Rebirth in the leisurely life of the red age

"Thank you, little aunt!"

The King of Burma, Anawrahta, also known as Comrade Li Rui, did not show the arrogance he had developed over the years. He was over 50 years old, but he was still like a teenager, laughing and accompanying a girl who looked like his granddaughter, humble and respectful.

He was not pretending...

The girl was naturally the ninth aunt of the Li family, who was five years older than Li Rui, but no matter how you looked at them, they were like mortals.

Xiaojiu smiled when she heard it, and ignored it.

Li Rui naturally did not dare to have any dissatisfaction. In the Li family, there were three people who could decide his fate with a word, and the ancestor in front of him was one of them.

Xiaojiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon, and said to Li Rui: "In terms of favorable conditions, Hong Kong Island and Ancient Kyoto are not as good as Yangon. A Rui, don't let down such an opportunity."

Li Rui hurriedly said: "Yes, aunt. The soil in Yangon is fertile alluvial soil, and the terrain is flat, which is very suitable for agricultural development. In fact, the Ayeyawady Delta and Sittang River Valley near Yangon have always been the main rice producing areas, and the rice production here can account for more than two-thirds of the total rice production in the country. And the climate is pleasant, it is in the tropics but not stuffy, the average temperature is 27℃, the average temperature throughout the year is less than 8 degrees, half of the year is sunny, and half of the year is rainy. Especially from October to February, it is the most pleasant season. Under the blue sky, flowers bloom everywhere, the weather is cool, and the breeze blows on your face, making people linger."

In comparison, Languo and Hong Kong Island are far inferior to the superiority of this place.

But there are also problems. Li Rui continued, "The West is determined to destroy us and never wants to see the Chinese break free from the shackles of the Malacca Strait, so they keep sending people to make trouble, fan the flames, and instigate ethnic minorities in Myanmar to cause trouble. There are too many ethnic groups in Myanmar, 135, and after years of war, there are blood feuds between many ethnic groups. Although we try our best to turn around, disperse the crowd, and support employment, we can't stand the brainwashing and instigation of those with wolfish ambitions... In recent years, America and Britain have spent a lot of effort on manpower training. They can send out Danjing to go out on field work. They are in the dark and we are in the light, and we have suffered a lot. Fortunately, you, my aunt, came to help. Otherwise, if they continue to make trouble, people will lose their morale.

Xiao Jiu smiled and said, "Twenty years ago, when the Sinodeng case broke out and he fled all the way to Haojing, America sent top personnel to kill him. At that time, it was said that Sinodeng was America's red line, and anyone who helped him would be devastated by America. They even compared this incident to the second Guba crisis. Haojing was undecided, but your sixth uncle heard the news in Guangdong East and immediately made a decision to kill the four kings of the CIA and keep them all in Haojing.

Those four were the most powerful masters trained by America who were most likely to take the last step. They were somewhat similar to your second uncle, with extraordinary talent and understanding. Chang Bufan. Fortunately, he died halfway. Ah Rui, don't let your identity and current status and power tie your hands and feet. Don't hesitate when it's time to kill. "

Li Rui was thoughtful after hearing this. He knew that his aunt was not only referring to those troublemakers from the West, but also the chaos in Myanmar. He nodded and said, "Aunt, I understand."

Xiao Jiu nodded, then turned to look at the Queen of Myanmar, Li Xiuqi, who was with Li Rui, and said, "Xiuqi, I talked to your brother Li Hongyi. If he is interested in competing for the next prime minister of Singapore, the Kingdom of Sri Lanka will support him. But he made it clear that he had no interest in Zhengzhi. So you asked me for something, you found the wrong person. direction. "

Li Xiuqi sighed and nodded, saying: "Thank you, aunt, I should have understood it long ago."

Looking at the lonely look of her nephew's wife, Xiao Jiu smiled and said: "The wind and rain always blow away the wind and rain, and the swallows in front of the halls of the old Wang Xie flew into the homes of ordinary people. Mr. Li Jiapo's life is legendary, and your father is also a good leader praised by everyone. No family can truly prosper forever. Even the Li family of the Tang Dynasty will one day become ordinary. Just take it easy. "

After Li Xiuqi looked at Xiao Jiu carefully, he admired and said: "Aunt, you are the most thorough fairy I have ever seen."

