Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

The snow was still falling. Chang Zhengyang tucked in the quilts for the two children, turned off the bedside lamp, and gently closed the door.

"Are Yingya and the others asleep?"

"Well, everyone is asleep..."

Shen Qianwen was leaning on the bed reading a book. Chang Zhengyang lifted the quilt and got on the bed. He reached out to put his arm around her waist, but she held his hand down.

"what?"

"Is Tokiwa good looking?"

"Well, hey, this matter can't be resolved!"

Chang Zhengyang felt the soft flesh on his waist being twisted forcefully, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

Shen Qianwen let go of her hand, turned over and sat on him, looking down at him.

"Okay, I knew you were still thinking about her. What's the matter? Do you want to be like Lao Ding and the others, with red flags flying high at home and colorful flags flying outside?"

Chang Zhengyang raised his hands and begged for mercy, "God, I swear to God, Chang Pan is indeed pretty. We have to seek truth from facts. We can't lie and say that she is ugly. If she is ugly, then what is my wife?"

Shen Qianwen nodded, agreeing with Chang Zhengyang's statement. Chang Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief, but Shen Qianwen's face turned serious and she sneered, "Then why didn't you stop Lao Ding when you knew he was making a mistake? Don't tell me you are out of reach. I think you just let him go. Tell me, are you still connected with Chang Pan?"

"You are outrageous. You little bitch, you are so angry today. Today, I will restore your authority as a husband!"

Chang Zhengyang straightened his waist, turned over, turned Shen Qianwen over and pressed her under him, and quickly stripped her clothes off...

The north was blizzard-stricken, while the south was scorching hot. In the New Rebel Army's barracks, shouts were deafening, and the soldiers were doing endurance training under the scorching sun.

You have to work hard. If anyone dares to be lazy, the commander's big leather shoes will fall on their butts. Besides, the treatment of the New Rebel Army is really good, and no one wants to be kicked out for not taking training seriously.

drip...

A jeep stopped at the side of the training ground with a swish. Zheng Yaoxian, wearing sunglasses, jumped out of the car and walked quickly into the shed.

"Old Ding, there's an urgent matter for you."

Old Ding, who was crossing his legs and supervising the training of the soldiers, put down his legs in surprise, stood up and took the telegram from Zheng Yaoxian's hand, but did not notice that the smile on the other's face was very strange.

"What urgent matter is it that requires your sixth brother to deliver it?"

Lao Ding took the telegram and read it. There were only a few words on it: Lao Ding, sister-in-law and Sitian have come to see you.

"My wife and Sitian are coming to see me?"

Old Ding exclaimed, then was overjoyed and rushed out excitedly, but was stopped by Zheng Yaoxian.

"Old Zheng, anything else?"

Zheng Yaoxian pulled down his sunglasses and looked at Lao Ding teasingly: "Lao Ding, have you forgotten something?"

Old Ding was a little confused and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Yaoxian approached him and said, "Have you forgotten about the two girls in your room?"

Old Ding took a deep breath and said, "Hiss, yes, yes, you are right, Old Zheng. How could I have forgotten about this? I will go and send them away right now. Old Zheng, you are really nice..."

Zheng Yaoxian just raised his hand and patted Old Ding on the shoulder, saying meaningfully: "Old Ding, don't forget the oath you made under the flag. My family asked me to tell you that this matter ends here. If you can't control yourself, don't go back. There is no Ding Wei in this world anymore. There is only a Nanyang warlord named Tom Ding!"

Lao Ding's face changed. Seeing this, Zheng Yaoxian said nothing more, turned around and got into the car and left.

When the dust raised by the jeep entered his eyes, Lao Ding belatedly raised his hand to rub his eyes.

"Fuck it, I almost forgot that I have to go back and put on my own military uniform. Haha, you guys are saying that I'm exaggerating. What good can the fucking Russians be? I'm going to go back and slap you in the face!"

Old Ding muttered to himself while rubbing his eyes. He didn't know if it was because there was too much wind and sand or what, but he kept rubbing his eyes until tears came down.

……

Morgan, this is a well-known and famous name in America.

In America, you may not know who the president is, but you must know who Morgan is.

In America, although there are many financial groups, the only two families that really have the final say are the Rockefeller and Morgan families. The former is of Anglo-Saxon descent, and the latter is of Jewish descent. The two sides have formed a close alliance and firmly control the country of America.

Many people think that the Rothschild family is the most powerful family in the world. In fact, this is just a rumor and is long outdated.

Whether a family is strong or not, without the support of a strong country, even if the family is strong, it will only appear strong on the surface, and at most it can only scare ordinary people.

The Rothschild family originated from France, but the problem is that in today's world, France is only the third of the five great benefactors, and is still one level behind the first two!

Even the position of the third is now in jeopardy, because there is a harmless rabbit in the East who is about to take back his seat.

Just imagine that without a backer, how could the Rothschild family have the qualifications to compete with the Rockefeller and Morgan families?

It’s quite interesting to say that Rockefeller and Morgan were both employees of the Rothschild family back then. They were senior managers sent by the Rothschild family to the United States to develop the market.

However, things change over time. With the support of the powerful American national strength, the Rockefeller and Morgan families no longer take their old employer seriously.

These two families can get whatever they want in America. Even the former emperors of China were not as happy as them.

Because the emperor of China still had to consider moral constraints, the Rockefeller and Morgan families were unable to restrain them at all.

In a luxurious manor covering thousands of acres on Long Island, New York, Morgan III woke up from his sleep after a crazy night. The hangover made him dizzy and he didn't want to get up for a while.

Ok?

Why is it so sticky and smells like blood?

Smell of blood, smell of blood?

Morgan III, who was in a daze, suddenly realized something. His whole body shuddered and his mind immediately became clear. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw a pair of huge eyes that were still open, staring at him.

"what……"

After a chaotic scene, Morgan III, who had already washed up, sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, with bodyguards kneeling on the ground opposite him.

And a horse's head that had already become stiff. That was Morgan III's favorite horse, Lilith!

He played with the cards in his hand for a long time without saying anything.

"Spring Breeze Combat Team, Sima Hui!"