MTL - Rebirth Turn of the Century-Chapter 811 Wei Mingyu, who ran away from home (Part 1)

   Chapter 811 Wei Mingyu who ran away from home (Part 1)

   "Flash action is a kind of performance art that is simply funny or worshipping for a few years."

   "The first pop-up action in history originated from the Zhonghai Electronic Mall in Beijing, a flower gardener, in 2000."

   "Planned by Zhao Song, participated by the university alliance, implemented by advanced and still active university flash mobs in various fields, and a large-scale product marketing event broadcast live on Beijing TV."

   "The event was qualitatively altered from the very beginning, which evolved into a large-scale patriotic song singing scene."

   "The flash storm has swept the world since then, becoming a landmark for my country's cultural output."

  In addition to the large-scale pop-up event of "My Motherland and Me" on the news channel of the China People's Broadcasting Station for eight consecutive days, countless official We-media accounts seem to have mastered the traffic password and rummaged through their own inventory.

   From Zhonghai Electronic Mall, to Tesla's listing, from the Xidan Tesla flagship store, to the pop-up activities in various flagship stores across the country.

   Countless people have discovered that the rise of the original flower-planting Tesla grew up with countless flashes and countless patriotic songs.

   Especially Jingcheng Satellite TV, when they released the original image of the first flash, it surpassed the hot CCTV flash and rose to the top of the hot search.

  On the Internet, Zhao Song seems to be the only person who has huge influence, but is unscrupulously used by countless self-media accounts. He does not need to consider the influence or the overall situation. As long as it is not a big issue, no one at the top will interfere.

   No one will investigate the reason except for those who are interested.

   But for those who are interested, as the exposure of that person becomes greater and greater, the horn to charge will get closer and closer...

   At this time, it is April 2018, and 2019 is less than 9 months away.

  …………

   South.

   To be precise, it is Jiangnan.

   Jiangnan in spring is beautiful.

   Especially in a small village that is rarely disturbed, it is an exaggeration to say that it has beautiful mountains and rivers and outstanding people.

  On the country road, the chirping birds, accompanied by the floral fragrance of Huangmiangui, have a unique flavor.

  The entrance of the village is already in sight, and two square stone pillars are in front of you. Through the stone pillars, there is a huge threshing field, which is also a leisure place for the neighbors during their slack farming.

   Song Zhao, who returned to his hometown, still doesn't know how he got to where he is today.

   Just because his name is reversed, is he called 'Zhao Song'?

   Of course not possible!

   There are many homophones of the same name, why is Xiaoyu not friends with them, but he is? ? ?

   It's okay for him, he has a crush on that cute and black-bellied, but absolutely kind girl, but he can still do it if he doesn't like things and doesn't feel sorry for himself.

  If you don't recognize her as a family, it's good to be friends. Protecting her can also bring psychological satisfaction to him.

   But, why does Xiaoyu have a brother who is crazy about protecting his sister? ? ?

  When Song Zhao was tangled in front of the stone pillar.

Behind   , there was a tsk tsk:

   "Three provinces, the family voice of the EMI."

   "Brother, I feel like your family is a big family, tsk tsk~"

   Zhao Song stared at the inscriptions on the two stone pillars and sighed.

  You don't tut.

  Song Zhao shook his head with a wry smile: "Brother, I teach mathematics, so I don't know much about my family, and I have checked the local annals, and there is no record of the names on the genealogy."

   Zhao Song shook his head and said disapprovingly: "In the history of flower planting, is there still less family relocation? There is no local chronicle here, which does not mean that there is no other place.

   But now is not the time to talk about this, let's go, go to your house! "

  Song Zhao hurriedly led the way, while saying: "Brother Zhao, I have to go to the ancestral hall first, the rules are in the house, and the children who have been away for a long time must go there first."

   Patriarchal family system, a typical product of the feudal system.

   Zhao Song pouted, envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart...

   "Let's go."

  …………

  The ancestral hall is very close to the stone pillars.

   Entering the foyer, facing the door of the ceremony, the black lacquer door has been coated with pulp, and the oil is shiny.

On the door of the ceremony, there is a plaque with four large characters clearly visible.

   "Song's Ancestral Hall."

   bypassing the door of ceremony and walking through a corridor, you will see a shadow wall with poems written on it.

   "...Xianliang thinks about Junyu, morality and prudence..."

The poems of    generation were very long, and neither of them were interested in reading them, so they passed through the shadow wall and came to the small square.

  The small square is not too small, and an old man dressed as a farmer is sweeping the floor.

   While brushing the short video, sweep the floor.

   This is an old farmer who keeps pace with the times.

   "Four grandpas."

   Song Zhao shouted respectfully.

  The old man waved happily when he saw Song Zhao, and led him into the wing next to him.

  “…”

  Leaving Zhao Song alone to look around, until he heard a loud voice inside, he quietly probed and watched.

  Song Zhao: "Song's son, Zizhao, return to his hometown today, enter the ancestral hall to offer sacrifices to the sect, and honor the ancestors!"

  The old man: "Song Zhao, respecting ancestors, thinking about one's own affairs, can you teach theft, humiliate, prostitute, or commit rape?"

"no!"

  Old man: "Is there any disrespect for teachers and inconsistency?"

"no!"

  “…”

   It wasn't until Song Zhao got up properly, took out three sticks of incense from the table and lit it, and kowtowed three more times, the whole procedure was finished.

  What is etiquette and family style?

This is.

  Remnants of feudalism, why not stay! ? ?

  Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer such families in the materialistic modern society.

  In the wing, Song Zhao got up, the fourth grandfather changed his previous seriousness and held his hand affectionately. Like countless parents, he asked with concern:

   "Boy, you are not too young, can you bring someone with you when you come back this time?"

  Song Zhao: "..."

   I didn't bring the object, maybe someone from my brother-in-law brought it.

  The girl he might be the target, ran away when someone appeared, leaving him alone to face the most terrifying uncle of the flower family...

   Then he was driven by this person ignorantly all the way, and he didn't know how to bring it back to his hometown.

   At this moment, someone stuck his head out from the door of the wing, and the fourth grandfather finally knew that he might have neglected the guests.

   He looked at the big head with a big mouth and understood why Song Zhao didn't answer.

   "He... he... who is he?"

The    short video was full of that person's figure. The fourth grandpa was so excited that he forgot his name.

   "Zhao Song."

   Zhao Song retracted his big head, walked into the room whole, bowed to the old man with a smile, then bowed solemnly to the tablet on the case, and offered incense.

   Finally, he faced the old man again and sighed:

   "The Zhao family, climbed high~"

  He is a historian, what Song Zhao could not find in the local chronicles, but Zhao Song knew that their family should not be here at all!

  Why climb high?

  In the People's Square in the capital, there is a monument on which is written the most beautiful inscription in the history of planting flowers!

  Three years, thirty years, so we can trace back to one thousand eight hundred and forty years...

  Under that inscription, in the vast land of flowers, how many such families are hidden?

   With such inheritance and family style, how can the Zhao family not climb high!

  …………

   It's not like climbing high, people in Songjia Village don't think so.

  Thanks to the Flower Planting Network and the Flower Planting Communication Providers. Thanks to their prefixes with the word 'country' for making this remote little village electrified and connected to the Internet.

   also allowed people in this closed village to see the wonderful world outside.

   I have met countless wonderful people.

   Now, the most wonderful one has come to a village where few outsiders visit.

  The whole village was a sensation.

   (end of this chapter)