Chapter 289 Guangzong Yaozu!【1】

Yang Ming's motorcade left Andun Commune and continued northward.

12:25 noon.

The convoy has arrived at Fucheng Commune.

This is the county seat of Zilin County.

Zilin County is right next door to Longchuan County.

Just before Yang Ming's motorcade entered Zilin County, he suddenly found many people coming outside.

"Peter, where are we?" Yang Jirong asked again.

"Daddy, I saw many buildings outside with the word Zi Ming on their walls."

Zi Ling?

"Mr. Yang said he wanted us to live a good life."

He had never experienced or experienced this feeling in his previous life, but now, he really felt it.

...

Spontaneous welcome from the masses?

is it possible?

He was born in Nanyang, and later immigrated to Xiangjiang at a young age. He is also a Chinese. Now that he came back, he suddenly understood why he wanted to come back.

"Mr. Yang!"

There are just too many people.

"Mr. Yang, welcome!"

If they didn't see Mr. Yang in person, they would rather wait here all the time, even if the weather is so cold now.

...

"Everyone, go back."

A hope that can provide them with food and clothing.

"No, we have been waiting here all morning just to see Mr. Yang."

Although they don't know what Mr. Yang looks like, this Mr. Yang is the person they are waiting for.

Yang Ming waved his hand and said: "I also hope that you can live a good life like me, live a happy life, have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, and even have books for every child in the family to read.

A day when everyone has their own job, everyone has a stable income, and even everyone can live in a new house, and even everyone can drive a car."

As soon as Yang Ming spoke out, the hundreds of thousands of people, except for some crying children, quickly fell silent.

What they want is hope!

is a hope.

They didn't say it out loud, but they thought so in their hearts.

They come from such far away places, even from the next county dozens of kilometers away, and they just hope that they can live such a life.

The two looked at each other and smiled at each other.

Mr. Yang is the richest man in Hong Kong and the richest Chinese. They don’t know how much money this richest man has. They just know that their lives are very different from Mr. Yang’s.

"Welcome home Mr. Yang!"

There are hundreds of thousands of people here, how can he do it?

Chen Zhenhua was a little afraid of the onlookers, so he quietly motioned to Mr. Yang to get in the car. If these people discovered that Mr. Yang was in front of them, it would be terrible.

Yang Ming walked forward, while Chen Zhenhua watched nervously.

Yang Ming really doesn't like this kind of organized welcome ceremony, which is a waste of manpower and material resources. It's so cold and raining outside now, so there's no need for that.

"Folks, it's really too cold now. In order to prevent everyone from getting sick from the cold, I hope everyone can spread out and go home."

At this time, Yang Jirong was also very excited. He found that he was really getting closer to his hometown.

Yang Ming saw that in this small Zilin County, there were men, women, old and young on the surrounding streets, at the windows of the buildings on both sides of the street, and on the roofs of the buildings.

"They are all my fellow countrymen!" Yang Ming said movedly.

"Welcome home Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang, I just wrongly blamed you. I thought you organized them to come. I didn't expect that they all came spontaneously."

Now that he saw so many people outside welcoming him, Yang Ming thought that Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang had specially asked them to do that.

Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang is afraid that things will get serious and wants the convoy to leave immediately.

Mr. Yang, as their fellow countryman, has actually become the richest man in Hong Kong, and even the richest man in China. In their opinion, returning home in fine clothes this time may bring some changes to them!

Yang Ming looked at their expectant eyes, and Yang Ming was a little unable to speak.

One is Mr. Yang who came back from Xiangjiang.

Could it be that someone here organized to welcome Yang Ming?

Before Yang Ming came back, he had already reminded Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang not to disturb other people's normal lives as much as possible, and there was no need to organize any welcome ceremony.

...

When there are so many people, how do you ask them to send messages?

Yang Ming knew that what these people needed most was not that gift, not new clothes, not watches, not candy, and not that little money.

Yang Ming asked Chen Zhenhua to notify others to stop the car slowly. When too many people are around, accidents can easily happen.

Do they know Yang Ming?

Yang Ming couldn't believe it.

The farthest commune below Zilin County is forty or fifty kilometers away from the county seat. If you just walk barefoot, you may not be able to get here all day and night.

"Yes, I have become rich in Xiangjiang! However, our family is also rich now. Many of you may not even have enough food to eat, and you may not have warm clothes to wear. I know you have come from such a far away place to welcome me. , not just because I heard that Mr. Yang might give gifts, because I know that you, like me, want to live a good life for yourself and your family."

"Impossible, Mr. Yang must be back. Mr. Yang has a lot of money. I heard that he will also give out money, new clothes, candies, and watches."

At this moment, he finally understood why his father had to come back?

"Boss, you."

There are probably hundreds of thousands or 200,000 people here now.

Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang are getting more and more worried. They are really worried that something will happen to Mr. Yang.

Almost ten minutes later, these villagers also reacted.

"I am really grateful that you can come from such a far away place to see me. However, the weather is too cold now, many people are still wearing too thin clothes, some are still carrying children, and their faces are red from the cold. You should go home! "

Yang Ming ignored Mr. Shen and Mr. Zhang.

"Mr. Yang, let's leave quickly."

"It's really Mr. Yang."

However, they are not jealous, except for envy, which is hope.

Chen Zhenhua also felt indescribably moved.

"Luck, whoever has good luck will get it." The onlooker villager still said that.

Yang Ming could only shake hands with the villagers at the front and say a few words to them personally.

"I'm from Langtang."

In the other Mercedes-Benz car, Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang looked at each other.

But a hope.

Speaking of which, Ziqin County and Longchuan County are connected together, and this is Yang Jirong's hometown.

Yang Ming was truly speechless.

In addition, some even brought out children as young as three or four years old. Seeing these children's faces turned red from the cold, Yang Ming was no longer moved. He still felt that these fellow villagers were really cute.

"Mr. Yang, you are the pride of our Hakka people!"

What surprised Yang Ming even more was that some of them were actually from the neighboring county.

"I'm telling you, fellow countrymen, even if Mr. Yang really distributes things, how can Mr. Yang distribute them to you when hundreds of thousands of people are gathered here?"

When the villagers reacted, they really didn't expect that the young man in front of them was actually Mr. Yang. For a moment, they were excited, shouting, calling, and everything. They were about to become a mess. Some villagers even When he was about to run towards him, Yang Ming said hurriedly: "Don't run over here, it's easy to cause a stampede. Just stand there and don't move. I'll shake hands with you."

someone shouted.

They suddenly found Mr. Yang standing in the crowd, wondering what to say to the villagers.

Yang Ming finally saw what those people were cheering for.

In the past, they had no hope and had been poor for so many years.
To be continued...