I was a little glad in my heart, and at the same time that some bad premonitions did not come true.

Lin Yu soothed his arms and took Li Xinyu into his arms.

Softly said in a soft voice: "Wife, I'll go with you." ”

"I haven't been to your hometown yet...... In addition, it is also time to put incense on the father-in-law, mother-in-law and grandmother. ”

"No, this time I want to be in my hometown, thinking quietly alone. ”

Li Xinyu, who was in her arms, whispered softly.

In his tone, there was a little dazedness and a little expectation.

"Wife, I won't disturb you, if you think I'm influencing you, I can follow secretly, and promise not to let you find out. ”

Lin Yu said a little bit in a row.

"Don't follow, just stay at home, don't go anywhere, wait for me to come back. ”

Li Xinyu struggled slightly, pulled out her arms, and hugged Lin Yu's head.

Two people are entangled, not separated from each other.

At this moment, her heart is steady.

She could feel that the flesh-and-blood Lin Yu was back.

Ever since Lin Yu returned to the East China Sea, she had a delusion.

The man in front of him doesn't seem to be the husband he was waiting for.

Indifferent, calm, peaceful, as if losing the original humanity.

Become so high up like a god looking down on all beings.

However, the Lin Yu she was waiting for who would be cheeky and flirt with herself was a living person, not a god who was beyond everything.

People can be loved.

But God can only be in the heart and respectful.

"Wife, I'm not worried about your safety, you better let me follow, otherwise, I'll be so worried that I won't even be able to sleep." ”

This love sentence is inspired by feelings.

Absolutely not, Lin Yu deliberately curryed favor with Li Xinyu.

Compared with the sweet words in the past, there is a little more sincerity.

"Don't worry, it's just going to your hometown, not going abroad, how can something happen. ”

Li Xinyu's hand caressed Lin Yu's head.

It's like comforting, it's more like intimacy.

As she spoke, she tilted her head sideways and leaned against her strong chest.

Hold your ears tightly and listen to the pounding sound of your heartbeat.

Seeing that Li Xinyu repeatedly refused to accompany him, Lin Yu pondered for a while, and then did not continue to insist.

But he still asked a little uneasy: "Wife, how long are you going to stay when you go back to your hometown this time?"

"It's as short as a week, as long as a month, I want to go home and talk to my parents, for so many years, I haven't seriously worshiped their two elders. ”

"I used to be afraid that my grandfather would be sad and sad, and I didn't dare to say anything about sweeping the tomb and worshipping, but then I grew up and was busy with my work and career, and I forgot about their two elders. ”

In the words, there were wisps of sadness.

Come to think of it, the matter of worshiping your parents is a repetition of that unimaginable pain for your grandfather.

The white-haired man pays tribute to the black-haired man, a great tragedy in life.

"Husband, I want to tell my parents in person that their daughter is about to get married, and may the spirit of the second elder in heaven bless us with peace and happiness for the rest of our lives. ”

Listening to Li Xinyu's whispering, Lin Yu felt that his chest suddenly became wet and slightly cold.

He knew it was tears that wet his clothes.

"Wife, when we get married, the two of us will go back together, first go to your hometown to sweep the grave of your father-in-law and mother-in-law, and then go to my hometown to pay tribute to my grandparents, father and mother, and let the deceased relatives take a look at the happy life of our young couple. ”

Lin Yu's arm was slightly stronger, and he hugged Li Xinyu tighter.

At this moment, Li Xinyu thought silently in her heart: "Husband, I will give you a surprise, I must become a woman worthy of you." ”

……

The refreshing breeze carries the fresh moisture of the sea, which is refreshing.

This is the South Seas, and the air is filled with water vapor that seems to smell moldy.

On the street, a black, thin, shriveled native, wandering lazily, with a thick wild savagery in his eyebrows.

The shops on both sides are very ancient Yanhuang style.

An elongated business vehicle is slowly moving forward on the road.

Horns sounded from time to time to disperse the natives who had occupied the driveway.

Xu Wei sat in the car, looking at the street scene outside through the window.

"Uncle Lu, although I grew up in Nanyang, somehow, every time I come back, I feel like I've been on a business trip to a foreign country, and my heart is full of strangeness and distance. ”

As he was talking, the roof of the car rang with the sound of bangbangbangbang.

Several indigenous monkeys, staring at large black and white eyes, let out angry curses from their mouths.

Swinging his fists, hammering hard outside the car.

Xu Wei didn't have to listen to it, she could guess what those natives were scolding.

It's nothing more than discriminatory language like some Yan Huang Pig.

