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353 my motherland(2/2)

"A big river has wide waves..."

Yang Youning closed his eyes, walked with his legs in the direction of the two of them, and shouted without any melody in his mouth.

At first, he sang alone, and gradually, Xu Yuanshan sang slowly from the side, his voice was low but full of power.

"This is a beautiful motherland, where I grew up..."

"...This is the motherland of heroes and the place where I grew up..."

Finally, three people, three voices, voices came together.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao felt that his tears could no longer be suppressed...

The three of them sang loudly and sang all the way. The passers-by looked at them strangely. They were all smiling, but they all kept crying.

Three strange people.

It wasn't until they came downstairs that the three of them stopped howling, and Yang Youning was already drowsy at this moment.

The two of them walked upstairs and knocked on the door. Yang Youning's wife hurriedly greeted them.

Xu Yuanshan waved his hand, "Sister-in-law, just take care of Lao Yang. We won't have any trouble."

With that said, he called Yang Xiaotao downstairs and leaned against the wall.

Click

Xu Yuanshan lit two cigarettes and gave one to Yang Xiaotao.

The two of them were smoking cigarettes, but they both laughed.

"Old Yang, the pressure is not small."

"Um!"

"When he took over the steel rolling mill, he always wanted to do something and contribute something to the country. Even if it was just a little, he was willing to work hard and make a breakthrough."

Xu Yuanshan said, this is not him.

When they faced the desolate mountains and rivers and the scarred motherland, their mentality was like cutting with a knife and an axe, and their hearts ached.

They love this land deeply and persistently.

They want to use their own blood and Han River to bring out the greenness of the earth, the greenness of the mountains, and the purity of the water on this land.

But in these years, all they can do is repeat the same old path over and over again. Although they are successful, they are also mediocre.

"By the way, who is less stressed? I really envy you for being like this. You don't feel any pressure no matter how you look at it."

Through the smoke, Xu Yuanshan looked at Yang Xiaotao with envy in his eyes.

Such a young and talented person should not feel this pressure.

"Who is not stressed? Is not having enough food stressful? Is it stressful to support a family? Is job assessment stressful? In the future, children will go to school, buy a house, find a wife, get married, and have children..."

"Aren't these all pressures?"

"Fuck you, is this pressure? Find a woman to have a child, can't you support me? The pattern, you, still haven't opened up the pattern."

Xu Yuanshan said, then smiled and shook his head. It's a little early to say this now.

"You kid, you have to have a son first, and then you can talk about these things."

Yang Xiaotao seemed to recognize Xu Yuanshan’s

"What's wrong if I don't have a son? I'm as close as a daughter."

"Oh, I like to hear this."

Xu Yuanshan said, got up and walked out, "Okay, I'm going back, you should go home early."

"Uncle, is that okay? How about I give it to you?"

"Go away, come with me next time, I'll show you what it means to be massive."

"Okay, I'll really go next time..."

Xu Yuanshan waved his hand and walked away.

Yang Xiaotao watched Xu Yuanshan walk away, finished his cigarette, and felt thirsty in his throat. He turned around and took out a bottle of mineral water from the space. After drinking it, he felt better.

Seeing his spirit still high while walking in the cold wind, Yang Xiaotao suddenly felt that he seemed to understand.

In this land, there will never be a shortage of sons and daughters who shed blood and fight hard for it.

What is missing is a direction for them to strive for.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Yang Youning lost his composure.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Yang Xiaotao followed the road back to the slaughterhouse, then got on his car and wandered towards Yangjiazhuang.

In the evening, Yang Xiaotao returned to the village. He had two conveniences on the way and vomited out the wine in his stomach. Apart from the smell of alcohol on his body, there was no other effect on him.

We arrived at Yangjiazhuang just in time for lunch.

Mr. Yang and Ran Qiuye were eating, but they were a little unhappy when they saw that Yang Xiaotao smelled of alcohol.

That's normal. After Ran Qiuye became pregnant, she had to pay attention to everything. Yang Xiaotao had no choice but to promise not to drink so much next time.

The two men talked about the conversation, and when it came to the farm, Fatty Ding said last time that they would work collectively after the Chinese New Year thaw. At that time, Yang Xiaotao and the people from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences would need to work together to arrange and plan the land.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao also felt that if you take someone else's money, you can't even go to the door.
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