"Mr. Yang, don't be angry. We will definitely criticize and educate these young people."
Over there, Zhong Shan asked his subordinates to take the young people away, while he kept apologizing to the old man.
The old man no longer had any evil aura, but he felt more lonely.
"Back then...we spent so much of our lives just to drive away the little devils who wore these clothes and said such things, but now..."
Listening to the old man's words, Zhong Shan opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Especially now that many places are setting up Japanese cultural streets and so on. If Mr. Yang found out about this, he would be furious.
"Those brothers back then, if they had known about it, the coffin lid wouldn't even be able to hold it down."
Lin Ye, who had been listening silently, suddenly said: "Mr. Yang, you are right. People nowadays have forgotten their roots and need to be beaten. I think you should stop staying in the mountains and go out for a walk."
Bar."
Zhong Shan was stunned when he heard Lin Ye's words, and then his eyes lit up. Yes, why didn't he think of it? He could let Mr. Yang go out for a walk.
As long as you leave this mountain, you can slowly persuade Mr. Yang to leave the earthly world.
"It deserves a good beating."
Mr. Yang glared at Zhong Shan and said, "Have you been calling me a stubborn old man all these years and unwilling to leave?"
"No... you are always our precious asset." Zhong Shan quickly shook his head to express that he had no such idea.
"Hmph, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Let me tell you, the reason why I am unwilling to leave is because there are several old brothers of mine buried in this back mountain."
Zhong Shan was stunned. He had never known this and never heard Mr. Yang mention it.
"Mr. Yang, why didn't you tell us that we would bury the bones of those seniors properly?"
"I've been buried here for so many years. I've long been used to it. I want to move it for them. They are all cheap. They can't get used to living in any of your cemeteries. It's good to be buried here."
Zhong Shan looked a little aggrieved and explained: "Instead of moving the tomb, we can arrange for someone to repair it."
"Back then, we old brothers didn't fight the Japanese for the sake of enjoying themselves. We don't need it either during life or after death." Mr. Yang sighed: "I didn't tell you because I thought I could still guard them for a while.
If I can't hold on anymore, I won't hold on anymore. I know that this area will be developed sooner or later. This is also for the local people to live a better life, and we can't let it be delayed because of us old guys."
Yang Lao's words moved Lin Ye and made Zhong Shan silent.
Indeed, according to the city's plan, Fanjiazhuang will not be developed in the next few years, but it will definitely be developed within ten years, and it will become part of the tourist attractions in the future.
If the bones of Mr. Yang and others are left here, the development will definitely be affected.
Lin Ye listened to Mr. Yang's words, took out a pack of yellow paper from his pocket, rolled it into a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, please smoke a cigarette first."
When Zhong Shan saw Lin Ye's actions, he slapped his head. Really, how could he forget this incident after so many years?
Mr. Yang is a real person, and he can drink and smoke a little, but Consultant Lin should be careful.
Mr. Yang took the cigarette handed over by Lin Ye, "This stuff was something that only leaders could afford to smoke in the past. It's a rare item."
Zhong Shan quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang took a sip, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked deeply at Lin Ye.
"If Mr. Yang likes to smoke, I will arrange it for you. The cigarettes are much easier to smoke now than before."
Seeing Mr. Yang's intoxicated expression, Zhong Shan flattered him. He thought that Consultant Lin looked like a cigarette, and the shredded tobacco also looked gray, which was what Consultant Lin took out. If it were someone else, he would just
Ming said the cigarette was a little bad, so he replaced it.
"Change, you know nothing."
Being sprayed again, Zhong Shan was completely embarrassed. Mr. Yang was too difficult to take care of. He made a mistake in arranging the cigarettes himself.
"Team Leader Zhong, don't worry about the cigarettes. I will take care of Mr. Yang."
Lin Ye smiled and added that this was not cut tobacco, but incense ashes.
Since he knew how precious the incense ashes were, he just took a small bag with him and wrapped it in paper. He just realized that Mr. Yang's soul was not very stable, so he gave it to Mr. Yang in the form of a cigarette.
Obviously, Mr. Yang also felt it, so he slapped Team Leader Zhong in the face. Team Leader Zhong still didn't understand the situation.
"Go out for a walk, just go for a walk, and take a look at the great rivers and mountains now. Just wait for me here while I go and say goodbye to my old brothers."
After Mr. Yang left these words, he walked towards the mountain behind the village. Zhong Shan looked at Mr. Yang's leaving figure and sighed: "I didn't expect Mr. Yang to have figured it out by himself now."
Lin Ye smiled and didn't answer.
At this moment, in the back mountain, Mr. Yang, who was walking towards the mountain, snorted coldly and cursed: "Can I not leave? This is a guy who can slap my soul away with a slap."
Although he relies on his old age and sells his old age, he is also aware of current affairs.
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An hour later, Mr. Yang came back.