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

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

But she did not think much about the future of the Li family.

As she said, there is no family in the world that will never fail.

As far as she knew, some of the Li family members had already started to behave recklessly...

They could still be controlled at the moment, but it was hard to say whether the Li family could still hold on after she and her father left.

She didn't care about the continuation of the family, but just wanted her father's hard work to last for a few more years...

That's why she agreed to Li Rui's request and took action to clean up all the lawless people in Myanmar.

...

Beijing, Tieshishi Hutong.

National Security Headquarters.

A middle-aged man with two gold stars on his shoulders sat behind his desk, looking at the documents in his hand.

The expression was a bit complicated, with surprise, joy, but also some unspeakable envy...

After a while, a man in his fifties with a star on his shoulder sitting on the guest sofa smiled and said: "Zhao Bu, look at them. They don't care whether others will scold them, and they are not afraid of sanctions. No matter who it is, as long as they make trouble with bad intentions, they will be killed. It's so refreshing! America will have a headache if they meet such an opponent. Unfortunately, we have too many concerns.

In addition, although we have devoted all our efforts to train a group of good players in the past few decades, they have never reached the level of Dr. Li. Not to mention reaching it, we 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 thought that the doctor was an old man who didn't even know martial arts and seemed to fall over if he touched him. But as soon as he saw him, he had a clear understanding in his heart. As long as the old man raised his hand, he would definitely die. This feeling put more pressure on him than the prime minister of Lan State.

It's a shame to say that we, a big country with a population of more than one billion, have allocated so many resources to us and specially invited experts and professors in Taoism, Buddhism, and ancient Chinese language to give classes. We also have national experts in Chinese medicine to explain and cooperate. It is a pity that Ah, there is currently no hope of cultivating a top master like Dr. Li. The deeper I cultivate, the more I feel the gap is getting bigger..."

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

Putting aside the legends of the Li family of the Tang Dynasty, this man is the number one confidant of the American Intelligence Department.

He smiled and said: "There is no rush. The running water does not compete with each other. The competition is with the flow. Just move forward steadily and stay upright. We are lucky. Although Dr. Li and Mr. Jiu are not on our side, at least they are on our side. They are close to us. If the father and daughter are facing each other, then the pressure on us will be too great. Look at this time, the whole army was wiped out again. "

The man smiled and said: "That's strange. Are they all immortals? According to reliable information, America has never been able to successfully bury it in the dark room over there. No matter how deep it is, it will be dug out. This ability is really amazing. People are jealous.”

Zhao Shidao narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and his eyes fell on a copy of "Tao Zang" in 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 Li family's father and daughter...

Now, the whole world is secretly restarting the investigation of supernatural powers. I guess they are full of regrets for ridiculing all the people in mainland China for engaging in supernatural powers...

…

Time is like water and like a knife.

In the blink of an eye, it’s already 2038...

The capital, the palace.

Gao Weihong was lying on the bed with a peaceful face. Although her beauty was no longer beautiful, her body was full of bookishness, which made her still elegant and moving.

Looking at the sad expressions of relatives in the room, Gao Weihong smiled warmly to Li Yuan who was sitting next to him: "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 kind to me, and everyone has been very kind to me, including the children. I am an unexpected person in this family, but everyone is very kind to me, and I am very content. "

The one who cried the most in the room was Li Xiaoba.

There are nine children in the family, and the other eight are basically brought up by Lou Xiu. Only Xiaoba, Gao Weihong treats her as his own and loves her very much.

Li Xiaoba was crying at this moment, which made Qin Daxue look a little sideways...

When she died, I didn't know if her son would be so sad...

Forget it, it’s better not to think too much about this, otherwise you’ll feel a bit humiliated...

Li Yuan gently held Gao Weihong's hand, nodded and said, "Sister Weihong, your appearance is never an accident, it's a surprise."

Lou Xiao'e confirmed from the side: "If I had met you earlier, nothing would have happened to us. Sister Wei Hong, please take good care of your body and bones. After you take good care of your body and bones, we can take my Xiao'e to watch the sunrise and sunset on the sea. You If you like stir-fried lily with red snow, let Yuanzi make it for you!”

