect will make to the martial arts world.

Just when everyone, either for favors or for peace, tried to cover up the deaths of these people and the deeds they had done during their lifetimes.

The girl who had not been taken seriously by them walked out, her silver bells jingling on her body, and she hung the crime she had written on the eaves of the inn.

The scroll dropped, and every word was a mockery of these martial arts people who claimed to be chivalrous.

The girl, with a ghostly figure, slapped everyone present twice, and with a sharp whistle, countless carrier pigeons flew out from the backyard of the inn, spreading the news here throughout the world.

Before anyone could recover, they saw the girl flying out of the inn, leaving a warning and leaving quietly.

Duan Jiajia wrote the last period, sat at the desk and exhaled heavily.

In fact, she originally designed a series, and there is still a lot to expand on the girl and the sect behind the girl.

As a result, the brain of the editor-in-chief who killed a thousand swords was probably half water and half flour. If he moved even a little bit, his head would become mushy!

Let’s not talk about her being stingy, but she later went on to make drastic innovations in the magazine.

In the end, the innovation directly killed the slightly famous magazine.

Duan Jiajia only found out after seeing the complaints in the circle of friends of former colleagues that the editor-in-chief was a rich second generation, and the magazine was just a small branch of their company. It was classified into the upper level in the annual report without even a specific name. The presence.

"No wonder they say they are not afraid of the rich second generation's arrogance, but they are afraid of the rich second generation's entrepreneurship." Her idiot editor-in-chief is not starting a business, but just innovating on the existing basis will mess it up!

After Duan Jiajia complained about the editor-in-chief for a while, she shook her clothes.

It was sweltering.

She thought that sitting all the time was not an option, and her messy hair also needed to be taken care of.

She didn't even change her clothes or shoes, so she just walked out with her pink crystal plastic slippers.

Although Duan Jiajia thinks these slippers are ugly.

But it is undeniable that these slippers are the trend of this era!

"Is Jiajia going out?" Old man Huang, who was sitting under the eaves to enjoy the cool air, was wearing a cattail leaf fan and an old man's vest that was slightly washed out, looking at Duan Jiajia with a loving face.

The Huang family and the Xue family, Grandpa Duan Jiajia's family, have a good relationship.

Qin Fen didn't dare to bully the original person openly. When he bullied the original person behind his back, Old Man Huang protected him and asked the original person to go to Huang's house to eat from time to time so that he wouldn't starve.

Duan Jiajia smiled and nodded: "Yeah. Go buy a popsicle and take care of your hair."

Old Man Huang noticed Duan Jiajia's messy short hair, and remembered Duan Jiajia's long, satin-like hair. He suddenly became angry and cursed: "Qin Fen, you are an inhumane thing, use your hair to sell it for money! I Let’s see what happens to her!”

As he said that, Old Man Huang touched his pocket again and asked, "Do you have money on you? If you don't have any money, I'll give it to you first, and your father will pay it back to me later."

"Yes!" Duan Jiajia said quickly: "My dad gave it to me. Grandpa Huang, I'm going to get my hair cut first, and I'll bring you ice cream later."

She had heard Old Man Huang defend Duan Shunan before, so buying an ice cream was nothing now.

Probably because he inherited his original memory, Duan Jiajia also had a good impression of Old Man Huang.

Of course Old Man Huang wanted to refuse, but Duan Jiajiachu ran faster than he could speak with his slippers on, and jumped up three steps with one step of his long legs.

After going up the stairs, you will find the main road. Several shops opposite are hung with bamboo curtains. They are local chess and card rooms and mahjong parlors.

Duan Jiajia looked at it curiously and sighed secretly: "A small gamble is also a gamble. This kind of thing is really difficult to put an end to."

A little further ahead is a barber shop, which was also state-owned in the early years, but became privately owned the year before last.

As one of the few barber shops in the entire forest farm, the environment in the shop is very simple, with only one barber and an apprentice.

The apprentices cut the hair for children. The boys all have bald heads, and the girls all have baby heads.

The barber was cutting hair for adults, and there was a woman sitting nearby with a red and green plastic curling iron on her head, waiting to have her hair curled.

Duan Jiajia looked around at the door. The business was good, but the queue was a bit long.

Looking up at the scorching sun that burned his skin, Duan Jiajia planned to come back for a haircut in the evening.

As soon as I turned around, I heard someone calling me from the barber shop.

"Duan Jiajia! Duan Jiajia, is your stepmother really sitting there because of your troubles?"