I am very poor

In the warm city of Sydney, it is difficult to feel the cold winter.

But maybe because there are more Chinese people here, the flavor of the New Year is even stronger than that in City B.

Huo Yufei just came back from Mo City yesterday, and Zhou Jianda was brought back with him.

For Huo Yufei's grandfather, Huo Zhangzuo, Zhou Jianda has been famous for a long time, even knows a little more than Huo Yufei, and has always wanted to pay his respects to this legendary figure.

The next day was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and Zhou Jianda had to rush home early in the morning.So they took a shower one by one, sat on Huo Yufei's bed without any rest, opened their notebooks and started discussing things.

Huo Yufei and Zhou Jianda have known each other since childhood and know each other well.Zhou Jianda is more open-minded and playful than him in many aspects, and he is also clear about some people and things in the circle, as well as the relationship between them.

On the dial, the hour and minute hands move forward alternately, wiping away the faint fluorescent light in the dark night outside the window until it is completely clean, leaving only the thick ink.

By this time the night was very deep.

Zhou Jianda suddenly put aside the computer, and lay down on the bed: "Ah, it's too bad, Yu Fei, I need to replenish my energy."

Huo Yufei was typing on the keyboard, at this moment he gave a bad smile: "You're 'not good'."

Zhou Jianda, a dead pig, is not afraid of boiling water, and turned it into a "big" character on the bed, which means that the guest can do as he pleases, you can figure it out.

Huo Yufei glanced at the time, closed the computer, and asked him, "What would you like to eat?"

"lobster!"

Zhou Jianda drew an exaggerated size in the air with both hands.

Lobsters are just lobsters. Huo Yufei asked the current chef on duty in the kitchen, but he didn't expect there to be.

As for the size that Zhou Jianda gestured for?This does not need to be considered.

It’s good to have it, still choose?

Intermission now.

Zhou Jianda turned over and looked at the magazines on the bookshelf in Huo Yufei's bedroom while waiting for food.He casually browsed through the pages quickly, and at the same time asked Huo Yufei: "Why do you suddenly ask me these things today?"

His tone was very casual and nonchalant.

Huo Yufei would not think that the other party really asked casually.

However, the corner of his mouth curled up, no wonder Zhou Jianda was curious.

After waiting for a long time for an answer, Zhou Jianda closed the pages of the book and turned around.

I saw Huo Yufei standing by the window, resting his forehead on the transparent almost non-existent glass, his tone was a bit fluttering: "Tell me, if I can really see the future trajectory of the world, what should I do now?"

Zhou Jianda was taken aback by this nagging sentence.

Then he took a sip: "What's wrong with you today, have you been a little absent-minded?"

Huo Yufei stood up straight with a smile, and turned around: "Is there?"

"Why not?" Zhou Jianda wanted to say something more, but Huo Yufei opened the door and said that he was going to show him the lobster.

Zhou Jianda hastily added: "It's okay, don't steal it."

Huo Yufei has been away these few days, and he came back very late today.But as soon as he opened the door of the magic world, he still felt the joy and excitement that rushed to his face.

Huo Zhangzuo's eldest son Huo Qiming will not arrive until the day after tomorrow.Because he took over Huo's, he was very busy with his affairs, allocating all his time to work, and he hardly had any free time for himself.

This makes Huo Zhangzuo often feel that his eldest son is a bit "stupid".

Huo Qiming was afraid of his father when he was young, but he was no longer afraid.Hearing that Huo Zhangzuo disliked him so much, he didn't take it seriously, and immediately asked Huo Zhangzuo, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Huo Zhangzuo had nothing to say.

Because most of the decisions he made came from fleeting inspiration or intuition.

Different from those speculators, Huo Zhangzuo's intuition is accurate every time.

It's kind of scary.

Huo Qiming thus regained a round.

And the reason why he is so busy is not that there is a problem with his business philosophy, but that the Huo Corporation has grown to be too large.

Sometimes, the word bulky can also be replaced by "bloated".

Bloated means slow, sluggish, constant problems that affect the whole body.

Today's Huo family is no longer the Huo family that Huo Zhangzuo let him do whatever he wants.

