Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin no longer paid attention to Qingluan, and checked the storage space by himself. He saw the gift package, and it asked whether he wanted to receive it.

Zhong Yuemin replied, “Yes.”

"Congratulations, you have received 1000 yuan in cash, a bottle of hair-cleansing and marrow-removing pills, a copy of the Yan Yang Jue technique, and a copy of the Nine-Turn Alchemy Method. Two jars of top-quality 150-year-old daughter red wine, and two packages of top-quality tea."

Zhong Yuemin was overjoyed to hear that he was really rich. He was really sleepy, and someone gave him a pillow! This solved his urgent need. "Qingluan, not bad, not bad, you are quite generous! What is this "Yan Yang Jue"? How come there is something for alchemy? Isn't this stuff just for bluffing?"

"Anything produced by this system must be of the highest quality. If you continue to talk nonsense, I will give you another task."

Zhong Yuemin was so scared that he quickly shut up. He hadn't completed his mission yet! If another one came, he would lose his life.

Zhou Xiaobai returned home and saw her father Zhennan and mother Chen Yijun sitting in the living room. To be honest, she felt guilty. However, no matter how guilty she felt, she had to speak out about this matter! She had already received the marriage certificate, so she had to speak out. "Dad, Mom, I want to tell you something."

Zhou Zhennan and Chen Yijun looked at each other. They were very confused. Their daughter had not told them many things since she grew up. What was going on this time? Chen Yijun asked curiously, "Xiaobai! What's the matter? You are so serious."

Zhou Xiaobai calmed down his anxious mood and took a deep breath. "Dad, Mom, I, I'm married."

Zhou Zhennan, who was drinking tea, spat out. "What the hell? Zhou Xiaobai, I didn't hear it clearly, please say it again." To be honest, Zhou Zhennan didn't hear it clearly, but he didn't believe it. Where is the good girl he used to be? Where did she go?

Zhou Xiaobai directly took out his marriage certificate and handed it to his mother Chen Yijun. Finally, it came to Zhou Zhennan's hand. After taking a look at it, he wanted to hit someone so much that his hands were raised.

Seeing Zhou Xiaobai standing there motionless, Zhou Zhennan put his hand down again. He had never been willing to hit Zhou Xiaobai since he was a child. He had three sons and two daughters, and Zhou Xiaobai was the youngest. Both parents loved the youngest. Zhou Xiaobai was held in the palm of his hand for fear of dropping him, and held in his mouth for fear of melting him. How could he bear to hit him?

If it was those three sons, Zhou Zhennan would have beaten him long ago. He was so angry that he smashed the teacup in his hand. Chen Yijun felt sorry for his daughter after all. He came out to smooth things over. "Okay, is this a good thing? Why are you angry? Xiaobai, you are such a fool. Why didn't you discuss such a big thing with me and your dad? Besides, don't you have a partner? Why did you get married all of a sudden?"

Zhou Xiaobai certainly didn't dare to talk about their breakup, but she told him everything else. Zhou Zhennan and Chen Yijun looked at each other again. Things had come to this point, and they couldn't say anything more. Chen Yijun ordered, "Xiaobai, since you have already received the marriage certificate, your father and I can only wish you the best. Tomorrow, you can ask the young man and his family to come to our house. The parents of both sides must meet each other!"

Zhou Xiaobai nodded vigorously. She got the marriage certificate so quickly because she was afraid that her parents would have objections. It was different from something between two people. Now that her parents agreed, what else was she dissatisfied with?

After Zhong Yuemin arrived at the door of his house, he looked around and saw no one around. He took out the two premium girls' red wines and tea leaves and walked into his yard. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Dad, Dad, come out and pick me up, I can't carry it anymore!"

Zhong Shanyue came out of the house and said unhappily, "Why are you howling like a ghost? You started as soon as you entered the door. Why are you holding two jars of wine?"

"Dad, this is good wine. I have nowhere to buy it. Besides, there is a big happy event in our family today."

Zhong Shanyue took the jar of wine and asked, "There is no big happy event in our family, why don't I know about it?"

Zhong Yuemin put the wine and tea on the table, took out his marriage certificate from his pocket and handed it to Zhong Shanyue. "Dad, look, your son is getting married. Is this a big happy event?"

After Zhong Shanyue took it, he looked at the marriage certificate, then looked at Zhong Yuemin. He asked curiously, "Didn't you say you didn't have a girlfriend at that time? How come you got married all of a sudden? Why do I feel like you're joking?"

Zhong Yuemin started bragging again. "Before, it was because your son didn't want to. With my charm, if he wants to get married, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes?"

Zhong Shanyue was too lazy to pay attention to him. "Since you have already received the marriage certificate, let's go to their home tomorrow to visit them. Don't let them say we don't know etiquette."

"Dad, I've already prepared all the gifts! These wines and teas are of the best quality!"

"You are just boasting. It is not up to you to say whether it is good or not. You will know after tasting it."

"Dad, let's try it tonight."

"These are all trivial matters. You can take advantage of the time now to write down what you gave me!"

"Dad, no problem. You go cook and I'll go write the materials for you."

