On both sides of the wide road were beautiful green belts, and on both sides of the road, there were even public buses driven by gas thermos machines. Hidden in the greenery of various residential areas in the urban area, there were nearly ten thousand buildings, and millions of people lived in them. They were doing their own jobs and had their own lives. Whether their lives were going well or not, at least most of them had gotten rid of their previous hunger and helplessness.
On the second floor of a common four-door building near the port, several people had set up a dinner party early in the morning. It was called a dinner party, but in fact, it was just a few dishes and a few bottles of wine. There was no furniture in the room, but there were a lot of wine bottles by the wall. The dirty window screens were covered with dust. Because of the rain, many places had completely blocked the holes in the window screens, turning them into pieces of dried dirt.
Among the people who were drinking, one of them couldn't stand the smell of the bedding that hadn't been washed for a long time, so he simply got up and closed the wooden door of the bedroom. However, there seemed to be a problem with the hinges of the wooden door. The door almost fell off halfway. The person who closed the door thought about it and pushed the door back.
The man sitting in the main seat drank a few glasses of wine in the blink of an eye. He picked up a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.
He looked at the man opposite him and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Brother Chen, you are also a hero of our Guangdong. I just came to see Brother Chen," the man opposite him said with a smile.
"Zheng Tianxiong, I didn't go to Hong Kong with you back then, and now I'm in this situation. I think you're here to laugh at me. " The man who was called Brother Chen was called Han Chen. After he finished speaking, he sneered, and his attitude didn't have the joy of meeting old friends at all.
Zheng Tianxiong didn't care about Han Chen's attitude. He said with a smile, "Brother Chen, our Guangdong heroes were in trouble back then. We really couldn't stay, so we ran to Hong Kong. What's so good about being away from home? Brother Chen, you've already bought this house. How did you end up like this now? "
Han Chen glared at Zheng Tianxiong. He didn't explain anything for himself. He just said, "Back then, you were on the British ship. Didn't you run to Hong Kong and wait for death in Guangdong?"
Zheng Tianxiong, Han Chen, and the others were all heroes in the Foshan area of Guangdong. They were good at fighting and had a wide range of friends. Zheng Tianxiong and the others had made British friends, so one could imagine the attitude of the Liberation Army towards them. After the battle at Foshan where the Yue Clan was annihilated, the Guangdong Heroes who had deep connections with the Great Clans suffered a tragic fate. No matter how high their martial arts were, they could only escape or die when faced with a well-trained army. Zheng Tianxiong was considered one of the fastest to escape. Quite a few families that had resisted the new government had been completely annihilated.
Even though Han Chen mocked him, Zheng Tianxiong did not get angry. He asked, "How is sister-in-law?"
"He died of illness," Han Chen replied coldly.
"Sigh! Sister-in-law is such a good person. What a pity. "Zheng Tianxiong sighed. After he finished speaking, he saw that Han Chen's eyebrows were raised as if he was about to get angry, so he quickly took out an envelope and handed it to Han Chen. "Brother Chen, when sister-in-law wasn't here, I couldn't come to see you. This is a little something from me."
Han Chen opened the envelope and saw a small stack of RMB inside. He hesitated for a moment, but still put the envelope in front of Zheng Wenxiong. "I've taken someone's money, so I'm helping them out. I don't have anything that I can help you with. I can't accept this money. "
"This is what brothers mean. Brother Chen, you're thinking too much." Zheng Wenxiong explained.
Both sides had not seen each other for many years. Friendship was just an excuse. After everyone talked for a while, Zheng Wenxiong and the others took their leave. Han Chen thought for a moment, but in the end, he did not return the envelope to Zheng Wenxiong.
After leaving Han Chen's house, one of the people following Zheng Wenxiong could not help but scold, "Look at Han Chen's poor appearance now. He's still putting on airs. Why don't you take a piss and look at his face. "
Zheng Wenxiong did not care about this. "If he was living a good life, we wouldn't have come to look for him. Recently, Vézé has dismissed all the British people in China's customs. Hong Kong is having a headache. Right now is the time to quickly make arrangements. "
Even if Zheng Wenxiong was very confident, the guy who came with him did not have the same confidence. "Brother Xiong, what if Han Chen takes our money and doesn't come to look for us? Wouldn't that be a loss? "
Zheng Wenxiong obviously did not put Han Chen in his eyes. "Tsk! Look at Han Chen now. His wife is dead, and his children probably don't want to talk to him. Did you notice that his right leg is very inconvenient to walk? He must have been seriously injured. Now he's in his forties. The soil is buried up to his chest. If he doesn't look for us, who else can he look for? "
Although his words were easy, Zheng Wenxiong and the others' actions were not the slightest bit arrogant. The few of them dispersed at the intersection. There were many people doing business in Guangdong. The few of them hid in different companies. In the following days, they contacted those who did not have a good life, mainly the staff of the port and shipping companies.
