70s rebirth daily

Couldn't help but uttered a few words of complaint, Song Fengchen raised his head, the wings of his nose bulged, and all the stale air in his chest dissipated.He turned his head and looked at Chen Bingwen, who was still in good order. He subconsciously patted the creases on his suit, and said helplessly, "Mr. Chen is making a joke."

"Where," Chen Bingwen waved his hand, "the first time I took a plane, I was far more embarrassed than you are now, Mr. Song. At that time, I was not only throwing up in the dark, but I was always surrounded by bodyguards when I got off the plane. It was memorized."

While talking, the two walked along the flow of people to the exit.

After passing the turnstile, I saw a group of people trotting over from a distance, led by a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s.

"Chen Sheng, I've waited for you!" The man spoke dry mandarin, stepped forward to shake hands with Chen Bingwen, but his eyes fell on Song Fengchen.

"Zhong Sheng, I didn't expect you to come to pick us up in person." Chen Bingwen withdrew his hand, and immediately pointed to Song Fengchen and said to the middle-aged man: "Zhong Sheng, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Song Fengchen. My family's business is Please help him solve it."

With that said, Chen Bingwen turned to look at Song Fengchen, "Mr. Song, this is Mr. Zhong Zan Yuzhong, who is also the current head of the Zhong family."

Zhong Zanyu immediately stretched out his right hand, with a humble and agitated expression: "Master Song, I trouble you to come all the way to Hong Kong. The Zhong family is really grateful."

"Mr. Zhong." With a decent smile on his face, Song Fengchen reached out to shake his hand, but his eyes fell on the gentleman's hat on top of his head.

Noticing Song Fengchen's gaze, Zhong Zanyu's face became even more excited, probably smelling the scent of Song Fengchen and the two of them, he immediately suggested: "Why don't I send a few of you to the hotel to stay, and after a short rest, go to my home."

Chen Bingwen looked sideways at Song Fengchen.

Song Fengchen nodded slightly: "Alright."

When the two of them got into the car, Zhong Zanyu sat directly on the passenger seat, and then said to the driver, "Peninsula Hotel."

"Okay, sir." The driver nodded, turned the steering wheel, and the car slowly drove out of the parking lot.

In the late 70s, Hong Kong City had completed its first economic transformation, and it was the time when industry and commerce were developing rapidly.Thanks to the advantages of the free trade system, the people in the Hong Kong city are living far more comfortably than ordinary people in the mainland.

Just like in mainland China, the monthly salary of the vice president of the country is 580 yuan, while in Hong Kong, taking ordinary hotel waiters as an example, they can get a minimum salary of [-] yuan for a month of work-and this is not enough. Including the usual tips received.

Of course, wage income and price level are completely different things.However, compared to the mainland where planned supplies are scarce, life is difficult without money, and money does not necessarily have a place to use, Hong Kong City, where the commodity economy is still prosperous, is instantly set off as a paradise-like existence.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, with well-arranged window displays and a wide variety of goods; people and traffic on the street are constantly flowing.

It's just that compared to the freshness brought to Song Fengchen by the Dongxian county town with a very old atmosphere, the first impression that the seemingly prosperous Hong Kong neighborhood gave him now is that it seems to have returned to the early [-]th century. Wealthy small county town.

Not really a surprise.

But they didn't know that his indifferent face, neither surprised nor surprised, fell into Zhong Zanyu's eyes, but became synonymous with maturity and prudence.

For this alone, Zhong Zanyu couldn't help but have a higher opinion of Song Fengchen.

When they arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, Zhong Zanyu helped open the room.

Climbing out of the bathtub, Song Fengchen felt as if he had come alive.

At the invitation of Zhong Zanyu, he had afternoon tea. After some conversation, Song Fengchen had a general understanding of the Zhong family.

The Zhong family's ancestral home was in Huzhou Province, and they made a living from fishing for generations.In the generation of Zhong Mengshen, Zhong Zanyu's father, the Qing Dynasty said it would be gone.In order to escape the war, Zhong Mengshen took his family and fled to Hong Kong.It is said that when his family was the poorest, the whole family starved for three days, and Zhong Zanyu's grandfather died of starvation at that time.

Fortunately, Zhong Mengshen still has some brains. He started as a coolie on the dock, saved a fortune by saving money, and then became a street peddler with the support of his wife.The business turned out to be surprisingly good. In less than two years, he changed from shot to shot, opened a shop, and became the boss.

It was at this time that his wife, who had always been devoted to him, became ill due to overwork, and there was no cure for medicine and stones. She passed away, leaving only a daughter who was under five years old.

Three years later, Zhong Mengshen's business grew bigger and bigger, but there was no one to take care of the elderly and children at home.With the help of his friends, he married the eldest daughter of the chief of the town's police station as a sequel.Because the lady of the bureau chief's family was a widow, it was not considered his high-ranking at that time.