Moreover, with the expansion of family assets, there have been many personnel problems.

For example, in Huo Zhangzuo's generation, he is the eldest son, and he has three younger brothers and seven younger sisters. There are 11 half-brothers and sisters in total.Several of the younger sisters died early, and the rest either died of illness or died in the chaos of war.One of them devoted himself to the revolution in his early years.

Now only Huo Zhangzuo's second, fourth and seventh younger brothers are alive.

That is Huo Zhangye, Huo Zhangze and Huo Jueru.

But apart from the few living people, most of Huo Zhangzuo's brothers and sisters have left descendants, and the children's generation is now married and established.The clan of Huo Zhangzuo's father alone has been very prosperous.

Now these people are developing in Australia and have taken root.

Huo Zhangzuo's family, country and family values ​​are very strong.

These people will never be able to touch the core of the Huo family, but they will receive a large dividend from birth. In addition, the family will provide them with various conveniences for their basic necessities of life.

For Huo Qiming, on this point, Huo Zhangzuo's ideas are a bit outdated.Even if the Huo family has a big business, multiplying such a quota by the number of people increasing year by year has become a big burden.

Huo Qiming believes that the old-school family concept is no longer suitable for today's development.

He discussed this issue with Huo Zhangzuo more than once, but Huo Zhangzuo was very stubborn on this point.

Huo Zhangzuo walked down the winding log stairs to the rest area, and lit the hemispherical brick stove with a torch wrapped in linoleum.A long chimney protruded from the top of the stove, winding around and jutting out of the roof.

Huo Zhangzuo wanted to stand up after lighting the fire, but suddenly felt a little dizzy, so he supported the ground, and slowly, little by little, wanted to move to the sofa.

At this time, the night was already deep, and the living room was very quiet. No one would have thought that Huo Zhangzuo, who had already gone to bed for a long time, would go downstairs again.

The palm of his hand that was supporting the ground suddenly slipped on the thick carpet.

Almost sat down on the ground.

But just barely.

A hand stretched out from behind, supporting him accurately and forcefully.

Help him to sit firmly on the sofa.

When Huo Yufei was surprised, his eyes would open a little unconsciously: "It's so late, why haven't you rested, Grandpa?"

Huo Zhangzuo sat on the sofa to rest for a while, and then said a little unhappy: "Didn't you sleep too?"

Huo Zhangzuo was a little embarrassed when he almost fell to the ground.

It is not unreasonable for people to say that young and old are old and young.

Huo Yufei raised his eyebrows, "Oh", "Then I went upstairs?"

Huo Zhangzuo who was thrown downstairs by himself was a little desolate.

But he himself came downstairs to sit for a while because he couldn't sleep.

During this period of time, Huo Zhangzuo has been looking back on what he did when he was young, reminiscing and sorting out a little bit, how he inherited and revitalized the Huo family and became the behemoth it is today.

It made him a little proud.

But it's more of a worry.

Huo Zhangzuo didn't want his name to be the first thing that came to mind when many people mentioned Huo after his death.

Huo Shi and Huo Zhangzuo have never equated, nor should they.

After Huo Qidong claimed that he gave up his right of inheritance, Huo Zhangzuo devoted himself to cultivating Huo Qiming, and Huo Qiming did a good job in some things.

But only good.

It is still too far away from the standard in Huo Zhangzuo's heart.

why?Huo Zhangzuo has also been thinking about this issue.

Huo Qiming received an orthodox education and strict training, but he was always missing something very important.

It's like Huo Zhangzuo's own terrifyingly accurate intuition.

He called this kind of thing "reiki".

Huo Qiming was able to handle tasks with ease, but lacked aura.

Huo Zhangzuo sat on the sofa and silently disliked his eldest son, when a cup of ginseng tea was suddenly placed on the wooden table in front of him.

Huo Yufei sat down beside him again: "Grandpa."

Huo Zhangzuo didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.

Kinder?Severe?Unfathomable?

Logically, he should be gentle, but the scene where he almost fell just now was a bit embarrassing.

Huo Zhangzuo was still a little undecided, so in Huo Yufei's eyes, the other party was expressionless.