Gao Weihong pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes gradually became sad, as if she was filled with endless reverie, and she said softly: "It would be great if we can meet again in the next life."

Seeing that her breath was getting weaker, Lou Xiu wiped her tears and said, "It will definitely happen. It's so rare for a big family like us to live together. How can one life be enough? It takes three lives and three lifetimes."

Gao Weihong smiled, his eyes refocused, and he looked at Li Yuan and said, "Go on, you have to take more care. Unfortunately, I can't accompany you to the laboratory for experiments anymore."

Li Yuan raised his hand, gently touched her face, and murmured: "I can, I will definitely do it..."

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

…

Another year, Tsing Yi Island.

Inside the Lee Manor.

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

That's the big mother who raised them all single-handedly...

Xiao Qi fainted several times, and her heart was like a knife. Only then did she know the words.

…

Another year, Gujing.

Qin Daxue's eyes, which had always been bright, 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 passed, and it was finally time for Lou Xiaoe to say goodbye.

At this time, Li Yuan was so old that he was almost unrecognizable.

"That year, I wore a Bragi skirt and went to the courtyard to look for you. You said you wanted to marry me and you said you were giving me an advantage. Hehe, I have wanted to do business since I was a child, but this business is the most valuable thing I have ever done. "

Lou Xiao'e was as charming and naive as ever, leaning in Li Yuan's arms and talking about the happiest things of the year, still smiling.

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

…

"Yuanzi, I don't want to die, I want to be with you all the time..."

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 whose heart and eyes were full of him to persist.

After a gentle kiss, Li Yuan said warmly: "Believe me, this is not a farewell. We will definitely meet again, Xiaoyu, we will 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 have never forgotten a day since.

Death is not punishment, leaving is.

Li Yuan hugged his beloved wife tightly and said in a doting voice: "I swear, I will definitely find you even if I go to poverty and fall into hell."

"real?"

"real."

Nie Yulin closed his eyes, glanced at his daughter again, and muttered: "You are doing well too..."

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

"mom!!"

Xiaoqi, who had been calling her name all her life, finally called her mother...

…

Time doesn't want to stop.

Even though Li Yuan is so powerful, there is still nothing he can do.

The deaths of his wife and beauty had left his heart full of holes, and the departure of his eldest son was like a giant hammer, hammering his heart into powder.

Then, the second son, Xiaoba, fourth son, fifth son, sixth son, Xiaoqi...

In the blink of an eye, fifty years passed by in a hurry.

The color of the world has changed countless times. Lan Country, Burma Country and Mainland are the horns of each other, firmly controlling the general trend of the entire East.

Generation after generation of outstanding figures have charged forward one after another on the road to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

However, even Li Rui's generation is in decline.

2100, Gujing.

In the palace, the old Fugui looked at his father grinning happily.

"Dad, thank you for your hard work."

I can let my most beloved father see me off, rich, happy, and ashamed.

He is a son, but his father has been worried about him all his life.

Li Yuan smiled and nodded, as before, he stroked the forehead of the honest third son and said warmly: "It's not hard, you are all my father's best children."

Fugui grinned, with two tears left in the corner of his eyes, and held his father's hand. Even though he was reluctant to let go, he finally closed his eyes...

…

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it’s another fifty years...

"Jiu'er, I can't hold on anymore. With dad here, you don't have to work so hard."

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

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

Li Yuan looked at his daughter, nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "Found it."

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu's eyes shined with unusually bright eyes. He squeezed his father's hand and urged hard: "Dad, you must go on, you must go on!"

Li Yuan nodded slowly and responded: "Definitely!"

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

"Hemerocallis blooming high on the green hills

Pick one and give it to my little girl

Pin it in your hair and hold it in my heart

When I grow up with you, I will watch you become a bride

…”

Looking at his daughter who gradually closed her eyes, Li Yuan sobbed, holding her daughter in his arms with trembling hands, humming her favorite song over and over again...

"The day lilies are blooming in the distant sky

Every flower is what I care about

Let it drive all over me waiting for you on the way home

It's like I've never left your side

…”

…

PS: Not finished yet.