Chapter 478 Extra: One Hundred Years of Solitude (Part 3)

"Little aunt, thank you very much!"

King Anawrahta of Myanmar, also known as Comrade Li Rui, does not show the domineering temper he has developed over the years of holding power. He is over fifty years old, and he still looks like a half-grown boy, laughing and accompanying him. He was humble and respectful next to a girl who looked to be his granddaughter's age.

It's not like I'm just pretending...

The girl is naturally the ninth aunt of the Li family. She is five years older than Li Rui, but no matter how you look at them, they look like immortals.

Xiaojiu smiled when he heard the sound and ignored it.

Naturally, Li Rui didn't dare to be dissatisfied. In the Li family, there were three people who could do anything to undermine him, and the ancestor in front of him was one of them.

Xiao Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, his body posture was natural, his eyes were looking at the Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon, and he said to Li Rui: "In terms of favorable conditions, Hong Kong Island and ancient capital are not as good as Yangon. Rui, don't let down such an opportunity."

Li Rui said hurriedly: "Yes, little aunt. The soil in Yangon is fertile alluvial soil, and the terrain is flat, which is very suitable for agricultural development. In fact, the Yijiang Delta and Sitang Valley near Yangon have always been rice-growing. The main production area, the rice production here can account for more than two-thirds of the country's total rice production, and the climate is pleasant, tropical but not muggy, with an average temperature of 27°C, and the average temperature throughout the year is less than eight degrees, half a year. It is sunny and rainy half the year. Especially from October to February, it is the most pleasant time. Under the blue sky, flowers are blooming everywhere, the weather is cool, and the breeze blows, making people linger. "

In comparison, Lan Guo and Hong Kong Island are far less superior than this place.

However, there are also problems. Li Rui continued: "The West is determined to destroy itself and never wants to see the Chinese break out of the shackles of Malacca's throat and key, so it keeps sending people to cause trouble, fan the flames, and instigate Myanmar's minority groups to cause trouble. Myanmar There are too many ethnic groups, 135, and they have been at war for many years. There are blood feuds among many groups. Although we try our best to disperse the people and support employment, we cannot withstand the brainwashing and instigation of ambitious people... these things. America and the UK have spent a lot of effort on manpower training, and Baodan Realm can send them out for field service. They are in the dark, and we are in the open. Fortunately, you have little aunt to take action, otherwise we would let it go. If they continue to make trouble, people will lose their hearts.”

Xiao Jiu smiled and said: "Twenty years ago, when the Sinoding case broke out and he fled to Haojing, America sent its top personnel to kill him. At that time, it was said that Sinoding was America's red line, and anyone who helped him would Everyone will be dealt a devastating blow by America. They even likened this matter to the second Guba crisis. Hao Jing was undecided. It was your sixth uncle who made the decision immediately after hearing the news in eastern Guangdong. With his dead hand, all the four CIA kings were left in Hao Jing.

Those four are the most powerful masters trained by America who are most likely to take the final step. They are somewhat similar to your second uncle, and their qualifications and understanding are very extraordinary. Fortunately, he died on the way. Rui, don't be bound by your identity, current status and power, and don't hesitate when it's time to kill. "

Li Rui was thoughtful when he heard the words. He knew that his aunt was not only targeting the people sent by those troublemakers from the West, but also the chaos within Myanmar. He nodded and said: "Aunt, I understand."

After Xiaojiu nodded, he turned to look at Queen Li Xiuqi of Myanmar who was following Li Rui, and said: "Xiuqi, I have talked with your brother Li Hongyi. If he intends to compete for the position of Singapore's next prime minister, Lanzhou will support it. . But he made it clear that he has no interest in Zhengzhi, so you asked me in the wrong direction."

Li Xiuqi sighed and nodded, saying, "Thank you, sister-in-law. In fact, I should have understood this a long time ago."

Seeing the lonely expression of his nephew and daughter-in-law, Xiaojiu smiled and said: "The wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. Mr. Li Jiapo's life is legendary, and your father is also praised by everyone. A good leader. No family can truly prosper forever. Even the Li family of the Tang Dynasty will eventually become ordinary. "

Li Xiuqi looked at Xiao Jiu carefully and said with admiration: "Sister-in-law, you are the most thorough fairy I have ever seen."

Xiao Jiu laughed dumbly, and his eyes fell on the beautiful mountains and rivers in front of him again.

It is easy to persuade others but difficult to persuade yourself.

But she really didn't think much about the future of the Li family.

As he said, there is no family in the world that will never fall.

As far as she knew, some of the Li family's children had begun to act recklessly...

She can still control her now, but it's hard to say whether the Li family can hold on after she and her father leave.

