Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

Parallel time and space, Sijiu City.

1960 AD was a leap year in the Gregorian calendar.

The lunar year of Gengzi (Year of the Rat) has a leap June, a total of 384 days.

So many big things happened this year.

The country's first atomic bomb was tested successfully.

The successful development of China's nuclear weapons made all those neighbors who were ready to make moves calm down all of a sudden.

The whole country is still in the midst of a severe famine. In some places, millions of people have died of starvation, disease, natural disasters, and man-made calamities.

This year, the young future father of hybrid rice.

Seeing countless corpses on the roadside along the way, he vowed to develop high-yield rice that would stop the Chinese people from going hungry.

Because Sijiu City is not far from the place where the famine is most severe.

In this desolate era, a large number of refugees left their homes and embarked on a long journey northwards.

They walked unsteadily, with haggard faces, carrying confusion and hope for the future.

Some people went through untold hardships and headed north to Sijiu City.

This ancient city became their home.

The government set up relief points in the countryside outside the city to provide food and basic necessities to these relocated people.

In the wilderness, simple tents and crude dwellings were built one after another, forming temporary settlements.

But at this time, the original inhabitants of the city could barely get enough to eat, not to mention the people who were fleeing famine.

In order to survive, countless refugees embarked on the long journey north.

They were like zombies, carrying all their belongings, through Shanhaiguan and arriving in the vast four eastern provinces.

These refugees looked haggard, skinny, and their clothes were tattered. They supported each other and walked along the winding road.

Some people fall down on the road forever, and some people don’t even know why they keep walking.

They just wanted to find a place to get a full meal.

These people's journey was full of hardships and difficulties.

Some people walked unsteadily, carrying simple bags on their backs, while others pushed shabby carts filled with their belongings.

Some people even went to the border area between the rabbit and the bear.

If they hadn't been stopped by the border guards, some of them would have reached Siberia.

Some people settled in Outer Mongolia, and some even moved collectively to no-man's land, forming a new small society.

What these people don’t know is that in the future their descendants will lose their Chinese nationality.

In the future, they will not be recognized by any country, have no identity, and no nationality.

In a luxurious office in a high-rise building somewhere in Hong Kong.

The second and third masters of the Li family sat together again to discuss things.

Mr. Li San said while smoking a cigar with a sad face.

"Brother, this is not a solution."

"In the past two years, all our earnings have been converted into food and shipped back to the mainland."

After saying this, Mr. Li San was afraid that his second brother would misunderstand him, so he started to explain.

"It's not that I feel bad about the money. Now the Bald Eagle people are starting to be wary of me."

"Now foreigners are collectively blocking my access to the country, and some normal business and trade have been affected."

"The governments of Kangaroo Country and Bald Eagle Country also came to talk to me."

"I really can't bear it anymore."

Mr. Li was slumped in his boss's chair, looking up at the ceiling.

He said with a heavy heart.

"Don't talk about you. I can hardly keep my knighthood."

"Governor of Hong Kong, he calls me every few days to ask if I am a red child."

"The few plots of land I had picked out were all given to pro-Sun people by foreigners."

The third master of the Li family sighed and said.

"We have to change our strategy. If we continue like this, we will lose the property we have worked so hard to build."

When the third master of the Li family heard this, he asked a little worriedly.

"What about big brother?"

"Big Brother's letter requires us to transport grain to the interior at all costs."

“The great famine in the interior is no longer a matter of natural disaster.”

"All those ambitious people have started to move. On the surface, they are leaning on the left side, borrowing the ideas of that person and using his cover.

They exaggerate everything and make up false data. Then they whitewash the situation and try to cover it up when something goes wrong. "

"Even after the incident, they still refused to admit it. Last year, the two cargo ships of grain I transported arrived at the disaster-stricken area, but they actually refused to accept them."

"The grain was piled on the dock, and a fire turned all the grain into ashes."

“Sometimes I don’t understand what the point of doing this is.”

"Those people in the mainland don't care about the lives of the people. We tried our best to transport supplies to the mainland, but we still can't get a good result."

The second master of the Li family answered somewhat tiredly.

"Those people, for the sake of their own positions, used his thoughts and mistakes to bring some people down, and even wanted to pull him off the altar."

"When the time comes, small problems will accumulate into big problems. This is what those ambitious people want."

"If not enough people die, how can we force him to retreat to the second line?"

The second master of the Li family said here helplessly.

"The lives and deaths of millions of people are just victims of their struggle. Politics can drive normal people crazy and make them forget their original intentions."

Later in the office, the third master of the Li family was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice that his cigar had gone out.

Mr. Li Sanye held a cigar in one hand and stroked his slicked-back hair with the other.

Said slowly.

"There's news from Old Four."

