The Richest Man Yang Fei

Wan Aimin's hometown is in the small mountain village of Jixi City in the southern province. It is much farther away from the provincial capital than Taohua Village. The road is rough and difficult, and it takes more than four hours to drive there.

Yang Fei and the others assembled the convoy around three o'clock in the afternoon and set off from the provincial capital, arriving at about eight o'clock in the evening.

When Jiang Ziqiang saw Yang Fei bring so many cars, he was surprised, but also moved.

He and his wife are both from Jixi City, from the same village, and their hometown is poor, especially his two families. At the beginning, the family spent all their savings to send them to college. After the two of them worked in the city, they established their roots in the outside world. Their home is still an old earthen house, and the whole village is even poorer than Taohua Village.

Jiang Ziqiang and his wife, the villagers said it well, the man is a high-ranking official in the province, and the woman is the bank president, but when they came back, they only had a small car, which was an old broken car from the work unit, and they didn't even have an entourage. When the villagers saw it, they couldn't help making irresponsible remarks, saying that they didn't do well outside, and that they might as well be richer than someone in business!

Although the villagers are poor, they are very snobbish.

Jiang Ziqiang couldn't stop others from talking, so he pretended he didn't hear him.

Wan Aimin got a little angry, saying that he lived his own life, whether we are doing well, do we need them to say?

Jiang Ziqiang just said, aren't you idle and angry? The mouth grows on people's faces, and they can say whatever they like, without any loss to us, so why bother?

Wan Aimin is a face-saving person, no matter how her husband persuades her, she is still upset.

That night, when Yang Fei said he was coming, Wan Aimin told Jiang Ziqiang that Yang Fei was so sympathetic and loyal, he needed good wine and good food to entertain him.

When Yang Fei and the others arrived, Wan Aimin couldn't help being startled when he saw the endless line of luxury cars that lined up from the head of the village to the outside of the village. Jiang Ziqiang said, "You called all this?"

Jiang Ziqiang shook his head: "No, it was Yang Fei's friend who came to the funeral spontaneously."

Wan Aimin counted the heads, there were hundreds of people following Yang Fei, and everyone was driving a car!

"Ziqiang, Yang Fei really gave us face this time. Rolls-Royce, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Jeep, all kinds of luxurious cars are here." Wan Aimin was excited, but also worried, "So There are too many people, not to mention sleeping, even eating is a problem!"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Yang Fei thought about this a long time ago. He said that everyone doesn't need to arrange accommodation, they just sleep in the car for one night. As for food, Yang Fei is more thoughtful and has already bought good wine. When the dishes come, our chefs are all ready-made, just trouble them to cook them."

Wan Aimin wiped the corners of his eyes and said: "We have been in the provincial capital for so many years, and we know quite a few people. We usually see each other like relatives and friends, but when it comes to this critical moment, only Yang Fei comes over. Alas!"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "A funeral is not a good thing. If there is a happy event, we can still spread a wave of wedding invitations. How can we invite people to come for such a trivial matter? Even if others know about it, it is usually not easy to come."

Wan Aimin said: "Then why is Yang Fei able to come? Even if it is to send Xiaojia off, he can also arrange for a driver to bring it here, okay? And he brought so many people, not to mention our village, even our province. Only my dad has so many luxury cars to give away!"

Jiang Ziqiang said silently, "Yang Fei is really loyal."

Before Yang Fei came, he had already thought about the possible situation. He brought so many people and cars here to save face for Jiang Ziqiang and the others, not to cause trouble, so he had arranged the accommodation before coming. The county seat is far away, and the accommodation conditions in the county seat must be average. Instead of running back and forth, it is better to put down the car seat and deal with it all night.

He also thought about the food. For funerals in rural areas, there will be a large banquet, ranging from dozens of tables to as few as a dozen tables. However, the ingredients for the family have already been bought according to the head. He did not expect Yang Fei to bring so many people. Come, so I bought several carts of food in the provincial capital.

These incomparably caring and warm actions moved Jiang Ziqiang and his wife, and won everyone's favor and respect.

The people who followed Yang Fei were either his employees or his friends. Everyone came here for the sake of friendship, so they didn't care about it. And who is not suffering? It is already very good to have a car to sleep in, good wine and good food here.

After dinner in the evening, a pole fire was lit in the large flat in front of the house, and everyone gathered around to keep warm and chat.

The weather in March and a half, the village deep in the mountains is still so cold.

Jiang Xiaojia grew up in the city and couldn't play with the children in her hometown. Sitting between Yang Fei and Jiang Ziqiang, she just snorted while watching the children jumping and frolicking.

Yang Fei said: "Xiaojia, you play with them."

"No!" Jiang Xiaojia said resolutely, "They are so dirty, their cloth shoes are full of mud, and their bodies are covered in dust."

Yang Fei said: "Mud is not dirty."

Jiang Xiaojia still shook his head, sat obediently, and said to his parents: "I want to sleep with brother Yang Fei tonight!"

"This?" Wan Aimin said, "I'm afraid of disturbing Yang Fei."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "We have to keep watch at night, and we basically can't close our eyes. Xiaojia is not used to sleeping with others, so let Yang Fei sleep with him."

Jiang Xiaojia said, "Brother Yang Fei, I want to sleep in the car with you."

Yang Fei said: "There is no comfortable bed in the car."

Jiang Xiaojia pouted and said, "I know that bed. That bed is terrible. It's narrow, hard, and the quilt smells weird! I don't want to sleep."

"I said you kid, what's going on in your head at such a young age?" Wan Aimin said angrily, "This is your grandmother's house! Your mother and I grew up here. How can you despise this place? "

Jiang Xiaojia said aggrievedly: "I don't dislike it, I just don't sleep in bed!"

Seeing that Wan Aimin was about to lose his temper, Yang Fei quickly said: "Sister Wan, Xiaojia is afraid. She has been having nightmares these past few nights. The coffin is parked in the house, and the child sleeps in the next room. She definitely doesn't want to. She said Bad bed, just an excuse."

Wan Aimin was stunned, "What's there to be afraid of? That's your grandfather."

Jiang Xiaojia lowered her head, bit her lip, and entangled her fingers.

Yang Fei said: "Don't talk about her being such a young child. When my grandma passed away, I didn't dare to look at her remains, and my family didn't dare to let me see it. I was already a teenager at that time."

Wan Aimin also seemed to know that what she did was not right, and said, "It's my fault too, I didn't think so much at the time, I just wanted to let her see grandpa for the last time."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Forget it, don't talk about it, the more you talk about it, the more scared the child will be. This matter will recover slowly."

When sleeping at night, Jiang Xiaojia said softly: "Brother Yang Fei, you understand me better than my parents."

Yang Fei laughed, and lightly scratched her nose: "Go to sleep."

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