From then on, Liu Yanzhi settled down in Chinatown, San Francisco. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a man with no ambition. He had good martial arts skills but abandoned them. He did not join any gang or bully others. He helped his wife look at the shop every day, wear a long gown, make a pot of tea, and waited to watch the sunset in San Francisco.

There are many Chaoshan people in Chinatown and many gangs. They compete for territory and fight and kill each other, but they bully their own people. After leaving Chinatown, they become gray grandsons. However, they never dared to bully Liu Yanzhi, and they dared not go to Yanzhi's laundry to collect protection fees. First, Liu Yanzhi was a new immigrant who brought Sun Wen's greetings, and Sun Wen was a double flower red stick from the Hongmen. This little face was always given. Second, Liu Yanzhi himself was not an ordinary person. During the Gengzi Incident, he protected the old Buddha's hunting west and killed thousands of chaotic people. Who dared to provoke him?

Liu Yanzhi had his own considerations. If he wanted to take root, he would simply return to his country and make a fortune. At least he could become a prince. But he knew that he did not belong to this era and everything was temporary. Maybe tomorrow the Party and patriotism would send people to find him, and he just needed to wait.

Life in Chinatown was very peaceful and leisurely. There was no computer, no Internet, and no mobile phone. Lin Su made several sets of gowns and jackets for Liu Yanzhi. He had all the clothes for spring, summer, autumn and winter. There was an extra man at home. Although he didn't work, he could at least share Lin Su's pressure. The business of the laundry shop gradually became prosperous. He hired two helpers. Liu Yanzhi became more idle. In addition to drinking tea and reading newspapers, he also went to the martial arts hall on Chinatown for two walks, guiding the younger generations, and teaching some great principles that the world's martial arts skills are only fast and not broken.

Days passed day by day, and Xiao Bailong was two years old. The party and patriotism had not sent anyone to come, and Hannibal had never appeared. Liu Yanzhi was already used to life in San Francisco. His English level was greatly improved. He used to pass the oral language, but now he could speak authentic English, understand English newspapers, and know how to use legal weapons to protect himself. Once, he helped people to sue and actually defeated foreigners. He was quite famous in the local area and was so respectful that he became famous overseas and established contact with Mr. Sun Wen. The two of them had letters. Liu Yanzhi helped him raise a sum of money in San Francisco and supported the anti-Qing cause with practical actions.

It is not a solution to always be idle like this. Liu Yanzhi learned the skills of carpenters and personally made a small bed for his son to sleep with. He learned from the old craftsmen from China. He did not use foreign nails and wood glue, but only used axes, planes, and chisels to make Qing-style furniture. It was connected by mortise and tenon. The old craftsmen taught them all. In time, Liu Yanzhi could create a fully wooden palace without nails.

On the Dragon Boat Festival in 1904, Liu Yanzhi had lived in this era for two years. Seeing his son grow up day by day, he even had an illusion that which one of them was real? Liu Yanzhi, the owner of the laundry shop in Chinatown, San Francisco, or Liu Yanzhi, a time traveler a hundred years later.

Lin Su made a lot of rice dumplings and asked Liu Yanzhi to help give them to his neighbors. When people are overseas, they always have to have some thoughts about their hometown. Festivals are the best souvenirs. When they get home, there are wine and food on the table. Lin Su is a very qualified housewife. She is not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also an expert in frying, stir-frying, cooking and frying. The couple sat opposite each other, and the little white dragon sat on a high child seat. He is already three years old and has a sweet mouth. When he calls his father, Liu Yanzhi always feels happy.

"Original, should we open another branch?" Lin Su said, "There are too many laundry shops in Chinatown. I want to open outside, to the neighborhood where foreigners live, or to open a wooden shop."

"Let's talk about it." Liu Yan said straight, "There is no hurry to use money at home, so let's keep it for Xiao Bailong to order milk."

Under the leadership of Liu Yanzhi, Xiao Bailong is different from other children in Chinatown. His dietary structure is biased towards Westerners. He drinks milk and eats beef. He is older than children of the same age, and is even stronger and stronger than white children.

Lin Su has long been accustomed to her husband's attitude of not being enterprising and living a life of death. She smiled softly and no longer insisted. Although her husband was lazy, she was not ambiguous when it was time to take action. Once, he needed to use money urgently, and without saying a word, he took a US dollar to deal with the emergency. In Lin Su's opinion, Liu Yanzhi was not only her husband, but also an omnipotent hero and a master of seclusion.

"In another two years, all these houses will collapse." Liu Yan said directly, "San Francisco is in the earthquake zone. I looked at the celestial phenomena at night and calculated that in April of the following year, there will be a major earthquake that will increase the fire, killing at least a few thousand people."

Lin Su was stunned: "What should I do?"

Liu Yanzhi was calm: "It's okay. With me here, you don't need to open a branch. Save the money to do real estate and make a big profit... If we haven't left San Francisco at that time."

Lin Su was puzzled: "Leave? Where to go? Go back to Tangshan?"

Tangshan does not refer to Tangshan, Hebei, but to the Tang Dynasty. Overseas Chinese use this to refer to their hometown.

Liu Yan said straight: "The leaves will always return to their roots..."

