Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

With the sound of firecrackers, 1983 turned a new page.

Looking back on the past year, Peng Wanhua’s goal set last year was moderately satisfactory—it has been exceeded.

I also did a lot of picking up things. I collected a lot of agates, jade, and porcelain. I also went to the cultural relics store many times to raid and got a lot of good things.

Several more courtyard houses within the Second Ring Road have been purchased, and they have been deployed in many fields such as finance, real estate, electronics, clothing, food and beverages, and transportation.

But he always felt a little uncomfortable.

If you think about it carefully, he seems to be fulfilling and moving forward every day, but he feels a bit empty.

Although I made money, I didn't seem to be happier because of it.

On the contrary, too many things involved too much of his energy, making him constantly busy, but he never had time to stop and think.

He is like a machine with no emotion, constantly devouring all kinds of wealth and material things.

How should we live our lives?

He once thought about making some money and working as an apartment owner, which was basically possible.

Is the next day just about making money and making money again?

Then apart from his handsome appearance, wouldn't he be filled with emptiness and boredom?

Of course, this does not mean that there will be no money later.

If money is earned.

For example, in the next stage, he feels that he will have to gradually get used to the transformation from being moderately aware that he is not interested in money, and even become the richest man in China.

After all, as a reborn person, becoming the richest man is essential.

People want skin, trees want faces.

He, Peng Wanhua, is also a respectable person and cannot embarrass the reborn.

The current richest man in China should be the chartered shipping king. This person went from investing in HSBC to becoming the world's shipping king, and then successfully acquired the British-owned Wharf.

Next, if he acquires Wheelock according to history, his net worth will reach 400 billion, making him the richest man in China.

Peng Wanhua is still far away from him, and this gap may not be caught up in two or three years.

Finally, the last word -

Making money shouldn't be everything in life.

Should there be a higher level of pursuit in life?

For example, becoming a technology expert or leader in a certain technical field?

For example, making a deafening voice in certain industries and leaving a lasting name?

Or for example, in some corners where the sun cannot reach, let the sun shine in?

He knew it was much harder than making money.

But once you are reborn, you have to leave a lasting mark.

……

Worshiping ancestors on the first day of the Lunar New Year is the first important thing to do in the new year.

There are a lot of people in the old house, basically three generations of the Peng family, old, middle and young.

First, the tributes are displayed. In previous years, they were mostly fish, meat and vegetables in bowls. This year, they directly prepared roasted suckling pig and roasted lamb, and then put all kinds of meat and fruits on the display.

Then they offer incense and kneel down in order of elder and younger.

Even a child as outspoken as Lao Liu kowtows to his ancestors with a serious face.

If Lou Zi was stabbed at this time, Father Peng and Mother Peng would probably stage a mixed doubles match.

Even the old man couldn't protect him.

After worshiping their ancestors, the children can wait for the incense to burn out and share the tributes.

The older generation says that by eating such tributes, ancestors can protect their descendants.

Peng Wanhua thinks it may be more about not wasting.

But I still picked up an apple and clicked it.

Father Peng thought he was a vegetarian, "Eat more, the blessings of our ancestors cannot be less."

Then I gave him a piece of crispy pig ear tip.

Peng Wanmei and Peng Wanlan ate more elegantly. They picked up a few pieces of mutton with chopsticks and stopped because they felt the smell was a bit strong.

The fourth and fifth laos all started eating the lamb chops directly.

Usually Lao Liu is most concerned about eating, but now there was no one around.

Peng Wanhua searched around for several times and finally found the person behind a grand master's chair.

When I looked at it, my dear, I saw this kid half squatting on the ground, holding a fat chicken butt in his left hand and a large leg of lamb in his right hand.

He took a big bite on the left side and nibbled on the right side. He ate very hard, and he was even concentrating on it and didn't notice Peng Wanhua at all.

Peng Jun also came. His family and Peng Wanhua's family had the same ancestors, so naturally they had to come to worship their ancestors.

He was taking a big piece of pig's trotter and chewing it until his mouth was full of oil.

"Good guy, you have such a big belly, if you continue to eat, be careful."

Peng Wanhua patted his friend's increasingly round belly and joked.

After hearing this, Peng Jun was stunned and a little confused: "What are the three highs?"

Peng Wanhua slapped his head, "Well, these days, food and clothing have not yet been solved, how happy would it be to get a high school degree?"

Moreover, in the past few years, everyone had been short of food and clothing and had not seen how thin Peng Jun was. He estimated that Peng Jun's physique was that of gaining weight even if he drank water, so he had no need to lose weight at all.

"It's okay then. Just eat. Eat big."

Peng Wanhua smiled.

"Well, it smells so good. Do you want to take a sip?"

Peng Jun stretched out his pig's trotters in front of him.

"Thanks, I've been very fed up recently and don't like eating these."

When Peng Wanhua saw that it was smooth and smooth with chews, he quickly waved his hand and refused.

"You guy, it seems that you are living a wonderful life in the capital, but you don't even like meat?

