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Accompanied by three neat shouts, the phalanx in front took three steps forward.

Neatly, the movements are completely consistent, like a stormy sea, shocking the nerves of everyone on the opposite side.

Shocked by this aura, Axe Ryoya stepped back a few steps, then tripped over the leg of a fallen boy, and sat down on the ground with a thud.

He usually fights and kills, and he has seen blood. Of course, he can feel the horror of the group of people opposite.

Instant understanding: Maybe he has been on the battlefield.

The two are not in the same series, how can this be played?

"You have your rules, and we have ours. It's better for everyone not to interfere with each other."

Liu Qingshan also didn't want to fight and kill on the first day, just let the other party retreat in spite of difficulties.

Fu Touliang got up and wanted to say a few words on the scene, but he was stared at by a pair of sharp eyes, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense. He led a few younger brothers and chose to retreat in desperation.

"Haha, Brother Qingshan, you have such courage, good means, and great courage!"

Boss Huo came out of nowhere, and then stopped in front of that Fu Touliang: "Go back and tell your boss, don't make any more plans here."

Those who hang out on the street rely on their eyes. Of course, Fu Touliang knows this Boss Huo, nodding and bowing for a while, and hurried away.

Boss Huo waved his hand, and immediately someone brought up several pairs of flower baskets and placed them at the entrance of the company.

Liu Qingshan also greeted him with a smile, this is really righteous.

"Brother Qingshan, Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

Boss Huo also clapped his hands in a dignified manner to express his congratulations. You really can't tell when this guy is his real face.

Then, one after another, one after another, people kept sending flower baskets, Pan Mingpai also called the lion dance team, and the scene finally became much more lively.

The flower baskets gathered more and more, and they were all placed in front of other shops. The neighbors were a little bit acidic. Just now they said that their business here was too slow. It turned out that they were keeping a low profile.

Needless to say, just those 200 strong men with such vigor and vigor can probably take down the police station directly.

It's just that this flower basket is a bit of an obstacle, delaying our business, I just wanted to ask someone to move it away, but looking at the names on it, these neighbors couldn't help being dumbfounded and didn't dare to move.

It was still Liu Qingshan who had a sharp eye, seeing the waiters who delivered the flower baskets put all the flower baskets in other people's territory, and quickly asked people to move them back, densely packed, also gathered into a sea of ​​flowers.

Before I knew it, I had accumulated some contacts on Hong Kong Island.

"Cousin!"

Accompanied by a crisp greeting, Huang Yueming walked slowly, supporting an old man, followed by a flower basket of course.

"Grandpa, you've always been alarmed."

Liu Qingshan hastily greeted him.

The old man waved his hand: "Departure tomorrow."

This one is really impatient, Liu Qingshan originally planned to wait until the first batch of goods from Longteng Trading sailed to sea before going back.

Fortunately, everything is in order here, and there is no obstacle, so Liu Qingshan can rest assured.

Naturally, a few tables were set up in the restaurant at noon, and Liu Qingshan and his party returned to the company after seeing off the guests.

In the small conference hall, Liu Qingshan had to make some arrangements.

The first is to select 180 retired naval soldiers to travel with the fleet.

This is very necessary, because the shortest route from Hong Kong Island to Europe is of course the Suez Canal, but pirates are rampant there, so we have to guard against it.

It is precisely because of this that many fleets prefer to sail around the Cape of Good Hope.

It's just that, not to mention the time delay, the cost will increase exponentially.

Safety issues have always come first. This world is far from being as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

Then there is the entourage, Zhang Long and the old squad leader must follow, and Chen Dongfang, of course, must follow this first trade.

If it wasn't for Liu Qingshan who couldn't get away, he would definitely have to preside over the overall situation himself.

As a result, Xiaowu and Ma Laosan also had to go with the team. These guys were clamoring to experience the feeling of being a cruise ship.

Can a freighter compare with a cruise ship?

Liu Qingshan persuaded a few words, these guys really want to go on a big voyage, and they will definitely suffer when the time comes.

With proper arrangements, Liu Qingshan's second trip to Hong Kong Island came to a successful conclusion.

Successfully supporting Longteng's business, and making a small fortune in gold futures, completely solved the company's foreign exchange shortage problem, and it was a great harvest.

But all of these are not as good as finding relatives in the family of grandma. Only family affection is more important than money, fame and fortune.

Chapter 561 Huangmen Shuwen, worshiping ancestors

"It's really young and old who left home and returned."

After leaving the lobby of the Capital Airport, Huang Shuwen couldn't help sighing.

When he left, he was just a young man in his early twenties, but now he is over seventy years old.

Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming, one on the left and one on the right, supported the old man, followed by Huang Shouting and his wife. Only Huang Yueming's younger brother was left in the family, who was still in school.

Except for the old man, all members of the Huang family set foot on this land for the first time, and they all felt very novel.

"Shou Ting, Feng Zhen, Ye Luo returns to her roots, and people are the same. They cannot live without roots. Although Hong Kong Island is good, I always feel that it is not my roots."

The old man was relatively silent all the way, and when he got off the plane, he suddenly started talking more, probably because he was feeling too much in his heart, right?

Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen don't have such deep feelings as the old man. They both grew up on Hong Kong Island and have already regarded it as their roots.

Only Huang Yueming nodded, half understanding.

Huang Shuwen gently touched his granddaughter's head: "Do you still remember how you got your name?"

"Grandpa took it, the moon is the hometown light."

Of course Huang Yueming knew, but she never left home, so she didn't feel that deeply.

Liu Qingshan didn't urge him, and let the old man express his emotions here. With his state of mind, he understood the old man's heart better than the younger generations of the Huang family.

