Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 1255

September 2001, 9 was an extraordinary day for the whole world.

Especially the eagle sauce.

Bin Laden still took action and created the 911/ incident.

This incident has a huge impact on the whole world. In this era, there are still people who dare to touch America's beard.

You can’t touch a tiger’s butt, and the same goes for eagle sauce!
However, this time Jiang Yan made arrangements in advance, and he still made a lot of money, but all of this was done quietly.

This is why you don't sneak into a village and shoot.

However, the eyes that had originally been focused on the Asia-Pacific region were once again turned to the Middle East, and my country was given a 10-year development period. Others did not know what this meant, but Jiang Yan knew. He knew that the giant dragon of the Flower-Growing Family was really about to take off, and no one would dare to underestimate it in the future.

October 2001, 10 was destined to be no ordinary day.

Around 10 o'clock in the evening, cheers suddenly broke out from all over the country, and everyone hurried downstairs to go out to celebrate.

The Chinese national football team has qualified!
The Chinese national football team has qualified, great news!
That night many people were so excited that they couldn't sleep and celebrated in shops, night market stalls, and on the streets.

Even Xu Damao and He Yuzhu came in the middle of the night, saying they wanted to have a drink to celebrate! Jiang Yan had no choice. He was not interested in this at first, and he knew there was nothing behind the county. However, he could not resist the enthusiasm of these old guys, so he found a night market stall with them and started drinking.

"Da Mao, Zhu Zi, are you still paying attention to the Chinese national football team?"

"Of course. Even though they didn't live up to expectations before, they have finally made it. We can say that we have finally gotten what we deserved!"

"That's right! Let's celebrate tonight and not go home until we're drunk!"

There were a lot of people at the night market stalls, all talking about the Chinese national football team. Some of them were so happy after drinking that they started singing, while others sang and danced together.

Jiang Yan and his friends returned home in a daze. After sending several people back one after another, Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and went back as well.

The happier these people are now, the more disappointed they will be in the future!

I guess I will still hear Xu Damao say in the future,

"Zinima! Refund the money!"

Under the leadership of coach Milu, the Chinese national football team finally qualified.

Fans thought this was just the starting point for the national football team, but they didn’t expect it to be the peak!
Jiang Yan didn't care about this, he couldn't afford to play football.

The first snow of 2002 came later than usual. Daolang hadn’t sung this song yet, and the Gregorian New Year had long passed, and snow had fallen several times.

Ziwen has returned. He feels that he does not have enough freedom, so he finds a courtyard house with two entrances among Jiang Yan's many houses. Therefore, none of the three courtyards with one entrance prepared by Jiang Yan are used.

Zi Han lives in the staff quarters, mainly for safety. His entire life is covered by the state, so Jiang Yan doesn't have to worry about that. Maybe his child will be able to get the treatment of a national researcher in the future.

The old couple Jiang Yan still lived in the courtyard house in the HD area. Jiang Yan also counted his own house and found a big box of property certificates.

Not to mention the courtyards with one or two entrances, there are also several courtyards with three entrances. Let's put it this way, Jiang Yan himself doesn't even know how much assets he has!
Xinxin was not used to living in an apartment building, so she stayed at home for only a few days during the holiday and then ran back to Jiang Yan. Now, 13-year-old Qianqian has grown into a big girl. Although she is still a tiger girl in temperament, she is well-behaved in front of outsiders and looks like a lady from a noble family.

This summer, Xinxin ran around with the children of Xu Damao, surfed the Internet, and chatted with netizens. During this period, she also took them to see Zhou's concert, which was very cool.

With the arrival of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, it is time for the Chinese New Year again.

Grandpa Jiang is old and no longer does ordinary things. He usually practices Tai Chi at home, plays mahjong with Xu Damao and others, and occasionally plays StarCraft and CS. This is the life many people dream of.

His youngest son, Shinichi from Jiaoben Chicken, has taken over the business of Jiaoben Chicken. Xiuzi has also returned from Jiaoben Chicken and is now living with Jiang Yan in Sijiu City.

Today Jiang Yan planned to take the kids shopping, and the whole family went shopping in a big way. Each of them bought two new sets of clothes and two toys, and when they came back, they were very conspicuous with their large and small bags. After they came back, the little ones changed into new clothes and went out to show off.

After Xinxin went out for a walk, he came back to continue sharing his life in Beijing with netizens, and then listened to netizens share the life he had never seen.

Xinze was playing games with his younger brothers and sisters and other children.

There are more items in Beijing than in his place, and more firecrackers than there. Xinwen uses firecrackers to blast Bingbing every day, which is very naughty. The little guy is very lively and energetic.

Jiang Yan was very pleased, but then he just felt funny. As for the headache, let Zimo have it. Let him feel like a replica of his childhood and have a taste of what it feels like!
On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zihan and his family came back, and the house became even more lively.

Whose son looks like his father? The style of this father and son is a bit weird. Both of them have a 3:7 split hair, wear the same glasses, and are dressed casually. Both of them are holding books and laptops, one is teaching and the other is learning.

It’s just that the books they hold are different.

Jiang Xinze took science books such as engineering cybernetics, while Zihan took Tao Te Ching and Yi Jing. The father and son sat together in the sun reading books, and occasionally Xinze would ask Zihan for advice. They were very harmonious.

This is why Jiang Yan was suppressing it. He didn't want his grandson to be so tired. Otherwise, the junior class would definitely have his own precious grandson. However, no matter how suppressed he was, he still had to learn what he should learn. Jiang Yan did not delay this and even invited many teachers.

After the New Year, dinner and lucky money, we officially entered 2002. Grandpa He, who is almost 70 years old, has gray hair, but he is still very strong.

Jiang Sirui's black hair has slowly faded. Xiuzi's hair is also gray. Time! Especially when you get older, you feel the ruthlessness of time.

The Chinese New Year is the same every year, mostly the same, nothing new.

On the 15th day of the first lunar month, after the children have finished hanging lanterns, they have to go to school. My son and daughter also have to go to work. The older I get, the less I like the Chinese New Year, and the more I want it. The old man's wish is gradually reduced to pure reunion and peace.

Before the two brothers left, Jiang Yan called all six children over, had a meal together, and then gave them some things.

Before dinner, Jiang Yan called them all into the house and took out a few small boxes.

"This is the Angong Niuhuang Pills I stockpiled before. Share some with everyone. Give 10 pills to each family first. In an emergency, this can save lives! And these are all stockpiled before the 80s. They are very precious and very useful!"

"Thanks dad!"

"Thank you dad."

Yiyi took it first. She was never polite. We were all family, so there was no need to be so formal. Seeing that Yiyi took it first, others didn’t act polite either.

Then we had a reunion dinner and went our separate ways.

(End of this chapter)