A convoy of more than 30 cars of various types arrived in Zhuangshi Town. Zhao Shanhe and Ruan Mei sat in a car of unknown brand. Looking at the water town outside, they had no idea of ​​speaking.

The car arrived at Zhujiaqiao Village first, which is the hometown of Uncle Six, where his father was born.

As soon as the local leaders got off the car, they welcomed everyone into the renovated Shao family's old house and gave three big gifts.

A piece of exquisite land, the soil is taken from Shao's house, and after high temperature disinfection, it is made into a gift like a silver dollar. The front is engraved with the word "land" and the front and back are arranged in a ring shape with golden rice.

A silver key is made of two silver dollars, which means asking Uncle Liu to return to his hometown often.

The third gift is a small photo album, which takes photos of the Shaw Family ancestral house, the Shaw Family ancestral tomb, the Shaw Family ancestral temple, the exterior of Shaojia Village, the street appearance of Zhuang City and the Zhongxing Primary School, the sixth uncle's alma mater.

When Zhao Shanhe saw these old photos, he was deeply moved by it. He missed home.

Of course, this is not the home of Xiangjiang, nor the hometown of Huizhou, but his home in his previous life.

He didn't know whether his parents, including "he", would still be in this world in this time and space.

He wasn't willing to think about it, and he was even more afraid of facing it.

But now, seeing the treatment of Uncle Six in his hometown, a desire surged in his heart.

But he had no reason or excuse to go to Jiaodong, and he had no social relationship with him there.

"Amei, can we visit China together during the summer vacation?"

"real?"

Zhao Shanhe nodded. "Really. I want to visit the entire country, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and appreciate the customs and customs of all parts of China."

For Ruan Mei, a literary youth, travel is always her biggest hobby.

She secretly stretched out her little finger. "We hook..."

Zhao Shanhe smiled, and the two of them hooked their fingers together.

After staying in the ancestral home for less than two hours, the group drove to the Shao Family Cemetery in Baozhuang, Yin County.

The worship ceremony was co-chaired by the Federation of Overseas Chinese, the CPPCC and representatives of the Shao family. Uncle Liu took three fragrances and kowtowed to his father. After worshiping, Aunt Liu also kowtowed.

At this time, the sixth uncle, who was already eighty, had a pious face and tears in his eyes. Anyone could see his grief for his father and grandfather on his face.

The Chinese tradition is not through religion, but through blood, which is passed down from generation to generation.

We do not believe in ghosts and gods, but we believe in our ancestors.

Under the arrangement of relevant personnel, Zhao Shanhe and the dozens of Xiangjiang people who returned home with their sixth uncle also came forward to burn incense and bowed three times.

A nephew of the sixth uncle took everyone around the ancestral tomb for three times before the sacrifice was completed.

Afterwards, the staff distributed two sesame cakes to each person. Ruan Mei couldn't help asking a female staff member for advice. "What does it mean to distribute sesame cakes?"

The lady named Shi replied loudly: "This is the old rule when visiting graves by wealthy families in Alanyingbo. The sesame seeds bloom step by step, and the sesame cakes are divided into more and more."

After eating sesame cakes, Zhao Shanhe's mood became even lower.

Uncle Six and the others all know where their roots are, and where their roots are?

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The water is shimmering and beautiful when it is sunny.

The mountains are covered with rain and are strange.

Want to compare West Lake with West,

Light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable.

Others have various commercial and charitable activities, but Zhao Shanhe fell into a low mood. After staying in the State Guesthouse, he was unwilling to move again.

On this day, Ruan Mei took another black-sailed boat and wandered in the light rain on the West Lake.

The small wipers hit the black-sailed boat, and the people were in the boat, looking at the lake and mountains outside, the water waves and the lotus, and my heart seemed to calm down.

Zhao Shanhe actually knew very well what his low tide was, but he couldn't, so he didn't dare to verify it.

His previous life was an obsession that he could not get rid of, but he didn't dare to think about it.

According to his previous age, he was only four years old this year and still lives in a suburb of Jiaodong near the provincial capital.

It will take 1990 to wait until he will follow his working father and move to the provincial capital.

Then he went to school all the way, graduated from university and was assigned to a branch in the group in Haibin City, and he was always the deputy chief engineer of the branch.

I can forget everything else in my hometown, but what about the people in my hometown?

Especially her mother in her previous life, she had already passed away when she was in junior high school. In her heart, she was always placed in the corner where she was most protected and unwilling to touch her.

But now is there a chance to see her?

In what capacity can he meet her?

Moreover, according to the paradox of time travel, I seemed to be unable to see her.

There should be no sign of their existence in this world.

He dared not verify.

"Ahe, what's wrong with you in the past few days? If you like West Lake, would we buy a house here? Is it okay if you are unhappy, and I am not happy either."

"Not unhappy, just a little confused."

"What's confused?"

