Since 2000

As soon as Liu Jing's matter was appeased, 168's challenges came one after another.

I don't know when the legendary game began to appear plug-ins, although it is only some wax-free functions, but there is already a bad signal spreading.

Lin Feng knew where the legend of the previous life was destroyed, so from the beginning, he treated this matter with a never condoning attitude.

People cannot obtain absolute justice in life. If it is still impossible in the illusory world, then the legend will eventually decline.

This is also the reason why Lin Feng still does not plan to develop RMB players even though he admires the achievements of Chen Tianqiao in his previous life.

The long-established legal team finally came into play, and it didn't take long for the agency that developed the plug-in to pay the price.

This may be able to deter for a while, but a haze still hangs in Lin Feng's heart.

Although cheating has been hit, according to the experience of the previous life, it cannot be fundamentally eliminated. Moreover, the biggest blow to the legend of the previous life was not cheating, but the leakage of source code.

A company that controls its own destiny in the hands of others will never go far. This is also the experience summed up by countless Internet ancestors in previous lives.

If 168 wants to go further, it will undoubtedly have its own innovative ability.

Therefore, after increasing the research and development of search technology, Lin Feng also has another plan brewing in his heart.

It's just a pity that the Immortal Execution Sword will have to wait for some days to appear.

Before I knew it, 2001 passed by quietly.

When the New Year's bell rang and the school ushered in a short vacation, Lin Feng embarked on a journey home again.

The house in the provincial capital has been purchased, and the furniture has been purchased some time ago. It is time to pick up the family and come to the provincial capital to have a look.

Even more impatient than Lin Feng was Wang Shuang. He couldn't even wait to get on Lin Feng's hitchhiker. Early in the morning, he hurried to the station and got on the car home.

The weather had gotten colder unconsciously, but Lin Kun felt that this winter was not cold at all.

It's just a little annoying that my son called and said he would be home in the morning, but it was almost lunch time, but he hadn't been seen yet.

If it weren't for the occasional compliments from Zhao Dasheng and his daughter-in-law Zhang Lan next to him, he would have been impatient long ago.

"Kunzi, it's your Xiaofeng who can do it!" Zhao Dasheng helped Lin Kun light a cigarette, and said enviously, "When Dazi bought a house in the county town, he made a big splash, but compared with your family, it's not the same. Worth mentioning."

Lin Feng exhaled smugly and said, "What's the matter? In a few years, you can all afford it."

Zhao Dashou's daughter-in-law curled her lips and said, "I don't dare to think about it. I'll be satisfied if I can buy a house in the county town, not to mention being in the provincial capital in my life."

Lin Kun glanced at Zhang Lan in dissatisfaction, and said with a sideways look, "Look at your prodigy, now that the society is so good, anything is possible, but a few years ago, who would have thought that our family could buy a house in the provincial capital?" "

I have to say that Lin Kun now speaks more like a village cadre than Zhao's loud voice. He pointed to the concrete road under his feet, and continued: "If you don't say anything else, who would have thought that this road would be full of mud in the winter. , there is actually a day when cement can be laid."

Speaking of this road, Lin Kun couldn't be happier.

Not only is it much easier to walk, but the steep slopes that can only be climbed in the first gear on weekdays can now be easily reached in the second gear. Moreover, perhaps because of the improvement of his status, Zhao Dasheng was very interesting this time, and directly paved the road to his own door. forward.

Zhao looked at the proud Lin Kun with a loud voice, his lips moved, but he stopped talking.

Others don't know why Liujiashan can pass the cement road in this corner, can he not know at all?

Thinking of the rumor circulating in the county, Zhao Dasheng's cheeks couldn't help but tremble.

10 million, if it is placed in Liujiashan, if the family is divided equally, then each family can also be divided between 100,000 and 200,000.

"This child of the Lin family is stupid in studying!"

Of course, these can only be thought about secretly in his heart. Thinking of the repeated orders of the town secretary, Zhao Dasheng can only bury these words in his heart, and he doesn't even dare to tell Zhang Lan these words, but he knows his daughter-in-law. the power of that mouth.

Looking at Lin Kun who looks like a man now, Zhang Lan's eyes flashed with envy: "It's still Kunzi, you are living a comfortable life now."

Lin Kun raised his head and said, "At the beginning, you said that your child should read more books, but you insisted that he go out to work early. Now you regret it."

Zhang Lan was stunned, and the discussion was boring. She turned her head with a cold face, and slandered in her heart: "You're still panting when you're fat, it's not because of your son."

But the situation is stronger than people. I think back then, Lin Kun really didn't have many people in the village who looked down on him.

The family was poor and poor, and his wife couldn't hold his head up, so he never laughed at him before.

But people are really arrogant now. Thinking of Lin Feng who I saw on TV some time ago, and thinking of his son who was working outside, Zhang Lan couldn't help thinking sourly: "If I had gritted my teeth and let my child read books for a few more years, maybe it would be on TV. It's his own son."

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan felt a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

While chatting and spanking were hot, a car drove over from the entrance of the village.

Looking at the large off-road vehicle, Lin Kun muttered in dissatisfaction, "I won't spend it if I have money."

If Wang Guihua's biggest dissatisfaction is what, it must be that Lin Feng is in his 20s and hasn't given birth to a fat grandson for himself.

If Lin Kun's biggest dissatisfaction is what, it must be the car that Lin Feng bought.

Lin Feng didn't know that his car was not pleasing to his father's eyes. He smiled and greeted the enthusiastic Zhao Dasheng and his wife, and then patiently waited for the displeased Lin Kun to slowly get into the car~www .wuxiaspot.com~ and then followed the cement road back home.

"Can your sister be here in the afternoon?" Wang Guihua hurriedly asked as soon as she got home.

"She arrives at four o'clock in the afternoon, and I have arranged for someone to pick her up."

Knowing that Lin Feng had made arrangements, Wang Guihua nodded with satisfaction. For such a major event, the whole family must be present.

As for Lin Kun's previous proposal to let her brother-in-law Lin Shun also go, that's not even a thought.

Didn't see it, she didn't notice her parents' brothers? The provincial capital is so far away that a trip is not free.

After asking about the business, Wang Guihua then said dissatisfiedly: "You don't say anything in advance about such a big thing, anyway, you have to find a Feng Shui master to take a look at the door."

Facing Wang Guihua's request, Lin Feng smiled helplessly.

The city is not like the country, who cares which way the door opens? Can I change it after buying a house?

But fortunately, my father was relieved of the siege. Under the constant urging of Lin Kun, Wang Guihua glared at Lin Kun and hurriedly served the meal.

Lin Kun had wanted to go to the provincial capital for a long time. Before Lin Li and Lin Feng went to school, they were both sent to the school by the uncle Wang Shengli at the request of Wang Guihua.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, he dreamed several times in his dreams that he would develop his medicinal herb business there.

Isn't it the provincial capital, just a few county towns next to each other.

I could see that Lin Kun couldn't wait, no, he didn't drink any wine at noon for the first time.

After eating a good meal, looking at the big and small bags prepared by my mother in advance, Lin Feng smiled bitterly again.

It’s okay to bring the quilt, and Lin Feng can bear with those bottles and jars, but looking at the hill-like firewood, Lin Feng can’t help but laugh and cry.

"My mother, this thing is not burned in the city now."