The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

Actually, Jin Xingxian made this call.

Gratitude is only the third, and seeking credit is the second. The key is to get money!

The popularity of Cat God Record also gave him a lot of confidence, making him want to rush into the field of hard science fiction.

After hanging up Jin Xingxian's phone call.

Lin Ming found that Lin Zhengfeng and Lin Zechuan were looking at him.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Ming said.

"To be honest, I really don't know how the movie box office is divided, but it will definitely not be so casual with you, right?" Lin Zhengfeng said.

"You mean one-tenth of the box office?" Lin Ming asked back.

Lin Zhengfeng and Lin Zechuan nodded at the same time.

"You don't understand."

Lin Ming shook his head.

He said mysteriously: "I can only tell you that the director of Cat God Record will definitely stand at the top of the world's directors in the future. There may be other directors at the same level as him, but they are definitely not at the same level!"

"Aren't level and level the same thing?" Zhang Li asked puzzledly beside him.

"Hair grows on the head, how can it be long or short?" Lin Ming said.

"Okay, okay, I'll just stick to my womanly opinion, okay?" Zhang Li said with a smile.

4pm.

There was a sound of firecrackers.

From far to near, it was deafening.

"Welcome the New Year!"

Lin Ming and Lin Zhengfeng stood up at the same time, their faces full of joy.

Lin Zhengfeng and Wen Yuanyuan's problems were solved, and Lin Zechuan's job transfer was also arranged by Lin Ming.

Not to mention Lin Ming himself.

This should be the first satisfying New Year for the three of them after they grew up.

Welcoming the New Year is also called 'receiving the New Year'.

The custom in many places is to burn incense and paper at the ancestor's graves and invite the ancestor to come home for the New Year.

Linjialing is no exception.

After returning home.

Lin Ming and Lin Ke followed Lin Chengguo to the cemetery.

On the way, they met many villagers, who greeted Lin Ming's family from a distance.

When I came back, Chi Yufen, Chen Jia, and Lin Chu were already making dumplings.

The skin was thin and the filling was rich, and each one was round and plump, just like a small ingot.

Xuanxuan cheered and followed Lin Ming and the others to set off firecrackers.

Before Lin Ming lit it, the little girl had already covered her ears tightly.

Crackling...

The sound of the firecrackers at home removed all the regrets and sadness before this moment, and ushered in the expectation and prospect of the new year.

This New Year has officially begun!

The sky gradually darkened.

There were all kinds of fireworks at the door of the house, and the value alone was several thousand dollars.

To say whether you like it or not, in fact, Lin Ming and others are now past that age.

People are like this.

When you like it, you don’t have money, so you can’t bear to buy it.

When you have money, you don’t have the childlike innocence at that time.

How can there be no regrets?

Most of the countless dreams in childhood will become regrets in your life.

The happiest person now is Xuanxuan.

If she has any regrets from her childhood when she grows up, it may be that she doesn't know what the word "poverty" really means.

It's really sad to think about it.

While rich people have happiness, they also lose poverty and sorrow.

Looking at Xuanxuan standing at the door of her house, running around with children's fireworks.

Lin Ming and Lin Ke looked at each other, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

As long as the children are happy, what does the poverty in the past matter?

"It's time to eat!"

Chen Jia's voice came from the house.

Lin Ming and others were still listening to the roar of various fireworks. Chen Jia shouted several times before they heard it.

Xuanxuan was still not satisfied.

In the end, Lin Ming said that they would continue to set off fireworks after dinner, and the little girl jumped back to the house.

The tradition of the older generation is to eat dumplings at 12 o'clock.

There were not so many new words at that time, and now it is actually "New Year's Eve".

But as time goes by, many young people cherish these few days of hard-earned New Year holidays, and they have their own things to do after dinner.

So the New Year's Eve dinner is brought forward again and again.

So now, it's only five or six o'clock, and Chi Yufen has already cooked dumplings.

The dumplings are filled with coins, big red dates, chestnuts, brown sugar, etc., all with different meanings.

A family of seven, surrounded by a large table full of dishes and steaming dumplings, just feasted on them.

Before they finished eating, the villagers came in groups.

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Good luck, haha!"

These comfortable words only make people feel more sincere during the New Year.

Lin Ming and Chen Jia did not put on airs and hurried down from the kang.

He was of a high generation, but he was still young. Facing the villagersThe middle-aged man in the house was still very polite.

These people sat at home for a while, and Lin Chengguo took out the best cigarettes, candies, tea, nuts and other things to entertain them.

They may not know what brand of nuts these are, but they can recognize at a glance that the more than ten kinds of cigarettes are not less than 70 yuan.

It makes sense.

I really want to try them all, but I am afraid of choking and getting sick, so I can only take one seemingly casually, and then hurried to the next house to pay New Year's greetings.

Everything at home is no different from last year.

The only difference is that there are many people who come to Lin Ming's house to pay New Year's greetings this year.

Some of them, Lin Ming even feels unfamiliar, and has hardly seen them.

Lin Ming doesn't even know the young juniors in their twenties led by these people.

However, those young people are very familiar with Lin Ming and Chen Jia.

When looking at Lin Ming, I feel extremely excited, more excited than seeing a big star.

After all, in front of a person like Lin Ming, those big stars are nothing?

Lin Ming is really down-to-earth. He can still go back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year even at this stage!

After dinner.

Lin Ke and Lin Ming followed Lin Chengguo to leave.

Whether they knew each other or not, they had already come, so they had to go and see each other. They couldn't lose their manners.

Maybe it was because of the New Year.

Or maybe it was because the times were different now.

Except for those old people who were indifferent to fame and fortune, most of the relatives who were not related at all had very warm smiles on their faces.

Those with money speak the truth, while those without money speak untruthfully.

If you don't believe it, just look at the wine at the banquet. The rich are always offered the first glass.

It's not that Lin Ming had to think in this direction, nor was he really trying to show off.

Lin Ming never thought that he was a person who was out of touch with the world.

He had experienced the coldness of the world when he had no money, so he could see through the excessive enthusiasm of the moment.

But it's all in the past.

It's not an enmity anyway.

Today is the New Year, so we have to be happy!

It started at 7:30 and it was almost 10 o'clock when we came back from paying New Year's greetings.

The roar in the village continued.

The fireworks above our heads burst into brilliant colors.

At this time.

The Spring Festival Gala was performing a male and female chorus by Huan Liuyun and Liu Ruoxi.

The makeup team backstage did not disappoint Lin Ming.

Liu Ruoxi was beautiful, and Huan Liuyun was handsome.

The two used a song "Phoenix Bathing in Fire" to completely push the Spring Festival Gala to a white-hot stage.

And this song was also written by Yun Jiujun!