I remember when we were young, we would steal sweet potatoes from the production team, and you could eat three of them raw. If you catch a fish or a bird, your eyes will glow green. "

Peng Jun continued to chew on the pig's trotters, mumbling in his mouth as he recalled the past.

"Hahaha~"

Peng Wanhua chuckled, remembering that his family used to be poor, and they really racked their brains to get a bite of food, going up the mountains to catch birds and fishing in the water, doing whatever they could.

"Are you going fishing later? On the way here just now, we met Wen Zhan and went to visit the grave. We made an appointment with him."

Peng Jun asked him.

"Okay, wait for me to go back and bring some wine and some peanuts and melon seeds. We three brothers will have a good chat later."

Peng Wanhua agreed wholeheartedly.

Although I don’t have to worry about eating, fishing is a feeling that cannot be thrown away.

"Okay, your fishing rods are all at my house. I'll go back to get the fishing rods later. You can just go to the old place by the river."

Peng Jun grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and washed his greasy hands.

After ancestor worship, everyone went back to their homes.

Peng Wanhua packed three bottles of Zhuangyuanlang wine, a bunch of melon seeds and peanuts in a bamboo basket, then took a small horse from the kitchen and hurried towards the Qinghe River.

When he arrived at the river, the two friends had already thrown the fishhook into the river and were waiting for his arrival.

"Just waiting for you."

Peng Jun took the things from Peng Wanhua's hand and opened the wine skillfully.

Drink some wine on a cold day, otherwise it will be too cold to survive.

Liu Wenzhan stood up to say hello, and Peng Wanhua saw that although he was smiling, it was a bitter smile full of sadness.

"what happened?"

When Peng Wanhua saw Liu Wenzhan picking up the bottle and pouring it down without even chewing a peanut, he felt something was wrong and asked Peng Jun in a low voice.

"Hey~ What else can happen? It's just that he has a crush on a little girl in the factory, and that girl doesn't like him."

Peng Jun took a sip of wine and said carelessly.

Liu Wenzhan glanced at him and thought he was too talkative.

Peng Wanhua suddenly became interested in gossip, "Tell me in detail."

These days, it’s three times to get married.

Look at character, looks, and unit.

Needless to say, Liu Wenzhan's character is a pity that the girl is not interested in seeing his character after only looking at his appearance.

Liu Wenzhan is not ugly, but he is a little short, about 1.6 meters and a half tall. In addition, some are dark and some are thin, just like skinny monkeys.

The woman is 1.7 meters tall and wants to find a partner who cannot be shorter than her.

Liu Wenzhan failed this first point.

He is already quite old, so it is okay to grow whiter and gain some weight, but if he wants to grow five centimeters, it will be too difficult for him based on his ancestral genes.

Peng Wanhua encouraged: "Wenzhan, why do you want a wife? A grown man was born in heaven and earth, how can he miss the gentle land? Work hard on your career, and you can find one wherever you want in the future!"

"Do it!" Liu Wenzhan said simply.

Peng Jun: "..."

Peng Wanhua: "..."

I thought: This guy is an honest man.

But is this something you can do or not?

Well, it seems that it is true.

However, as a good friend, I still need to persuade.

"Don't worry, you don't have enough money to raise it. There will be many girls waiting for you in the future."

Peng Wanhua picked up the bottle and touched it with his friend to express his comfort.

Liu Wenzhan looked up at him.

There is a height difference of more than 20 centimeters between the two. Liu Wenzhan has to look up at the sky when looking at him.

"Ha~ don't comfort me. You don't have this kind of trouble, so naturally you don't understand my troubles."

Liu Wenzhan rubbed his sore neck and sighed with a sullen expression, "Oh! It's all my fault that I didn't eat enough when I was a kid. I'm a loser! I can't get a wife, so I'll be a bachelor for the rest of my life!"

Seeing that he was a little depressed, Peng Wanhua thought for a while, put his arm around his shoulders, and told him a story about a dwarf: "Don't think so, do you know Napoleon of France?"

"Ok?"

Liu Wenzhan shook his head.

"He is not as tall as you, but he eventually became the King of France. All this depends not on height, but on brains."

Peng Wanhua nodded.

"Oh?"

Liu Wenzhan became a little interested.

"In addition to almost unifying Europe, that guy is most famous for his marriage history. First he married a mature wife who was six years older than him, and then he married a princess who was 23 years younger than him!"

Peng Wanhua saw the disbelief on his face, and seemed to have a searching gaze that some men knew. He continued to smile and said: "But it is impossible for you to be the king now, but as long as you have money, you can also get a little one." Sweet wife.

Imagine carefully that you become the big boss and your partner is 23 years younger than you. It seems that she should be born three years later. So there is no need for you to worry. The size of your wallet really determines the age of your wife. "

Peng Wanhua gulped down the chicken soup.

Although this will be useless in later generations, it is very useful in this era.

After Liu Wenzhan heard this, he was immediately shocked. He stamped his feet, took a sip of wine, and said with high spirits: "Fuck, I want to become a rich man!"