Chapter 201 Yang Ming’s hometown!

Three years ago, when my son Yang Ming returned from London and was preparing to celebrate the Spring Festival, he was involved in a serious car accident on Hennessy Road, resulting in a coma for more than three years.

It wasn't until the beginning of this year that Yang Ming woke up again.

In Li Yufang's eyes, her son has not left her side for a long time.

This time, her son was about to go north to Yanjing, which made Li Yufang feel both proud and worried.

Li Yufang knew that her son had grown up long ago and was now a Chinese tycoon in Xiangjiang. As a mother, even if she could not keep up with her son's footsteps, she could not limit her son's development.

Looking at her son's face, Li Yufang knew that her son had really grown up!

"Daddy, I have something to ask you."

"Peter, what's the matter?"

"Daddy, did you and mommy grow up in Xiangjiang?"

Yang Ming discovered that in his predecessor, he could not find any information about his parents. This meant that his predecessor, Yang Ming, had never asked his parents how they came to Xiangjiang.

"Daddy, I hope I have the opportunity to go back soon."

"Daddy, Mommy, then I won't disturb your rest."

In the past, Yang Jirong was dubious. Until now, his son actually swallowed up Wharf, Hutchison Whampoa, and even Jardine Land, the largest foreign bank in Hong Kong, in less than a year. Yang Jirong felt that this must be Lao Long from his hometown.

Feng shui related.

Li Yufang's parents knew that Yang Jirong was working in a British-owned electric fan company and had no future at all. At that time, Li Yufang's parents gave 20,000 Hong Kong dollars to Yang Jirong and Li Yufang to start a business.

"go back?"

He has been to many places in China, but he has no impression of the place his father mentioned.

It's very late now.

He smuggled himself to Xiangjiang from his hometown more than 20 years ago. He has not been back for more than 20 years, and his impression of his hometown has gradually become blurred.

This is what Yang Ming cares about most.

"Yangjiacun, Laolong District?" Yang Ming asked.

Yang Jirong sighed again.

"Our hometown is Yangjia Village in Laolong District under Longchuan County. Later, I heard that Laolong District was changed into Laolong Commune."

"After arriving in Xiangjiang, I was introduced to the British-owned electric fan factory by my fellow villagers. Your mother and I met at the British-owned electric fan factory, and we gradually became familiar with each other. In 1954, your mother and I simply invited

When the two parties have dinner with relatives and friends in Xiangjiang, they are considered married. In half a year, we will have you."

"Daddy, how did you end up here in Xiangjiang?"

It has been rumored in the old Long family that high officials can be produced in the officialdom, and wealthy people can be produced in the business world.

"Mommy, what about you?"

The two worked in an electric fan factory. As time went by, they often got together after get off work, and they developed feelings for each other.

Hometown?

When talking about Tuocheng, Yang Ming seemed to have thought of something.

When Yang Jirong and Yang Ming talked about it in detail, Yang Ming finally knew about this place.

Yang Ming did not expect that his father Yang Jirong first started his business with a sum of money provided by his parents' family.

"Mommy, let's put it this way, my grandfather's family situation is much better than that of my father's family. Why did you show up at the British-owned electric fan factory, meet your father, and fall in love?"

Yang Jirong said a few words in succession.

If it weren't for meeting him, there really wouldn't be many people in the Chinese world who could compare to Li Jiacheng.

"Daddy, where is our hometown?"

"Peter, my hometown, your hometown is in Longchuan, Guangdong Province."

"Peter, when I was in the 1940s, my parents took me to Xiangjiang. I didn't have to be like your father."

At this point, Yang Ming feels that his father is somewhat similar to Li Jiacheng back then.

Yang Jirong has always been very diligent and progressive in that British-owned electric fan factory. In addition to learning technology, he also learned management. Basically, he learned everything about the British-owned electric fan factory.

Before the 1950s, the average life expectancy was not long. Even wealthy people would die soon after encountering a serious illness at a certain age.

