The door was opened, and the person who opened the door was a little woman with a little fluffy hair. The woman was not old, but her dark face had traces of time. This young couple was doing some mobile business on the street, selling watermelons in the summer.
Selling dry goods and the like in winter.
The woman seemed to have forgotten the young man in front of her. Although they met when they rented a house in the first year, that happened four years ago, and Zhang Yang no longer had the greenness he had during his freshman year.
"Zhang...Zhang Yang...come on, come in and sit..."
The woman was stunned at first, and then let Zhang Yang in a little uneasily. When Zhang Yang walked into the small living room, he saw the male host, naked from the waist up, sitting on the floor under the coffee table eating noodles, sweating profusely.
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"Husband, let rang, this is Xiao Zhang."
"Xiao Zhang?" The man looked confused.
"Our landlord." the woman scolded.
"Ah... Xiao Zhang, hello, hello, what kind of wind has brought you here..." The male host stood up quickly and shook hands with Zhang Yang enthusiastically. However, Zhang Yang also saw that the male host and the female host were shaking hands.
There was a worried look in the owner's eyes.
"Sit down."
The hostess asked Zhang Yang to sit down and poured him a glass of boiling water.
"Thank you," Zhang Yang nodded and said, "That's it..."
"Xiao Zhang, you know that I only run a small business. Over the years, we have never owed you a penny of rent, and it is paid to your card on time every month. You see, you
Look..." The hostess stuttered a bit, as if it was difficult to speak.
"Haha, don't worry, Sister Zou, I'm not increasing the rent." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"oh……"
Both the hostess and the male owner breathed a sigh of relief. They were worried that Zhang Yang was here to increase the rent. You know, Zhang Yang's house was still rented at the same price four years ago. Four years later, the rent had almost doubled.
However, the two of them just breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked at Zhang Yang nervously.
"Xiao Zhang, do you want to take back the house?"
The young couple looked at Zhang Yang nervously. You must know that although the young couple is doing business, they can barely support their family. Zhang Yang's house has a good location, is cheap, and is comfortable to live in. If Zhang Yang takes back the house, they can even get a plus one
You can't rent a better house than this at twice the price.
"Haha, no, no, you can live in this house as long as you want. If my mother is willing to sell it, you can buy it at the price we originally bought it for."
"real?!"
The young couple looked surprised. You know, Zhang Yang bought this house early, and now the price has more than doubled. If Zhang Yang is really willing to sell it at the original price, he will buy it even if it means selling it. This kind of opportunity is rare.
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"Haha, but I need my mother's permission." Zhang Yang nodded affirmatively. He had already bought several properties for his parents in City C. It doesn't matter whether he wants this small house or not. He is afraid that his parents will not care about the house.
He was reluctant to sell it because of his special feelings. If he really wanted to sell it, Zhang Yang would be willing to sell it to this poor, hard-working couple.
"Then... Then when are you going to ask your mother? We have been in City C for a few years and we still don't have a house of our own..." The male host was so excited that he was a little incoherent. Being able to own a house of his own is something that everyone
A Chinese dream.
"Okay, don't worry, my mother will probably sell it. We have never lived in this house, so it doesn't have much meaning."
"Then...then I really want to thank you..." The hostess rubbed her hands and said, "Xiao Zhang, have you had breakfast? We have nothing to do at home these days, so why not have a light meal here?
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"Thank you, no need, I'll grab a few things and leave."
"Get something?" the male host asked suspiciously.
"Well, I have an item from my childhood that I put in the safe in this room. I want to take it away."
"Safe?"
The couple looked at each other. They had lived in this room for more than four years, but they didn't realize that there was a safe in this room...
"Brother Liu, could you please help me? It's in your bedroom."
"Ah... good..."
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The three of them walked to the bedroom. Zhang Yang and the male host moved the old-fashioned wardrobe against the wall. Sure enough, they saw a small built-in safe on the wall.
Zhang Yang took out the key and opened the safe. Inside the safe were mostly documents such as the household registration book and house deeds of Zhang Yang's family.
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat when he saw a red package.
Although Zhang Yang already knew his life experience, he still felt an uncontrollable urge when he saw his childhood belongings.
Zhang Yang tremblingly opened the red baggage, and sure enough, there was a white cotton towel inside, which was the baby's packing cloth.
Spreading it open, Zhang Yang immediately saw a smiling face, which was the image of a little monk. The little monk had an eccentric look that made people want to laugh.
Little Monk Gene Research Institute!
Zhang Yang saw a row of small red characters...
