The zigzag Petain Bridge, spanning the Zhengxing Canal, connects the embankment with Saigon.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the hawkers come out of their stalls, and the sides of the road are filled with sugar water, beef balls, dried fish, duck egg stalls, and fried noodles and fried noodles stalls, and students from night schools, young couples, and workers working in nearby rice factories, warehouses, and woodware factories bustling around the stalls to eat and chat.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old student asked in surprise, "Uncle Wu, why are you here today?" ”

The stall owner looked at the bridgehead and mysteriously warned in Cantonese: "Qiyuan has arrested more than a dozen students, and the Chaozhou Gang is trying to figure out a way." Listen to Uncle, go to class early after eating, don't wander outside. ”

Li Wenyuan, the seventh in line, known as "Qiyuan", turned out to be a river thief, abducting, kidnapping, extortion, and murder...... He did all kinds of evil, and later climbed the high branch of the puppet emperor Baoda, and used the weapons left by the Japanese army when they retreated, entangled the local tyrants and inferior gentry, and sheltered some wanted criminals and outlaws who did evil, and cut off the heroes.

He is the unrelenting minister of Baoda, and Baoda regards him as a confidant.

It was specially allowed to open a Great World Casino in the Chinese area of the embankment, and gave it the right to collect taxes from the Chinese on the embankment, raise their own military salaries, and be self-sufficient. He also reciprocated by handing over part of his profits to Baoda every month for him to squander.

He and his minions were ruthless, raising seven giant tigers in the headquarters, and throwing people into tiger cages at every turn, not only the Chinese suffered from it, but even the French dared to kill them. When the Japanese surrendered, they organized the massacre of more than 150 French civilians, including children, in the suburbs under the guise of resisting France.

Hong Kong Cantonese opera singer Fang Yanfen was also forcibly invited to the Pingchuan headquarters as a guest, but fortunately escaped and fled to Hong Kong in the starry night.

The Chaozhou Gang is trying to figure out a way, the dozen or so students who were arrested are obviously Chinese, and if they fall into their hands, they will shed their skin if they don't die, Ah Shui was taken aback and couldn't help asking: "Uncle Wu, why did they arrest people?" ”

The stall owner lowered his voice and said with palpitations: "More than a dozen children swim in the China River (Tofu Chung, a tributary of the Double River, the Chinese people on the embankment have always called the China River), and the idle guys on the other side take advantage of the children's inattention to steal clothes.

Li Gongzi has a driver and bodyguards, and he is not far from the Li family's rice factory and warehouse, and he responds to every call, plus the children who climbed ashore, and beat those guys to the ground. Unexpectedly, as soon as the battle was over, a team of Pingchuan soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition came on the other side, forcing Li Gongzi to go with them, and Li Gongzi had no choice but to go with them. ”

The Chinese are hard-working, mostly in business, from better families than the average Vietnamese, and value education.

Teenage children basically have to go to school and have a few decent clothes, unlike Vietnamese children who are unclothed and barefoot all day long, and they don't even have shoes.

The water of the Tofu Chung River is clean, the Chinese on both sides of the river like to bathe on the river, and the nearby students often go to learn to swim or play in the water.

Just when the companions were sighing, two black sedans slowly drove to the bridge with their horns.

"Weng Gang (Gang Leader)!"

"Mr. Ma, Chaozhou is here to help Mr. Ma!"

A man in his 40s, wearing a white shirt and gray trousers, stepped out of the car, nodded slightly to the stall owners and diners around him, and immediately turned his back to the crowd and looked at the bridge with concern.

In the midst of a chatter, a man in his fifties and two young men in their twenties got out of another car, and as soon as they walked to the gang leader, a group of heavily armed Pingchuan soldiers appeared at the head of the bridge carrying a man who had been beaten and his nose was swollen.

