Chapter 201 Yang Ming’s Hometown!
Three years ago, Yang Ming, her son, came back from London to prepare for the Spring Festival, but he had a serious car accident on Hennessy Road, which caused him to be in a coma for more than three years.
Until the beginning of this year, Yang Ming woke up again.
In Li Yufang's eyes, her son has not left her side for a long time.
This time, her son is about to go north to Yanjing, which makes Li Yufang feel proud and worried.
Li Yufang knows that her son has grown up a long time ago, and now he is a Chinese tycoon in Hong Kong. As a mother, even if she can't keep up with her son's pace, she can't limit his development.
Looking at her son's face, Li Yufang knows that her son has really grown up!
"Daddy, I have something to ask you."
"Peter, what's the matter?"
"Daddy, did you and Mommy grow up in Hong Kong back then?"
Yang Ming found that his predecessor could not find any information about his parents, which means that Yang Ming, his predecessor, never asked his parents how they came to Hong Kong?
"We? Not really."
"In the early 1950s, Guangdong Province had just been liberated. At that time, many people left my hometown. Some went to Southeast Asia, and some fled to Hong Kong. At that time, there happened to be a cousin in Hong Kong who took refuge, so I followed others to Hong Kong."
"After arriving in Hong Kong, I was introduced to the British-funded electric fan factory by my fellow villagers. Your mother and I met at the British-funded electric fan factory and gradually became familiar with each other. In 1954, your mother and I simply invited relatives and friends in Hong Kong for dinner, which was considered a marriage. Half a year later, you were born."
This time.
Yang Ming seemed to have understood.
As for his father's situation, I'm afraid he was also smuggled from China to Hong Kong to develop.
"Dad, how did you get to Hong Kong?"
"Back then, I was still a young man, unlike now. I used the night time to smuggle to Hong Kong with others at the border between Anbao County and Hong Kong."
Yang Jirong didn't seem to want to recall the situation back then.
Yang Ming guessed that the process of Yang Ming arriving in Hong Kong must have been very difficult.
Even a life-and-death struggle.
"Mommy, what about you?"
"Peter, my parents brought me to Hong Kong in the 1940s, so I didn't have to do the same as your father."
In the 1940s, it was much easier for domestic immigrants to enter Hong Kong.
Li Yufang was able to follow her family into Hong Kong at that time, probably because her family was much better off than Yang Jirong's.
Yang Ming knew that many wealthy Chinese people in Hong Kong now, such as Bao Yugang, Li Jiacheng, Wang Dehui, etc., basically came to Hong Kong from China to develop with their families, or came to Hong Kong from their hometowns in China to seek refuge with relatives.
"Mommy, in this case, grandpa's family was much better off than my father's. Why did you appear in the British-owned electric fan factory, meet my father, and fall in love with him?"
Li Yufang smiled. She didn't expect that her son could actually guess these things.
"Peter, your grandfather's family is quite well-off, and he is considered an ordinary middle class in Hong Kong. As for why I returned to the British-owned electric fan factory to work, it was mainly because I had a stubborn temper at the time. At my age, I was already past the age of marriage, and I didn't want to marry the man your grandfather arranged for me, so I went out to work on my own and found the British-owned factory."
After Li Yufang finished speaking, she looked at Yang Jirong again.
At that time, Yang Jirong was still a young man who had just smuggled from China. He had nothing but hard work, and he was a little shy and even a little inferior.
Li Yufang fell in love with Yang Jirong at first sight.
The two worked in the electric fan factory for a long time, and they often got together after get off work, and they developed feelings.
Later, Li Yufang's parents had to acknowledge the existence of Yang Jirong.
After Li Yufang and Yang Jirong had a simple wedding banquet and were considered married.
Li Yufang's parents knew that Yang Jirong had no future in the British-owned electric fan company, so Li Yufang's parents took out 20,000 Hong Kong dollars to give Yang Jirong and Li Yufang a business.
That’s how Honghui Electric Fan Company came into being.
It took more than 10 to 20 years for Honghui Electric Fan Factory to reach its current size.
Yang Ming didn’t expect that his father Yang Jirong started his business with money provided by his mother’s family.
Yang Jirong was very diligent and progressive in that British-funded electric fan factory. In addition to learning technology, he also learned management. Basically, he learned everything that the British-funded electric fan factory had to offer.
In this regard, Yang Ming felt that his father was a bit similar to Li Jiacheng back then.
However, there were still some differences.
Li Jiacheng started his business with the support of his mother’s family. It was really amazing that Li Jiacheng could become a billionaire.
If it weren’t for him, there would be really few people who could compare to Li Jiacheng in the Chinese community.
“Daddy, Mommy, why haven’t I seen my grandparents? Why don’t I have any impression of them?”
“They’re gone.”
Li Yufang said with some sadness.
