happy looking back

"No wonder the head of the World Red Cross organization wants the right to use the portrait of 'Angel Baby'. The smile of this child makes people feel happy and warm. Looking at him, the world cannot sit back and watch the children who are at the bottom of the socially disadvantaged groups suffer from illness and Suffering in poverty. The smile of 'Angel Baby' is worth a fortune." Superintendent Cheng Bojian sighed suddenly, and glanced at the proud Grandpa Li Gu.And I raised my head in doubt, and looked at Li Xiqing: When did the Red Cross ask for the right to use my portrait?

"On the second day after the baby fell asleep, the person in charge of the Red Cross approached Minister Li Gu to discuss the matter. However, Minister Li Gu politely refused on the grounds that he was not the guardian of the child, and only agreed to publish the " Angel's Smile' was given to the Red Cross Society for free." I heard that Li Xiqing had a lot of complaints about Grandpa Li Gu, especially the publicity that I donated my picture of "Having God's Amazing Eyes" to the Red Cross Society all over the world. Li Xiqing was quite dissatisfied with this decision.

I pouted and glared bitterly at Grandpa Li Gu who was smiling like a blooming old chrysanthemum next to me: I swollen my face to pretend to be fat, knowing that our family is poor and poor, no matter what, you have to ask for a million and 80 yuan!Li Xiqing, who has always been perceptive, squeezed my mouth full of anger, and sighed helplessly, "Baby, it's not about money. It's troublesome to be a celebrity, and it's even more troublesome to be a world-class celebrity."

After thinking about Li Xiqing's advice carefully, I was troubled: I haven't found a compromise between trouble and money.Who told us to be poor!

"These flashy names will be cumbersome, baby—, eh—" Superintendent Cheng Bojian couldn't help chuckling when he saw the inappropriate interaction between Li Xiqing and me, and wanted to summarize the topic he had raised Submissions in order to divert differences.His eyes unexpectedly swept to a corner of the living room, he exclaimed, then he stood up and walked over.Cheng Yu frowned slightly at his father's sudden gaffe, and pouted to stop him, but finally couldn't hold back his confusion, and stood up to follow.

Opening my mouth and stretching my neck, following Cheng Bojian's sprinting direction, I saw a bamboo-carved pavilion at the most conspicuous position on the east side of the living room.The ability to carve ordinary bamboo so vividly, implying the subtle metaphysics of harmony between heaven, earth and man, and endless life, I don’t think of anyone other than Ge Heping, who was squeezed every day by his authoritarian and domineering grandfather in Xiaohe Village.Back then, the young father who had never dared to disobey his grandpa had really spent his money this time.

"Extraordinary workmanship, exquisite, profound meaning, can be called a classic in handicrafts~~~" Cheng Bojian looked at the "worldly garden" in front of him, which was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland, and was so excited for a moment Use words to express the shock in your heart.

The carved and painted buildings hidden in the green mountains and green waters embrace the mountains, and the gurgling "clear spring" flows from the "mountain body", impacts the water windmill under the "halfway up the mountain", and rolls up the water mist. Others" added a dash of mystery and indifference to the world.The water is slowly pouring into the rockery lake in the garden, the blue lotus is slightly rippling, and the three elegant flying whites on the exquisite rockery "the harmony of water" cleverly point out Cheng Bojian's heartfelt voice at this moment.

"This is the handwriting of the baby's father, Ge Heping. In order to coincide with the theme of 'endless life and harmonious indifference', I did not hesitate to renovate the entire east area of ​​the living room. Now it is a self-contained pavilion. Have a drink when you are free. Happy!" Father Li triumphantly led Cheng Bojian to visit the east end of the living room, where the bamboo chairs and tables, and even the curtains were replaced with woven bamboo.

Lee Hee Kyung has been my smart wheelchair ever since my leg was injured.Not just seeing me stretching my neck curiously to watch the excitement, Li Xiqing picked me up and chose my favorite posture: chest to chest, with both legs wrapped around Li Xiqing's tight waist, while Li Xiqing held me Walking towards the east of the living room with my buttocks.

"The scenery is a good scene, and the atmosphere is a good atmosphere. The only fly in the ointment is that there is no decent tea set and chessboard." Grandpa Li Gu looked at the antique bamboo table with a set of exquisite jade tea sets and utensils, and couldn't help feeling regretful. Shaking his head and sighing, that expression really made Fen Qin Zhu He very disappointed.And Li's father took a sympathetic glance at the set of valuable tea sets on the table, with a sullen expression on his face.

"However——Peace can carve out amazing garden art. I believe this small chessboard is as good as a tea set!" Grandpa Li Gu tempted the annoyed Father Li like an old fox who had succeeded in plotting.Sure enough, human beings who pursue perfection often make some low-level mistakes in things they care about.Hearing Grandpa Li Gu's suggestion, Father Li turned his head to look at me, his silly smile made my hair stand on end.

