"Know."
"You dare to do these things in the island city, you really don't want to live or die!"
Thousands of miles away, somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Third uncle, do you think this is what I should do?" Zheng Weijun asked his third uncle sitting next to him.
"This is the old man's wish. It's hard to disobey it!" Zheng Shixiong took a sip of tea. He only has one daughter, and he regards this nephew who he has raised as half his biological son. In most matters, he takes care of and worries for him. But there are some things that he is powerless to do.
"I still love my eldest brother very much!" Zheng Weijun said.
"After all, your eldest brother was raised by him himself, so naturally he should be extra close to you." Zheng Shixiong said.
"Actually, your eldest brother still treats you well."
"Yes, he treated me well." The smile on Zheng Weijun's face was bitter. "Actually, sometimes, I would rather not have been born in such a family. I would have been exposed to the darkness of people's hearts too early, fighting for power and profit, intrigues, and so on. People are exhausted physically and mentally.”
Because of these fights, brothers may turn against each other.
"I have thought about it, I will no longer interfere in the business of the seven southern provinces!" Zheng Weijun said after being silent for a while.
"Figured out?"
"I figured it out. I only want Qi Province's business, especially Nanshan Medicine. I want all the shares to be mine." Zheng Weijun said.
"This is much easier, less than 1%. I think the old man will definitely agree, and your eldest brother will also agree. He may even give you control over the business. Are they brothers after all?" Zheng Shixiong said.
"That's it, I'm done with you, uncle."
"We don't need to be so open to each other." Zheng Shixiong said.
In such a big family, everyone has their own sorrow.
"I'm going out to relax for a few days."
"That's fine."
In another section of this southern city, in a villa.
"Second uncle, do you think this is unfair to Weijun?"
"Weihong, there is no fairness in the world. Besides, this is the old man's decision. Do you think your uncles will have no idea? What you are about to take over is nearly one-third of the Zheng family's property. How much? Everyone is staring at it, what a piece of fat this is, your father didn’t even grab it back then, why should you take over, just because you are the grandson raised by the old man? "A middle-aged man in his fifties? The young man smiled.
"Second uncle also thinks it's unfair, right?"
"It's quite unfair. I think so. What do you think other people will think?"
"Yes!" The eldest son of the Sun family sighed after hearing this.
"However, you don't think too much and worry too much. It doesn't matter what they think. The key is what the old man thinks. If they want to intervene, they all have the ability. Now you hold the company's shares in your hands, and you are thinking If you can win over Uncle Ji, you can naturally calm down the storm. In fact, in the end, it all depends on your strength," the middle-aged man said.
"Yes, that's what the second uncle said."
"I am over 50 years old, and your two younger brothers are not very successful, so naturally I will give you my full support."
"They're actually pretty good."
"Okay, what a piece of shit. One wants to be an artist, and the other is quite a movie star. With their looks, I want to slap them with big ears!" When the man mentioned his two unfulfilled sons, He is angry, and it is not just ordinary anger. He refuses to inherit a good family business and insists on doing those frivolous things. However, he still seems to be obsessed with it. No matter how he tries to persuade him, it doesn't work. This makes him worried. Half of his hair was white.
"At least I can do what I want to do."
"They are ignorant. If they were half as capable as you and Wei Jun, I would be relieved!" said the middle-aged man.
In the mountain village, the autumn wind blows and the weather is cool.
“What a great tea!”
Wang Yao sat quietly under the acacia tree and sipped tea. Su Zhixing specially brought Wuyi Rock Tea for him from the capital. This was indeed a good thing, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.
"Perhaps, I can plant a few plants in the cracks of the rocks in Nanshan." Wang Yao said.
Bang bang bang, there is a sound of someone knocking on the door.
"Please come in."
"Xiao Yao is here."
"Uncle." Wang Yao stood up hurriedly when he saw the person coming.
The loyal elder in the village, Wang Fengming.
"Aren't you busy today?"
"It's not busy. There aren't many people here. Please sit down and drink tea." Wang Yao poured him a cup of tea.
