It was already late at night when I returned to Shanghai.
As the last flight, there were not many taxis waiting to pick up passengers when I came out of the airport. otbnkotgt Even though my arm was pierced by a knife, my bones were broken by spells, and there were countless critical moments, I never thought about crying or giving up.
But at this moment, I suddenly felt like covering my head and crying, but I finally held back.
No one in this world cares about your tears.
Crying will only make you feel weak.
It was already around five o'clock in the morning when I got home.
I opened the door with the key and saw my father with squinted eyes sitting in the living room.
I looked at each other and heard him say: "You're back, why are you so late?"
An ordinary sentence made me feel an incomparable warmth.
My eyes were red at that time, and I wanted to speak but I got choked up in my throat.
"What's wrong?"
my father asked hurriedly.
"It's okay, it's okay."
I wiped my eyes, closed the door and walked in and asked, "Why are you up?"
"Hey, I've gotten older over the years and my sleep has become lighter.
If I didn't drink the night before, I would have slept until about 5:30 or 6:00 and then got up.
I would move around, stretch my muscles, and cook some porridge.
At 6:30 I went out to buy groceries," he said in a low voice while carrying my luggage into the room.
"How's it going?
Did you go see your mother this time?"
he asked.
I paused, shook my head and said, "No, unfortunately, I didn't make it in time.
I'll take a nap first, I'm very tired."
"Okay, I'll talk to your Aunt Xue later about making dumplings today.
What fillings do you want to eat?"
He asked while closing the door for me.
“Any filling will do” The door was closed, and the ordinary conversation moved me so much.
In the dark room, the white sky could be seen outside the window.
I sat on the bed and covered my face in my hands.
Even if I cried, no one would see me.
Even if I was sad, I could only shed tears secretly.
I knew that I was not that strong.
Just forcing a smile.
Life is more ridiculous than TV dramas.
After experiencing this incident, I finally understand this truth.
It was already afternoon when I woke up the next day, and the weather was pretty good.
I smoked a cigarette and looked outside in a daze.
The fat man brought Yuan Feng here to eat.
When Yuan Feng was making dumplings with them, the fat man came over.
I gave him a cigarette, but he didn't take it.
I remembered that Yuan Feng was pregnant.
The grandson had quit smoking, so he also handed me a cigarette.
The cigarette in my hand was extinguished.
"What do you mean?"
I asked, seeing him smiling as if he had something good to say.
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"Feng'er and I have discussed it.
I want to recognize you as my godfather when I give birth to a child.
What do you think?"
He said and patted me on the shoulder.
I was stunned and then laughed and said, "Okay, in one sentence, Your child is my child.
If anyone touches him in the future, I will destroy his whole family."
We have been brothers for so many years and we are not so particular.
"Okay, let's get ready for dinner.
You guys go pound the garlic.
The dumplings are about to be cooked."
Yuan Feng shouted to us.
"What kind of stuffing is it?"
the fat man asked with a smile.
"Mutton, green onions, and zucchini, wash your hands quickly."
I stood at the window and looked inside.
There was a lively family.
Aunt Xue and Yuan Feng were busy cooking, the fat man was laughing and making wisecracks next to me, and my father was patting garlic.
Even though there are no fancy cars, mansions, or huge wealth here, , but this is my home, the place where I grew up.
Even if I was given gold and silver, I would not change it.
After having enough wine and food, the family sat and discussed the demolition.
Not long ago, staff from the nearby demolition office came to mobilize, saying that it would be our turn to demolish our house soon.
The specific location of the demolition of the house has not yet been announced, but the family actually does not want to move, after all, they are used to living here.
"I know some people in the demolition office.
Let's go back and see if we can demolish the original buildings.
If not, we can get more compensation.
There is no need to do it for the nail households.
It will make the boss unhappy and they won't give you anything in the end.
We are not rogues," the fat man said with a smile as he took a sip of wine.
"Okay, it's best to get two apartments.
We, the old couple, can live in one apartment, and we can get another apartment for Shan'er to use as a wedding room.
Speaking of this, Shan'er, I'm not rushing you.
You should also look for a partner.
"Why don't I want to fall in love day by day?"
My father was actually worried.
I am also in my thirties, and although I look young, I am actually an older man.
I don't want to get married yet, which makes my father a little anxious.
"It's not urgent, hehe, it's not urgent."
I muttered a few times and was fooled again.
A group of people were chatting, and soon it was around ten o'clock.
After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Fatty and his wife were ready to go back.
I went out to see him off.
Because the alley was relatively small, the car was parked outside.
The three of us walked along.
During the chat, Yuan Feng also said that after giving birth and confinement, she would come back to help take care of the business.
This girl is really a replica of Mu Guiying, very powerful "It's important that you take good care of yourself.
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Besides, business isn't that important.
I don't want you to get involved in the work I'm taking now, for fear that something will happen to you."
What I said is the truth.
Now that I'm in contact with people at a higher level, even though Fatty and the others are not very capable.
Weak, but not of this weight.
Whether we can do business together in the future depends on opportunities.
After sending them to the car, the fat man turned around and drove out of the apartment.
When I turned around and was about to walk back, I suddenly stopped, glanced around, and said, "Why do you want to sneak attack me?"
But I saw a figure walking out of the darkness.
It was a stranger.
He was wearing a mask on his face.
I couldn't tell what he looked like, but he was probably a middle-aged man in his forties.
I could see obvious wrinkles around the corners of his eyes.
"The others didn't show up," I said coldly, lurking in front of my house.
It looked like they were coming with bad intentions, so my tone was naturally not very polite.
"We are not hostile, and we are not here to fight."
He whispered, his voice was very deep, and it became even more boring after it came through the mask, "I am the foreign affairs director of the Haotian family, and I have come here specially to bring you something. " Is it possible that the Haotian family's problems are related to my mother's affairs?
"I won't get involved anymore.
There's no need for you to come to me."
I said.
"This is best.
We don't want to have an unpleasant conflict with you.
If you don't participate in our affairs in Hong Kong, we won't be your enemy.
The purpose of coming here is to confirm this."
You can hear it.
After I said this, his tone became much more relaxed.
"It's okay, I'm warning you, don't wander around my door in the future.
If you let me find you again, I will be rude."
As he spoke, he stamped his foot hard on the ground and shattered the surrounding land.
The man opposite nodded slightly and retreated into the darkness.
After I made sure that all their breaths were gone, I walked back home.
A few weeks passed peacefully, and no one from Hong Kong came to see me again, and no one from the Haotian family showed up at my door.
Just when I thought the matter was over and had nothing to do with me.
An accident brought me back to this matter.
Aunt Xue came back from shopping for groceries in the morning, carrying a package that she said was mailed to me from Hong Kong.
After I opened it, I didn't expect that there was a black box inside.
"Do you know who sent it?"
I asked strangely, because the mailing slip had been torn and blurred, and I couldn't tell where the sender was.
Aunt Xue shook her head.
I took the box back to the room.
My intuition told me that this box suddenly appeared in front of me and was sent from Hong Kong.
I was afraid it was not simple.
I didn't want Aunt Xue and my father to see it.
I closed the door and opened it. black box.
Unexpectedly, what was placed in the box was a red letter.
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The paint on the surface of the red letter looked strange, as if it was dyed red, and traces of the original white color of the letter could be seen in some places.
I picked it up and smelled it, but the dried letter still gave off a faint fishy smell.
"Blood" I frowned and opened the letter.
After scanning it, I frowned.
This letter was actually from my mother, and the content was asking me for help.
Something big happened in Hong Kong: