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Chapter 18 Homecoming Wei Mingyu who ran away (1)

"Flash mob action is a kind of performance art that is simply funny or worshiped for several years."

“The first flash mob action in history originated from the flower gardener Zhonghai Electronics Mall in Beijing in 2000.”

"A large-scale product marketing event planned by Zhao Song, participated by university alliances, implemented by advanced university flash mobs who are still active in various fields, and broadcast live on Beijing TV."

"The event changed its nature from the very beginning and evolved into a large-scale patriotic song singing venue."

"The flash mob storm has swept the world since then and has become a landmark event in my country's cultural export."

In addition to the large-scale pop-up event of "My Motherland and Me" that was broadcast on the news channel of the China People's Broadcasting Station for eight consecutive days, countless official self-media accounts seemed to have mastered the traffic password and were rummaging through their own inventory.

From Zhonghai Electronics Mall, to Tesla’s launch, from Xidan Tesla flagship store, to pop-up events in flagship stores across the country.

Countless people have discovered that the rise of flower-growing Tesla was accompanied by countless flash mobs and countless patriotic songs.

Especially Beijing Satellite TV, when they released the original image of the first flash mob, it surpassed the popular CCTV flash mob and rose to the top of the hot search list.

On the Internet, Zhao Song seems to be the only person who has huge influence, but is unscrupulously used by countless self-media accounts. There is no need to consider the impact or the overall situation. As long as it is not a big issue of right and wrong, no one at the top will intervene.

Except for those who are thoughtful, no one will delve into the reasons.

But for those who are interested, as that person's exposure becomes greater and greater, the clarion call to charge will become closer and closer...

At this time, it is already April 2018, less than 9 months away from 2019.

The dispute between the two countries has begun, and the climax of the dispute is getting closer and closer.

And the 70th anniversary of the founding of this great country is also getting closer...

…………

south.

To be precise, Jiangnan.

Jiangnan is beautiful in spring.

Especially in a small village with few people disturbing it, it is no exaggeration to say that it has beautiful mountains, clear waters and outstanding people.

On the country road, the chirping of birds, accompanied by the fragrance of yellow Burmese osmanthus flowers, has a unique flavor.

The entrance to the village is already in sight, with two square stone pillars right in front of you. Through the stone pillars, you can see the huge threshing floor, which is also a place for neighbors to relax during their leisure time.

Song Zhao, who returned to his hometown, still can't figure out how he got to where he is today.

Is it just because his name is reversed and called ‘Zhao Song’?

Of course it’s impossible!

There are so many people with the same name and the same pronunciation. Why is it that Xiaoyu is not friends with them, but he is the one???

It's okay if it's him. He has a crush on that cute, sinister, but absolutely kind girl, but he can still do it without taking things for granted or feeling sad for himself.

Even if she doesn't recognize her, being her friend or protecting her can bring him psychological satisfaction.

But, why does Xiaoyu have a brother who is like a devil to protect his sister???

When Song Zhao was standing in front of the stone pillar, he was struggling.

Behind him, there was a tut-tsk sound:

"A family from three provinces, a family name from one generation to the next."

"Brother, your family is from a wealthy family, with the lowest ranking officials, tsk tsk~"

Zhao Song stared at the inscriptions on the two stone pillars and sighed.

Please stop tutting.

Song Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother, I teach mathematics and I am not very clear about family affairs. Moreover, I checked the local chronicles and found that there is no record of the names of the people in the genealogy."

Zhao Song shook his head and said in disapproval: "In the history of flower planting, are there few cases of family relocation? There is no local chronicle here, which does not mean that there is no such thing in other places.

But now is not the time to talk about this, let’s go to your house!”

Song Zhao quickly led the way and said: "Brother Zhao, I have to go to the ancestral hall first. The rules of the family are that children who have been away for a long time must go there first when they return home."

The patriarchal family system is a typical product of the feudal system.

Zhao Song pursed his lips, feeling envious and jealous in his heart...

"Let's go."

…………

The ancestral hall is very close to the stone pillars.

Entering the foyer, you are faced with the formal door. The black painted door has been patinated and is shiny.

On the door of the ceremony is a plaque with four big characters clearly visible.

"Song Ancestral Hall."

After bypassing the Yimen and walking through a horse corridor, you will see a screen wall with poems written on it.

"...A virtuous person misses the emperor, and a moral and prudent family style..."

The poem was very long, and neither of them was interested in reading it, so they walked through the screen wall and came to the small square.

The small square is not too small, and an old man dressed as a farmer is sweeping the floor.

While watching short videos, I swept the floor.

This is an old farmer who keeps pace with the times.

"Fourth Grandpa."

Song Zhao shouted respectfully.

When the old man saw Song Zhao, he waved happily and took him into a side room.

"..."

Zhao Song was left alone to look around, until he heard a loud voice coming from inside, and then he quietly poked his head in to watch.

Song Zhao: "Zizhao of the Song family returned to his hometown today and went to the temple to offer sacrifices to the ancestors and pay homage to the ancestors!"

The old man: "Song Zhao, if you respect your ancestors and think about your own affairs, can you teach thieves, humiliate and commit adultery, and commit adultery and commit crimes?"

"no!"

Old man: "Are you disrespectful of your teachers and not diligent in your duties?"

"no!"

"..."

It wasn't until Song Zhao stood up in a polite manner, took out three sticks of incense from the desk, lit it, and kowtowed three times that the procedure was completed.

What are ethical family traditions?

This is it.

The remnants of feudalism, why not keep the good ones!??

Unfortunately, such families have become increasingly rare in today's materialistic society.

In the wing room, Song Zhao stood up. The fourth grandfather changed his previous seriousness and held his hand affectionately. Like countless parents, he asked with concern:

"Boy, you are not young anymore. Can you bring someone with you when you come back this time?"

Song Zhao: "..."

The target didn't bring it with him, but maybe someone from his brother-in-law did.

The girl who might be his target ran away when someone appeared, leaving him alone to face the most terrifying uncle of the flower grower...

Then he was driven by this man in a confused way, and he didn't know how to bring him back to his hometown.

At this time, someone poked his head out from the door of the wing, and Fourth Grandpa finally realized that he might have neglected the guest.

He opened his mouth and looked at the big head, and understood the reason why Song Zhao didn't answer.

"He...he...who is he?"

The short video was full of that person. Grandpa Fourth was so excited that he forgot his name.

"Zhao Song."

Zhao Song withdrew his big head, walked into the room, bowed to the old man with a smile, then bowed seriously to the tablet on the table, and offered incense.

Finally, he faced the old man again and sighed:

"The Zhao family has reached a high level~"

He studied history. Song Zhao couldn't find anything in the local chronicles, but Zhao Song knew that their family shouldn't be here at all!

Why climb high?

In the People's Square in Beijing, there is a monument with the most beautiful inscription in the history of flower planting written on it!

Three years, thirty years, dating back to 1840...

Under that inscription, in the vast flower-growing land, how many such families are hidden?

With such a heritage and such a family tradition, how could the Zhao family not strive for excellence!

…………

People in Songjiacun don't think so about whether they should strive for something high or not.

Thanks to Zhonghua Power Grid, thanks to Zhonghua Communication Providers, and thanks to their prefixes with the word "country", for allowing this remote village to have access to electricity and the Internet.

It also allows people in this closed village to see the wonderful world outside.

I also met countless wonderful people.

Now, the most exciting thing has actually come to a village where few outsiders visit.

The whole village was shocked.


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