On October 1, the National Day, the whole Yan Kyoto entered a sea of joy, and it became everyone's first choice to watch the military parade in Tiananmen Square.

The world was not at peace in 1981, when the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan in January, and hegemonic expansion reached its peak.

Yang Dongxu's words are like an inadvertent turning point in the times, which has quietly changed China's foreign policy and attitude this year.

On September 4, Big Brother, who seemed to smell something different, held a military division exercise codenamed "West-81", which was the largest military division exercise in human history, with a total of nearly 500,000 troops participating, including multiple arms of the army, navy and air force, to flex its muscles to NATO, deter Eastern European satellite states, and scare the neighbor around it.

After US President Ronald Reagan took office, the US policy toward the Soviet Union changed from détente to explicit confrontation, and the United States and NATO immediately launched targeted military exercises.

At the same time, the tension between the Soviet Union in the early 80s made Sino-US relations, which were originally in the honeymoon period, seem to have added a little more fuel because of that turning point.

The confrontation of the Cold War and the threat from the north made China feel a huge crisis, so on September 14, 1981, the North China military exercise kicked off in Zhangjiakou, an important town outside the Saiwai, which was the largest number of troops and weapons in the history of the PLA at that time.

On September 19, after the end of the military exercise in North China, more than 100,000 soldiers lined up in a neat lineup of 53 squares to accept the simplicity of the chairman of the Central Military Commission of the Communist Party of China.

In this day when the whole world seems to be crowded with military exercises in September, the advent of the National Day makes Yanjing festive with seriousness, and the soldiers are extremely excited from temperament to spirit, and they seem to be ready to rush to the front line to fight at any time.

Yang Dongxu is also very excited about the National Day, not only because he doesn't have to go to school to endure torture during the holidays. Rather, compared with the gentle diplomacy adopted by later generations for development, he prefers the Chinese temper who is now poor but extremely stubborn in his bones.

Whether it is the "Self-Defense Counterattack" two years ago or the North China military exercise this time, in short, although I don't have as many muscles and strong bodies as you, if you dare to do it, it will be one word - do.

At the same time, although the Chinese in this period still have the influence of the residual breath of the era of great chaos, this is only the internal uneasiness, the external is an absolute huddle, there is no fear of war, you dare to carry a gun over, I dare to beat you to death with a stick.

The early morning in early October was a bit chilly, but Tiananmen Square had long been sunk into a sea of people, and there was no spitting or littering to be seen.

Although people's awareness of hygiene in this era is generally not high, but it is more conscious than later generations, if you spit or litter in Tiananmen Square, believe it or not, you don't need to appear in large size with red armbands, the old and young masters around you can hammer you to death?

Eight-year-old Yang Dongxu was held by Zhou Yiren, compared to Zhou Yiren in Yangjia Village, although Zhou Yiren still has a lot of white hair on his head at this time, he has a lot of energy, especially after the conditioning of the old man Xuan, after his thin body gradually became fat due to the huge work pressure, he finally had the strength he should have, and it was effortless to stand up to Yang Dongxu.

"Old man Xuan, why are you wearing a Taoist robe again?" Before the parade started, Yang Dongxu didn't need to sit on Zhou Yiren's neck, so he was held by Zhou Ya's little hand and looked at Old Man Xuan, who came over with Wu Aibing, with a puzzled expression.

Since moving out of the temple, although Old Man Xuan's long hair has not been cut off with the headband coiled by the Taoist priest, he no longer wears Taoist robes, but wears ordinary coarse linen clothes, or wears the Tang costume specially made for him by Yang Dongxu during the Chinese New Year.

So today he put the robe on himself again, so that Yang Dongxu didn't know what he was crazy again.

Facing Yang Dongxu's question, if there was no one, Old Man Xuan would definitely give him a full set of physical/physical education from words to spirit, and then to hands and feet. But when there are people, he basically doesn't even lift his eyelids, and directly ignores them.

"Today is a big day, wear formal clothes. Zhou Yiren patted Yang Dongxu's head with a kind smile, and then nodded with a smile and greeted Old Man Xuan and Wu Aibing.

"Formal attire?" Yang Dongxu was speechless, after living for more than forty years, he heard that the Taoist robe was used as a formal attire, and besides, the old man Xuan was a fake Taoist priest except for the headband on his head, how could he wear the Taoist robe as a formal attire?

But this question is what my godfather said, so I can only listen to it, otherwise I don't know how many slaps I will get on my ass.

When the stirring national anthem was played, the military parade began, and piles of neat and uniform processions walked in front of Tiananmen Square.

When the tall and great man stood in the car and began to simplify the army, Yang Dongxu's hairs all over his body stood on end instantly. It was the first time he had lived two lifetimes that he had been so close to this great man.

The outstanding wisdom of the already slightly old and short body not only makes the Chinese, but even the whole world have to admire and admire.

"If only there were cameras. Watching the car go away, the feeling of the blood in the whole body slowly disappearing, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, if he had a camera in his hand to record this scene, it would definitely be used as a lifetime of memorial.

"Grandpa, are we going to come to see the parade every year?" Yang Dongxu got down from Zhou Yiren's neck, raised his head and looked at his grandfather with a little innocence.