After a period of silence and a period of daze, all the truth came to light, and this was quite powerful evidence.
Now, he is the most pure Chinese descendant of Yan and Huang descendants in the whole of China, and he is the only one.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a wry smile on his lips. Strictly speaking, he was just a failed experiment. He had no parents, he had no childhood...
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"You won't take it away?"
Seeing Zhang Yang put some things in again, the male host couldn't help but asked doubtfully.
"I'm just taking a look." Zhang Yang sighed.
"oh……"
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Zhang Yang was a little distracted. He didn't know how to leave the small house. The feeling of knowing something and seeing something were completely different things.
On this day, Zhang Yang turned off his mobile phone and walked quietly through the streets and alleys of City C. The Poetry Wall Park, Quyuan Park, and Liuye Lake, the largest freshwater lake in the mainland, all left him lonely.
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On this day, he also returned to his hometown and stayed for a while on the chaotic hillside. Here, he had his happy youth. He watched others fishing in front of the old house, watched people working in the fields, and watched
Cats, dogs, chickens and ducks play with each other in the countryside.
On this day, he visited primary school teachers, middle school teachers, and university teachers...
On this day, he didn't eat. He walked through the streets and alleys, eating roasted sweet potatoes, fried squid, and stinky tofu to satisfy his hunger.
On this day, he had nothing to do. Everywhere he went, he only stayed briefly. His eyes were empty, like a walking zombie...
Zhang Yang has been thinking about his own behavior.
He has superhuman abilities, but he is bound by morality, law, and some invisible forces, including family, friendship, and love...
However, selfishness is always clutching his heart like a devil.
Selfishness is the driving force!
Human beings develop in selfish desires. Whether it is wealth, status, country, or the development of science and technology, there is a shadow of "selfishness" at play here.
However, selfishness is always only part of the driving force, and human development comes more from dedication. With the dedication of parents and the dedication of martyrs, we can watch TV at home and enjoy strong coffee...
What is the meaning of life?
Zhang Yang has never thought about such a profound question. His goal when he was in college was to find a good work unit and wait to die. However, now he has to think about this problem. People with greater abilities bear greater responsibilities. This is not only
It's just a line from a movie, but a question that has to be considered.
What joy is there in life, and nothing fearful in death!
Since it cannot be avoided, what about a vigorous dedication?
"Ouch..."
Zhang Yang, who was standing by the Yuanshui River, let out a loud roar. Huge waves were set off in the river, and the sky was turbulent, as if a tornado suddenly blew...
Zhang Yang has been avoiding and waiting. He is waiting for the right time. He is waiting for the completion of his "The Immortal Path", but now he cannot wait, whether it is for dedication or selfishness, he cannot wait.
From the moment the prices of steel and rare metals increased, Zhang Yang felt an inexplicable pressure. This pressure became heavier and heavier, heavy enough to crush his shoulders.
The technology of alien civilizations cannot be competed by the earth. Judging from the performance of the golden-armored man in the alien space, it is obviously impossible for him to live a long life on the earth...
Gently brushing his hair, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that his hair had actually grown below his neck.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. Unknowingly, he was affected by Wang Hao's flowing and domineering long hair...
With a slight sigh, Zhang Yang opened his phone.
"Didi!"
"Didi!"
"Didi..."
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Within a minute of turning on the phone, I received dozens of messages, all from Liu Biao and Xiao Lizi.
Zhang Yang didn't call back and dialed an inexplicable number with more than 20 digits.
"Boss, you finally called me, the monk." He remembered the angry voice of the little monk on the phone. Zhang Yang could almost imagine that the little monk was furious now. He must have been stomping around with two huge kitchen knives.
Bar!
"What?"
"Woooo... So far, at least dozens of people have asked me for information about you." The young monk said depressedly.
"Those people?"
"Liu Biao and the others, as well as Nana, Wang Yan, General, Xuelian..."
"Oh, I understand, what about the big man in golden armor?"
"You won't call them?"
"No, just tell me."
"..." The little monk was silent for a while.
"Don't force me." Zhang Yang's voice became cold, and the air seemed to freeze.
"What are you looking for him for?"
"Moths fly to the flame."
"A moth flies into a flame..."
"Yes, there are things men do and things they don't do. If I don't go, I will live in pain for the rest of my life. I never thought I would be a hero, but I don't want to regret it.
For the rest of my life, tell me!" Zhang Yang's short hair was flying in the wind for no reason, and he thought of the domineering middle-aged man with long hair again. His name was Wang Hao, and he could never get rid of that man's shadow.