There is no second person "you" in the Vietnamese salutation, and it is not customary to be referred to by surname and position, generally referred to as brother, brother, sister or sister, Mr. Ma took the briefcase from the hand of the accompanying youth, greeted him and said: "Sixth brother, I have caused you trouble." ”

The leading officer opened the bag and looked at it, and while signaling his subordinates to release them, he smiled sideways and said: "These boys don't know the identity of Li Gongzi, and the shot is not serious, don't take it to heart." ”

The Li family is a well-known hipster and wealthy businessman in Vietnam, and there are so many industries in Xidi, no one knows, no one knows, and they are brazen to say that they don't know.

Ma Guoxuan scolded secretly, and said casually: "Those who don't know are not guilty." ”

The person was finally redeemed, and Li Gongzi was helped into the car by Mr. Li and two other men, and all passers-by, including Ah Shui, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who the hell am I and what the hell is going on?"

Looking at the unfamiliar and somewhat familiar street scenes and faces outside the car window, and feeling the severe pain on his face and body, Li Weimin was very dazed.

A moment ago, he was the director of a Hong Kong-funded enterprise in Vietnam, and as soon as he had finished deciding on the production plan, he saw thousands of thugs armed with sticks smashing and looting in the industrial zone.

They rushed into the factory with slogans of killing Chinese, and when they saw people, they asked where they were from, and if they didn't speak the right accent, they beat them. In the panic, they found that some workers in the factory also joined them, with nowhere to escape or hide, so they could only lock the office and call the police in a hurry.

However, the phone went through and the door was slammed open.

A few hideous-looking bastards, under the guidance of a guy in the factory, swung their sticks and slashed them on the same day, causing a sharp pain and a black ......

It was two hours before I woke up again, and not only the surroundings and the clothes on my body had changed dramatically, but even my thinking was disordered.

I remember it should be 2014, but in my mind, I think it's 1954. To his astonishment, what he saw and heard when he woke up confirmed that it was 1954.

Travel, possession, rebirth, black hole......

It doesn't matter how it came about, the important thing is that I have more memories and more knowledge, and I can even speak French, which I couldn't think of before, and I can understand Teochew, Cantonese and Hokkien dialects that I couldn't understand before.

"For the people, I told you the day before yesterday that this is Saigon, not the United States! Be cautious in what you say and do, and don't act rashly, my words are obviously taken as wind in deaf ears. I was caught in that thief's den, and I was afraid when I thought about it, if there were three longs and two shorts, how would you let me explain to your mother in the future, how to explain to my ancestors and ancestors? ”

The middle-aged man took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood on his face, old tears were rampant, and his voice was choked.

In his memory, his name is Li Guanyun, and he should be the father of this body, and the original name of this body is also Li Weimin, possessed, yes, it should be the legendary possession.

His son has died, and he died at the hands of the Vietnamese like his previous body, and in the face of the overflowing licking of calves, Li Weimin can't help but think of his parents who brought him up with hard work, and his relatives and friends in the original world, and at the same time feel very guilty for occupying the body of his son.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

For a while, he couldn't accept all this, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

A young man of his age sighed lightly: "Cousin, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, don't do such stupid things in the future, don't let your uncle worry again." ”

The situation was turbulent, the French were losing on the battlefield, Hanoi was completely finished, and Saigon was in turmoil, and it was not known when it would be captured by the Viet Minh.

Li Guanyun wiped away a handful of old tears, and said categorically: "There is no future, now that I think about it, I shouldn't let you go back to Saigon, book a plane ticket tomorrow, go to Hong Kong, Uncle Liu will accompany you, and when the injury is healed, I will stay in Hong Kong and take care of the business there." ”

Li Weimin in that world was killed, Li Weimin's soul in this world was killed, there is revenge and no revenge, how can the new Li Weimin who "fused" together just walk away.

What's more, he was in the School of International Relations in that world, studied Vietnamese, a small language, and was not ignorant of Vietnamese history.

