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

Time flies by like a fleeting moment.

Parallel universe, 1955, early year.

Winter vacation is about to end in half a month. Since the second half of last year, Li Zihang has been training in the mountains every week. As a result, every Monday when he goes to school, his body is covered with bruises.

Later, the teacher found out and almost made a big mistake. It was still hot at that time. But Li Zihang wore a long-sleeved shirt to hide the wound on his body.

A classmate was playing with him and accidentally tore his clothes. Then the scars all over his body were exposed in front of the whole class.

Seeing his body covered with scars, his classmates expressed their concern and reported the matter to the teacher.

After the teacher called him to the office, he was surrounded by teachers with his bare chest.

In order to explain the origin of these scars, he used coaxing, deception and lies, but the teachers still did not believe him.

As the beloved teacher in the school and a family member of the martyr, in order to understand all this, the principal took the police to his home to understand the situation. He looked like he would arrest someone immediately if something went wrong.

Grandma Li saw the police bringing Li Zihang to her home. She thought something serious had happened. She quickly called her grandfather and asked him to come back.

Later, the old man who learned about the situation explained it to the principal and two police officers with a smile on his face.

Seeing the suspicious eyes of the police and the principal, they didn't really believe what the old man said. Then the old man used a big move.

He said he was a representative of the National People's Congress, a family of martyrs, a glorious family, a patriotic businessman, and the president of the Children's Protection Organization of the Sijiucheng Welfare House. How could he abuse his only grandson?

Then, the police visited the street office and finally believed what the old man said.

When the police and the principal left, they said something to the old man earnestly. Li Zihang is already very good. I know the old man wants his son to be successful. But don't be too strict. If you force him to grow too fast or he becomes useless, it will be troublesome.

Hearing those words, the old man's mouth twitched.

After returning to school, the teacher explained it again in class, fearing that the students would misunderstand.

However, because Li Zihang was good at studying and younger than them, and even skipped a grade to enter a higher school, they were more willing to believe their own judgment. They said that Li Zihang's family forced him to study. If he didn't study, he would be beaten, which caused the injuries all over his body.

From then on, all his classmates spoiled him and looked at him with eyes full of pity and love.

As a result, if anyone has something delicious or fun, I will give him some to eat. If there is a new toy, I will also take him to play with it.

Li Zihang was so confused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although he explained many times, the more he explained, the less his classmates believed him. Later, he just let them do what they wanted.

Just after the Chinese New Year, Li Zihang went to Babaoshan with his grandparents to visit his parents' graves. Then he went to the village to worship his ancestors. In the past few years, Li Zihang and Mr. Ye have been in touch. He would visit them from time to time with gifts during the Chinese New Year and other festivals. He played with the old man's youngest son and daughter. After all, they are of similar age.

Li Zihang came to the house without asking for favors. He always visited with the mentality of a younger generation visiting an elder. The old man liked this smart, sensible, and handsome and talented boy very much. He threatened to take him as his son-in-law.

When the old man found out, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. But Li Zihang just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.

Before the end of the first month of the lunar year, the official announcement of the issuance of the second set of RMB was published in the newspapers.

The street office also began to go around explaining.

Exchange ratio 1:

In the past, 10 yuan was exchanged for one yuan. The largest denomination of the new currency is 1 yuan. Coins are 2 cent, 5 cents, and cents.

Banknotes: 1 cents, 2 cents, 5 cents.

1 yuan, 2 yuan, 5 yuan, 10 yuan.

At that time, 70% of the people in the country were illiterate. When I heard that yuan could be exchanged for one yuan, my family's assets were seriously reduced. There were many jokes.

Next door, Jia Zhang, the second aunt, and two other families cried bitterly. Later, after passing by the street and explaining to the uncle, they finally understood the situation.

After the first RMB exchange, joint ventures, and this second RMB exchange, the assets of Li Zihang's family have basically surfaced.

North room, central hall. The old man, Gou Zi, Uncle Qi, Li Zihang. All of them were sitting in the living room discussing the currency exchange.

Uncle Qi looked at the old man with a frown on his face and spoke first: "Uncle, let's do it the same way we did before. It will be a little troublesome at most."