"Young Marshal, plead with the bald guy. He has been pardoned."

"He's idle at home now, should we go check it out?"

When Mr. Li Er heard the news about his fourth brother, his eyes lit up.

The second and third masters of the Li family are in the room.

They kept discussing the current situation and the next plan of action.

"Now is not the time to go see the fourth one. Wait for a while."

The second master of the Li family said in a resolute tone. His eyes were firm, but at the same time, they also revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Let's get the smuggling sorted out."

"This way, we will be more confident in taking the upper-level route in the future."

"Foreigners are greedy, so let's drag them into this. From now on, the smuggling of grain will be left to those short mules."

"We just need to get through to the upper echelons, and we won't do it openly."

"This way they can have a way out."

Mr. Li Sanye nodded, seeming to agree with the plan.

His eyes were full of desire and determination, as if he saw the vision of future success.

In Sijiu City, Li Zihang has arranged everything.

Even the pets in the backyard were transported back to the secret base by the Eleventh Ancestor.

Nanluoguxiang, another alley.

Li Zihang was arranging things for his secret guards.

Fourteen teenage boys and girls were sitting in the not-so-small room.

Li Zihang said in a heavy tone while sitting in the main seat.

"You have done a great job in the past two years~"

"But this is not enough. I need you to train a leader among those people and give him authority."

"It would be best if we could achieve the effect of one call and a hundred responses among the children of the poor."

Li Zihang said with a change of tone.

"Remember, you must not show up, just control him secretly."

"The person who was pushed out was just a sacrifice. You have to know the scale."

After the group of teenagers understood, Li Zihang got up and went to meet Lao Mo.

Today he is going to have dinner with some top yanei.

Lao Mo’s decoration can be described as extremely luxurious and stylish.

To embody the concept of harmony with nature, design experts also carefully placed flowers, birds, insects and plants in the carvings on the walls, doors and columns, making people feel as if they are in a palace when dining there.

The waiters inside were all wearing maid outfits.

These waiters are all tall and beautiful with good looks and figures.

Among them there are quite a few female waiters from the Bear Country.

Nowadays, if you come here to eat, you have to dress up.

The looks from the diners were enough to make one feel so ashamed that he couldn't even raise his head.

Li Zihang was wearing a white custom-made suit shirt and high-end black suit pants today.

Low-top calfskin martin boots in black.

The hairstyle is the same as Grandpa Zhou’s.

This outfit matches his looks and temperament.

Walking in Lao Mo's restaurant, I charmed many waitresses.

In the private room of Lao Mo Western Restaurant, as soon as Li Zihang came in, he saw that five people had arrived earlier.

He knew three of them, but he had never seen the remaining two teenagers.

Someone in the box who knew him spoke up.

"Third Master, please, next time you dine with us, can you please not dress like this?"

"You made us feel so embarrassed. Didn't you see that when the waiters served the food, they were so busy peeking at you that the food almost fell on us?"

Li Zihang was too lazy to pay attention to him. The man who was talking was also a vice-state level official.

Everyone in the circle calls him Master Ye.

Li Zihang rolled his eyes at him and said.

"What can I do with the looks my parents gave me?"

Ye Shao said speechlessly.

"Look at your bad behavior. You are so ungrateful after getting an advantage."

Li Zihang ignored him and threw a pack of white box cigarettes on the table.

Then he said to another person.

"Brother Yi, who are these two young brothers? Can you introduce them to me?"

The 19-year-old youth called Brother Yi by Li Zihang, his father is also a vice-secretary of the National Federation of Literary and Art Circles. He has the same surname as him.

Brother Yi said after looking at the two brothers.

"Two young masters, please introduce yourselves."

The expression and tone he used when he said this were very casual, as if he treated them as his younger brothers.

One of the older boys stood up and introduced himself to Li Zihang.

"Third Master, my name is Li Jianguo, and next to me is my younger brother, Li Yuanchao."

"This time it was Brother Yi who brought us here to broaden our horizons."

Li Zihang looked at the young version of Li Yuanchao, and then he took a serious look at him.

Li Zihang saw the two brothers still standing there.

Said with a smile.

"Why are you still standing? Sit down~"

"I'm a few years older than you, so you can just call me Brother Hang."

When the two brothers Li Yuanchao heard Li Zihang ask them to sit down, they sat back stiffly.

It’s not that they are of low level, but that Li Zihang’s circle is truly the top-level small circle of yanei in the country at that time.

The person with the lowest status in public is Li Zihang.

But no one among the young masters of his family dared to look down on him.

The ancestral land of the Li family, the influence of the two founding major generals and lieutenant generals cannot be underestimated.

There are also officials from various ethnic groups, and the relationships are even more complicated.

Those who know his family are all the top people without exception.