No wonder, in Yang Ming's memory, he really couldn't find any news about his grandparents. This should be because when Yang Ming's predecessor was three years old, his grandparents were gone.
Before the 1950s, the average life expectancy was not long. Even rich people would die soon after a serious illness at a certain age.
"Daddy, where is our hometown?"
Yang Ming was most concerned about this.
This time he went north to Yanjing.
As expected, the old man should mention his hometown to him.
Hometown?
Yang Jirong may really miss his hometown.
Since he sneaked into Hong Kong from his hometown more than 20 years ago, he has not been back for more than 20 years. His impression of his hometown has gradually become vague.
His memory of his hometown may only stay in the old adobe house at home. He can't remember many things.
Many times, when Yang Jirong sleeps, he often dreams about returning to his childhood in his hometown with his parents, grandparents, uncles, and even other brothers and sisters.
"Peter, my hometown, which is your hometown, is in Longchuan, Guangdong Province."
Longchuan?
Yang Ming really doesn't know where this place is?
Yang Ming grew up in the north in his previous life, even though he went all over the world later.
Like in China, he has also been to many places, and he has no impression of the place his father mentioned.
"Father, where is this place?"
"That is the former Tuocheng."
When talking about Tuocheng, Yang Ming seemed to think of something.
When Yang Jirong and Yang Ming talked about it in detail, Yang Ming finally knew about this place.
When he was reading history, he did learn that Qin Shi Huang sent Ren Xiong and Zhao Tuo to the south, and later, Zhao Tuo established Tuocheng in Longchuan County and proclaimed himself king.
Yang Ming roughly knew about this place, but he might have to check the detailed map to know where it was.
"Our hometown is Yangjia Village in Laolong District under Longchuan County. Later, I heard that Laolong District was changed to Laolong Commune."
Laolong District was formerly called Laolong.
It is related to the dragon, which was Zhao Tuo of the Nanyue Kingdom.
Yang Jirong has heard that the feng shui of his hometown is particularly good since he was a child, and it is precisely because of that that it became the place where Zhao Tuo established his country.
It was said that the Laolong family could produce high officials in the officialdom and wealthy people in the business world.
In the past, Yang Jirong was half-believing and half-doubting, until his son actually swallowed up Wharf Holdings, Hutchison Whampoa, and even Hong Kong's largest foreign company Jardine Land in less than a year. Yang Jirong felt that this must be related to the Feng Shui of his hometown, Laolong.
"Yangjia Village, Laolong District?" Yang Ming asked.
"It should be this place. After all, your dad has been in Hong Kong for so many years. Except for occasional correspondence with my hometown, I basically don't know the situation of my hometown. I heard that the name of the village has been changed many times. I don't know if it is still called this name."
I don't know why.
Yang Jirong sighed again.
It seems that I can never go back to my hometown.
"Dad, what relatives are there in my hometown?"
Relatives?
Yang Jirong's parents, grandparents, uncles, brothers, and even relatives within the fifth degree of mourning, but Yang Jirong has not been back for a long time.
From the previous letters, I learned that his grandparents were long gone, and his parents also passed away in the 1960s. There are not many of his uncles, even brothers, and cousins left.
As for his nephews and nieces, he had never seen them and did not know them.
"Peter, I don't know them either."
Yang Jirong said helplessly.
Yang Ming could see that his father might be feeling inexplicably sad when thinking of his relatives in his hometown.
What would have happened if he had not left his hometown to develop in Hong Kong?
At least he would have been with his family all the time.
However, he would definitely not have met Li Yufang, let alone Yang Ming.
"Dad, I think I will have a chance to go back soon."
"Go back?"
Yang Jirong really did not expect that he could go back to his hometown.
It was not that he did not want to go back, but in his opinion, he did not know if he would have a chance to go back?
Now he was in his forties. Under normal circumstances, he was healthy and pain-free, so he could live at least another thirty or forty years. If the country was still the same as before, he would probably never have a chance to go back in this life.
"Peter, are you saying that your dad can still go back to his hometown?" Li Yufang asked in disbelief.
"Mommy, from what I and Mr. Shen from Yanjing know, we will have a chance to go back to our hometown."
"That's good, that's good."
Yang Jirong said several times.
Originally, Yang Ming wanted to continue asking about the situation in his hometown, but seeing his father's current mood, Yang Ming was afraid of touching him again.
"Daddy, Mommy, I won't disturb you to rest."
It's very late now.
Yang Ming went out in a wheelchair.
Maybe because of what his son said just now, Yang Jirong's eyes were a little red. I don't know what he thought of, he hasn't smoked for a long time.
Now he couldn't help but take out a cigarette from the drawer and light it, sitting there quietly thinking.
Li Yufang was watching her husband Yang Jirong from the side.
She felt that the best decision she had made in this life was to meet Yang Jirong and give birth to a son like Yang Ming.
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