However, I will definitely not know Li Yufang, let alone Yang Ming.

Yang Jirong didn't seem to want to recall the situation back then.

"We? Not really."

Originally, Yang Ming wanted to continue asking about the situation in his hometown, but seeing his father's current mood, Yang Ming was afraid of touching him again.

"Mommy, from what I know about Mr. Shen from Yanjing, we can all have a chance to visit our hometown."

What would have happened if I had not left my hometown to develop in Xiangjiang?

At least he will be with his family all the time.

"Father, where is this place?"

Yang Ming could tell that his father was feeling a little inexplicably sad, probably thinking of his relatives back home.

Relatives?

This time.

"Peter, your grandpa's family background is pretty good, and he is considered an ordinary middle-class person in Xiangjiang. As for why I returned to work at the British-owned electric fan factory, it was mainly because I had a bad temper at the time. At that time, I was already past the age of marriage. I didn't want to marry the man your grandpa arranged for me at all, so I went out to work on my own and found the British-owned factory."

Yang Jirong's eyes were a little red, probably because of what his son said just now. He didn't know what he thought of, but he hadn't smoked for a long time.

Yang Jirong said helplessly.

Then there was the Honghui Electric Fan Company.

This time I went north to Yanjing.

"That's good, that's good."

Now he is in his forties. Under normal circumstances, with no illness or pain, he can live for at least another thirty or forty years. If the country remains as it was before, he may never have the chance to go back in this life.

At that time, Yang Jirong was still a young man who had just been smuggled from China. He had nothing but hard work, was a little shy, and even had low self-esteem.

Even a narrow escape from death.

Yang Ming knows that many Chinese wealthy people in Xiangjiang, such as Bao Yugang, Li Jiacheng, Wang Dehui, etc., basically come to Xiangjiang from China to develop with their families, or come to Xiangjiang from their hometown in China to join relatives.

Li Jiacheng initially relied on his family's support to start his own business. It is really impressive that Li Jiacheng became a billionaire.

In the 1940s, it was much easier for domestic immigrants to enter Hong Kong.

"They are long gone."

From previous letters, I learned that his grandparents were long gone, his parents also left in the 1960s, and not many of his uncles, even brothers, and cousins ​​were left.

"Daddy, do you have any relatives back home?"

Yang Ming probably knew this place and its specific location. He might have to check the detailed map to find out.

However, there are still some differences.

"That's where Tuocheng used to be."

Li Yufang smiled. She didn't expect that her son could actually guess this.

Back then, when Li Yufang was able to follow her family into Xiangjiang, her family background was probably much better than Yang Jirong's.

Growing up, Yang Jirong heard that the feng shui in his hometown was particularly good, and it was precisely because of that that it became the place where Zhao Tuo founded his country.

Yang Ming went out in a wheelchair.

Yang Ming really doesn’t know where this place is?

Yang Ming grew up in the north in his previous life, and later traveled to all over the world.

Many times when Yang Jirong was sleeping, he would often dream about going back to his childhood and being with his parents, grandparents, uncles, and even other brothers and sisters in his hometown in the countryside.

Now I couldn't help but take out a cigarette from the drawer, light it, and sit there quietly thinking.

"In the early 1950s, Guangdong Province had just been liberated. At that time, many people left their hometown. Some went to Nanyang, and some went to Xiangjiang. At that time, there happened to be a cousin who took refuge in Xiangjiang.

I followed the others to Xiangjiang."

After Li Yufang finished speaking, she looked at Yang Jirong again.

Laolong District used to be called Laolong.

Yang Ming guessed that the process of Yang Ming's arrival in Xiangjiang must have been very difficult.

Yang Jirong may really miss his hometown.

His memories of his hometown may at most stay in the old adobe and tile-roofed house at home, and he can't remember many things.

"Peter, are you saying that your dad can still go back to his hometown?" Li Yufang asked in disbelief.
To be continued...