Gouzi: "Master, don't worry. We have arranged everything. We are just waiting for you to put the money in to exchange. The most we will lose is some running fee."

The old man was silent, thinking about his own things. Suddenly, an idea flashed through Li Zihang's mind. He asked with some hesitation: "Grandpa, are you worried that our family's wealth will be exposed? Are you afraid that it will end up like Shen Wansan back then?"

As soon as he said this, several people stared at him. The old man even gestured for him to continue.

Li Zihang: "Grandpa, from the first set of RMB, to the joint venture, to the current second set of RMB."

"The backgrounds of capitalists across the country have probably been calculated by the state. Even if there are differences, they won't be too big."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just look at the dividends from the public-private partnership last year, which was distributed over half a year ago. The government can roughly calculate our family's income over the years."

"Our combined assets as capitalists are estimated to account for 60 percent of the country's income."

"Do you think the higher-ups will be assured that we have such a huge fortune?

After hearing his words, the room was eerily quiet for several minutes.

The old man sighed and said, "Yes! Class antagonism began from the moment the government was established."

"More than a decade has passed. The storm is about to fall."

"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. I can't change the rain, but if I know it's going to rain, I can hide where the rain won't get on me. My mother is going to get married, so I have to choose a good stepfather too."

The old man seemed to have made a decision, his eyes became sharp, and he said firmly: "Xiao Qi, you should keep 5% of the dividends from all the industries in the past six months for your family. Donate 4% to the Sijiucheng Welfare House and the Child Protection Organization. Donate the remaining % to the government."

"Future dividends will also be distributed according to this ratio."

"Also, Xiaoqi, take Xiaohang's words to the tribe. Tell them my decision as well."

After listening to this, Uncle Qi said, "Master, what if those people in the clan don't listen?"

The old man: "Then just ask them directly, money or life. Even the remaining layer is enough for them to live comfortably. Add to that the old foundation, it's enough for three generations of affluence. And they're still not satisfied."

"Gouzi, prepare the car and follow me to the city hall."

"Xiao Qi, after you take this message back, come back immediately to exchange the new money."

When the old man was about to leave, he sighed, turned around and walked back to the study, and after a while, he took out a white tiger jade pendant and handed it to Uncle Seven.

When Uncle Seven saw the jade pendant, he stood up immediately, looking a little incredulous.

Uncle Seven, with his eyes wide open, asked quickly: "Uncle, it hasn't come to this, has it?"

The old man said seriously, "Xiao Qi, listen to me. If they don't listen, you must take out the jade pendant and call a clan meeting. Make sure they carry out the order. Otherwise, the whole family will be expelled from the clan and expelled from the ancestral home."

After he finished speaking, the old man turned around and left, leaving Uncle Qi and Li Zihang staring at each other.

When Li Zihang saw the White Tiger Jade Pendant for the first time, he asked his seventh uncle what it was in confusion.

Uncle Seven said with a complicated expression: "The White Tiger Jade Pendant was a token of our separation from our ancestral home. Later, 12 trading companies of the same clan formed a chamber of commerce, and the token represented the person in charge of the chamber of commerce. Later, it evolved into a token of the clan leader. Later, it became a symbol of our entire clan's supreme power."

"The jade pendant represents the clan leader. When the clan meeting is held, seeing the jade pendant is like seeing the clan leader. It has the power of veto and decision. If someone does not obey, the jade pendant can be used to carry out the highest punishment in the clan, such as expulsion from the clan and expulsion from the ancestral home."

"As long as you take out the jade pendant, it means that you have no right to negotiate. It's the final word."

After hearing this, Li Zihang was shocked. This is similar to the gold medal of the ancient emperor.

Li Zihang said with some doubt: "What if they don't listen? Are they going to resist the government's enforcement?"

Uncle Qi sneered and said, "Don't listen? Who dares not to listen to what the whole clan discussed together back then? If they don't listen today, it means that there will be no rules in the clan in the future. The middle and old generations will definitely not agree. The financial power is in the hands of our two generations. If anyone doesn't listen, we have ways to deal with them."

"Besides, all of our generations have taken the old man as their backbone. No one will play the game of slapping themselves on the right cheek with their left hand."

Uncle Qi went out to do some work after he finished speaking, leaving Li Zihang alone to think about his problems.