I feel that some things seem to be able to be explained clearly. No wonder in my last life, Uncle Songlin seemed to have not been working hard for a long time, but he still lived a good life.

Really, Han Songlin didn’t expect that he had so much money in the 1990s!

By the way, where did this money come from?

Han Songlin really doesn't have the memory of this money in his mind.

"The subsidies you have received for the years you have been in the army and the subsidies you have received for retirement are all here!"

Han Songlin watched slowly and the last deposit amount was relatively large, more than 8,000!

Forget it, don't care!

Anyway, as long as the money comes from the right place.

"With this money to do the capital, I have more confidence in opening a braised shop to do business!"

I was planning to open a braised pork stall before, but now Han Songlin directly upgraded to open a braised pork shop.

Let’s see if you can just buy a store.

If it really doesn't work, renting one is OK.

Han Songlin really doesn’t know how profitable the braised meat shop is, but it should be quite profitable.

After all, Han Songlin knew that he had just bought a house and a car in less than two years. Moreover, the competition was extremely fierce, so what about now?

This era should be a miraculous era in business history. As long as you dare to go to business, you can make money.

How many grass-roots heroes have made a lot of money in this era.

Liu Yuyan smiled and didn't say anything, but was thinking in her heart, if she really lost the money, how should she live in the future!

Curiously, Han Songlin found two medals.

I couldn't help but pick it up.

The origin of medals also emerges in my mind, which are combat medals that commend heroic battles.

He let out a sigh of relief. He had never thought that Uncle Songlin had such a past.

When Liu Yuyan saw Han Songlin holding the medal and giving him a gift, she quickly took it from him and then put it away.

Although she didn't know anything about post-war syndrome, she could also feel that Han Songlin's previous crazy life had a lot to do with her retirement.

Han Songlin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm fine, everything that has passed is gone; people can't live in memories, they have to look forward. The most important thing I have now is to let you and your children live a good life!"

I silently added a sentence in my heart, and asked Han Ze to have a glorious future.

"Let's work together!"

The next morning, the family of three went to the road to wait for the bus early.

At this time, people walked past each other from time to time.

Han Songlin and his team are not far from the county town, only six kilometers away.

Far away?

It only takes about two hours to walk, more than 15,000 steps? Or 20,000 steps?

Han Songlin's eyes frequently fell on Liu Yuyan. This morning, Liu Yuyan was about to wear long trousers and a long-sleeved shirt.

But Han Songlin felt that it was a bit rustic and did not match Liu Yuyan's temperament, so he forced Liu Yuyan to wear the clothes he matched him.

A long waist-hugging dress, high heels, and fair and round thighs slightly exposed; a casually loose hair and a necklace between the neck.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like it’s from the countryside.

However, Han Songlin dressed casually and was more sporty overall.

The car came soon, and Han Songlin first put Han Ting in the car, and then carried Liu Yuyan on.

I climbed into the car again.

There were already many people sitting in the car.

When they saw Liu Yuyan coming up, they subconsciously gave up their seats. Everyone who was talking and laughing stopped talking.

His eyes were also frequently looking at Liu Yuyan.

Han Songlin noticed this but didn't care; this was the case when he saw beautiful women.

Just protecting Liu Yuyan. To be honest, taking a bus is not a pleasure.

On the road, people kept getting along, including chickens, ducks, geese, and even various vegetables.

Han Songlin looked at the scenes in front of him interestingly, and he really felt like he was looking at history.

Thirty years are one-third of the time for people.

For the times, it is also a replacement.

For history, it is just a few simple lines of words written by the historian.

Liu Yuyan leaned against Han Songlin, and it was a little uncomfortable!

Motion sickness?

Han Songlin really had no choice but to do this. To be honest, he was also a little uncomfortable being shaken by this car.

I haven't experienced this for many years.

Finally arrived at the county town, and everyone got off the bus one after another.

Han Songlin caught Liu Yuyan and Han Ting below and looked at the county town at this time.

An ordinary small county town in western China.

Today, many people from all towns and towns came.

There are people everywhere on the streets of the county town at this time.

In the county town, many buildings in memory have been built.

Han Songlin was not in a hurry to buy things, but wanted to stroll around the county town first.

At this time, the old county town had almost taken shape.

The population of the entire county town should be 40,000 to 50,000 at this time, not as if it had exceeded 100,000 in twenty years.

"Did you find that there are not many shops selling braised pork in the county town now!" Han Songlin's eyes were at a noodle restaurant.

This noodle restaurant also sells buns and steamed buns.

Why did you notice this noodle restaurant? Because Han Songlin suddenly remembered the taste of this noodle restaurant.

A taste in my childhood memory.

Very delicious!

Liu Yuyan really didn't pay attention to this. She had paid attention to the shops on the street before, thinking about whether there was anything she wanted to buy back.

"ah!"

Han Songlin shook his head helplessly, forget it, let’s make a decision by himself!

"Ting'er, are you hungry?" Han Songlin noticed that Han Ting's eyes were also staring at the noodle shop.

It should be said that it is the steaming steamer outside the noodle shop.

Steamers more than two meters high are stacked up high, which is rarely seen in the future. Perhaps, for Han Songlin, it is rarely seen.

Because he rarely eats breakfast, he rarely stays in the city.

What was steamed inside was a bowl of buns and steamed buns.

A bun is to make people eat enough.

Well, if the construction workers nowadays, they have to eat two.

Han Ting nodded quickly, she was greedy!

Liu Yuyan looked at the father and daughter with a funny look, and was prepared in her heart. She would definitely eat in the city at noon.

"Okay, let's have something to eat first and be shopping!"

Liu Yuyan: "It's only the time to eat now?"

Han Songlin raised his hand and looked at the following table: "It's almost eleven o'clock!"

It's eleven o'clock, so fast?

After sitting down, Liu Yuyan glanced at Han Songlin's watch, her eyes widened a little, and she looked extremely cute: "Ten at 10 o'clock, you said it was almost eleven o'clock!"

Han Songlin: "Time doesn't matter, what matters is that Ting'er is hungry!"

Liu Yuyan's eyes turned white and Han Songlin.

Han Songlin ordered two bowls of noodles, then a basket of small buns and a small bowl.

The little bowl was prepared for Han Ting, but the little guy couldn't eat much.

The taste of noodles is indeed the taste in memory.
To be continued...