"Grandpa, let's go first, the weather here is a bit cold."

Huang Yueming was wearing a beige windbreaker, and he still felt the cold. Old people like grandpa have poor blood and are more prone to cold.

"Okay, let's go home, go home!"

The old man paused his cane on the ground, then raised his head, and his waist seemed to be a little straighter.

Liu Qingshan hailed two taxis, and the group left the airport and headed for the city.

Liu Qingshan was sitting in the passenger seat, followed by Huang Shuwen and Huang Yueming. The old man's eyes were always staring out of the car window. When he saw a familiar building, he would talk to his granddaughter.

"In the span of 50 years, the changes are really great." The old man sighed from time to time.

The taxi driver suddenly took over the conversation: "Grandpa, our capital has been undergoing major construction these past few years. If you don't come back, you won't even be able to find your home."

The taxi drivers in the capital couldn't keep their mouths open. When they saw these people, they knew they were overseas Chinese, so they kept their jokes.

Listening to the familiar accent, Huang Shuwen couldn't help but took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

The driver looked at this posture, and quickly said: "Master, I will drive slowly, and you watch slowly."

This big brother is very particular, Liu Qingshan gave the driver a thumbs up.

The driver also returned one, Liu Qingshan thought about it, and finally figured it out: These days, if you have some overseas connections, you will be envied to death.

But for him, he doesn't need to care too much. What he cares about is not the relationship, but the family affection.

Just like that, he drove slowly to Shijia Hutong, and the driver wanted to drive in, but was stopped by the old man.

Liu Qingshan paid the fare, and gave him an extra big ticket, since he is very particular, we should be more open.

I went to the car behind again, but Huang Shouting and his wife had already paid the fare.

Seeing that it was Hong Kong dollars, the driver was very happy.

Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming dragged their suitcases, and Huang Shouting and his wife stood quietly at the entrance of the alley with Huang Shuwen on their hands.

Looking at the mottled walls and the quaint gatehouse, the memory of decades ago gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him, tears instantly blurred the eyes of the old man.

A gust of wind blew by, the withered and yellow leaves on the tree rattled, and a few more fell to the ground.

The old man murmured: "I'm back, I'm back, I'm back at last!"

It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and many people on bicycles came out of the alley, and there were also elementary school students in twos and threes, bouncing around, going to the elementary school in the alley.

There are also aunts who are free and have nothing to do. Seeing this excited old man in front of him, who wants to have children and grandchildren behind him, dressed in temperament, he looks like an old overseas Chinese, so he whispered:

"Another root-seeker."

"I don't know who is so lucky."

"Grandpa, let's go, let's go home first."

Just as Liu Qingshan was about to lead the way, he saw the old man raise his palm: "I'll lead this way."

After speaking, he broke free from the support of his son and daughter-in-law, and walked into the alley.

The few remaining people looked at each other and could only helplessly follow behind.

Huang Shuwen stopped and walked, or stopped under a big tree, or stopped in front of a door bucket. Every plant, tree, brick and tile here may all evoke his long-term memories.

As they walked, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and a very glamorous gate compared to other large courtyards appeared in front of them.

There are drum-shaped gates on both sides, and the vermilion gate is covered with a layer of lacquer. The gatehouse is antique, as if it takes people back to the past era at once.

With a plop, Huang Shuwen knelt down in front of the door. Huang Yueming was about to step forward to help, but was dragged by Liu Qingshan.

In the howling cold wind, the old man in his dying years knelt there, weeping uncontrollably.

Huang Shouting didn't dare to be negligent, and also knelt down. When Huang Yueming saw it, he quickly knelt behind his father.

"Huangmen Shuwen, go home and worship your ancestors!"

The old man kowtowed three times in a row, and then Liu Qingshan hurried forward to help the old man up.

He could feel the old man's body trembling incessantly due to excitement.

Infected by her grandfather, Huang Yueming also had tears in her eyes. Presumably, she already had some deep understanding of the concepts of home and roots.

"Qingshan, can I go in here?"

After a long while, Huang Shuwen finally cleared up his feelings.

Liu Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, this house was returned to us two years ago."

"In the past two years, I have asked a craftsman to repair it. It should be finished now. Let's go in. This is our home!"

The old man was taken aback by what he said, and then his face showed joy, and he said "yes" once or twice.

Then supported by Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming, he stepped up one step at a time.

Huang Shuwen stretched out his hands tremblingly to push the door. The door was not locked, so it opened with a push.

With a creaking sound, it seemed to push away a piece of dusty history.

What catches the eye is a screen wall, a picture of three friends in the cold season, tall and straight green pines, vigorous bamboo branches, and blooming winter plums.

No matter how difficult the years are, they can't stop their tenacious vitality. This is true for plants and people.

There are three people, bypassing the screen wall, and rushing towards the gate in a hurry.

Grandpa Liu Shikui walked ahead vigorously.

Liu Jinfeng supported her little-footed grandma, and followed closely. The old lady was almost held up in midair by her granddaughter.

Liu Qingshan didn't make a sound either, just supported Huang Shuwen forward together with Huang Yueming.

Liu Shikui on the opposite side stopped and looked around in surprise.

Grandma's eyes became extremely bright at this moment. She and Huang Shuwen looked at each other, as if they wanted to find the shadow of the past from each other's old face.

"Second brother!"

"Three sisters!"

The two called out almost at the same time, then rushed together and hugged each other tightly.

The two old people were crying like a child at the moment.

The people around were also blinking their red eyes. The tears were somewhat bitter, but more of the sweetness of reunion.