"I'm not alive!" Zhang Lixing's mother cried as she patted her thighs and yin and yang.

"Sister-in-law, stop crying. As the saying goes, the prodigal son will not exchange gold for it." A woman who came to her house to report a happy event, persuaded with anxiety but gloating.

"What kind of face do I have to see people!" Zhang Lixing's mother continued to cry.

What foreigners cannot understand most in China is the issue of face and face. Why can’t they live without face and face? It is different from what foreigners say about dignity. Dignity belongs to one’s own, but face and face seem to be given by others.

If Zhang Lixing’s thing is true, then no one in Quanfu Jin Street will give Zhang Lixing’s parents a face and face! How can this make them live?

Zhang Dehou found Qian Xiaobao, and the source of this matter could only be Qian Xiaobao.

"All the things that are being taught outside are true?" Zhang Dehou asked in disbelief.

"It's all my fault. I said something in front of those kids last night, but I didn't expect it to spread today." Qian Xiaobao said with heartache.

"Are you really doing it nonsense when you are outside?" Zhang Dehou asked.

"Uncle, I actually only said a little bit yesterday, which is actually even more serious than this! Think about why he didn't go home? He just was playing crazy outside and was happy, and he didn't miss home at all!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"I am the best for being unfilial to the three without a queen! I am a few years younger than Zhang Lixing? But I already have two sons and one daughter, but it makes our old man and lady crazy. Brother Zhang doesn't even have a wife. If you continue to mess around like this, how can you close your eyes in the future?" Qian Xiaobao continued.

Zhang Dehou's hands holding the cigarette pan were trembling, and the cigarette contained inside was sprinkled out.

"I, I'll go to Shanghai to pull that little bastard back!" Zhang Dehou said.

"That's right! It's not the fault of the godfather." Qian Xiaobao said.

"But it may not work if you go alone. Let your aunt go too, one is hard, one is soft, one is scolding and the other is crying, keeping it safe!" Qian Xiaobao continued.

Zhang Dehou suddenly asked hesitantly: "Is Shanghai far from Harbin? Can you catch up with the Chinese New Year?"

"Shanghai is very far from Harbin! It is at least six or seven hundred miles away, and it takes two days." Qian Xiaobao replied.

Qian Xiaobao's nonsense gave Zhang Dehou confidence. He slammed the cigarette pot and said, "I'll leave tomorrow. I have to catch that shameless little turtle boy back!"

At night, a few young people were lying on the kang and chatting in the east wing room.

"I wonder if the shopkeeper will come back before the New Year when he goes to Shanghai tomorrow?" said a young man.

"My uncle told me that when I come back before New Year's Eve, I will bring my brother Lixing back and celebrate the New Year together," said Zhang Dehou's nephew.

"Really? It's not just fooling you, are you? Everyone knows that land reform is about to be soon. The boss wants to run away secretly with gold, silver and treasures, right?" said a young man.

"No! When my uncle handed over the eight people guarding the house and eight guns to the county government, Commander Liu praised my uncle for being a wise man. He praised my uncle as an enlightened person! How could my uncle run away? He couldn't bear to let him go!" Zhang Dehou's nephew said.

"The New Year is about to be celebrated in half a month. My father went to Fengtian from JMS the previous year. It took more than half a month to go back and forth. Shanghai should be far away from Fengtian. Who should I cheat on him when I come back for the New Year?" said the young man who guessed that Zhang Dehou wanted to run away.

No one in the room spoke anymore, everyone was thinking about their thoughts in the darkness with their eyes wide open.

While they were lying on the kang and thinking about their worries, Zhang Dehou and his wife were packing up their things. They made cotton shoes and coats for Zhang Lixing, yellow rice noodles and cakes eaten on the road, and the old lady was busy and hit the back of her head.

"No need to do this, we will be back in a few days." Zhang Dehou advised.

Late at night, the old man and the old lady couldn't sleep at all while lying on the kang, and they were about to see their son, and they were all very excited.

"Eyed Wolf! I only now know that Shanghai is not too far from here, but that bastard just doesn't want to go home!" Zhang Dehou cursed.

"I'm immortal, have you forgotten? Our place is Manchukuo, but Shanghai is not, it's closer to the northern powers. It's just like the Ussuri River. Why don't you go?" the old lady cursed.

No matter how bad your son is, it is his own.

Next, the two began to discuss which girl should propose marriage to after Zhang Lixing was taken back. The more they discussed, the more excited they became, and the two of them didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, the old man and the old lady got up and woke Qian Xiaobao up again.

Zhang Dehou pulled the horse harness and told his nephew, "We will store this big cart in the big car shop in Harbin. When we come back, we will rush the big cart back. You can take good care of your house at home and kill the New Year pig. You guys can make it!"

After saying that, Zhang Dehou drove out of Fujin and headed straight for JMS.

Several young people in the yard looked at each other a few times. Zhang Dehou's nephew said, "We will leave later. It's too conspicuous to follow behind now. It's time to stop them halfway!"

Gaerdang means level fortress in Hezhe language. When Gaerdang was three or four miles away, several young people suddenly rushed out of the woods and blocked the front of the carriage.

"Shuanzhu, what are you going to do?" Zhang Dehou shouted.

Zhang Dehou's nephew was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and some of the other four were holding shovels, some with iron forks and pickaxes, all staring at the three people on the carriage.

No matter how stupid Zhang Dehou is, he still understands why these people appear here.

"I've let the dog eat my conscience? What do you want to do?" Zhang Dehou asked.

"Uncle, as long as you leave the valuable things, we will let you go." Zhang Dehou's nephew said. How is it possible? Since you have decided to do it, you will kill people to silence them without leaving any traces!

"I brought anything valuable, I just brought some money, and the rest were all food and shoes and clothes for your elder brother." The old lady said as she trembled and untied her burden.

The yellow rice flour cakes, the cotton coats and shoes made by the old lady for her son were exposed. There were only four valuable things, and nothing else was left.

Several young people looked at each other and they guessed wrongly. Zhang Dehou really planned to go to Shanghai to bring his son back instead of running away.

What to do? It’s already hard to get on the brink of death. It’s impossible to wave your hand back now, both sides pretend that nothing has happened.

"Did the three of them! Even if you dig three feet back, you have to find valuable things!" The young man who guessed that Zhang Dehou was going to run last night shouted.

"We are all relatives, how can you do this?" Zhang Dehou begged. At this time, the old lady was so scared that she rolled her eyes.
Chapter completed!