"At this stage, we must reform to find a way out, and the first thing we need to do is to transform the planned economy into a market economy. The so-called market economy is also called a free market economy or a free enterprise economy. It is an economic system in which the production and sales of products and services are completely guided by the free price mechanism of the free market. It is not guided by the state like a planned economy. In a market economy, there is no central coordination system to guide its operation, but in theory, the market will produce complex interactions through the supply and demand of products and services, thereby achieving the effect of self-organization. Supporters of the market economy usually argue that the private interests pursued by people are actually the best interests of a society............"

Zhong Yuemin wrote several thousand words in such a fluent manner. After reading it from beginning to end, he felt that it was almost done. Although Zhong Shanyue was cooking, he would occasionally look at where Zhong Yuemin was. When he finished cooking, Zhong Yuemin also put away his pen.

Zhong Shanyue saw that Zhong Yuemin had finished writing and came directly to his side. "Let me see what you wrote? It can actually allow me to resume work."

"Dad, I have written these materials for you. As for whether you dare to hand them in, that is your business."

Zhong Shanyue took the paper and started to read it. The more he read, the deeper his frown became. Now he finally understood what Zhong Yuemin meant by "Do you dare to hand it over?" To be honest, he was really hesitant at this moment. "Yuemin! Are you sure it's okay to do this? Can I still get my job back?"

"Dad, there's no problem with getting your job back. It won't be your original job. They will probably put you in a different position, and there will be a label attached to your future."

Zhong Shanyue frowned even more when he heard Zhong Yuemin's words. "Label? What label? What do you mean by that?"

"Dad, you are an old revolutionary. You should know that struggles always exist. If you hand over this document, you will be labeled a reformer and pioneer, and you will become a target of attack by conservatives."

Zhong Shanyue thought for a while and asked, "Do you think the reformists will win in the end?"

This old revolutionary is an old revolutionary, and his consciousness is high. It is impossible not to admire him! "Dad, it's a bit too early to say this now. You don't even have the qualifications to take sides now, so what's the point of saying this..."

Before Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, Zhong Shanyue slammed the table. "Don't play tricks on me, you little bastard. I've seen everything. You're trying to provoke me. Go get it back from you. Bring me that premium wine so I can have a taste."

Zhong Yuemin shrank his neck and went over to get the jar of top-quality Nv'erhong. He picked up the jar with a smile and carefully poured out two glasses of Nv'erhong. The wine was an attractive amber color, exuding a light fruity aroma and the aroma of aged wine.

Zhong Shanyue took the wine glass, swirled it gently, and admired the flow of the wine in the glass. He smelled the aroma of the wine, nodded with satisfaction, and then handed a glass to Zhong Yuemin.

"Come on, son, let's have a drink."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and raised his glass, clinked it with his father's, and then drank it all in one gulp. As the wine entered his mouth, a warm feeling spread from his throat to his whole body, with a unique sweetness and mellowness.

"It's really a good wine!" Zhong Yuemin exclaimed.

Zhong Shanyue also took a sip and nodded with satisfaction: "This wine is really top-grade. This wine is only available in heaven. It is rare to smell it in the world."

Zhong Yuemin poured another glass for each of the two people and tasted it slowly. He sighed in his heart: This fine wine is a gift from nature and the result of the hard work of the winemakers. Tasting fine wine is like tasting the beauty of life, which makes people intoxicated and linger.

Drinking a glass of fine wine is first of all a visual enjoyment. The color of fine wine is bright and attractive, crystal clear, and sparkling like a gem. Under the light, the fine wine sparkles with a charming light, making people want to explore it. Pour it into the glass, the wine is as smooth as silk, flowing with an elegant dance, which is pleasing to the eye.

Drinking fine wine is a kind of enjoyment of taste. The taste of fine wine is rich and varied, some are sweet like honey, some are sour and delicious, and some are bitter and sweet. Every drop of fine wine contains the essence of nature, which makes people feel the colorful life in the process of tasting. As the fine wine flows in the mouth, the taste buds are awakened, as if in a wonderful world of taste, making people intoxicated.

Drinking fine wine is also an auditory enjoyment. Gently shake the wine glass, the wine and the glass wall collide with each other, making a pleasant sound, like a beautiful symphony. When tasting fine wine, you can also hear the sound of bubbles jumping in the glass, which is the wine releasing its vitality, making people feel the rhythm and vitality of life.

Drinking fine wine is a spiritual enjoyment. In the process of tasting fine wine, people can relax, put aside their worries, and immerse themselves in the pleasure brought by fine wine. Fine wine is like a close friend, accompanying us through joy and sorrow, allowing us to appreciate life and experience the beauty of life through tasting.

Drinking fine wine is like a flying dance. With the company of fine wine, people seem to have wings, can fly in the vast sky, and feel the joy of freedom. Fine wine is like a beautiful dance music, leading us to dance freely on the stage of life.

In short, drinking fine wine is a great enjoyment, not only for the tongue and stomach, but also for the spirit and soul. In the process of tasting fine wine, we can feel the beauty of life and understand the true meaning of life.