Lin Su said: "My husband, I haven't heard you mention the family matters."

Liu Yan said straight: "My father has passed away and his mother is still here. You ugly daughter-in-law will see your mother-in-law sooner or later?"

Lin Suqi said: "My mother-in-law is still alive, so let's go back quickly. My parents are not traveling far away, and it is unfilial to keep the elderly in their hometown."

Liu Yanzhi felt that he was too impressed to explain to Lin Su, so he had to say perfunctorily: "The old man is not in Tangshan, he is in another place. Now he can't find anyone. Only when he is suitable."

Lin Su blinked. With her insight, she couldn't understand her husband's explanation, but she had one thing, which was that she unconditionally believed everything Liu Yanzhi said, and no matter how absurd it was, she would not make fun of her in person.

Liu Yanzhi teased the child again: "Little Bailong, can you go back to his hometown with his father? Go back to Jiangdong."

Xiaobailong replied in a slight voice: "Okay."

The Dragon Boat Festival is over and the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is the end of the year. San Francisco is shrouded in the joyful atmosphere of Christmas. Liu Yanzhi said he wanted to go out to buy Christmas gifts for his son. Lin Su knew that his husband liked to join in the fun of foreigners. Every year on the 14th day of the Western calendar, he had to buy some roses for himself. Christmas is a big festival for foreigners, and it was enough to catch up with the Chinese New Year. It was decorated with lights and shops, and it was no harm in being happy.

"I'm out." Liu Yanzhi stood at the door, pinched his son's fat face, and wanted to hug Lin Su and have an American-style kiss.

"Neighbors are watching." Lin Su hid away. The couple had a good relationship. They held their faces together and mixed oil in their honey, making them very happy.

"Go early and come back early. I have something to tell you when I come back." Lin Su said that she was sick when she gave birth to Little White Dragon, and she could not add a child to Liu Yanzhi anymore, so she wanted to take a concubine for her husband. Everyone was optimistic about it. She was a 16-year-old Chaozhou girl. She had just come from Guangdong on a boat. Although she didn't look handsome, she had a big butt and was easy to raise.

"Okay, let's have a good chat when I come back." Liu Yan smiled. He actually knew what his wife had done secretly, so he had to laugh at Lin Suzawa at night.

Liu Yanzhi went out. He was wearing a blue cotton robe and cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole. The winter in San Francisco was cold. Street carriages were shuttled. There were flags and colored strips hanging at the door of the store. Bells and bells were ringing. He saw a small iron train in the Macy's store window, intending to buy a play for his son. Suddenly the train gradually deformed, and the window slowly twisted...

The whole world became unreal. Liu Yanzhi looked down at himself and his body became blurred. After a second, he felt his head confused. It seemed that the world had returned to normal. He was squatting in front of the window, and the bells were still ringing in his ears, but the goods in the window were no longer small iron trains, but a fur coat. The LCD screen above his head was playing the model show of Paris Fashion Week.

Liu Yanzhi's mind was blank. He looked around, and the traffic was busy. The street scene in San Francisco was still there. The four-wheeled carriage turned into cars. The pedestrian wearing a top hat and well-dressed pedestrian turned into a black hip-hop young man wearing a hoodie and holding an Apple phone. The hand-painted billboard turned into a LCD screen. This is 2018, and he returned to the benchmark time and space.

No one cares about this Chinese in strange clothes. The United States emphasizes cultural diversity. No one cares about you when you go out on the street. Liu Yanzhi ran back to Chinatown. The Yanzhi laundry, which was familiar to him half an hour ago, has become an automated chain laundry. There is no longer a wife who is looking forward to it, and no lovely son.

Liu Yan was going crazy. He punched the glass of the roadside car, sat in and removed the dashboard, pulled out the wires and lit it, stepped on the accelerator, headed east, and threw the car out of the city, soared into the air, heading straight to the Monsanto secret base in Nevada.

The wind whistled in my ears. Before I knew it, Liu Yanzhi's flight speed increased sharply. In a branch passenger plane in the sky, five-year-old Jimmy sat by the porthole and saw a person flying below. He pulled his mother and said, "Mommy, look, Superman."

Mommy touched his head: "You are such a fantasy child."

Liu Yanzhi was running lightning all the way and finally arrived at Monsanto Base. He ignored the dense divine defense system and landed directly in the center of the base. The defensive weapons did not fire. Hannibal came out and looked at Liu Yanzhi with a confused look on his face.

"Why!" Liu Yanzhi shouted.

"I'm sorry, I've tried my best," Hannibal said. "Time has its own rules. You've stayed for too long and been rejected."

Liu Yan turned around and wanted to leave. Hannibal called him: "Where are you going? If you want to travel from Cuiwei Mountain to bring back your wife and children who are left in another world, I advise you not to do this, because it makes no sense."

"What do you mean?" Liu Yanzhi stopped, his heart beating wildly.

"They are dead, sorry, but this is the fact that the earthquake was about a year and a half ahead of its unknown reasons. It occurred on the afternoon of December 24, 1904, which was higher than the original historical magnitude. San Francisco was completely destroyed and tens of thousands of victims were killed." Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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