Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 498 Brothers reunited

After receiving the news, Gu Weijun led a group of people across mountains and rivers back to Guangzhou.

That’s right, there are no highways now. Although Guangxi is close to Guangdong, the road... Fortunately, we chartered a boat.

The solemn and majestic 10-story China Export Commodities Trade Exhibition Hall has a high platform right at the entrance, directly below the statue of the Chairman!
A large red cloth was hung at the door with a line of large characters: Warmly celebrate the signing ceremony of additional cooperation with the American "Fruit Company";

"Wow" This American old woman is really rich?
Any foreign buyer who came here in the first half of the year will find out by asking the translator next to them. This woman just spent 100 million US dollars and signed an order in the first half of the year. She is going to throw money again only half a year later?
Or did you make back the money in the past six months?
Holy shit! I must have made my money back!

Otherwise, how could there be a fool who keeps throwing money away?
From the high point, the foreigners outside the exhibition hall looked as if there were a crowd of people like ants, moving about and talking among themselves.

Wait until Zhen Qianbao read another article from the manuscript that was in line with positive energy: Never falsify financial matters!

We firmly support China's financial authorities in reviewing the company's finances.

The banner was taken down, and the crowd outside the exhibition hall applauded and prepared to rush in, but a new banner was replaced:
Warmly celebrate the signing ceremony of cooperation with French United Textile Group!
"Wow!!"

Waiting for the foreigners in the square outside to get excited?

Where did this god come from?
How much money did you make in China before?
When Catherine went on stage to give a speech, a European merchant saw her and immediately exclaimed, "Belle de Jour!"

Someone immediately asked a question, and the French in the crowd immediately answered loudly: Catherine Deneuve, the national flower of France, no, the flower of Europe, the star of the movie "Belle de Jour".
"Wow"

If the cooperation agreement signed by Jane Seberg with domestic partners using "Fruit Company" at the Spring Canton Fair in the first half of the year was just a hook, and everyone was watching for the follow-up; after this signing ceremony, the investment enthusiasm for cooperation was completely ignited.

Investment cooperation application agreements flew into the Ministry of Foreign Trade like snowflakes.

Chief Fang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and laughed repeatedly: "Borrowing chickens to lay eggs, borrowing chickens to lay eggs!"

"Quick, hold a meeting and discuss the various central committees and offices involved!"

"time does not wait"

"Where's that kid Gu Weijun?"

"Let him come over. He's smart and has some ideas. Let him join the discussion."

"What, have you already run back to the capital?"

"I"

That's right, as soon as the contract was signed and Constance and their two children were sent away, Gu Weijun boarded a plane to Beijing, just to avoid being drafted.
What a nice and refreshing autumn!
Bah, Gu Weijun just took a deep breath, sighed while standing on the plane ramp, and then swallowed a mouthful of sand.
A sandstorm came from Inner Mongolia along with the cold air flow from the south.

As soon as he got out of the airport, Gu Weijun dusted off Zhao Chenggang who came to pick him up and quickly closed the door as he got into the car. "Why did the sandstorm come so early this year?"

Zhao Chenggang turned the steering wheel and replied in a muffled voice: "The news said that the cold front moved south ahead of schedule this year."

"Shall I take you back to Beichizi Street?"

"No, let's go to my parents' house in Nanluoguxiang first."

"okay."

"Gangzi, here, these are gifts for you and Xiaoyu's children," Gu Weijun took out two pieces of clothing, a hat, and a toy that were suitable for this era from the cloth bag at his feet.

"Here, these are socks for your wives, and shirts to wear underneath them."

"Yeah, haha." Zhao Chenggang didn't say thank you, but just smiled.

"By the way, when you send it to Xiaoyu's house, tell him that we can go to Shichahai Sijinyuan to get together in a few days. I can stay in Beijing for 10 days."

"okay."

At the gate of Nanluoguxiang, Gu Weijun was carrying a bag and looking up at the mottled gate and the faded slogans on the walls on both sides. He suddenly felt like he was traveling through time. He went up the steps and entered the courtyard. It was quiet and there were not many people in the courtyard. He could only vaguely feel the curtains in a few rooms fluttering.

When I got to the backyard and opened the door, my mother was not there either.
Where did all this go?
Gu Weijun didn't care. He threw the decorative canvas bag away, took off his Zhongshan suit, rolled up his sleeves, and started to light the stove at the door.

After a while the fire was lit and I started to boil water to make tea.

He took out another large bag of Tieguanyin tea wrapped in newspaper from the space and threw it on the dining table.

He poured out the warm water in the thermos, refilled it with boiling water, and first scalded his own teacup, which was printed with "Advanced Worker - The Large Teacup" issued by the steel rolling mill.

He threw a handful of tea leaves in, sat at the table in the main room, turned on the radio, listened to all kinds of exciting news reports, and sipped his tea.

Then I fell asleep in a daze.
"Oh, why did my stove go out? This shouldn't happen. I turned it off before I left."

"Well, Aunt Gu, please bring a new piece of honeycomb coal from my house. It must not affect the cooking. I'm almost off work."

"Why is it that your Weimin is back to visit his family, but Banggeng from the middle courtyard is not back?"

"How would I know? Weimin didn't tell me anything."

"Alas, our Guangfu has been gone for so many years, and there is no news."

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. As parents, we just need to do our duty well."

"Okay, I'm going home now. I'll come to your house to exchange coal later."

The door opened with a creak. "Oh my god!"

"Da Jun, when will you get home!"

Gu Weijun stood up and smiled at Gu Ma, saying, "Mom, I just got home this afternoon and was just boiling water to make tea."

"Oh, this is great!"

"Wei Min also came back to visit his family at this time this year. He has just been home for two days and was playing with your son on Beichizi Street."

"You two brothers haven't met for several years."

"Come on, call your dad. Let's go to Beichizi Street today for a family reunion."

Wrinkles appeared at the corners of Gu Ma's eyes when she smiled. It might be the effect of the "bath water". After more than ten years, there is still no change between Gu Ma and Gu Ba, except for a few fine lines at the corners of their eyes.

After the mother and daughter called Father Gu at the public phone at the entrance of Mianhua Hutong, they strolled towards Beichizi Street, chatting and laughing all the way.

Gu Weijun whispered that he had asked someone to sponsor him to open a Chinese martial arts school.

Some of these foreigners come from far away to learn here, thinking that because it is endorsed by the Chinese government, the "Kung Fu" taught here must be the best.

There were also some Chinese who had previously opened martial arts schools in the United States who came to challenge me out of dissatisfaction.

As a result, he was beaten up by his own master, Liu Qingliang.
That's right, it was beyond Gu Weijun's imagination. He didn't expect that the Liaison Office in the United States would arrange for his master, the legendary investigator Liu Qingliang, to teach martial arts in the United States.
But Gu Weijun didn't have time to meet him.

Entering the courtyard on Beichizi Street, a tall young man, 1 meters tall, with short hair and wearing a Type 88 military uniform, was standing in the courtyard.

"Weimin!"

Gu Weimin turned around and saw a young man who looked 70% like Gu Weijun grinning, "Brother!"

(End of this chapter)