Countercurrent Xiangjiang giants

Chapter 1 Back to 1980

The wind howled, the salty smell of the sea filled the air, and the fog shrouded it.

Lin Chu hugged the first aid bucket tightly in his arms, wrapped his arms and legs around the first aid bucket, and kept falling from the cliff, causing a series of water waves.

The first aid bucket fell into the sea, and then slowly lifted it up. From the moment it entered the water, Lin Chu held his breath.

Fortunately, less than 30 seconds later, the first aid bucket floated to the surface of the water.

That is to say, with his astonishing strength, he will not be shaken away by this kind of impact force. You must know that he is known as a humanoid armor, with eight-pack abs, and amazing endurance.

Lin Chu let out a breath, loosened his legs, kept kicking the water, and swam forward. The fog was so thick that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, east, and west, so he could only swim in one direction.

"What a pity, I don't know what happened to the monkeys!" Lin Chu sighed.

This time, a group of seven people took advantage of the holiday to travel, and a group of donkey friends came to Wutong Mountain. Unexpectedly, they accidentally walked between a mountain wall and fell directly into the sea.

The sea in early winter was a bit cold. Lin Chu knew that he had to conserve his strength at this time. He was also a top figure in the field of adventure in the field, but this was not his job.

He would be fully prepared for every expedition, and there were a lot of things in the first aid bucket, which was enough for him to protect himself even if he was stranded on a deserted island.

Now it was not too far from where he fell into the sea, and he had only to swim around the mountain and go back.

Thinking of this, he was stunned. He had been swimming for more than ten minutes, but he still hadn't reached the end. This damn fog!
His swimming speed increased, and this time he felt that his physical strength seemed to be better. He was completely tireless and kept swimming in the thick fog.

A burst of gunshots rang out, accompanied by a burst of screams, interspersed with some Cantonese greetings, Lin Chu couldn't help but startled.

Lin Chu didn't stop, and didn't join in the fun out of curiosity. He kept swimming, avoiding the direction of the gunshots. The thick fog in front of him disappeared suddenly, and there was a large rolling land in front of him. He was dumbfounded. This is definitely not the parasol tree Mountain.

After slowly getting ashore, Lin Chu tidied up his clothes. The jacket and sweatpants were already soaked. He shook his head and turned to take a look. There was a dog barking in the distance.

Lin Chu thought for a while, picked up the first-aid bucket and ran away. No matter what, this is a life-saving thing and cannot be lost.

Turning around the plain on one side, he walked a few steps along the mountain road, ran to a hill, took out the binoculars from the first aid bucket, thought for a while, and took out the wolf stick.

Looking into the distance, a policeman in uniform was picking up people. The clothes on those people looked like clothes from the 80s.

"Is this making a movie?" Lin Chu murmured.

After watching it for a while, Lin Chu's heart ached. It didn't look like he was making a movie at all, and he didn't know the terrain here. He didn't know where it was. Even the fog on one side disappeared, and the sea level The last piece is transparent.

After thinking for a while, Lin Chu wrung out the clothes on his body and put them on again. He looked down at the time. The time on the watch was obviously out of order. It showed night, but now it was daytime. The position of the sun should be in the morning Around nine o'clock.

With the first aid bucket on his back, he turned around and left, slowly leaving the coast and walking all the way to the main road. Several cars passed by on the road, and he stood on the side of the road to stop the car.

Ten minutes passed, and none of the passing cars stopped, so they ignored him, and Lin Chu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. People who are really willing to help others are really rare these days.

Lin Chu touched his body and found that the wallet was already wet. He looked at it and found that there was not much money in the wallet, because it was all paid by mobile phone, only a few hundred and ten yuan, and an ID card and bank card were also available. No, the phone has been flooded and can't be used anymore.

He took out the bank card and money, threw off the three-stage anti-wolf stick in his hand, and raised the wallet high.

A truck stopped in front of him. The driver was a man in his 40s. He poked his head out, glanced at his wallet, and said cheerfully, "Young man, take a ride?"

Junior?Lin Chu was puzzled, he was already in his 30s, and he was not very young, so why did he become a young man.

Confused, he nodded, and responded in jerky Cantonese: "Uncle, give me a ride, I'm going to the city."

While talking, he threw the wallet to the driver. The driver opened it and looked at it, startled: "No money?"

"Uncle, this wallet belongs to Chanel, and it's worth a lot of money." Lin Chu said cheerfully.