This made Huo Yufei hesitate for a while, but he still lowered his voice and asked tentatively: "Recently, has something happened at home?"

Huo Zhangzuo suddenly raised his head——

It was as if a beating fire ignited the surging heat, and decades of events would gather in those eyes that should have been muddy at this moment.

He stared closely at Huo Yufei, and asked word by word: "What do you know?"

The deep night outside the window has completely swallowed all the light.

However, this deep black is after crossing the vast South China Sea and Coral Sea, high mountains and mountains, and the open and flat river, after arriving in City B.

The color faded a lot.

It was like being washed in freezing cold water.Then, while it was still wet, it was hung up in a hurry.

Just during the day, City B has just encountered heavy snowfall and hail that have been rare for decades.

This may have been a sign when the first snow fell this year.The low temperature for several consecutive days aggravated the condensation of cold water vapor in the air. As if it was an appointment, at the same time point, one after another fell from the gray sky, on the ground, on the brick floor, on the tent, on the roof, On the advertising signboard, under the acceleration of gravity, ice bumps the size of marbles scrambled to hit the ground.

After several hours of knocking on the ground, there was a sudden silence.

The fluttering snowflakes are like cotton wadding torn apart in a hurry, and much lighter than the wadding, floating down from the depths of the unreachable sky.

The dirty world was suddenly covered with a layer of white.

Even in the wet, moonless night, the white snow seems to be shining.

It's fluffy and fluffy, like a thick goose down blanket.

However, such a flimsy illusion is smashed. If you really lean in, the thin snow layer will quickly give way to the bricks and stones below.

It will be painful and cold.

Even though Gu Cheng had already wrapped two or three layers of quilts around his body, he still felt very cold.

It was so cold that he began to dream involuntarily.

I dreamed of the nights when I was shivering in the Jingan Welfare Institute when I was a child, and dreamed of my hands that were swollen and cracked from the cold.However, all of a sudden, like a stage curtain, all the pictures were torn apart by invisible hands, exposing the real world behind the ice and snow.

The scorching sun scorched the earth.

He seemed to be walking on the ground with bare feet, and he seemed to have fallen, and the whole person was thrown on the hot concrete floor that was almost melting.

Gu Cheng was sweating profusely, panting and wanted to get up, but he couldn't exert any strength from his whole body.

Suddenly a hand was stretched out in front of him, and he looked up. It was a three or four year old kid with big and deep eyes, like a talking doll.

Where have you seen it?

But he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Come on, I'll pull you."

Gu Cheng shook his head quickly.

I lowered my head again and wanted to try again, but found that my slender and strong hands with well-defined joints had turned into the appearance of being cracked by the cold when I was a child.And also zoomed out several laps.

He blinked puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, he was grabbed by both hands and pulled up.

And all the clamminess and scorching heat disappeared without a trace.

He stands under the earth and blue sky full of flowers.

The sky is flowing with clouds, and the mountains in the distance are undulating.

However, the hand that was holding him just now disappeared.

Between the heaven and the earth, the breeze washes away, the flowers are just blooming, the birds are contending, and the flowing clouds are relaxing.

He is the only one.

In the dark night.

Gu Cheng suddenly opened his eyes.

After a long time, he suddenly called out softly: "Yu Fei."

It seems to be responding to these two words.

The mobile phone that was tightly in hand suddenly rang.

The author has something to say:

Come on, let's talk about something serious.

First: Since the attack and acceptance of this article has been determined, it will not be changed later.

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It is said that speaking so seriously is easy to lose followers.

But when you think about the coolness of my article, many of them may be younger girls, so I feel the need to emphasize it.Whether you like to be the main attacker or the main receiver is a personal choice, and there is no need to attack the opponent with this, right?The world is full of differences, differences in values, differences in standards.The prerequisite for us to get along and cooperate with others is to seek common ground while reserving differences.Tearing can't solve any problems, and it's impossible to change other people's thinking, let alone prove your position. I don't understand what's the point of tearing.Reading articles is just a small thing. I hope you are happy. I think the same principle applies to human beings. Only by respecting each other can we win together.

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