Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

Yang Jiajun handed the invitation to Yang Qingdai and read, "It's said to be a welcoming party for us, but in fact, they want to force me to hand over my father's heirloom ring."

Scared, she said, this kind of banquet must have bad intentions.

"You were asked to bring it over tomorrow?"

"How is that possible?" Yang Jiajun laughed, "Now the property is in my hands. I am childless at my age, so I will definitely be allowed to adopt a son from the family."

Yang Qingdai shook her head: "It turns out that big families all love house fighting."

The little guy in my heart was rubbing his hands with excitement. It was so thrilling, so thrilling that I could actually experience it in person.

"That's not right," Yang Qingdai suddenly remembered, "Am I not your niece? Then shouldn't you have a brother? Don't you have other nephews and nieces?"

"My little niece, my brother settled down in Dragon Country in his early years. It is impossible for him to come back to Hong Kong to inherit the family business. Especially the nephews and nieces born in Dragon Country are so innocent. How can they fight against those old foxes?"

What Yang Jiajun didn't say was that Hong Kong was in chaos right now. If you didn't have some means to save your life, coming here to fight for the family property would be like throwing yourself to death.

Yang Qingdai, who suddenly realized the problem, sat up straight, "'Aunt', tell me the truth, is my 'niece' in particular danger right now?

Just tell me the truth, so I can be mentally prepared. "

"Hmm?" Yang Jiajun thought for a while, "With Xiao Tang by your side, there shouldn't be much danger."

Yang Qingdai: "...I don't believe it. Tang Danbai only knows fancy moves, how can he fight with others?"

Tang·Hua Quan Xiu Tui·Dan Bo appears again.

"Girl, why do you look down on my skills so much?" Tang Danbai was depressed.

Yes, although he could not compare with Yang Ziling and Su Mo, at least he was on par with the Chen brothers. How come when he came to Yang Qingdai, he became just a show-off?

And he said it twice in one day.

Yang Qingdai asked him to give an example, "Yang Ziling, Su Mo, and me, who can you beat? Oh, and Uncle Ma who drives cattle in Qingshan Brigade, my master.

You choose, pick the one you can beat within twenty moves."

Yang Jiajun drank the juice brought by Tang Danbai and watched them bickering with envy.

Tang Danbai was so angry, "Can't you change to someone else? The Chen brothers, Yang Qingshan, I let him win with one hand."

Yang Qingdai said sarcastically, "Wow, you are awesome." Then she changed her tone, "You really only pick on the weak. You are so shameless."

"My little niece is very good at martial arts?" Yang Jiajun was becoming more and more curious about her.

Tang Danbai was not happy, "Very good, when I was in the Qingshan Brigade, I fought six people alone, broke people's ribs and dislocated their joints, I was very skilled at that."

"Will you use a gun?"

Yang Jiajun's words left them both stunned.

When I realized that the gun she was talking about was definitely not a cold weapon.

"lady……"

"meeting."

Tang Danbai's words were suppressed by Yang Qingdai, and there were still several more in the space.

Yang Jiajun took out a handful of Xiuzhen's from her small bag and handed it to her, "Try it on and see if it fits your hand."

Tang Danbai was shocked. "Husband, Madam, is my life in danger at tonight's dance?"

Even the real guys are out, will this be another thrilling night?

Tang Danbai was depressed. He thought that when he came back to carry out the mission, at least he wouldn't have to deal with the gunfire and artillery fire like he did outside.

Who would have known? It was only our second day in Hong Kong.

Seeing a knife in the early morning and a gun at night?

"Relax, I just gave it to my niece just in case." Yang Jiajun was not stressed at all, "Try it, if it doesn't fit, we can change it."

Tang Danbai: ...and? Have they considered his feelings?

Yang Jiajun glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, even if I give it to you, you can't bring it into the banquet."

"Then if you give it to me, I won't be able to take it in anyway?" Leave it for her as a souvenir?

Yang Jiajun opened a drawer beside her and handed her an unopened champagne-colored clutch bag. "Put it in the interlayer. We are wearing close-fitting dresses, and the bodyguards at the door will usually only let you open the clutch bag to take a look."

So that’s how it is. Yang Qingdai happily accepted it.

"'Aunt', should we go dress shopping this afternoon?" I had never attended such a party before.

When we were collecting supplies, we didn't take any skirts or dresses that were inconvenient to move in.

"No, I've already arranged for a makeup artist to deliver our dresses to us this afternoon and do our makeup as well."

Yang Qingdai: (wДw)

Not quite sure, "Do you have makeup artists and dresses for rent now?"

"Little girl, in Hong Kong, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do." Yang Jiajun pinched her nose lovingly, "Those who are filming or attending any event have to borrow dresses, it's just a matter of price."

Yang Qingdai looked at Tang Danbai with her mouth wide open, "Can we also go for high-end customization?"

Tang Danbai nodded, "It seems possible."

Yang Qingdai suddenly pointed at him and said, "Tang Danbai, didn't I tell you to keep an eye on the trends in Hong Kong when you're out there? How come there's been no news in the past two years?

If I hadn't shamelessly asked the factory director to get me a spot at the trade fair, we would have been left with nothing."

He was missing for almost a year.

Yang Qingdai didn't say this out loud. Some things are enough to just know in your heart.

Tang Danbai lowered his head dejectedly, "Well, I can explain it."

"Okay, I'll listen to your excuses."

Tang Danbai racked his brains but couldn't say a word. He thought about how he would not go out whenever he passed by Hong Kong.

Apart from buying books for Yang Ziling, he completely forgot what Yang Qingdai had told him a few years ago to pay attention to the popular clothing styles among Hong Kong women.

He sighed, "Forget it, I can't quibble anymore, just announce the verdict."

After all, in the past year or two, Yang Qingdai still asked the factory to give him bonuses, which he felt ashamed of.

Yang Qingdai imitated her and sighed, "Forget it. Seeing how dangerous and busy your work is, and how poor you are, I can't say anything more."

"Puff" Yang Jiajun couldn't help laughing, "My little niece is so cute. Come, auntie will give you another gift."

"Could it be another gun?" Tang Danbai suddenly became alert and stretched his neck to look.

As a result, Yang Jiajun took out a large brocade box. Tang Danbai couldn't guess what was inside, but Yang Qingdai had an answer in her mind.

"Guess?" Yang Jiajun placed her slender hand on the brocade box.

Straight man Tang Danbai shook his head, "I don't know."

"It's jewelry, right?" Yang Qingdai guessed, "It should be very expensive."

Yang Jiajun moved his hand away, opened the brocade box with a click, and pushed it in front of Yang Qingdai, "A gift for you."