The driver looked at the wallet carefully, and then nodded: "Get in the car! You are lucky, young man, it's New Year's Day today, and no one is at work. If I didn't want to pull goods for the restaurant, you wouldn't have met me." .”

Lin Chu took a deep breath and sat in the passenger seat. The car smelled fishy, ​​but his heart was churning. Today is New Year's Day?He remembered that it was only the beginning of December.

There was a newspaper on one side, and he opened it to take a look. On January 1980, 1, the weather in Xiangjiang...

Lin Chu was dumbfounded. Is this Xiangjiang in 1980?So this is Yuen Long, and he somehow came to Xiangjiang?

"Xiaoshengzi, did you swim here from the north? You are lucky that you were not beaten to death, and you were not caught by the police and sent back." The driver said cheerfully.

Lin Chu narrowed his eyes and quickly calmed down. When he came here, his ID card was useless. Fortunately, it was the beginning of 1980, and he could apply for an ID card as long as he fled within the boundary street of Kowloon.

His luck is indeed good enough, there are quite a few people fleeing Hong Kong now, but the control is not as strict as before. Fortunately, he came at the right time and didn't encounter any trouble.

In a few months, even if he came here, he would not be able to apply for an ID card, and could only live as a black household. Lin Chu heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he could survive, it would be fine. After all, even if he was sent back, he would not ID card.

His character is resolute, and he will never let go until he is in a desperate situation. Even in a desperate situation, he will not let go. This is his creed.

When a person is dead, if he is alive, he has to struggle, and he has to be worthy of this flesh and blood.

At this moment, he thought of a famous saying that the ancient Greek philosopher Epictetus once said: We are on the stage not chosen by us, and the performance is not scripted by us...

Life is never a choice, but a destination!

"Young boy...Young boy..." came the intermittent voice.

Lin Chu turned his head and took a look, then smiled slightly: "Uncle, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You are lucky. You met me. I happened to be going to Kowloon to deliver goods. I have traveled a lot on this road, and I know all the notes. Usually no one checks. If someone asks later, you just say it is mine. Cousin, help me load and unload the fish."

The driver said softly, and then changed the subject: "By the way, my name is Lin Shirong, and everyone calls me Uncle Rong."

"Uncle Rong, do you know where to get an ID card?" Lin Chu smiled, touched his body at the same time, and took off the bracelet on his wrist. This is the top-notch lobular red sandalwood, which looks very expensive.

The money in the pocket is no longer usable, and the year is wrong, and it must be destroyed later, so as not to leave shocking things behind.

Lin Shirong nodded in satisfaction: "I'll take you there after delivery... Is this bracelet expensive?"

"It's not cheap. Authentic small-leaf red sandalwood is at least one thousand Hong Kong dollars." Lin Chu smiled sincerely. When he bought it before, it was more than 8000. This is considered a rare thing in this age, and the price will not be cheap anymore. .

Lin Shirong was overjoyed and hummed songs all the way, but Lin Chu was thinking about how to survive.

It takes one month to apply for the ID card. During this month, he will have a temporary certificate. It is best to find a place to stay first, and he always has to find an errand.

It is unrealistic to follow Lin Shirong around, and if he returns to Yuen Long, he will most likely be sent back. His Cantonese is not good, and he needs to improve it during this time.

Writing novels is a way, but it is not easy to make money in a short period of time, so he can only go the wrong way, but joining the club does not meet his expectations.

The people in the club want to clean up now, and it will be difficult for him to clean up after he joins, so he can only follow the right path.

In fact, there were not many people who came to Xiangjiang from the mainland in this era. Most of them joined various associations, whether it was the number gang or the prefix, and there were some people from the big circle.

It's just that he has to find a way to stay away, so there is only one way, and that is to speculate in stocks.

In 1980, real estate on Hong Kong Island began to take off, and real estate stocks also rose with the tide. They rose all the way until the next year, that is, in 1981, they rose to the highest peak, and then began to fall back. In 1982, the stock market crashed, and real estate also fell sharply. By 1983 This year's stock market crash is over, this is an opportunity.

"Young boy, what's your name?" Lin Shirong asked.

Lin Chu smiled: "Lin Chu."

"Also surnamed Lin? That's my family, family. In Xiangjiang in the future, if someone bullies you, just report my name, Shatian West Street Lin Shirong, from Hesheng!"

Lin Shirong laughed loudly, and reached out to pat Lin Chu's shoulder.

Lin Chu looked at him, and there seemed to be something interesting here.

(End of this chapter)