If it was a white man sitting in the car, the natives would have avoided it.

But the Yanhuang people are the only ones who can be discriminated against by the aborigines here.

"I understand your feelings, people leave their hometowns and go to the country, we Yanhuang people can take root here, who knows how much suffering and torture they have experienced. ”

Lu Zhenghao ignored the interference of the natives outside, shook his head and sighed to himself.

As a Yanhuang person, it takes a lot of courage and courage to live here.

There is an atmosphere of insecurity in the city.

Those lazy and greedy indigenous monkeys look at the Chinese with bad intentions.

It's like a hungry wolf, staring at a piece of fat.

At any moment, they can pounce and bite, snatch all your things, kill your people, and eat every piece of meat on your body.

This feeling cannot be dissipated until entering the area where the Chinese gather.

The car was moving down the street, very slowly, like a turtle crawling.

It took an hour to drive off the street and into another area.

Nanyang Chinese, the area where they gather.

As soon as the car drove into here, there was immediately a sense of solidity.

The pedestrians around are all yellow-skinned and black-haired compatriots.

The roads are a little congested, but orderly.

It feels like a return from a primitive tribe to a normal modern society.

The speed of the car has finally returned to normal.

After about another twenty minutes or so, the car finally stopped.

A deep and powerful sound wave reached the ears.

"Hi, hi, hi!"

It sounded like hundreds of people were gathered together for some kind of physical exercise.

The car door opened, and Xu Wei and Lu Zhenghao walked down.

In front of me, a huge planting estate appeared.

On the plaque at the door, there are three big characters: Yanhuangtang.

Outside, a guard with a gun was heavily guarded.

Each of them is a yellow-skinned and black-haired Chinese youth.

When I entered the door, I looked up and saw an empty field inside.

Many Chinese teenagers are practicing hand-to-hand combat under the leadership of instructors.

Xu Wei and Lu Zhenghao were very familiar with this place, and as soon as they came in, they felt a sense of cordiality.

It's like a wanderer who has returned to his true hometown.

With no one to show them the way, the two of them continued to walk inside.

"It is said that we are ashamed of the reputation left by the anti-Qing people hundreds of years ago, but who really understands that we have secretly made those efforts to protect the Chinese. ”

Lu Zhenghao sighed as he walked.

In recent years, Watergate's status in the hearts of overseas Chinese has deteriorated.

Let him see in his eyes and be anxious in his heart.

Hearing this, Xu Wei, who was traveling with her, shook her head lightly and said, "Uncle Lu, you haven't been walking around much in recent years, so you don't know much about the current situation of Watergate. ”

"Like you, it is rare to find an old-school Watergate disciple who upholds justice, and most of them have long since deviated from the purpose of our Watergate, and instead of playing a role in protecting the Chinese, they are more brutally oppressive of their own compatriots than those gringos. ”

"Don't mention it far away, let's just say that the big dragon head who was killed by Lin Yu some time ago is a typical representative of it, for the sake of money, it can be called all kinds of evil. ”

"They did not dare to resist the oppression of other racial forces, but instead turned around and tried their best to oppress their compatriots in the Chinese streets, collect protection money, do human snake business, and lure Chinese compatriots to smoke contraband......"

"There are many situations, and the most hateful thing is that they trick some girls into smuggling them into North America under various names, and then force these girls to sell ......"

Hearing this, Lu Zhenghao shouted violently: "Enough, if that's the case, I, the master of the torture hall, will go on a killing spree." ”

Between the lines, the murderous spirit is rolling and soaring into the sky.

Xu Wei's words split his angry eyes, and his chest rose and fell.

"From this point of view, that guy was killed not far away, even if Master Lin doesn't do it, my Watergate can't tolerate such shameless people, it seems that it's time to set things right. ”

Lu Zhenghao's face was gloomy, and he said through gritted teeth.

Although he is a Watergate boss, he concentrates on martial arts on weekdays and never asks about foreign affairs.

It was only occasionally that he heard a few words from the younger members of the family during small talk that he learned that Watergate's influence among overseas Chinese had plummeted.

Today in front of Xu Wei, I just sighed a few words with feeling.

Unexpectedly, I learned such an ugly truth.

It is not that overseas Chinese have abandoned Watergate, but that Watergate has lost its former responsibility.

"Uncle Lu, don't be angry, this kind of thing can't be reversed by a few people, now it's a money society, and the era of laughing at poverty and not prostitution makes it difficult for those Shuimen children to keep their original intentions. ”

Xu Wei whispered a word of comfort.

Between the words, he is not optimistic about Lu Zhenghao's so-called reversal of chaos.