[Chapter 89: Ideas for Renovating the Village]
“I smashed your thirty-six mobile phones, and I’ll give you an average of six thousand for each one, plus the two hundred and fifty thousand you got from the counter. Is that enough?”
Yang Yiyu threw two hundred and fifty thousand directly from his bag in front of the fat woman.
Her face turned pale, and she realized at this moment that Yang Yiyu was no small character, and that she was to blame for today’s incident. She didn’t dare to say a word when Yang Yiyu threw piles of money at her.
Everyone stared blankly, not saying a word, stunned by Yang Yiyu’s actions. Exhaling
a breath, Yang Yiyu ignored the fat woman, walked to his sister and said, “Let’s go, I won’t let you suffer any grievances in the future.”
Yang Shanshan and Li Yuanyuan were both in a daze, and when they heard Yang Yiyu’s words, they woke up as if from a dream. Looking at the piles of money next to the fat woman, the two girls felt distressed.
However, Yang Yiyu took the money and left, and didn’t say anything.
When passing by a domestic mobile phone section, Yang Yiyu smiled at the clerk: “Give me two of the best.”
After that, he turned around and said to his two sisters: “Support domestic products in the future. The performance is not inferior to that of fruits. Our Jiuzhou’s domestic mobile phones will definitely be products for international audiences in the future.” Upon
hearing what Yang Yiyu said, the clerk of the Huaer brand mobile phone store immediately agreed: “Yes, yes, yes, sir, you are right. Our Huaer domestic products are not inferior to foreign ones in technology. Some technologies can be said to have surpassed the international level… I will give you a 10% discount~”
The clerk handed the two Huaer phones to Yang Yiyu while speaking with a smile.
After paying, Yang Yiyun gave his sister and Li Yuanyuan one each: “This is a gift from your brother.”
Li Yuanyuan smiled: “Thank you, Brother Yun~” Yang
Shanshan was still surprised that her brother had so much money. Instead, she was worried: “Brother… Where did you get so much money? Brother, please don’t do anything bad~”
Hearing his sister’s words, Yang Yiyun laughed and said: “Don’t worry, your brother is making money now, and every penny is clean. He has never done anything bad. I will tell you about this later. Don’t you still believe your brother?”
Hearing her brother say this, Yang Shanshan felt relieved. She knew that her brother had never lied to her since she was a child. She finally smiled, and her previous bad mood was swept away. In her heart, her brother is always the best.
Then Yang Yiyun took the two of them to sell a few sets of clothes, took them to eat, and withdrew 300,000 yuan from the bank before driving home.
The two girls in the car chattered and made a fuss. Yang Shanshan asked, “Brother, how much is your car?”
Yang Yiyun smiled and said casually, “More than two million!”
The two girls opened their mouths.
“Brother, this is too expensive~”
Yang Yiyun smiled and said, “When you go to school, I will buy you a sports car~” Yang Yiyun was smiling when he spoke. When he was eating before, his sister said that she was admitted to Gudu University, and she was admitted to the same school as him. In fact, he knew that his sister was in this school because of him. It
also shows that she studies very well and works very hard.
The three chatted and entered the village unknowingly.
Yang Yiyun was in a good mood when he returned to the place where he was born and raised. Although this is a remote mountain village and it takes two or three hours to drive to the county town, it has mountains, water, and childhood…
Shangyang Village has less than 30 households, but it is a small mountain village like a paradise.
The four seasons are distinct, and life is hard but self-sufficient.
Although there are few people in the village, it is not easy to trace the history of the village. Various stories have been circulated from ancient times to the present, from myths to generals and scholars, and many figures have emerged.
In the old society, Shangyang Village was still a resting point on the ancient road to Bashu. The geographical location here is the junction of three provinces, close to the gateway to Bashu. In ancient times, Shangyang Village was the first resting point for Bashu silk and brocade to leave Sichuan and enter the Western Regions.
The whole village still retains most of the ancient wooden attic buildings, which are built with a mix of mud bricks and wood. Although it looks very shabby, it has a lot of historical atmosphere.