What she cares about is not the continuation of the family, she just wants her father's hard work to last for a few years...

Therefore, he agreed to Li Rui's request and took action to clean up all the lawless people in Myanmar.

…

Beijing, Iron Lion Alley.

National Security Headquarters.

A middle-aged man with two gold stars on his shoulders sat behind his desk and looked at the documents in his hands.

The expression is a bit complicated, including surprise, joy, but also some unspeakable envy...

After a while, a man in his fifties who was sitting on the guest sofa with a star on his shoulder smiled and said: "Bu Zhao, look at this person. They don't care whether others will scold them, and they are not afraid of sanctions. No matter what Anyone who has bad intentions and causes trouble will be killed. It's a pleasure! It's a headache for America to meet such an opponent. Unfortunately, we have too many worries.

In addition, in the past few decades, although we have devoted all our efforts to cultivate a group of masters, they have never reached the level of Dr. Li. Not to mention reaching it, you can't even get close to it.

Ye Ziyuan, the chief expert in our department, told me that when he stood in front of Dr. Li, he clearly felt that the other party was an old man who didn't even know martial arts and seemed to fall down if he was touched. But as soon as he saw each other, he had a kind of enlightenment in his heart that if this old man just raised his hand, he would definitely die. This feeling was more stressful than the prime minister of Lan Country.

It's embarrassing to say that our country has a population of more than one billion, and the government has allocated so many resources to us. We have specially invited experts and professors in Taoism, Buddhism, and ancient Chinese language to teach, and Chinese medicine is also explained by national masters. Unfortunately, there is no hope of cultivating a top expert like Dr. Li. The deeper the training, the greater the gap..."

Zhao Bu, Zhao Shidao, Mei Changning's last disciple.

Apart from the legends of the Tang Dynasty Li family, this person is the number one confidant of the American intelligence department.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, the water does not compete for the first place, but for the endless flow. Go forward steadily and keep the right path and be surprising. We are lucky. Although Dr. Li and Mr. Jiu are not on our side, they are at least close to us. If they were on the opposite side, we would be under too much pressure. Look at this time, they were wiped out again. "The man laughed and said, "It's strange, have they become gods? According to reliable information, the secret rooms buried by America over there have never been successful, no matter how deep they are, they will be dug out. This ability is really enviable. "

Zhao Shidao narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, and his gaze fell on a volume of Daoist Canon on the corner of the desk.

Originally, he would never believe that there were so many mysterious things in this world, but the performance of the father and daughter of the Li family...

Now, the whole world is secretly restarting the investigation of supernatural powers. I think they are full of regret for mocking the people of the mainland for having supernatural powers...

...

Time is like water, and like a knife.

In a blink of an eye, it is already 2038...

Beijing, Wangfu.

Gao Weihong lay peacefully on the bed. Although her beauty is gone, she is still elegant and moving with a bookish air.

Looking at the sad expressions of her relatives in the room, Gao Weihong smiled warmly at Li Yuan who was sitting next to her: "Death will not be the end, and it will not really pass away. I always believe that we will meet again one day. This is not superstition, but faith. Over the years, you have been very good to me, and everyone has been very good to me, and so have the children. I was an unexpected person in this family, but everyone is very kind to me, and I am very satisfied. "

The one crying the loudest in the room was Li Xiaoba.

There were nine children in the family, and the other eight were basically raised by Lou Xiu. Only Xiaoba was treated as her own by Gao Weihong and loved by her.

At this moment, Li Xiaoba's crying made Qin Daxue look at him sideways...

When she died, I don't know if this son would be so sad...

Forget it, let's not think about it, otherwise it feels a bit self-humiliating...

Li Yuan gently held Gao Weihong's hand, nodded and said: "Sister Weihong, your appearance has never been an accident, but a surprise."

Lou Xiao'e confirmed beside her: "If we had met you earlier, we would have nothing to do. Sister Weihong, you should take good care of your body. After you recover, we will take my Xiao'e to watch the sunrise and sunset on the sea. You like to eat stir-fried snow red and lily, let Yuanzi make it for you!"

Gao Weihong pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her eyes gradually became melancholy, as if she had infinite reverie, and whispered: "It would be great if we could meet again in the next life. "

Seeing her breath getting weaker and weaker, Lou Xiu wiped her tears and said, "I will definitely do it. It's so rare for such a big family like us to live together. One lifetime is not enough? It will take three lifetimes."

Gao Weihong smiled, her eyes focused again, and she looked at Li Yuan and said, "In the future, you have to take care of yourself. It's a pity that I can't accompany you to the laboratory to do experiments again."

Li Yuan raised his hand, gently stroked her face, and murmured, "Yes, I will definitely do it again..."