"Hey, thank you."
"What's wrong with you?"
"It's really something. Didn't that guy plant several acres of medicinal herbs on the mountain? I don't know what to do."
"I went to check it out, and it's growing pretty well. I want the one closest to the wild state without fertilizing." Wang Yaodao said that he had been to the two plots of land planted by the two of them on Dongshan Mountain. The herbs in them were growing pretty well. It can be seen that the two of them are very attentive to it. Of course, it is incomparable to the medicines in the medicine fields above Nanshan.
"Hey, that's good, that's good." Wang Fengming said after hearing this.
"Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely want these medicinal materials. Also, I suggest you buy more. Isn't there a big new pharmaceutical company in the town? They mainly make traditional Chinese medicine, and the raw material requirements are Natural and pollution-free organic Chinese medicine, you will definitely have no worries about selling it in the future.”
"Yeah?"
"Can I still lie to you about this? To tell you the truth, the boss of that pharmaceutical company is a friend of mine, and I also have shares in it."
"Ah, okay, okay, I'll go back and plant some more."
"Hey, okay."
"I go first."
"No hurry, uncle, you can drink this tea first before leaving." Wang Yao pointed to the tea cup.
Wang Fengming drank the water in the teacup in one gulp.
"Oh, this tea smells so good!" he exclaimed.
Even people who don’t understand tea or how to taste tea can still tell the difference between good tea and bad tea after drinking it.
"Come here often when you are free. I have plenty of good tea here." Wang Yao smiled after hearing this.
"Hey." Wang Fengming smiled and left.
In the afternoon, towards dusk, Wang Yao closed the door of the medical clinic and went home to eat. On the way back, an old man squatted by the river and smoked, very leisurely.
"uncle."
"Hey, Xiaoyao is going back?"
"Yes, have you eaten?"
"No, aren't we waiting for Zecheng to come back?" the old man said with a cheerful smile.
"Okay, then I'll go back first."
The old man smiled and waved his hand.
"Hey!" Wang Yao sighed softly.
What a pity for this old man!
Even if he was in a good mood and everything went smoothly, he could not resist the erosion of the terrible disease in his body. Wang Zecheng taking medicine from him all day long was just delaying and reducing his pain. In fact, he was still heading towards Death is much faster than healthy people.
When I walked to the alleyway home, I saw Wang Zecheng who had returned from get off work in the factory. After not seeing him for a while, he became even thinner.
"Wang Yao." Wang Zecheng, riding a motorcycle from far away, greeted him.
"get off work?"
"Hey, it's time to get off work." Wang Zecheng said with a smile.
"Go back quickly, uncle is still waiting for you to come home for dinner."
"Hey, I'll go back right away."
The prodigal son returns!
The sun sets in the west, and there is a red glow on the horizon.
Wang Yao's mother was preparing dinner at home, while Wang Fenghua was sitting in the yard smoking. Wang Yao went into the kitchen to help put away the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table. Soon, the meal was ready.
"It's autumn, the weather is cold, and everyone in the village who can walk has moved away." Zhang Xiuying said.
When Wang Yao was walking around the village these days, he did see a few fewer people.
"I guess you won't come back after you leave, right?"
"Why did you come back? The houses have been replaced, and the land on the mountain has been destroyed. It's all abandoned." Zhang Xiuying said.
The land is like this. Weeds will grow even if it is cultivated frequently. If it is not taken care of regularly, the land will be completely abandoned in less than a year.
Wang Yao didn't speak, just listened quietly.
He didn't care how many people there were in the village.
"I met Wang Yilong in the village today. He is in good spirits."
"It's okay." Wang Yao said.
"How long can he live?" Zhang Xiuying asked one more question.
"It's hard to say. It depends on himself and his family. However, Wang Zecheng has changed a lot during this period. He is filial to the elderly and takes care of his family. The old man seems to be in a good mood. This kind of living situation is beneficial to the continuation of his life. is beneficial.”