"Good, good, come every year. Seeing that the motherland was so powerful, Zhou Yiren had some tears in his eyes, tilted his head and tried not to let the tears flow, and kept patting Yang Dongxu's head with his hand.

The people next to him were also very excited, and the look on the face of the old man Xuan, who was very obvious compared to everyone's excitement, was a little complicated, and he couldn't tell what it felt, as if there was admiration and gloom.

The family came back from Tiananmen Square and came to the Yang family banquet, and today in order to celebrate the National Day, all the personnel had a day off, so there was no one in the whole Yang family banquet.

Zhou Ya took out the key from her pocket, and the group entered the courtyard through the back door. It is impossible for everyone to be hungry when there is an old man Xuan, so after a while, the dishes with all the colors and flavors are served on the table, and the family is very happy to eat.

After eating, Wu Aibing returned to the store, Yang Dongxu followed him, there was no way Although today is the first day of the National Day holiday, Zhou Yiren, who has let himself go for a long time, will definitely go home to deal with the documents.

Zhou Ya took a list and began to take stock of the warehouse, and at the same time checked the accounts of the previous month. Old man Xuan is a little mentally wrong today, and it is estimated that he will go back to the big courtyard to drink, Yang Dongxu doesn't want to follow him for fear of being beaten, so there is only one choice for Wu Aibing.

"How's the business lately?" I went to see the military parade, and it was noon, so there was no one in the store, and Yang Dongxu, who was gnawing on an apple, moved the bench to sit down in front of a sitting fan.

"It's pretty good, especially since these fans are so easy to sell. Wu Aibing's face was full of joy.

Since Yang Dongxu gave the promise of a one-week replacement and a half-year warranty, the business in the store has improved instantly, and the tape recorder can be sold every day, and the demand for fans has exceeded the supply after the arrival of the fan. At this time, although the daily turnover account in the store is not as good as that of Yang Jiayan, it is definitely not a decimal.

"You didn't have a holiday promotion or something?" asked Yang Dongxu as he nibbled on an apple.

"Promotion, what's that?" Wu Aibing stared at with a confused look in his eyes.

"It's the holidays, so we're selling more things while everyone is happy. ”

"Everything is very good to sell, why should it be discounted?" Wu Aibing was even more confused, in his impression, things that could not be sold later, or bad things would be discounted.

"Well, when I didn't say it. Yang Dongxu shrugged his shoulders and stopped explaining.

Compared with the later generations that even May 20, May 21, or November 01, November 11, etc., etc., not a festival is forced into a festival and divided into the solar calendar and the lunar calendar for two big promotions, compared with the era of people in this era is too simple.

Who said that discounts are bad, or things that can't be sold when they are about to expire? Will I tell you that discounts make a lot more money than not discounting? Anyway, these household appliances are now monopolistic sales, and there are only two stores in Dongcheng and Xicheng, so it doesn't matter whether they are discounted or not.

"How is Dongzi over there?" Yang Dongxu asked casually, he hadn't asked since he talked to Dongzi last time. A few days ago, Yang Dongxu sent the account book over there, and he simply looked at it, and did not mean to verify it carefully.

"It seems to be good, he plans to build a small factory for the manufacture of billiard tables, and ship billiard tables to other places to buy. Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu with some embarrassment. Obviously, this is taking advantage of Yang Dongxu's idea to make money.

"Oh, the Yanjing billiard tables are flooded, and you can really make some money by selling them in other places. Yang Dongxu nodded.

"You're not angry?" Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu, as if he wanted to see something from his gaze,

"Why are you angry? Don't say that I'm not in the billiard table business now, and even if I do, won't anyone else be allowed to do it? We are in the clothing and home appliance business, didn't Xicheng also come over to rob it? Can I not let them do it?" Yang Dongxu said indifferently.

After the era of great imitation in later generations when even aircraft carriers could be copied, this little fish and shrimp in front of him is not worth Yang Dongxu's anger at all, if he is angry about this little thing, he will die of anger sooner or later.

Besides, whether it is a billiard table, a clothing company, or even a store called Wu Aibing, he has no plans to continue for a long time. At present, except for Yang's family banquet, he has no intention of treating other businesses as long-term management.

These things are all used by him to make quick money, so it is better to charge two more antiques and buy a few more courtyard houses to make these businesses that anyone can imitate really bigger and stronger.

"By the way, there's a letter from Boss Hao, he'll be there in two days to let you prepare a few more songs?" Wu Aibing carefully examined Yang Dongxu.

At first, Yang Dongxu asked Hao Yifan to help sell songs, but he thought it was just nonsense. But who would have thought that the song written by Yang Dongxu, an eight-year-old child, would become popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

"Oh, what's going on over there?" Yang Dongxu replied.

Compared with songs, what he values more is obviously comics, and the songs are just to make some fame and facilitate future plans, and he didn't think about making money with this, otherwise wouldn't it be more profitable to open a music company and make a few singers popular?

Now comics are the key, because only by using comics to open up the RB market, even if he can't do anything else in RB in the future, the profits in the comics industry chain alone are enough for him to make a lot of money.

"I didn't say that. ”