Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

"Tang Tang, eat well." Yang Qingdai raised her hand to call the waiter and changed Tang Danbai's teacup. "It's autumn now, don't be so irritable, it hurts your liver."

Yang Ziling looked up with a confused look in her eyes. Why did her sister's way of addressing Tang Danbai sound so awkward?

Noticing Yang Ziling's gaze, she picked up another shrimp dumpling for him and said, "Be good and eat well. I'll tell you when we get back."

"Oh~" Yang Ziling began to eat hard again.

Li Shihao immediately asked Tang Danbai to refill the tea, "Future Master, please have some tea to calm down."

Father Li felt so angry when he saw his son who was trying to please him that he was eating barbecued pork.

"Jia Jun, let's talk for a moment."

When everyone had finished their meal and left the teahouse, Father Li couldn't help himself after all, and spoke to Yang Jiajun under Li Shihao's expectant eyes.

Yang Jiajun nodded and said to Yang Qingdai and the others, "You guys go have fun by yourselves. I'll find a place to talk with your uncle Li. I'll go back to the hotel later."

"Aunt Yang, don't worry, I'm driving. I'll just take my future master wherever he wants to go." If Li Shihao had a tail behind him, it would have turned into a propeller by now.

Thinking of what his family had done before, Li Shihao repeatedly assured: "Don't worry, Aunt Yang, my future master can break my neck with one hand, I will never do anything reckless."

Tang Danbai's mouth twitched, thinking, you really misjudged me. The person who can break your neck with one hand is Yang Qingdai, not me. Even if it is him, he is no match for the brother and sister.

Yang Jiajun smiled and fixed Yang Qingdai's hair. "Go and do your business first, then go out and play. Don't delay Xiao Ziling's time to go abroad."

Yang Qingdai agreed with a smile, "I understand, little aunt. I promise that I will never delay Xiao Ziling's work. Little aunt, we are leaving first."

"Go ahead, and be careful on the road." Knowing that the three of them had high fighting power, he still couldn't help but remind them.

"I know~"

A few people waved at them, and Li Shihao drove over to pick them up without thinking, saying casually: "Dad, if you want to go back, please trouble Aunt Yang to take you there. I'm leaving now, bye~"

Father Li was so angry that he yelled, "It's better to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork than to give birth to you!"

All he got in response was the sound of car exhaust.

Father Li looked back at Yang Jiajun, and seeing that she remained calm, he felt relieved.

Following Yang Jiajun to a nearby coffee shop, Yang Jiajun ordered herself a cup of black coffee, while Li's father ordered himself a cup of warm water.

Father Li smiled awkwardly, "After all these years, I still can't get used to drinking foreigners' stuff."

"Brother Li, this is..."

"Don't call me Brother Li anymore, it makes me anxious. When we were little, you followed your father and learned how to call me 'Fengzi'. Now that I'm half buried in the earth, it feels strange to call me that."

Perhaps stimulated by his own barbecued pork son, Father Li seemed to have completely given up on treatment and was chatting leisurely with Yang Jiajun about old times.

Yang Jiajun took a sip of black coffee, the bitter taste lingering between her lips and teeth, "It's all old news. Now that I've grown up, I still need to be sensible in my behavior."

Li Feng understood the meaning of the words and sighed softly, "What do you think of Ah Hao's child?"

I had gone too far in that matter, and ended up destroying the only remaining friendship we had.

"It's fine." A heartless second-generation rich kid.

Even Yang Qingdai could trick him into being sold, so Li Shihao would probably have to foolishly help her count the money from selling himself.

Li Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Pretty good? He was spoiled by his grandma in his early years. Only after I brought him by my side these years did he manage to be a little more calm.

I still have some energy to keep an eye on him now. But if I die one day, this child..."

Li Feng did not continue speaking, and Yang Jiajun also knew what he meant by the unfinished words.

I replied to him very politely: "Brother Li is now in his prime, your son Hao will be fine if you teach him for a few more years."

Li Feng smiled sadly, "It's been a few years. Now, you are the only one I can trust to take care of my child."

Yang Jiajun was startled and sat up straight, "What's going on?"

"It's the advanced stage of cancer." He added quietly, "Yijun and the others don't know."

Yang Jiajun frowned: "Nonsense, why don't you let them know?"

She was not the kind of person who cared about every little thing. All the past grudges were nothing compared to life and death. "Have you ever thought about how they would live if you suddenly died one day?"

"Have you dealt with all the people who should be dealt with?" Li Feng looked into Yang Jiajun's eyes with a smile.

Yang Jiajun was stunned. "You?"

Li Feng now smiled calmly, "Otherwise, why do you think I specially arranged that scene in the banquet hall?"

"I'm not a heartless person." He drank boiled water as if he was tasting some fine wine, "Your father didn't have a good life back then, and he gave me half of his food rations so that my family could survive.

Before he died, he quietly entrusted you to me. If I fail to fulfill my promise to him, how can I face him, my uncle, a hundred years later?"

Yang Jiajun: !!!

No wonder she was so easy to deal with those two-faced people in the company. It could be described as being at ease. It was so smooth that she even felt that there must be some conspiracy behind it.

Unexpectedly, the back-up was Li Feng, without any conspiracy, just because he entrusted his son to others before his death.

Yang Jiajun felt bitter and sad, and more importantly, she felt an indescribable emotion. Her voice was choked with sobs: "Brother Feng..."

Li Feng waved his hand, "Don't be so nagging. Eighteen years later, I am a brave man again. What I am most worried about now is that kid Ah Hao. From now on, I'll ask you to help me look after him."

He also made proper arrangements for his elderly mother and wife, and the inheritance he left them was enough to ensure that they would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

Yang Jiajun nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Now he follows Tang Danbai like an obedient puppy, but, "I have gradually moved the industries in Xiangjiang back to the mainland of Dragon Country, and Ah Hao will..."

"If possible, take him back with you."

The situation in Hong Kong is becoming increasingly unclear, and no one knows what it will become in the future.

It is better to leave early. Maybe you can gain a foothold in the developing Dragon Continent in the future.

He is very optimistic about the young people like Yang Jiajun and Yang Qingdai.

If she and Tang Danbai were not a couple, he would have asked his barbecued pork son to pursue Yang Qingdai.

Will Yang Qingdai be attracted to his son?

That depends on whether there is smoke coming out of his ancestral grave?

Li Feng raised his head and looked into the distance, "Hong Kong is in such a mess right now, I can't bear to see it, but I still have to go back to my homeland.

I plan to send them all back at the end of the year under the pretext of returning to my hometown in Zhongshan to pay homage to my ancestors."