The French can't stay in Vietnam, there are still the Yankees, the puppet king can't hold on, and there are Ngo Dinh Diem, the Wu brothers are angry, and there are a group of soldiers who fight for power and profit and carry out coups all day long, this battle has to be fought. Now that we know the general trend of history, and since we have this opportunity, why don't we let them fight more fiercely and not let them shed more blood?

The new hatred and old hatred are there, of course Li Weimin will not leave, he endured the severe pain and whispered in the Chaozhou dialect in his memory: "Father, I won't go, eat a trench and grow wise, I won't let you worry anymore." ”

"No, if you want to go, you can leave, and besides, the business in Hong Kong really needs to be taken care of."

Li Weimin is very glad that God gave him the opportunity to be reborn, and even more glad that God let him come to this family and become the "son" of the person in front of him. If everything in his memory is true, he should be a rich second generation now, and he is not a little rich.

In 1888, the great-grandfather of the Li family co-operated the Hong Kong Nam Wo Shipping Company, which sailed between Guangzhou, Hong Kong, Singapore and Saigon. Later, it took over the exclusive operation of Nanhe Shipping Company and changed its name to "Hefa Cheng" Shipping Company.

At the end of the 19th century, when Hong Kong's population was booming and the demand for food was very great, most of the ships of "Wo Fat" went to Sai Kung to transport rice, and transported Chinese patent medicines, groceries and local products from the mainland to Sai Kung, and the business was very successful.

Keen on the abundance of rice in Vietnam, my great-grandfather expanded his business to Vietnam, opening companies such as Hoa Hung and Nam Thanh in Saigon to run rice mills, barges and purchase rice fields for rice production. At the same time, a company was established in Hong Kong and obtained the right to import rice. The "Greater China" vessel under the jurisdiction of Wo Fat Cheng carries Vietnamese rice and local products for export to Hong Kong and Chinese mainland, and transports local products and miscellaneous goods from Chinese mainland to Saigon or to Southeast Asian countries for sale.

At that time, there were many grain processing factories on the banks of the Mekong River, many of which were run by the Li family and Chaozhou villagers.

At the beginning of the 20th century, the Li family expanded their business to Hong Kong's real estate and financial industries, amassing huge wealth. At the height of his career, his great-grandfather fell ill in Saigon and became ill when he returned to Hong Kong.

On July 4, 1916, he made a will and died two days later. The father of the Li family, Li Guanyun, took over the foundation and continued to operate the rice industry in Vietnam and real estate in Hong Kong, and founded the first Chinese-funded bank in Hong Kong, the Bank of East Asia, to carry forward the Li family's heroic style.

In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, Li Guanyun took over the ancestral business, and while taking care of the business, he spared no effort to run relief associations and raise funds in Vietnam, Hong Kong and the mainland. Inheriting Li Jiale's virtues of kindness, he donated 150 tons of rice, 350 tons of flat rice, and distributed cotton clothes and relief funds of 50,000 yuan to help the poor in his hometown. He also set up a correctional home for the poor in his ancestral ancestral hall in his hometown, hired famous teachers to teach, and distributed half a catty of rice to each student every day.

Saigon is an international metropolis in Southeast Asia, known as "Little Paris", attracting Teochew villagers who rarely escape the war to start a business here. The Li family responded to the needs of the villagers who came to Vietnam to find their way, and as long as they spoke Teochew, they would be greeted with free food until they found a job.

In Xidi, although no one from the Li family has ever served as a gang leader, their influence is no less than that of the gang leader, and almost half of the funds for the construction and operation of the Yi'an Middle School and Liuyi Hospital of the Chaozhou Gang come from donations from the Li family. Both the architecture, the equipment, and the doctors were among the best in Saigon at that time.

Rich, influential, and this body has returned from studying in the United States, and is proficient in English, French, and Vietnamese, and can do many, many things.

Thinking of this, Li Weimin strengthened his determination to stay, and resolutely said: "Father, I don't leave, I want to stay." I'm not going to do stupid things anymore, I'm not going to worry you anymore. ”