Chapter 215 My Chinese Heart!(1/2)
Rivers and mountains are only in my dreams
We haven’t been close to our motherland for many years
But it can't be changed no matter what
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Yangtze River Great Wall Huangshan Yellow River
It weighs a thousand pounds in my heart
anytime, anywhere
As dear as my heart
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For some reason, Yang Ming looked at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, and suddenly thought of the song he had always liked to listen to in his previous life.
"my China Heart!"
Back then, when Yang Mingyuan was far away in Africa, this song was probably his favorite.
At that time, it was still difficult for him to understand what kind of emotion this was.
At this moment, he was standing on the Great Wall where the wind was whistling.
He really felt it!
I don't know when he couldn't help but sing those words.
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Nowadays, even the richest Chinese in Hong Kong think that what Mr. Yang usually eats must be delicacies from all over the world, such as ordinary noodles and steamed buns. How could he possibly eat them?
Before Yang Ming left, he asked Lin Xiuzhi to leave 1,000 RMB.
This is a staple food for northerners.
"Mr. Yang, the noodles you just ate were really expensive!" Tang Yun said with a smile.
At this time, Yang Ming originally wanted to move on.
From 16:00 pm until 17:30 pm.
"Ms. Tang, I actually want to improve their situation. In fact, 1,000 yuan won't be of much use."
However, Mr. Shen, Tang Yun, those Sunview female reporters, Yanjing TV female reporters, and even Lin Xiuzhi and others thought that these were just ordinary noodles and ordinary steamed buns. They couldn't understand why Yang Ming ate so much just now. fragrant?
In Europe and America, we mainly eat Western food.
Continue to the north third floor.
It seems that the bowl of noodles is very delicious.
With the help of bodyguards such as Chen Zhenhua, Yang Ming was supported and continued up to the second floor in the north.
Now Yang Ming knows very well that the old man always wants to change the current situation of poverty and backwardness in the country, so that everyone can live a life of adequate food and clothing, and even let them live a well-off life.
However, he knew that he and Li Jiacheng were going to take different paths.
"Don't look at me, you guys can eat too."
When Yang Ming noticed that they were looking at him, he also invited them to eat together.
Yang Ming is not the kind of person who gives up halfway, even though his identity and status are different now.
When we were on the third floor in the north, we finally saw Mr. Yang and others returning.
The sun is about to set over the Great Wall.
Return along the road from the north fourth floor.
It turns out that it is cold and windy outside now, and without the warmth of the sun, the temperature is even lower.
He couldn't really come here just pretending to be here and then go back because of the strong wind.
When she got close to Yang Ming, she felt that the young master's hands were cold.
Azhu looked at the young master, and after spending so long with Yang Ming, she could not understand the young master more and more.
When we arrived at the North Fourth Floor, it was already noon.
Along the way, Yang Ming was deeply touched.
After Yang Ming woke up from a vegetative state, his body had not fully recovered. Now, without relying on a wheelchair, he stood by the Great Wall and watched for such a long time.
Others have already finished eating.
These staff are veterans, young, and very familiar with this section of the Badaling Great Wall.
Liu Song immediately sent out several staff members.
"Master, the wind is too strong and too cold, why don't we go down!" Azhu hurriedly came over and said.
Now Mr. Yang's identity is not simple. This time he not only represents him and the Imperial Group to return to China to see the situation in the country, but his every move also represents Hong Kong Chinese capital and even representatives of overseas Chinese.
When we return then, the night at the Great Wall will be dark, and after the sun goes down, the temperature will be even lower.
"Azhu, you don't know that my face and hands are cold, but my heart is hot. At this moment, my blood is boiling and my mood is overwhelming. I feel that at this moment, there is no more People can stop me from getting closer to my motherland."
As far as the current domestic situation is concerned, there are still many places where there is not enough food at all. If you can eat noodles and white steamed buns every day, you will be very happy.
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Yang Ming is an ordinary tourist reception place at Badaling Great Wall.
In Africa, local food is also the mainstay.
In addition to the fact that the feet themselves have not fully recovered, there is also the feeling that it is too cold outside.
When Yang Ming and others came down the mountain, Liu Song immediately brought warm water to Yang Ming and others to wash their hands and faces.
It's not convenient to take the bus back to Yanjing Hotel too late.
Yang Ming grew up in the north in his previous life, and usually ate noodles and steamed buns as his staple food. Later, when he moved abroad, his food became different. He may have followed the local customs.
"Master, you."
Yang Ming sat there, and Tang Yun, Mr. Shen, and even the female reporters from Yangshi and Yanjing TV did not expect that Yang Ming actually picked up the chopsticks and ate the bowl of noodles.
Now that I have come to this world, when I was at home, I hired chefs who could cook all kinds of dishes. However, the chefs at the Repulse Bay Mid-Levels Villa usually never made noodles or white steamed buns for the Yang Ming family to eat.
Before Yang Ming left, he looked at Liu Song, the person in charge of the Badaling Great Wall Scenic Area Management Committee, and said, "Thank you very much for your hospitality today."
"Thank you, I haven't eaten noodles or steamed buns for a long time."
Perhaps, in history, Li Jiacheng's emotion when he climbed the Great Wall for the first time was his true inner thoughts at that time. However, people will change. Li Jiacheng has always been a businessman and a capitalist, and everything he did was for him. wealth layout.
He had to consider the fragile women such as Azhu, Zhong Chuhong, and Lin Xiuzhi. If he continued to climb forward, these people would suffer along with him.
Yang Ming was really hungry.
Now she is worried about the young master's health.
Take a short break on the second floor in the north.
However, Yang Ming still feels good now that the sun is out.
After eating a simple bowl of hot noodles and two large steamed buns, Yang Ming felt instantly comfortable in his stomach and even his whole body.
If you don’t have anything to eat, you will really starve to death!
When they started looking all the way from the north first floor.
When Mr. Shen, Tang Yun, and Yangshi, the female reporter from Yanjing TV advised Mr. Yang to go down the Great Wall and not continue to climb up.
Who is Mr. Yang?
Now Yang Ming has personally experienced what Li Jiacheng was thinking when he climbed onto the Great Wall in history.
Zhong Chuhong next to her looked at Yang Ming's scene, and she was fascinated by it.
He didn't dare to swallow it privately, because he wanted to report it to the people above him.
She doesn't worry about whether she catches a cold.
Noodles and steamed buns are now ready in the canteen here.
The wind was so strong that Lin Xiuzhi, Azhu, Zhong Chuhong, Tang Yun, Mr. Shen, and even the female reporters around them didn't understand why Mr. Yang was watching so intently.
They are still worried about Mr. Yang's health.
He also suddenly understood.
Taking into account the time issue, continue climbing to the fifth or even north sixth floor.
Yang Ming just started walking on his own.
Yang Ming did not stay anymore.
When Yang Ming, Mr. Shen, Tang Yun and others came down from the Great Wall, the time had already reached 16:00 in the afternoon.
Mr. Yang was able to get up here even in a wheelchair.
To be continued...