"When I came to Hong Kong, my father was carving a set of chessboards and tea sets. The materials are all new bamboos from this year's new spore head. The color is verdant and the bamboo skin is shiny." I bit my finger and pretended to be a cute baby , Tilting his head to lure Father Li rubbing his hands excitedly, wishing he could fly over to get it now.

Grandpa Li Gu clutched his heart and liver with angina, his trembling body seemed to rot in an instant.The loyal and loyal Secretary Tao hurried forward to help, and he still gave me a look of asking for help. His dumbfounded look seemed to say: You are about the same age as your grandfather Li Gu, don’t you know how to respect the old and love the young? !

"Why don't Dad Li wait until the end of the year, because the chessboard and tea set that Dad carved in his hand are ordered by Grandpa Li Gu." After receiving a pitiful distress signal from Secretary Tao, seeing Grandpa Li Gu's self-destructive image Angina pectoris, I felt a little unbearable for a while.

But as soon as I finished speaking, Father Li cast silent pleading eyes on Grandpa Li Gu, who is also a "monster" who belongs to the same family of foxes. Naturally, it is impossible to make concessions on this matter.As a result, Grandpa Li Gu's "angina pectoris" became more and more serious, and his whole body lay on Secretary Tao's shoulders, naturally "not seeing" the eyes of Father Li begging to "raise your hand".

"Three years later, our Li Jiahui will be the first Hong Kong industrial group to settle in Guangzhou and Shenzhen!" Father Li's heavy blow made Grandpa Li Gu's angina heal "swish", while Superintendent Cheng Bojian, who was standing by the side, was contemplating for a moment Afterwards, a calm smile returned to the face that suddenly changed color like a stormy sea.

I don't have the strong psychological qualities of those present, and three years later will be 1980, when the situation will change.Those who have witnessed the miraculous rise of China in the 21st century will never forget the first batch of five special economic zones opened to the outside world in 1980. They are the alchemy stones of the rapid economic development of modern China.Except for Cheng Yu's ignorant kid who didn't know what to say, everyone else chose to be silent tacitly. It was not a quiet silence, but a silence that suppressed excitement.

"Okay! It's a deal!" Grandpa Li Gu made the final decision readily this time, and then stood in front of the bamboo carving garden to observe carefully, and from time to time stroked the non-existent "long beard". He looks like a fairy.Father Li pushed the golden eye sockets on the bridge of his nose, and accompanied Grandpa Li Gu and Superintendent Cheng Bojian to discuss whether they were compatible or not.

I looked stupidly at the three "demon foxes" who instantly turned into literati. Anyone with thinking ability understands that it is impossible for such a historic event to be changed because of a piece of art.But no matter how difficult the process is, the result is that the young father exchanged a piece of bamboo art for the full support of the first overseas investor in mainland China’s reform and opening up. This will be a business and political story that cannot be ignored. .Maybe hundreds of thousands of years later, that is also a stroke that can be written in history textbooks.

"Hey, Xiqing, where are you going?" Just when I was looking forward to becoming a witness of a great historical turning point, Li Xiqing hugged me, turned around and walked towards the green lawn outside the door.Lying on Li Xiqing's shoulder, I took a quick glance at the three newly promoted "literati and poets", and I felt guilty in my heart when they were full of beautiful words.

"Go outside to bask in the sun. The air in the living room is turbid, which is not good for the baby's wound healing." Li Xiqing's accusation made the three boastful foxes suddenly feel embarrassed.Of the three of them, which one of them is not a figurehead in their respective fields, but in the face of Li Xiqing's "venomous tongue", they can only choose to keep silent.

"Thank you baby for taking care of my family, Cheng Yu." Just as Li Xiqing was about to step out of the living room door with one foot, Superintendent Cheng Bojian suddenly turned his head and said a word of thanks to me.I stared blankly at the middle-aged man in his early forties in front of me, with the same arrogance and self-esteem as Cheng Yu can be found on the resolute Chinese character face, if you can make such a person say thank you sincerely in person, then the previous efforts will not be in vain.

And Cheng Yu was also shocked that as the father of the Chinese Chief Superintendent of Kowloon District, he was able to let go and say a sincere thank you to a child who was only six years old.So Cheng Yu was moved, his eyes were red, and he lowered his noble head. At this moment, I think Cheng Yu must completely forgive Superintendent Cheng Bojian for his lack of affection for him. After all, how many fathers can kill their sons in a fit of anger? .Compared with Chen Guan, Cheng Yu, you are much luckier.

Gigi's family

"Cheng Yu, you are very lucky. Your father is a good father." I watched Superintendent Cheng Bojian stretch out his palm cheerfully.