It's just that a few years later, his old father-in-law would somehow catch the eyes of foreigners, transform himself into a member of the government parliament.

Later, his old father-in-law saw the right time and stuffed his brother-in-law into the customs.

Before his old father-in-law retired, his brother-in-law had already secured the position of head of customs.

It is through the shareholder style of his Yue family that the Zhong family is now.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Bingwen found the Zhong family as a partner.

After afternoon tea, led by Zhong Zanyu, the group went straight to Zhong's house.

At this time, Zhong Zanyu didn't want to hide anything, and directly led Song Fengchen to his father's bedside.

"This is Master Song, I hope I forgive you for being far away." Zhong Mengshen sat up with the support of his wife Jia Yan with a sick look on his face.

Zhong Zanyu took a deep breath, as if mustering up his courage, he took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to remove the gauze from Zhong Mengshen's head.

Song Fengchen followed, and following Zhong Zanyu's movements, all the gauze on Zhong Mengshen's forehead fell off, revealing a palm-sized tumor on the top of his head.

Probably because of seeing the light, the sarcoma slowly twisted and formed a rough outline.

After another dozen seconds, the outline of the sarcoma became more and more clear, resembling a human face.

Song Fengchen fixed his eyes, and the closed eyes on the man's face suddenly opened. He looked around, his eyes fell on Zhong's family, and he smiled.

Song Fengchen looked away, Zhong Zanyu frantically wrapped the gauze on again.

Song Fengchen said calmly: "So what the hell did your family do to force an old ghost who has been reincarnated twice to torment you even if the consequences of yin virtue are damaged?"

"It's all my fault." It was Zhong Mengshen who spoke, he gave a wry smile, panted heavily, and said, "The matter must have started more than 60 years ago..."

63 years ago, Zhong Mengshen fled to Hong Kong with his family.The days at that time were really difficult. He ate his last meal without a second meal, wore tattered clothes picked up from the garbage dump, and lived in a slum that was leaking from the wind and rain. Looking back now, Zhong Mengshen didn’t Know how you survived.

Later, under the introduction of an acquaintance, he entered the dock as a coolie.By chance, he heard the foreman talk about the history of the pier.

It is said that in the last years of Guangxu, a local gentry invited Mr. Fengshui to find a treasured place of Fengshui for his living father in advance.At that time, wealthy families were like this. They believed that burying their parents in a geomantic land would bless the prosperity of the family and make them rich.

Because a good terrain is not so easy to get, so Mr. Feng Shui needs to explore around.

In this way, after two years, this Feng Shui gentleman finally found a geomantic treasure.He repeatedly told the squire that when his father passed away, he must be buried at the hour of Chen, when the gong and drum sounded, a lotus flower would bloom in the field, and when the lotus flower was in full bloom, the coffin would be buried immediately without delay.Otherwise, when the lotus flower is defeated, the anger in this geomantic land will dissipate.

The squire was convinced of this, but his son was a curious master, and he couldn't help wondering, could lotus flowers grow in sand and gravel?

So he secretly found a few people to beat the gongs and drums on time at Chen Shi, and unexpectedly, when the gongs and drums sounded, a puff of green smoke rose from the gravel ground, and then the green smoke gradually dispersed, and a flower bud slowly drilled out from the ground. Seeing the buds blooming slowly, after a while, a lotus flower the size of a bowl appeared in front of his eyes, but unfortunately there was no coffin to cast it in. After a while, the lotus flower gradually lost.

After the squire heard the news, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, gave his son a hard lesson, and quickly sent someone to invite Mr. Feng Shui back.

After thinking about it, Mr. Feng Shui only said that there is no chance of redemption, but there is a price to pay.

How dare the squire refuse to agree.

Mr. Feng Shui reminded him that a pier could be built on this treasured land of Feng Shui, and then he would arrange a formation to gather popularity and stimulate vitality, and keeping it in place would allow lotus flowers to bloom again in this place.

So the squire emptied most of his property to build this pier.

However, the foreman said again that this story is not credible. If this geomantic omen is true, why did the squire's father die and his family was attacked by pirates? There were dozens of people in the family, and no one was left alive. Down.

After listening to these words, others probably took it as a story and laughed and passed it by, but it was no less than a bolt from the blue when it fell into Zhong Mengshen's ears.

Because a few days ago when he was helping his old friend clean up the garbage dump in Houshan, he happened to find a superbly carved tombstone.

He asked the foreman the squire's surname, and it really matched.

Zhong Mengshen felt that he was probably a demon.

When he came back to his senses, he had already gone to the garbage dump, dug up someone's grave, and put his father's ashes in it.

After that, his life suddenly went smoothly.