Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat

  Chapter 26 Party

  Looking at the embarrassed figure of their father, the mother and son looked at the old man with a somewhat confused expression.

Seeing the expressions of these people, the old man didn't take it seriously and said: "Tao'er, go and call your uncle back, and say that his eldest nephew is back. Daughter-in-law, go cook some dishes, your son hasn't eaten yet!" Let's eat and talk."

Fang Lang watched the old man walking back and forth with a cane in the living room, with a smile on his face, for fear that the old man would accidentally fall, he stepped forward and said softly: "Grandpa, be careful, don't fall, let's sit down and take your time." Shall we chat?"

"Haha, Lang'er! What you said just now can be regarded as speaking to my heart. I still remember that when your grandfather passed away, you called me and the old brother who came with him to the bedside. Repeatedly told us not to forget where our roots are, and where our ancestors are. Before they passed away, the elders of the older generation would gather us young people together, and repeatedly emphasized to us that we must not forget our roots and our roots. .However, I found that now in your generation, many people don’t remember their ancestors very much, and some people can’t even speak or write our words. We old people often Gathering together, I was anxious and angry, and I didn't know what to do. However, what you said today made me see hope again. Later, you can talk to us old guys about your thoughts and ideas, you Don't worry, I will support you with all my strength." The old man's face was full of excitement and relief, with tears in his eyes and a ruddy complexion, making him feel ten years younger.

"Okay, Grandpa, calm down first. I'll pack my luggage first, and I'll talk to you guys later. You can also help me refer to my thoughts. One person counts short!" Fang Lang said while helping the old man He sat down on his recliner.

  The old man waved to Fang Lang, motioned him to clean up first, and said in his mouth: "Hurry up and clean up, your dad and the others should be quick."

  Fang Lang looked at his grandfather again, and saw him sitting on the recliner, his fingers still tapping the armrest rhythmically, obviously in a good mood. He just smiled and said no more, took his luggage and walked to his room.

After Fang Lang cleaned up his room, washed his face, and came down, he found that the living room of his house was full of people, at least there were more than 30 people, and there were only a dozen or so old people from his grandfather's generation. Most of the rest are their sons and grandchildren. Because they are all from the same village, most of them are elders who watched Fang Lang grow up, so Fang Lang hurried forward to say hello one by one.

  Fang Lang's uncle Fang Xinshui is also among them. Fang Xinshui is the youngest son of his grandfather. Because he was spoiled by his grandmother since he was a child, he is very naughty. When he was studying in school, his grades were not very good, but he was forced to learn boxing kung fu by his grandfather since he was a child, so he is a good fighter in fighting and fighting, and he is also a well-known figure of the level of the world-renowned devil king.

  Later, as he grew older, he began to hang out in society. When Fang Lang was young, he had already formed a small Chinese gang in downtown Sao Paulo with his friends who grew up together. Because guns are not allowed in Brazil, I wear casual clothes every day and show off with a pistol in my belt. It was useless for grandpa to teach him many times. Once he had a big fight with grandpa, he simply moved out, but he often came to visit grandpa and father.

  My uncle has liked Fang Lang very much since he was a child. His uncle married a white Portuguese wife and gave birth to two daughters. People in this era are generally very patriarchal, and the uncle's family concept is also very strong, so Fang Lang is better than his own daughter. I remember that when Fang Lang ran away from home, he originally wanted to go to his uncle. However, when he was rejected by his uncle and wanted to send him home, he escaped and had nowhere to go before he went to serve as a soldier.

A group of people gathered in the living room, listening to the grandfather recalling the last wishes of his great-grandpa and the older generation, and blamed himself with a few grandpas for not educating their children and grandchildren well. Many younger generations could not even speak Chinese. I can speak, and I can’t write Chinese characters anymore. The middle-aged people and young people in the room are all red-faced and bow their heads.

In the end, the old man said what he heard from his grandson Fang Lang today, and everyone in the room looked sideways at Fang Lang frequently, and the uncle put his hand on Fang Lang's shoulder and tried hard pinched.

"The words my eldest grandson said to me today made me happy from the bottom of my heart. There is still hope for the tasks assigned by the older generation. I originally wanted to ask some of us old guys to come over for a chat, but since we are here If you are the head of the family, let's talk together. Let's see what my big grandson thinks, and see if I can fulfill the last wishes of my parents. It will also allow us to have the face to see our ancestors when we are old." After finishing speaking, he continued He waved to Fang Lang and said, "Come on, Fang Lang, these are your grandfathers, uncles, and no outsiders. Today we can say whatever we have, and talk about your thoughts with us big guys. We I will also give you the details."

Fang Lang was not polite either. When he came back this time, he originally wanted to recruit some helpers in the village. After all, he certainly couldn't conquer the world by himself. It's better now. If he can convince these people on the scene, he can basically get The support of the whole village.

"Grandpas, uncles, uncles, I haven't seen you for more than two years. Without me going to your house to make troubles, you should have enjoyed two years of happiness. I didn't expect that just after I came back, the old man called everyone together again. I'm causing trouble for everyone."

  Everyone was laughing, and some people were still laughing and scolding the devil incarnation, you little bastard. After everyone's voices quieted down, Fang Lang said again: "In the past two years, I have seen a lot of the world, learned a lot of knowledge, suffered a lot, and suffered a lot of grievances. But in the past two years It also made me grow up. I have met many Chinese people from other countries, such as the United States, Europe, and Southeast Asia. I found that we Chinese people have been wronged all over the world. The Chinese are weak and can be bullied. In many places, only the Chinese are robbed. The Chinese are fat sheep in their eyes. There are even many Chinese who have completely regarded themselves as foreigners, and look down on the Chinese, or even themselves. In other foreigners After being bullied, he vented it on Chinese people like him."

  Fang Lang's words made everyone in the room lower their heads, and some even felt the same thing about the redness of their eyes.

"I don't understand why? Are we Chinese inferior? We are one of the nations with the longest cultural history in the world! When we have started to wear silk clothes and have a city of hundreds of thousands of people, these foreigners still Drinking blood and living the life of primitive people. Think about our prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties, and the glorious dynasty that came from all over the world. Look now, a small little Japan dares to send troops to attack their suzerain country. Even these Japanese immigrants in Brazil We are all riding on our heads and shitting. What is the reason? Because of the corruption and incompetence of the Manchu Qing, our motherland has fallen behind, and if we fall behind, we will be beaten! This is an eternal truth. Because our motherland is backward , those of us overseas wanderers can’t straighten our backs and dare not speak loudly, because you don’t have a strong motherland behind you to support you. Some people may think that I am a Brazilian now, and I have Brazilian nationality when I go out. Yes Is that so? When you walk on the street, people see your skin color, black hair, black eyes, will others think you are Brazilian? Anyway, I have never encountered it.”

Fang Lang stopped, looked at everyone's expressions, waited for everyone to digest for a while, and said: "I don't want to be bullied anymore, I don't want to be looked down upon by others, and I don't want to be able to straighten up, so I am determined to do What, maybe my own strength is very small and I can't change too many things, but I believe there will be many Chinese brothers like me who are unwilling to live this kind of life anymore, and we don't want our children and grandchildren to continue to live like this I don’t want my future generations to feel ashamed because they are descendants of Chinese. So, this time I come back and want to find some like-minded brothers to do something with me.”

"Okay, Lang'er, what you said speaks to my heart. I've had enough. No matter what you want to do, count me in. I'm your uncle, and I fully support you." Fang Xinshui With an excited face and flushed face, it was obvious that he was not less angry.

  (end of this chapter)