Gao Weihong's eyes were full of infinite tenderness, that was a love without regrets, until the hand holding Li Yuan slowly slipped away...

Another year, Qingyi Island.

In the Li family manor.

Looking at Li Yuan and Lou Xiu hugging each other tightly, the seven sons and two daughters of the Li family burst into tears.

That was the big mother who raised them single-handedly...

Xiao Qi fainted several times, and the four words "heartbroken" were only understood at this moment.

……

Another year, ancient Beijing.

Qin Daxue's eyes, which had always been full of spirit, lost their color.

Li Yuan hugged her and watched the last sunrise...

Zhiguo, Xiaoba, and Xiaojiu burst into tears.

The mainland gave a very high evaluation, which shows the word "great"...

...

Another year, Lou Xiao'e finally came to say goodbye.

At this time, Li Yuan was so old that people could hardly recognize him.

"That year, I wore a brazilian skirt to find you in the courtyard, and you said you wanted to marry me, and you said it was a bargain for me. Hehe, I wanted to do business since I was a child, but this business is the most worthwhile one I have ever done. "

Lou Xiao'e was as innocent as she was back then, leaning on Li Yuan's arms, talking about the happiest things of the past, still smiling.

This time, it was Li Yuan who burst into tears.

...

"Yuanzi, I don't want to die, I want to stay with you forever..."

Another year, Nie Yu looked depressed and reluctant, she was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that her husband would be lonely after she left.

But Li Yuan knew how painful it was for this woman who was obsessed with him.

After a gentle kiss, Li Yuan said softly: "Believe me, this is not a farewell, we will definitely meet again, Xiaoyu, definitely."

Nie Yu said distressedly: "I'm not really stupid... If I die, I will never find you again, Yuanzi..."

I met him when I was thirteen years old, and I have never forgotten him since then.

Death is not a punishment, leaving is.

Li Yuan hugged his beloved wife tightly, and said in an infinitely doting voice: "I swear, I will definitely find you no matter where I go."

"Really?"

"Really."

Before Nie Yulin closed his eyes, he looked at his daughter again and muttered: "You are fine too..."

After that, he closed his eyes.

"Mom!!"

Xiao Qi, who had called her name all his life, finally called her mother...

...

Time, oh, refused to stop for a step.

Even though Li Yuan was so powerful, he still had no way.

The death of his wife and his beloved had broken his broken heart, and the departure of his eldest son was like a huge hammer, hammering his heart into powder.

Then, the second son, the eighth son, the fourth son, the fifth son, the sixth son, the seventh son...

In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.

The world has changed colors several times. Lan, Myanmar and the mainland are mutually supporting each other, firmly controlling the overall situation in the East.

Generation after generation of outstanding people have been charging forward on the road to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

However, even Li Rui's generation has withered away.

In the year 2100, Gujing.

In the palace, the old Fugui looked at his father with a grin.

"Dad, you have worked hard."

Fugui was happy and ashamed to be able to let his most beloved father send him off.

As a son, he made his father worry all his life.

Li Yuan smiled and nodded. Just like he did back then, he stroked the forehead of his honest third son and said softly, "It's not hard. You are all Dad's best children."

Fugui grinned and smiled. After two drops of turbid tears fell from the corners of his eyes, he held his father's hand. Although he was reluctant, he finally closed his eyes...

...

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, another fifty years have passed...

"Jiuer, I won't hold on any longer. With Dad here, you don't have to work so hard."

Looking at his little daughter whose black hair has turned white but whose face remains the same, Li Yuan's eyes are full of love. He held his daughter's hand tightly, feeling her stubbornness, and said with red eyes.

Xiaojiu looked at her father and asked in a hoarse voice: "Dad, have you found the road ahead?"

Li Yuan looked at his daughter, nodded slowly, and smiled: "I found it."

Xiaojiu heard this, her eyes bloomed with unusually bright eyes, and she held her father's hand tightly and urged: "Dad, you must go on, you must, you must go on!"

Li Yuan nodded slowly and replied: "Definitely!"

Xiaojiu smiled and looked at her father and said: "Dad, sing me another song."

"Daylilies are blooming on the tall green hills

Pick one and give it to my little girl

Pin it on the end of your hair and hold it in my heart

Accompany you to grow up and watch you become a bride

..."

Looking at his daughter who was gradually closing her eyes, Li Yuan sobbed, held his daughter in his arms with trembling hands, and hummed her favorite ballad over and over again...

"Daylilies are blooming at the end of the distant sky

Each one is the appearance of my concern

Let it bloom all over the way I wait for you to come home

It seems that I have never left your side

..."

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PS: To be continued.