Before liberation, the whole yard of Yang Yiyun’s family was a three-entry courtyard. I heard from my grandmother that the ancestors were still landlords. After liberation, the landlords were beaten, and the Yang family courtyard was divided into three courtyards and distributed to three families.
For this reason, it is said that the last landlord in the ancestors fell ill and died in depression, shouting that he had lost his ancestral property.
To this day, the three houses in Yang Yiyun’s family are still old houses built during the Republic of China. They are very large when you walk in, but they are ugly because of smoke and fire.
The wealthy families in the village have demolished the old houses and replaced them with red brick houses and bungalows.
For Yang Yiyun, who studies history, this is the destruction of historical buildings, which is very painful.
After getting off the bus, he looked at the village houses that were a combination of old and new, and suddenly an idea came to his mind, should he contract all the existing buildings?
On the one hand, the original ancient style of the buildings would be preserved, and on the other hand, it would be possible to make some investments, right?
Now some artists like the tranquility of the countryside. Some places are open to tourism and specially build antique farmhouse art villages to attract artists to create, and the annual income is very considerable.
Shangyang Village has a natural heritage with a historical atmosphere. With a little renovation and restoration, it will be a good creative environment, which can bring benefits to the villagers and preserve the ancient buildings in the village.
The more I think about this idea, the more possible it is.
Since the villagers don’t like living in dilapidated houses, he will choose a new piece of land, build small buildings for the village, replace their old houses, and transform them into a rural art village.
Doing these things only requires money, and he has no shortage of money now. Since he can do it and create income for the villagers, why not do it?
Thinking this in his heart, Yang Yiyun took his sister downstairs and went home. Along the way, he smiled and greeted everyone he met: “Yunzi is back~”
“Yunzi has made it big, and the car is driving~”
Yang Yiyun also called out to the uncles, aunts, and uncles along the way. He liked the simplicity of the people in his hometown.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he saw his grandmother, who had heard the sound, trotting out of the gate. She also saw Yang Yiyun from a distance: “Yun’er~”
She shouted with a trembling voice.
“Grandma~”
Yang Yiyun ran over quickly and hugged his grandmother.
“Okay, okay, grandma’s eldest grandson is back. It’s good to be back. It’s good to be back. Last night, grandma and Shanshan were still talking about you.” Grandma wiped away her tears and spoke happily.
Looking at grandma’s white hair, Yang Yiyun felt sour in his heart. It was not easy for grandma to raise them all her life. The family relied on her alone.
When helping grandma into the house, Yang Yiyun specially used his true qi to check grandma’s body and found that she had problems all over her body, such as arthritis in her old legs and presbyopia.
Since God gave him the ability to cultivate, he must first let grandma live a long life, take good care of her body, and let her live a long life. Yang Yiyun does not want to have a son who wants to take care of his parents but is not there.
Even if it means taking his life away from God, he wants to keep grandma by his side and serve her well for decades. Her life has been too hard.
After talking to grandma for a while, she smiled and said, “Grandson Yun’er, have a good rest. Grandma will make you the Yangchun noodles you like.”
After that, she said to Yang Shanshan on the side, “Don’t disturb your brother, girl. Come and help grandma light the fire and cook for your brother.”
“Grandma, you are so partial. You shouldn’t cook delicious food for me every time I come back from school, hum!” “
Who made you a girl? You will get married sooner or later and belong to someone else’s family. My grandson is grandma’s favorite.” Grandma smiled and said, dragging Shanshan to cook.
“Grandma, I’m not going to talk to you anymore~”
“Okay, you’re also my favorite, I’m just joking!”
Watching his grandmother and sister walk out bickering, Yang Yiyu felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness and tranquility in his heart, and for a moment he seemed to see his realm improve.
To cultivate the Tao, one must not only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also comprehend the Way of Heaven.
The state of mind that he felt at this moment was a comprehending of the Way of Heaven. He clearly felt that his realm of cultivation had improved a little. Of course, his cultivation was still at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage, but as long as he had enough spiritual energy, he believed that the next level of cultivation would improve smoothly.
Yang Yiyu did not stop his grandmother from cooking, because he knew that this was her love for him, and he felt at ease eating a bowl of noodles cooked by her.
(End of this chapter)
