Poor!
He was really too poor!
Although Zhao Endong had already made sufficient mental preparations before he came, he was still very calm.
However, he did not expect the North to be so poor in this era.
Basically, every household did not have a complete door.
The people working in the fields were all sallow and emaciated. Their eyes were lifeless as they worked like machines.
It was as if he had lost all hope in life.
It was just like the Nanpang people he had seen in his previous life.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Endong could not help but sigh and admire.
The greatness of that old man.
If he hadn't drawn a circle, people would have been poor for generations.
Zhao Endong was not willing to comment too much on right and wrong.
However, he knew that from now on, everyone would have a full meal.
When they arrived at Wang Meng's house, they looked at the dilapidated courtyard wall and the half-broken courtyard door.
Wang Meng scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Sorry to make a fool of myself, Boss."
Zhao Endong smiled and waved his hand.
After entering the courtyard, he found an old man with a cigarette in his mouth chatting with another old man.
The two of them were stunned when they saw Zhao Endong and Wang Meng. The old man with the cigarette asked.
"What are you looking at? Are you looking for me?"
Before Zhao Wendong could answer, Wang Meng answered first.
"Father! I'm Meng Zi!"
As she spoke, her tears flowed down. She ran to the old man and knelt down.
"I am Meng Zi! I'm Meng Zi, Dad!"
She was no longer as generous as she usually was. She was crying like a child.
Zhao Endong's heart ached when he saw this.
Wang Meng had been away from home for many years, so much so that his father did not recognize him. It took him a long time to hug Wang Meng.
"Are you really Meng Zi? Are you still alive?"
Ever since Wang Meng left home many years ago, there had been no news.
His family thought he was dead.
At that time, the world was in chaos, and most of the people who went out to adventure would not return.
People were already used to it. Although they were sad, there was nothing they could do.
At this time, Wang Meng suddenly returned. Moreover, he was dressed brightly. How could he not be surprised?
"That's right! I am Meng Zi! I'm back!"
The father and son hugged each other and cried.
Wang Meng's father quickly pulled the old man beside him and said.
"Second uncle, look, my Meng Zi is back!”
The old man at the side also wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Good! Good! It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back…"
The three of them talked for a while before Wang Meng's father noticed Zhao Endong and quickly asked.
"Son, this is?"
Wang Meng quickly pulled Zhao Endong over and introduced him.
"Father! This is my big brother. If it weren't for him, I would still be selling fishballs!”
Wang Meng's father understood when he heard that. This must be his son's benefactor.
He quickly got up and invited Zhao Endong to sit down. Then, he called his second uncle to prepare good wine and dishes.
He also asked his relatives to come over. They wanted to celebrate today.
Ever since Wang Meng's whereabouts were unknown, his father often sulked.
From time to time, he would say that he would rather die on the battlefield.
Now that Wang Meng had returned and made a fortune, he was naturally very happy.
……
At night, Wang Meng's house was decorated with lanterns and streamers, as if he was marrying a new wife.
There were three or four tables for the banquet alone.
Although the banquet here wasn't as luxurious as in Hong Kong, it still had a different flavor.
The people in the village often went up the mountain to hunt, so there was no lack of wild game.
For example, there was a small pheasant stewed with mushrooms, a pangolin, and a whole wild boar leg.
At this time, there were no wild animal protection laws. They could eat whatever they wanted.
As for Wang Meng's father, he was even more excited. He raised his glass one after another and kept praising his son.
He said that he had seen this kid as promising since he was young. Now, he had indeed made a fortune.
The surrounding relatives also kept complimenting him. Even the village chief respected Wang Meng's father a lot.
"Dog leftovers! When your Mengzi came down from the battlefield, I said that he would be blessed after surviving a great disaster. What about now? I was right!"
Wang Meng's father drank a glass of wine and cursed.
"I say, Dopey, forget it. Back then, you said that my Mengzi wasn't as good as your son!”
The village chief drank another glass of wine and refused to admit what he had said.
"Bullshit! When did I say that before?"
During the banquet, Wang Meng distributed the things he bought in Hong Kong to everyone.
The villagers had never seen such strange things before, and they all widened their eyes in curiosity.
Wang Meng took out a big brother and said to his father.
"Dad, call me with this when you miss me in the future.”
As he spoke, he even explained to his father how to use the mobile phone.
His father touched the square mobile phone and said in disbelief.
"You said that this square box can allow us to talk from thousands of miles away?”
The village chief snatched the mobile phone. He had seen others use it in the provincial capital before, so he kept touching it in his hand.
"What do you know? This is high-tech, understand? Do you know what high technology is? I heard that rich people don't even need hoes to farm!”
Wang Meng's father widened his eyes.
"What? No need for a hoe! Rich people don't use hoes to farm? Then what should he use? Do you want to use your hands?"
The village chief ignored Wang Meng's father and held Wang Meng's hand as he said earnestly.
"Meng Zi! Now that you're successful, you can't forget the people in the village!”
"Now, the old and young in the village are all counting on you!”
"You, who got rich first, have to respond to the call and lead us who haven't gotten rich yet.”
(Is there food? Give me something to eat…)
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