Chapter fifty-seven: the afterlife is terrifying
One hundred million!
How much time does this take and how many people are you angry with!
Alas, take one step at a time!
Anyway, rebuilding such a large project is not something that can be done by just doing.
Tang Jian walked along the way. If he wanted to use the songs provided by the system, he really had to listen to the system's suggestions and reactivate the prop mall.
Otherwise, these songs from the earth can only be appreciated by themselves. But in general, it is still good. At least the system says that as long as the prop mall is reactivated, he can use these songs from the earth without any scruples!
When you become a big singer and big star, will you make a lot of money?
Although he doesn't understand the entertainment industry, Tang Jian knows that celebrities are a very profitable profession. When participating in a variety show, the appearance fee is always several million or tens of millions.
When holding a concert, it is definitely worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Making money is easier than earning anger!
"It seems that the summer vacation is coming in one month, so I will spend a month to earn money to rebuild the primary school!"
Tang Jian made up his mind that even if he found ten buffaloes, he would not be able to pull him back!
Thinking about the future, this primary school will be called "Tang Yi Love Primary School". Tang Jian's originally a little depressed mood suddenly became much more refreshed!
All he could do for his father was left with these things...
Walking into the village, on both sides of the road, the uncles and aunts at the doors of the houses were looking at Tang Jian with curious and confusing eyes.
For them, a walking strange face suddenly appeared in the village, which is something that needs to be wary of and extremely gossipy!
However, Tang Jian looked so innocent that he looked like a human and animal, so the vigilance of these villagers naturally became much lower. If he had a face that looked like he was not a good person, then they would definitely be very alert!
"Where is this going?"
When I reached a fork, I haven't come back for fifteen years, everything has changed, not to mention that Tang Jian's memories are no longer very clear, so I really can't remember the location of my hometown.
"Ask others!"
He walked towards a family and a big yellow dog rushed out barking, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to continue moving forward.
This dog is really a murderer!
Tang Jian suddenly felt that Erha was actually quite gentle and understanding!
"Hello, auntie, I'll ask for something!"
An aunt walked out, but when she heard that Tang Jian was speaking Mandarin, she was a little confused.
In the countryside, most of these older generation women have not even graduated from elementary school or even went to elementary school. In addition, they usually speak some hometown dialect, so they naturally cannot understand the Mandarin spoken by Tang Jian.
Tang Jian also guessed it, and then hesitantly asked in very unstandard hometown dialect: "Auntie... do you know this person Tang Yi? Where is his home going?"
The other party shook his head...
"Okay, thank you." Tang Jian stopped asking. He knew that the aunt couldn't understand Mandarin, and his hometown dialect didn't even know what he said...
Keep walking forward, now when I return to the village, I am not in a hurry. He looks at the fields on the roadside not far away, and many villagers are bent down and waving their hoes.
After a while.
Tang Jian saw a basketball court with concrete floor in front of him, with several children who had not yet gone to school playing, while the women who were taking care of them gathered together to chat about all kinds of gossip.
Tang Jian walked over and found that the women on the court looked over curiously. People playing cards at the door of the nearby convenience store also focused on him one after another.
It was very easy for a strange face to walk by in broad daylight, which really attracted the attention of the villagers. Being stared at by so many strange eyes, Tang Jian felt uncomfortable all over!
He gritted his teeth and greeted several women on the court. The reason why he didn't ask the man playing cards at the door of the convenience store was because he knew that his "lethality" to these aunts and young women could be measured by tonnage!
"Hello, have you ever heard of Tang Yi?"
The older aunt obviously couldn't understand Mandarin, but fortunately there were two young women who could understand it.
However, they all said that they had never heard of Tang Yi. A pretty young woman said, "Tang Yi has never heard of it, Tang Wenyi has it."
Tang Jian felt distressed for his father. After all, he was a successful businessman, but no one remembered the result.
He introduced, "Just called Tang Yi, Yi, who is 46 years old this year, left the village to go out for business fifteen years ago and never came back."
The other party shook his head and smiled and said, "I haven't gotten married yet. Go to the convenience store to ask some older people. If they are from this village, they should know each other."
Tang Jian scratched his head and said, "Well, I can't speak my hometown dialect. Can you go over and ask me for help?"
"Oh, okay."
The young woman held her two or three-year-old daughter and led Tang Jian to the small shop next to her, and then asked Tang Jian if anyone knew anyone named Tang Yi?
The uncles and aunts who played cards and played mahjong looked at Tang Jian curiously. Some people shook their heads and said that they had never heard of the name Tang Yi, and some people asked Tang Jian if he had said the wrong name and found the wrong village.
At this time, a shirtless middle-aged uncle seemed to remember something and asked in moderation Mandarin: "Did Tang Yi you mentioned used to do furniture business in the city?"
"Yes!" Tang Jian nodded quickly. Finally, someone knew him. He knew that although fifteen years had passed, any villagers of the same age as his father should know his father!
"He hasn't been back for more than ten years. Are you a relative?" the uncle asked while playing mahjong.
"I am his son!" Tang Jian said proudly.
The other party was stunned for a moment, looked at Tang Jian for a few more times, obviously not realizing that this was Tang Yi's weak and sick son who had inherited heart disease.
Speaking of which, more than ten years ago, Tang Jian's family was famous in the village.
Although this family is endless, their fate is very sad. When Tang Yi was born, his mother, Tang Jian's grandmother, died of dysfunction. Later, when Tang Yi was in his teens, his father, who also suffered from heart disease, also died of overwork.
Originally, the heart disease inherited by their family was not 100% passed on to offspring, but Tang Jian's family was in a very unlucky way. Three generations were all only sons and three generations suffered from heart disease, so the good family was broken.
It is precisely because of this that Tang Yi took his son to the capital after the divorce, because there are the best hospitals there. Even if the current medical conditions cannot cure heart disease, it can be relieved or better treatment.
The uncle was obviously a little lost because he remembered the past, and then asked, "How are your dad okay?"
Tang Jian whispered: "He passed away ten years ago."
"Your family has a miserable life!" The other party sighed helplessly.
"Uncle, is my house still there? I want to go back and take a look." Tang Jian asked.
"It's here, but your father sold it to someone else. You go up to the intersection ahead and then ask others how to get to Tang Yong's family!"
Tang Jian was in a good mood and took out 300 yuan to hand it to the aunt in the convenience store, and said generously: "This is the money to invite everyone to drink water and eat snacks. Boss, just look at the distribution, thank you everyone!"
The young man is so terrifying!
Looking at Tang Jian's departure, everyone showed admiration, but they also felt a little sympathetic to this lonely child.
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In addition, I seemed to see an old man saying that the last two chapters were a little bit miserable. I think he wronged me. I am planning a big move!
Finally, I wish you all a happy National Day!
Oh, this PS is one hundred words more...
Chapter completed!