"Let's go, show the old man to the great rivers and mountains we have now."
When Zhong Shan saw Mr. Yang appear, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Mr. Yang would suddenly change his mind and not want to leave. Fortunately, he didn't. Now he could be regarded as completing one of the assessment targets.
As the team leader of the laboratory, every time one less laboratory is used for identification, it is a great achievement.
Consultant Lin is really his lucky star. Wang Tao and the others nominated his side as this year's advanced unit. There was still some doubts at first. Now that the appraisal place has been solved, the advanced unit will not be able to escape.
There are only so many appraisal places in the whole country, and it may not be possible to solve one of them in two or three years.
Zhong Shan was very excited and drove the car himself. Because Mr. Yang had a physical body, he was no different from a living person in all aspects, except that he could not be exposed to the sun for a long time.
"Is this the world now?"
There was a lot of traffic and high-rise buildings. Mr. Yang was very excited when he was sitting in the car watching. Suddenly, Mr. Yang pointed at a restaurant and shouted: "Stop...stop!"
Lin Ye and Zhong Shan followed Mr. Yang's gaze and saw that it was a restaurant imitating the style of the Republic of China. It was also the so-called check-in spot for Internet celebrities. Nowadays, people are not only picky about the food they eat, but also the environment. Many restaurants want to
Attract customers, spend a lot of time on decoration, and let customers take photos and check in.
The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Lin Ye and Zhong Shan led Mr. Yang out of the car and into the restaurant. A table of guests happened to get up and walk out. Mr. Yang couldn't bear to look at the table full of leftovers and unfinished rice.
He got angry: "You bastard, how could you be so wasteful!"
This was the first time he had seen such white rice.
How could it be such a waste.
When he was in Fanjiazhuang, his soul also visited other villagers' homes, and the rice was not that white.
I have worked hard to grow them in the fields, so I won't waste them like this.
When the guests heard Mr. Yang's words, they all looked over, and one of them sighed: "You must be sick."
"What did you say?"
Zhong Shan immediately stood in front of Mr. Yang, because he was afraid that Mr. Yang would get angry.
"Mr. Yang, don't be like these people. Times are different now. We don't lack rice anymore."
"No shortage of rice?"
Mr. Yang was stunned and glanced at the other diners in the hall. The oil in the dish was such that he had never eaten as much oil as a pot of vegetable in his life.
"Sanwazi, did you hear that? You said that in the future, the villagers will be satisfied if they can eat vegetables with oil. You can go with peace of mind now."
Mr. Yang was muttering to himself, and many people around him looked over with curiosity. Zhong Shan thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Yang, let's eat first. How do you like the food cooked by modern people?"
"good."
After getting Mr. Yang's approval, Zhong Shan immediately asked the waiter to arrange a private room, but Lin Ye stopped him.
"Let's eat in the lobby outside."
Zhong Shan was a little confused as to why Consultant Lin was stopping him. He was afraid that Mr. Yang would make some noise in the hall.
"It's okay, let's just go to the lobby."
"Then just listen to Consultant Lin."
Although he didn’t understand why Consultant Lin did this, he finally followed the instructions and found a seat in the lobby. After a while, the waiter served the food. Mr. Yang ate with gusto and a smile on his face. Zhong Shan followed Mr. Yang beside him.
Introduce the situation of modern society.
"Mr. Yang, no one will go hungry now."
"Nowadays, people not only want to eat well, but also want to eat well. As for this fish, there are a lot of seasonings used. It is very fragrant. Please try it."
Yang Lao picked up the fish with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Seeing Zhong Shan's expectant eyes, he nodded, "This tastes really good. How could we eat such good food at that time."
"We have to rely on Mr. Yang and those comrades. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have such a good life now."
Zhong Shan flattered, and Mr. Yang waved his hand: "You kid, don't put a high hat on me. You know how to flatter me all day long. You are a traitor in our era. Okay, I'm full, let's go somewhere else.
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Mr. Yang stood up and walked towards the door of the store. Zhong Shan looked aggrieved. How could he be called a traitor?
"Consultant Lin, I..."
Lin Ye patted Zhong Shan on the shoulder, "Speak less, and let me tell you something else. Ghosts can't taste ordinary food."
"If you can't taste it, then Mr. Yang..."
"Then Mr. Yang nodded with satisfaction?" Zhong Shan was stunned and couldn't react.
"Perhaps he is satisfied with this era when everyone has enough to eat and is clothed warmly."
Lin Ye stepped forward to keep up with Mr. Yang, and his voice faintly reached Zhong Shan's ears. Zhong Shan was stunned for ten seconds before murmuring: "No wonder... no wonder Advisor Lin wanted Mr. Yang to sit in the hall instead of letting him sit in the hall."
Mr. Yang eats delicious food, but let Mr. Yang see how the people of this era are living."
Mr. Yang, I am satisfied with this prosperous age.