The whole of March passed, and on the first of April, Han Chen finally contacted Zheng Wenxiong according to the contact information he left. After two layers of information transfer, the two sides finally met at the agreed night market.
When the lanterns were first lit, the Guangzhou Iron Tower still looked brilliant under the lights. Guangzhou people had long been used to this, and everyone only cared about eating and drinking. Traditional seafood became rich because of the beginning of offshore farming. Not only seafood, but also dishes such as roast chicken began to appear in the night market. There were more and more dishes to choose from, and the aroma in the air became richer because of the appearance of cumin and other seasonings.
"Let's not talk nonsense. What do you want me to do?" After eating two roast chicken wings and drinking a big mouthful of beer, Han Chen asked straightforwardly.
"Brother Chen doesn't need to do anything special. Brother Chen just needs to tell us what you know about the ships going out to sea every day and the warships you see." Zheng Wenxiong also answered very frankly.
"What do you want this information for?" Han Chen asked vigilantly.
Zheng Wenxiong smiled and said, "This is for our own use. Brother Chen, you don't have to pay special attention. Just tell us the information you see. Brother Chen, in addition to your salary, we will also give you a higher remuneration for your hard work."
After that, Zheng Wenxiong pushed a roast oyster in front of Han Chen. "Brother Chen, there are more and more oysters nowadays, and they are getting cheaper and cheaper. Brother, I can take out the money to let you eat dozens of kilograms of oysters every day. What do you think? "
This analogy was also interesting. Han Chen laughed and said, "Dozens of kilograms of oysters, but I'm afraid I'll be stuffed to death."
"Don't worry, Brother Chen, you just need to tell us what you see. Who would know that Brother Chen is still helping us? We won't make things difficult for Brother Chen. "Zheng Wenxiong said very sincerely.
Han Chen thought for a while and finally said, "In the beginning, I can only tell you what I see. I won't tell you what I don't see."
"Let's do that." Zheng Wenxiong smiled.
After talking about the main things, Zheng Wenxiong and Han Chen talked about ordinary life. Han Chen also had complaints in his heart. After a few bottles of beer, he also opened up his mouth. Because Han Chen was quite famous in the local area and had always been very opposed to smoking, the Liberation Army did not do anything to Han Chen. Later, Han Chen went to work at the freight dock. At first, it was not bad. He was a martial artist and had a strong body. He could take on a few people. The dock business was very good, and Han Chen also made a lot of money.
But with the development of the industrial level, the original cars began to be replaced by extremely light frame cars, and all kinds of cranes began to appear in large numbers. The intensity of physical labor began to decline, and many people who were not healthy enough before could make a living at the dock. Especially in mechanical operations and other jobs, even women could start to do them.
Han Chen was a martial artist and his level of learning was not good. He was old and his body was not as strong as before, but his personality was still strong and competitive. As a result, he accidentally fell while moving goods and hurt his leg. This time, he couldn't do the job of moving goods. On the contrary, after his wife went to night school, she learned arithmetic and became a patrol officer at the dock, keeping records of import and export goods. With the accumulation of work experience, the salary gradually increased.
The earning ability of the family had changed dramatically, and Han Chen was very dissatisfied with this change. There were also more and more arguments with his wife. Han Chen's children were all on his wife's side, which made Han Chen's mood even worse. The conflict in the family became more and more intense. After being beaten and scolded by Han Chen too much, Han Chen's children joined the army after graduating from high school and left the family. Han Chen's wife later died of illness. After his children came back to pay their respects, they never returned home again.
After losing his wife's source of income, Han Chen could only be a patrol officer. In addition, he was depressed and drank all day long. His days were getting worse and worse.
After listening to Han Chen's story, Zheng Wenxiong sighed and said, "Brother Chen, look at what the Liberation Army has done. If they weren't in power, we brothers would be so powerful in Guangdong! Moreover, at that time, there was the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. How could women dare to climb over us men? Those children didn't dare to disobey their father. You've been screwed over by them! "
Han Chen snorted coldly. He picked up a bottle of beer and drank half of it in one breath. He wiped his mouth and asked, "How are you doing in Hong Kong?"
"In Hong Kong, it depends on whether you are willing to follow the British. Those who are willing to follow the British have a good life," Zheng Wenxiong said with a smile.
"It seems that I have to follow the right person!" Han Chen said thoughtfully.
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