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It's probably going to be sunny again, and if it's spring or autumn, the sunny weather will be pleasant, but in the middle of the summer, people want a rain that cools down.

Han Xuan beckoned Obama to go home for breakfast.

Wang Mengmeng muttered all the way, mostly saying that she didn't want to go home or something, saying that she was determined to run away from home and cut off contact with her family.

Ignoring her nonsense, it was the rebellious age of adolescence, and everyone had similar thoughts, and when asked if she had any money, where she lived, and when she ate, the girl held back for a long time without speaking.

Meng Meng let out a long sigh, and suddenly began to sigh about life, wanting to grow up quickly, earn money to support herself, and get rid of the annoying nagging at home.

When you have something, you always don't cherish it, Han Xuan just smiled when he heard his little cousin's words.

Understand that even if she was told that adults wanted to go back to the past, to her childhood, she would not understand it now, and there are some things that she will only know if she has experienced them.

Fortunately, he had two childhoods, Han Xuan thought with satisfaction.

Lazy stretched his waist and greeted the passing nannies with good morning, and the other party quickly responded respectfully, stepped on the asphalt path, and returned home......

Steward Yang had already brought yesterday's newspaper, ate fried eggs, drank milk, solved it unhurriedly, wiped his mouth after rinsing his mouth, and began to read the thick stack of newspapers.

Most of the time, it's just a cursory glance and a short stop when you see a headline of interest.

As expected, he just came to Xiangjiang yesterday, and today the newspapers are full of news about him, and even such a small incident as a small car accident in Mong Kok has been reported with great fanfare.

The Pengcheng government can't wait to announce that the news that the subsidiary of Blueberry Company will settle in Pengcheng has received rumors here.

The media in Xiangjiang sang a lament, saying that there were many job opportunities lost, and there were also many editors who thought that the mobile phones made in Huaxia would be shipped to other surrounding areas through the port of Xiangjiang in the future, which could drive economic development.

This was indeed the case back then, but they forgot that now Huaxia has opened up.

As the mainland becomes more and more connected with the Western world and the treasure island region, direct economic and trade exchanges are becoming easier and easier, so why take a detour from Hong Kong?

Fundamentally speaking, Hong Kong's status as a transit point for trade stems from the lack of direct communication between the East and the West.

This is a temporary phenomenon, but this temporary phenomenon is slightly longer, lasting for a whole generation, so it is often regarded as a matter of course by this generation, and it is believed that Xiangjiang should be developed.

People tend to be forgetful about earlier history, when Xiangjiang was only a British military port and transit point, not a trading center.

If the mainland did not take special care of Xiangjiang in the future, and would rather sacrifice the development opportunities of some ports in the mainland and insist on retaining its status as a transit station, the decline process would only be accelerated......

A small piece of news caught Han Xuan's attention.

Today is the last day of the college entrance examination for Xiangjiang students, and "Ta Kung Pao" used a big picture to publish a scene of students in a dormitory, putting incense burners to worship Han Xuan, and their expressions were extremely solemn and serious.

When he saw this picture, Han Xuan smiled dumbly, and the text next to it said that these students wanted to be admitted to the Ivy League in the United States, and Han Xuan's experience of entering Brown University when he was a teenager has become a legend in the minds of these students, as if he was treated as a "Kaba Wenqu star".

Xiangjiang has never experienced the turmoil, and the residents are even more superstitious, whether it is fighting in the street or buying stocks, they like to worship and ask for the blessing of the gods.

Go to the Hou Wong Temple in Kowloon City when you seek health, go to the Holywood Road Man Mo Temple in Central when you seek fame and fortune, and go to the Chai Kung Temple in Sheung Wan when you seek marriage.

But these gods don't seem to have anything to do with the college entrance examination, and they happened to hear the news of Han Xuan's arrival, so a guy in the dormitory had an idea and came up with a good idea: worship Han Xuan!

Han Xuan couldn't bless them, but the strange thing was that the four people in the dormitory were lucky to be admitted to the Ivy League schools by virtue of their good grades and specialties.

It caused a sensation for a while, and the habit of worshiping "Han Xueba" spread out like this, and before the exam every year, there are people selling incense burners on the streets and alleys, and sending Han Xuan posters, these are later words, not to talk about for the time being......

Upstairs.

A nanny, under the watchful eye of Secretary Dawson, entered Han Xuan's room to clean up.

After making the bed, I went to the bathroom, and when I picked up the dirty clothes in the basket, a small black box fell out of my pants pocket.

To say that Xiangjiang's level of English penetration is indeed quite high, even the nanny can speak English fluently, she told Dawson: "This is in his pocket, please help me transfer it to him." ”

"Okay. ”

Secretary Dawson nodded, opened it and found that it contained an oval-shaped metal pendant, guessing that it was a gift from those people to the little boss yesterday.

The inkstone, jade pendant, etc. have been put into the safe, he doesn't know what to do with this, temporarily stuffed it into his pocket, and after cleaning and closing the door, he went downstairs to ask the little boss.

Han Xuan was reading the report on the situation in Thailand, and when he saw the small box in the hand of Secretary Dawson, he suddenly remembered the mixed-race girl he had seen yesterday, and he almost forgot that this thing existed, and he hadn't opened it yet.

When he picked up the box and saw a women's pendant inside, he said to himself, "Why did you give me such a gift, I can't wear it......"

The workmanship of the pendant is not exquisite, and the material should be silver, because of the erosion of time, the appearance is a little black, and it is not a valuable thing at first glance.

I took it out and looked through it, and I accidentally found a slit next to it, and I gently pushed it with my hand and opened it from the middle.

One left and one right, two black and white photos appeared in front of Han Xuan's eyes.

On the left is a man, on the right is a woman, only the head is a picture, and they are both young in appearance.

As you can guess from the way you dress, these two photos should be a long time ago, and now no one on the street will wear this style of clothes, and there is a building in the background, which is clearly the Empire State Building in New York.

I don't know why I gave this to myself, Han Xuan stared at the two of them carefully, and suddenly realized that this man was his grandfather at all!

He looks very handsome, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, and now there is a big change from then, so I can't recognize it at first glance.

Looking at the woman next to him, a terrifying thought appeared in his heart, his eyes widened, and he felt more and more that this was his grandmother who had never met before!

The woman in the photo has a bright smile and looks very good, if it weren't for her grandmother, Han Xuan wouldn't have thought of anyone who would make such a pendant with her grandfather.

stood up suddenly, immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, frowned and called his grandfather, found that the prompt was on the call, quickly switched to a text message, and sent a message to the past:

"Call me back, 100,000 are in a hurry!!"