Ye Yaohai turned his head to look at him, "Don't think too much, I'm not doing that. I'll ask the overseas Chinese in my hometown later if they know which country they are from."

Ye Yaodong was surprised, "They are all members of the same clan? Haven't you left yet?"

"Yes, when I came back, I donated money to build the ancestral hall, Mazu temple, and roads. I also set up factories in my hometown and sang operas for seven days. Not to mention how lively those days were, and now governments everywhere are trying to persuade them to stay, and now they are also

I'm in the province now, and I guess I'm about to leave. I'll ask you in the next two days."

Ye Yaodong couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"It's so powerful. These overseas Chinese are so rich that they came here specifically to build their hometown."

"It was very difficult before. There were mountains, rivers and fields. I couldn't find a way out, so I had no choice but to go abroad."

"You were denied a visa in the morning, worshiped Mazu at noon, and boarded the ship in the evening, right? Hahahaha..."

Ye Yaodong was originally just joking. This was a joke spread on the Internet decades later. Fujian residents are exempt from visas all over the world.

But when he started laughing, Ye Yaohai's surprised expression suddenly turned expressionless, and he suddenly understood something.

Damn it?

Damn it?

The truth?

Snake head?

He just said it casually, did he get it right?

Looking at Ye Yaodong's shocked expression, Ye Yaohai knew that he seemed to have been exposed. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Haha, why are you so surprised? They are all from the same clan and it's okay to ask?"

"Brother, you are really good!"

I’ll post one first, and I’ll fill in the missing ones when I get home tomorrow. I won’t be able to write at night.
Chapter completed!