Looking at the pretty little face of Ruan Mei who was pitiful, Zhao Shanhe smiled and never let his emotions interfere with her emotions. "The people here are still too poor, and I feel that I have not done enough. Amei, after I go back, I will set up a charity fund, and will you help me manage it?"

Ruan Mei is just a 20-year-old girl. She doesn't understand Zhao Shanhe's depth and really thinks he is just worried about his desire to do charity.

She thought about it carefully and said, "Let your aunt take responsibility. I want to go to school. I want to be a useful person to the world, rather than always living under your protection."

For a literary girl, perhaps the most important thing is to prove her own worth.

She glanced at the boatman wearing a straw raincoat, and he didn't pay attention to them at the bow. She leaned gently in Zhao Shanhe's arms and said, "Ahe, let's go back to Xiangjiang. When I come to the mainland, I feel you are unhappy."

Zhao Shanhe was not allowed to worry her and nodded. "Okay, we will go to the capital tomorrow. After handling the donation, we will go back."

After traveling around the country, he donated 12 million US dollars. In the mainland, Zhao Shanhe's name is almost household name.

But when he returned to Xiangjiang, he found that he had almost become a villain in the newspaper.

No media dared to scold him directly, but he was much sarcastic, mainly targeting him for Hong Kong. Britain was so generous to the mainland.

One thousand two million US dollars, nearly one hundred million Hong Kong dollars! It was thrown to mainland universities like this.

Seeing these reports, Zhao Shanhe smiled and didn't care.

He had already considered these before donating.

On April 24, on the third day after returning to Xiangjiang, Zhao Shanhe announced that he would donate HK$50 million to Huangren Academy to build a multimedia teaching building and open the only high school computer science discipline in Hong Kong.

He also donated 200 computers to the Longxiang School he once attended to to cultivate students' computer interests and bear the teaching costs of four computer teachers.

At the same time, he also donated 10 million Hong Kong dollars to the Xiangjiang police community to compensate for the injured persons on duty and increase the pension of the families of the dead police.

As soon as these three donations were released, major TV stations praised Zhao Shanhe that night.

The next day, the major newspapers were also full of praise, and almost all the sarcastic people disappeared.

Zhao Shanhe received praise, but when Zhao's mother learned the news, she almost fainted, scolding Zhao Shanhe so hard that she was bleeding.

170 million Hong Kong dollars, donated it without blinking.

That night, she didn't even have any food to eat. Zhao Shanhe called Xiao Zaba and Ruan Mei to persuade her all night, but she still didn't recover.

When he woke up the next morning, Zhao Shanhe was about to go out for exercise, but was startled by her sitting alone in the living room. "Mom, why... you haven't slept all night?"

Zhao's mother looked up at him weakly. "Come here, I'll talk to you."

Zhao Shanhe obediently sat beside her and smiled and said, "It's okay if you scold me, don't sulk yourself."

Zhao's mother shook her head, grabbed his hand and said, "I used to hope that you would become a weapon, so don't be like your dead bean, and you were hacked to death on the street. Now you have become a weapon, and you have reached a position that my mother dared not think about before. She always felt like she was dreaming.

170 million, my mother used to be 2,000 yuan a month, and only 24,000 yuan a year, and she can’t earn a fraction of the money in her life.

Mom feels sorry for money. You make a lot of money now, but you can’t have a smooth life. If you don’t think about your mother, you should also think about Xiaoxili and the others and future children.

Since you have a lot of money on hand now, mom doesn’t expect anything else. If you buy a building, don’t put it in your current company name. Just like the Huo family and the others, set up a family fund and put it in the name of the family fund.

Mom won’t care about you anymore. Even if you lose money in business, there is still a building that can collect rent.”

It is a habit for people in Xiangjiang to buy houses if they have money. Whether they are celebrities or drug dealers, they will buy houses when they make money.

What Zhao's mother said was also a lasting statement, and of course Zhao Shanhe would not object.

"Okay, I'll ask recently to see if there are any buildings suitable for buying. I'll buy a whole building and I'll pay it to you for rent in the future."

Zhao's mother nodded, wanted to say something, but sighed again, got up and walked towards her bedroom. "I don't know what you do, I don't say anything anymore. I can't care..."

Zhao Shanhe felt a little guilty. He had always been a little too negligent about this mother.

Not only her, but also the women around him, he lacks consideration.

He always thought that giving them money safety is enough, but they are not those slutty bitches, not all for his money!

That morning, Zhao Shanhe did not go to exercise anymore, but sat alone on the balcony for a long time.

Since he came to this world, he always had a passerby mentality, and the more he treated women, the better.

But if you really integrate into this world and really want to make a difference in this world, maybe it is time for you to change.

This summer, you must take advantage of the opportunity to travel to Jiaodong to see if you have any self in your previous life.

And now I am Zhao Shanhe, no longer Zhou Shanhe, so this must be clearly distinguished.
Chapter completed!