Kowloon, Hong Kong, early 1983. Li Yihua and his sister were talking and laughing on the street, as if the whole picture had become beautiful.

Although Li Yihua thought that he was completely adapted to the current life after a month of observation, he saw that the retro streets were full of buses, fashionable young men and women wearing tight bell bottoms that were popular in the 80s, conservative people wearing wide and heavy-colored suits, rich people driving small cars, and people without money holding briefcases, waiting for the bus, and all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, with a dazzling array of goods, all revealing vitality.

Li Yihua's family lives in the "housing estate" in Kowloon, which specifically refers to public housing, which is the name of the public welfare low-rent housing provided by the political axe in Hong Kong and Macau. Most of the residents are poor people at the bottom of Hong Kong, and the living environment and supporting facilities cannot meet the highest standards, which is relatively backward compared with well-equipped residential communities, like villages in the city, so there is a housing estate.

Walking in here, people saw Li Yihua greeting him cordially, and Li Yihua involuntarily found a teenager in his mind, leading seven or eight young people of the same age to fight with the old boy, just to get justice for the bullied neighbors, and he also had the nickname of "Desperate Hua".

Li Yihua's childhood memories are all between the major martial arts halls, as if he became the "tyrant" at that time, and he has developed a good ability, for this matter, Lao Dou beat him a lot.

Li Yihua's family lives in a public house of no more than 40 square meters, with two bedrooms, one for his parents, one for him and his sister, a living room, and a kitchen area of only 10 square meters.

A forty-year-old young woman, holding a kitchen knife, skillfully cutting bacon, putting it in a pot, stir-frying side dishes. In the kitchen, there is no rice cooker, no natural gas, just a coal stove.

In the living room, there is a middle-aged man sitting, reading a newspaper and a teacup next to him, looking leisurely!

"Old Bean, we're back." Li Ying opened the door and happily pounced into the arms of the middle-aged man like a bird.

"I'm back." The middle-aged man didn't look back, he only remembered that he and Li Ying were teasing each other there, as if he didn't see Li Yihua's existence at all, he was Li Yihua's father Li Yuanchao, a name with the characteristics of the times.

Li Yihua didn't get angry when he heard Lao Dou's tone, only those who have been baptized in life will know that parents are the most selfless people for their children, and they will only give and not ask for anything. Maybe they don't express their love in the right way that you can't understand, but try to ask yourself, do your parents deliberately hurt you?

"In life, it is a pity that family, friendship, and love are missing; The lack of two of the three is really pitiful; If you lack all three, you will live like you will die! "Experiencing the depth of family affection, appreciating the breadth of friendship, and having the purity of love, such a life can be called a veritable life!!

Li Yihua put the clothes and nutritional products he bought on the table, and was about to answer Lao Dou's words.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, why do you buy so many things?" I saw that the young woman quickly ran out and hugged Li Yihua, and the young woman was Li Yihua's mother, Murong Yunhai...... Mother's love is silent, on the long road of life, when the storm comes, hold up a warm umbrella above your head.

Li Yihua looked at his crying mother in embarrassment, a soul in his thirties was hugged by a woman, and the situation can be imagined. It looked like he had made a big mistake, but his mother's concern made Li Yihua feel very warm, which he couldn't experience when he spent money in his previous life.

Li Yuanchao put down the newspaper and looked at their mother and son, not knowing what to say to resolve the conflict with his son, and sat there silently. Father's love is like a mountain, light and long, only after the years have passed, can we taste the far-reaching charm contained in the father's love

Li Yihua looked at his elderly father, his gray hair had become more and had lost its luster, his slightly bulging eye bubbles, thin face and wrinkles on his forehead marked his long-term hard work.

Obviously, the body is dominated by the soul of the later generations, but for some reason, seeing his father's declining appearance, Li Yihua's nose was sore, and his eyes were actually a little wet, "Lao Dou, I was wrong last time, and I shouldn't quarrel with you, here I want you to make amends, please forgive me." ”

"I was also at fault last time, and I shouldn't have forced you, but it was for your own good." Li Yuanchao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw his son take the initiative to admit his mistake, he knew his son best, and he would not be convinced, he didn't expect to take the initiative to admit his mistake today, it was too rare, but Li Yuanchao was also willing to follow the steps.

"Alright, alright, the one who has an overnight feud between father and son, wash your hands and eat." Murong Yunhai saw that the father and son had reconciled, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to come to dinner.

Looking at a large table of dishes, Li Ying said excitedly: "There are so many delicious dishes, I have to eat them quickly, otherwise my stinky brother will rob me again." ”

"Who robbed you, every time you eat the most, aren't you afraid of growing into a big fat man?" Li Yihua was arguing with his sister while setting up the dishes and chopsticks.

"No, no matter how you eat, you won't get fat, and you'll be angry." Li Ying was not convinced, and pouted and said coquettishly.

Li Yihua looked at the delicious home-cooked food on the table, he didn't know how long he hadn't eaten it, since he became an orphan, he hadn't eaten it again, watching his mother prepare so many dishes for his return, Liu Yihua's heart was full of emotion, and he secretly touched the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Yihua, how is working in the hotel, are you happy?" Li Yuanchao was eating and asked Liu Yihua about his work.

"It's okay, it's not very busy at work every day, I can adapt to it." Li Yihua lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at Lao Dou's eyes, because his eyes were already very red.

"If you don't like it, then resign, and I'll talk to the factory director in two days and let you work in my printing factory." Lao Dou didn't look up at Li Yihua, thinking that he didn't like to work in a restaurant.

The Li family hadn't had such a pleasant meal for a long time, and Li Yuanchao had planned to buy some wine to help the fun, but if it wasn't blocked by Murong Yunhai, he would definitely get drunk.

The whole family had dinner in such a cheerful atmosphere, and Li Yihua also enjoyed happiness that he had never enjoyed.