The father and son enjoyed the wine and chatted about family matters. Zhong Yuemin told his father about his life and work in other places, while Zhong Shanyue shared stories about his youth and his experience in the revolution. He also talked about how he pursued Yao Ping in a domineering way, and Zhong Yuemin listened with a smile.

This father and son had never had such a harmonious chat before. It can be said that the father was kind and the son was filial. Time passed unnoticed in the pleasant conversation until the night deepened. "Yuemin, if I hand over that document, aren't you afraid of being implicated by me in the future?"

Zhong Yuemin might have been drunk, so he answered without thinking, "Dad, I was just about to tell you that I don't plan to work in the army anymore. I'm going to retire."

After hearing this, Zhong Shanyue was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the broom behind him and hit Zhong Yuemin.

After being hit, Zhong Yuemin began to jump and dodge. While dodging, he shouted loudly, "How can you be like this, old man? Can we still have fun together? We were just chatting happily, how come you just started fighting without saying anything? You can't play like this."

At this moment, the father's love and the son's filial piety were gone, and there was chaos. It should be because of drinking, both of them were staggering. Zhong Shanyue was exhausted and panting. "Zhong Yuemin, do you want to piss me off to death? You were doing well in the army, why did you retire?"

"Dad, Dad, be careful not to break the wine jar, or we won't have anything to drink."

Zhong Shanyue's broom felt cold, but he thought of the delicious wine and put his hand down again. "Zhong Yuemin, you must give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will not forgive you."

"Dad, that's right. Why can't we talk peacefully? You have to give me a chance to explain, right?"

"Okay, I'll listen to your explanation and see if you can come up with something."

"Dad, if it were wartime, I would definitely not retire. But it's not wartime now! It's peacetime now. What's the point of me serving in the army again?"

"That's bullshit. If you say so, no one should join the army. Just disband the army."

"Dad, what you said is too extreme. Soldiers in the future will definitely be cultural soldiers and technology soldiers. People like me will be eliminated sooner or later. You are an old revolutionary. You should understand that there is no real peace. It's just that the form of war is different. The wars our country will face in the future will no longer be real wars. They will be weather wars, intelligence wars, cultural wars and financial wars. This is also the so-called unrestricted warfare."

Zhong Shanyue didn't quite understand what he was saying, but it didn't matter. He took a pen and wrote it down. He felt that his son was right. "Where did you know these words?"

"That must be in the books. How does the saying go? Books contain golden houses and beautiful women. I don't think I can handle other things, but I think I can participate in financial warfare."

What he didn't expect was that Zhong Shanyue laughed when he heard this. "Zhong Yuemin, do you know what finance is? Why are you still participating? You know shit about finance."

"Dad, what you said is not right. You don't understand, I don't understand, and no one understands. If the enemy comes to fight a financial war with us, what should we do? Will we just get beaten?"

"You don't serve in the military, so you understand finance?"

"Dad, I think the college entrance examination will be resumed next year at the latest. Then I will apply to a university to study finance. Then I will understand it."

Zhong Shanyue frowned again. "Who told you that the college entrance examination would be restored? How come I didn't know about it?"

"Dad, these are just my guesses. You'll know if it's true when the time comes. And I can't join the army immediately. I still need approval from above."

Zhong Shanyue put down the broom and sat down again, thinking about what Zhong Yuemin said. Zhong Yuemin also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was not easy for him. Then he poured two more glasses of wine and drank slowly.

Zhong Shanyue took a sip and said, "What you said makes sense. Since you have an idea, then do it as you say. There is nothing I can do if I disagree."

Zhong Yuemin looked at the white-haired Zhong Shanyue and felt inexplicably sad. Thinking about the "hair-cleansing and marrow-removing pill" he had obtained, it should be okay to give one pill to his father, right?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin, under the stimulation of alcohol, did not think too much. He directly took out the medicine bottle and said in a weak voice, "Dad, Dad, I, I have another bottle of medicine. Let's take one pill each."

Both of them were a little drunk. Zhong Shanyue asked in confusion, "My body is fine. Why should I take medicine? I won't take it."

Zhong Yuemin was drunk. "Dad, you still want to make use of your remaining energy. How can you do that without a healthy body? My medicine is not ordinary medicine. It can improve a person's physique. I wouldn't give it to an ordinary person."

Zhong Shanyue burst into laughter after hearing this. "What a bullshit medicine! You're bragging about it like it's a magic pill. Fine, give it to me. I'll believe you this time."

Zhong Yuemin was speechless. "You are just my dad. If it were someone else, I would..."

"What are you doing, kid?"

"What can I do? Come on, Dad, let's take one each." Zhong Yuemin was simply drunk and didn't consider whether Zhong Shanyue could tolerate the drug. If he was sober, he would definitely not dare to do this.

This daughter's red wine is still very strong. Zhong Shanyue was already dazed. He took the medicine from Zhong Yuemin and put it in his mouth without thinking. He smacked his lips afterwards. "I say you were fooled, kid. This doesn't have any taste? And there's no reaction."

Zhong Yuemin nodded in agreement, and then the father and son staggered back to their respective rooms to sleep.