Yishui is a famous city.
Yang Shihua hurried back to the villa.
"Grandpa, have you read the newspaper? The price of Feitian Moutai has really increased? And I heard that someone is buying old Moutai, and the price is still very high. The Moutai you stocked in the 1950s and 1960s can be sold at high prices .”
Yang Guoxing was a little numb to Yang Shihua who came to report the news.
He slowly put down the newspaper in his hand. The newspaper also published news that the price of Feitian Moutai had soared overnight.
He took off his reading glasses, took a deep breath and said, "This boy Xia Ye is indeed no ordinary man. Even the soaring price of Moutai was within his expectation. Is there anything else that he could not have expected?"
"Grandpa, do you know the news?" Yang Shihua was surprised.
"More than just hearing the news? Even the old comrades who retired with me in the past called me today and told me that they wanted to buy the Moutai I had in hand at a high price. They were willing to pay 30,000 yuan!"
Yang Shihua took a breath and said: "I still remember the first time Brother Ye came to our house, he said that our bottle of Maotai would be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in a while. Unexpectedly, Brother Ye hit the mark again. .”
"Grandpa, do you want to sell these vintage Moutai we have hoarded?"
"What are you selling? These are all good wines given to me by my old leader. When summer nights came, I was willing to open a bottle. How could I be willing to drink them on weekdays? Now this wine has increased to 30,000 yuan, so You can’t drink it anymore, let alone sell it! The more something can rise, the more it has to withstand the precipitation of time to be more valuable. At that time, a bottle of Moutai cost 5 yuan, but more than 40 years later, it increased to 30,000 yuan. It’s unbelievable!”
Yang Shihua nodded and said: "Grandpa, I think you are right. The more something goes up, the less we can sell it! Then let's treasure all these Maotai liquors."
Say it.
Yang Shihua went up to the second floor, went to the room where Yang Guoxing stored wine, and then hid the Moutai worth 20,000 to 30,000 bottles in a relatively secluded place.
He never imagined that with such a small gesture, the value of these wines would be far beyond his imagination more than twenty years later.
After Yang Shihua hid the wine, he just walked out of the room when he saw Yang Shuxiang walking out of the room carrying a schoolbag and a suitcase.
"Shuxiang, are you going to school today?"
Yang Shuxiang nodded and said, "Go to school early to prepare for the exam."
Yang Shihua quickly carried the box to Yang Shuxiang and said, "If you want to leave, tell me and I will see you off." 33
"No. I can just take a taxi myself."
"Shuxiang, you're not still angry with me because of Brother Ye, are you?"
"No. I just feel that I am an adult and should no longer rely on you like this. I want to gradually become independent. Otherwise, even if I am admitted to the civil service and transferred back to Longcheng City, I will still have to face more problems alone in the future. . You can only provide me with better resources and conditions, but you cannot help me solve the problems I will face in the future."
Yang Shihua asked with a surprised look on his face: "You...who did you learn these thoughts from?"
"He told me that when I was chatting with Brother Xia Ye in the bookstore that day. Only these days have I truly understood its meaning."
Yang Shihua swallowed his throat and said, "Have you always regarded my brother Ye's words as the truth?"
"He said a lot of things, so I had no way to refute, so I had to choose to obey. I won't talk to you anymore, I'm in a hurry, so you can stay with grandpa, I'm leaving."
Seeing Yang Shuxiang struggling to walk downstairs carrying the box, Yang Shihua rushed up to help her hold the box.
"Yang Shihua, didn't I tell you that I don't need your help! I can solve all the problems I have to face by myself."
Yang Shuxiang glared at Yang Shihua, then dragged the box towards the door of the villa.
Looking at Yang Shuxiang's leaving figure, for a moment, Yang Shihua didn't even recognize his sister.
Why did this girl suddenly become so mature?
In Yang Shihua's eyes, Yang Shuxiang has always been a willful girl who will not grow up.
Hearing the noise, Yang Guoxing stood up slowly and said in a loud voice: "Shihua, this is the path Shuxiang has chosen. Let her go on her own."
Yang Shihua said with surprise on his face: "Grandpa, are you really not going to take care of the scholarly thing anymore?"
"I have been taking care of her for more than ten years. Doesn't she have to walk the next road on her own? I also want to understand. Shuxiang has never enjoyed the love of her parents since she was a child. We should give up all the choices and decisions in life. Let her make her own decision. What's more, hasn't Maotai gone up? According to our previous agreement, it's time to let Shuxiang take the political path she wants to take." Yang Guoxing said suddenly.
It was rare for Yang Shihua to see his grandfather thinking so openly about Yang Shuxiang. He said with a smile: "If Shuxiang has a successful official career in the future, he will gain face for our Yang family!"
"I don't want her to have a successful career, I just want her to be down-to-earth and safe when she embarks on this path."
Outside the villa.
Yang Shuxiang dragged the heavy box out of the villa area and ran into his father Yang Debiao, who came in a hurry and looked a little embarrassed.
Yang Debiao glanced at Yang Shuxiang in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "Shuxiang? You...where are you going?"
Yang Shuxiang didn't treat Yang Debiao well, and said in a cold tone: "I want to go back to school."
"Shuxiang, Dad has been sorry for you for so many years." Yang Debiao said with his head hanging down, his face full of shame.
Yang Shuxiang squinted and said coldly: "If you want to apologize, then go to my mother's grave to apologize and repent. If you apologize to me, I won't forgive you."
Say it.
Yang Shuxiang waved a taxi, put the heavy suitcase in the trunk of the taxi, and then got in the car.
Yang Debiao's urgent cry came to my ears: "Shuxiang, Dad knows I was wrong, can you forgive me?"
Two lines of clear tears gradually fell from Yang Shuxiang's frosty face, while Yang Debiao's figure behind the taxi gradually shrank.
She quickly took out her phone and edited a text message for Xia Ye: I'm back to school. If I get good results at the end of the public examination, I will go back to Longcheng City to thank you.
Send completed.
She put away her phone, wiped away the tears on her face, took out the public examination books that Xia Ye bought for her from her schoolbag, and read them tirelessly.
Xia Ye felt surprised when she received a text message from Yang Shuxiang.
Time is fleeting and fleeting.
A summer vacation passed like this.
And Yang Shuxiang finally faced a new challenge in her life, which made up for her regret that she could not enter politics in her previous life.
Xia Ye wonders what Yang Shuxiang's fate will be in the future?
It's just that in this life, they may not have much intersection.
Xia Ye replied with two words to Yang Shuxiang: Come on.
He took Qiqi's little hand and said with a smile: "Qiqi, kindergarten has started and dad is going to send you to school."
Some people died, but not completely...
