Yan Xiaonan's goal is to promote the growth of more cotton and rice, both of which are currently scarce commodities, and he wants to contribute to the country.
A large amount of cottonseed can be pressed into cottonseed oil, and rice straw can be used as animal feed, which can also generate income.
We also need to buy more houses and shops. Well, let's set a small goal first: a few hundred or a thousand houses, and a dozen or twenty streets of shops. As for office buildings, that's something we can do in a couple of years.
What? So many houses are empty? What does it matter if no one lives there? We can rent them out and be landladys. It's so much easier that way.
Ye Chenming was ready to fight to the death. He had been in the capital for three years, and Chen'er's child was almost a year old, but he was still single.
His goal was more direct: to split himself in two, giving one half to the country and the other half to South Korea.
He wants to dedicate all his skills to the strength of his motherland, and he wants to become stronger for the happiness of Nannan.
Yan Dongnan looked up at the sky. His goal was to become a scientist at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and dedicate himself to the country and its people.
Yan Xinan hugged Duoduo. His goal was to be a qualified father and a qualified factory manager.
Grandma Yan's goal is the most practical: she wants to live happily and healthily to the age of one hundred.
Xue Honggen laughed heartily: "Sister-in-law, I'll also join in and try to live to be a hundred."
As night deepened, the Beijing Club gradually quieted down. The waiters cleaned up the mess on the floor, but they were in a very good mood, as they were getting triple pay for working overtime tonight.
Dumplings on the first day of the Lunar New Year, noodles on the second, and bright red "Fu" characters lined up in rows. Early in the morning, children ran around, wishing everyone a Happy New Year.
Today, Liu Jin is wearing a wool coat, not for any other reason than that the wool coat has big pockets, so he can put more red envelopes in it.
When the children saw that their own hands were overflowing with red envelopes, while Liu Jin had two bulging bags and could still offer New Year's greetings with both hands, their admiration was like a surging river, endless and boundless.
Following Liu Jin's example, Liu Jin organized the red envelopes, freeing up his hands. He then gained a large following of followers and became their leader. These people would become his new friends.
Ye Ren glanced at Liu Jin and felt that the boy was too cunning. On the other hand, the little girl behind him, with her hair in two buns, was extremely lively and cute.
The little maid, with her short legs, ran up to Yan Xiaonan and said, "Happy New Year, Auntie! Give me a red envelope."
Yan Xiaonan smiled and took out a large red envelope and handed it over. The little girl ran towards Xue Mei with her short legs, threw the red envelope into Xue Mei's arms, and then went to find Cuihua.
The amount of money in the red envelopes today is the same: ten yuan per envelope, which is actually quite a lot.
But the children in the compound were never short of money. Ten yuan was just enough for them to have a meal at a state-run restaurant and play for a day.
On New Year's Eve in Kunming, a near-fatal incident occurred. Yan Erqiang was imprisoned, while Cai Min happily set off firecrackers to celebrate.
This is also undeniable. When Cai Min learned that the Yan brothers had made money in the clothing business, she swaggered over to them.
The reason is quite valid: shouldn't a son provide for his mother's old age? Yan Zheng scoffed, "I've already given you my life, why would I support you in your old age? Where's your face?"
Enraged, Cai Min glanced around and saw an iron hook for pulling a roller shutter hanging by the door. She picked it up and slammed it on Yan Zheng's head.
That blow would leave even a fool bleeding profusely; Yan Zheng is, after all, from the military, and his grappling and combat skills are consistently ranked number one.
His first reaction wasn't that the person opposite him was his mother, but that they were troublemakers.
With a swift dodge, the man darted forward, grabbed Cai Min's hand holding the iron hook, and with a misstep, delivered an over-the-shoulder throw to her.
Yan Zheng's over-the-shoulder throw this time was completely different from the over-the-shoulder throw Xue Ying gave her. Xue Ying was a woman, and she thought of this as her second sister-in-law, so she held back.
In Yan Zheng's eyes, Cai Min was not his mother, but an enemy who would destroy him. With this fall, a cracking sound was heard, and a sharp pain came from Cai Min's collarbone.
Yan Ge could tell at a glance that something was wrong. The relationship between the younger brother and the mother was like oil and water. Now that the younger brother had injured the mother, his reputation was definitely ruined.
Cai Min lay on the ground crying for help, shouting that she wanted to sue Yan Zheng for injuring her mother and that Yan Zheng should go to jail, just like his father, and spend the rest of his life in prison.
Yan Ge was momentarily at a loss for what to do, but Yan Zheng ran over, stepping on Cai Min's throat, his large white teeth flashing menacingly.
"You're accusing me of going to jail and spending my life there? Fine, I'll send you to meet the King of Hell right now. I hope you can live a happy life in the underworld."
He began to exert force with his feet, and Cai Min was so frightened that she almost couldn't breathe. She saw murderous intent in Yan Zheng's eyes, and that overwhelming hatred was not hidden in the slightest.
Yan Ge rushed over and hugged Yan Zheng's leg tightly: "Mom, go back quickly, don't cause any more trouble, or I really can't protect you."
Yan Zheng had no intention of letting Cai Min go. His eyes had turned blood red, and the strength in his feet was increasing.
Yan Zheng clung tightly to Yan Zheng's legs, but his strength was no match for Yan Zheng's.
The friends who were eating together also sensed something was wrong and rushed over in a swarm, hugging Yan Zheng and dragging Cai Min along.
Ignoring the intense pain emanating from her collarbone, Cai Min struggled to be moved out from under Yan Zheng's feet, then scrambled to her feet and fled.
That's terrifying! This son has gone mad. It seems we absolutely mustn't mess with him, or we'll be in deep trouble.
Her new husband is at home, drinking some wine, eating peanuts, and humming a tune leisurely.
The woman's two sons have very successful businesses and will never have to worry about money again. If they need money, they can just ask the woman for it.
Just as he was enjoying his daydream, there was a knock on the door: "Who is it!"
The couple asked impatiently, and the knocking stopped abruptly: "Your Cai Min is lying outside."
The couple's hearts skipped a beat. Had they been robbed after taking the money? They quickly poured the remaining wine from their glasses into their mouths, ate a few peanuts, and then grabbed their keys and left.
Cai Min had reached his limit by running to his own doorstep. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a group of people gathered around the entrance.
Pushing through the crowd, they indeed saw Cai Min lying on the ground in a disheveled state, her face deathly pale and her lips bluish-purple.
He rushed over to help her up, but accidentally touched her broken collarbone, causing Cai Min to scream in pain.
Startled, Cai Min's new husband quickly let go of her. Cai Min fell to the ground, wincing in pain, and the way she looked at her new husband changed.
Someone noticed that something was wrong with Cai Min: "Could she have broken a bone? Take her to the hospital to get checked out."
The group hailed a pedicab, helped Cai Min into the vehicle, and headed to the nearest hospital.
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