The white-haired old man who was called 'Baogui' by Yang Liu carefully looked at the thin middle-aged "woman" who had the same taste in clothes as his own wife and a little bit of his own wife's shadow on his facial features, hesitated for a moment, and stammered a little: "Liu'er? Are you Liu'er? ”

"Woo, I'm Liu'er!" Yang Liu whimpered and threw herself into Chang Baogui's arms. Yang Liu, long ago not the snow skin in Shanghai, drifting on the sea for so long days, every day under the direct sunlight, living conditions are bad, at this time her skin is yellow and black, because of the sea for a long time in the sun and dehydration, and no care, there has long been no past moist luster! And the hands, because of the work, have also become rough, and now the willow looks like a woman wearing a high-end costume borrowed from nowhere.

"Liu'er! My Liu'er! You've suffered! Chang Baogui heard the confirmation in Yang Liu's mouth, and suddenly looked very sad, his Liu'er, the Liu'er who had been soaking in the honeypot, had become like this in just one month, but after the pain, he was glad again, no matter what, he finally picked up a life and came back! Chang Baogui hugged the willow tightly, like a lost and recovered treasure! And his eyes had already seen Chang Gong and Chang You standing aside, and tears of joy couldn't help but shed tears of joy on his face, "It's all safe!" It's all peace! ”

"Mr. Chang, let's talk in the box!" The foreigner middle-aged man who was bumped into by Zhuang Zhuang said in a timely manner. When everyone was busy recognizing people and grieving, he quietly called the waiter who was standing aside with a remorseful face, and asked the other party to arrange a large box. You know, almost all the people in the restaurant are quietly looking at them with curious eyes. What's more, everyone is blocked at the staircase, which also causes inconvenience to other people who come to eat.

"Willy, thank you!" Chang Baogui said with gratitude on his face.

Soon, everyone came to the box booked by Willy, led by the waiter. As soon as he entered the box, Chang Baogui couldn't wait to ask Yang Liu. How did they get rid of the pirates? And the passenger ship they were on, did it sink or was it captured by the pirates......

Yang Liu looked at the white-haired man in front of him with heartache and concern, who was at least nearly twenty years older than a month ago. My heart is more panicked and painful than if I was floating on the sea without landing. No matter how bad the situation was, she could survive it. In addition to her three sons, there is also the man in front of her, and she doesn't want to see this man who occupies most of her life again!

"Baogui, why are you ......" Yang Liu did not answer Chang Baogui's series of questions, but asked with red eyes and choked up.

"I'm fine! You're all right, I'm at ease. Soon it will be the same again as before! Chang Baogui said lightly, he naturally would not sue Yang Liu, since he knew that Yang Liu's mother and son were on the ship accident, how anxious! And what have they done! He's a man. It was supposed to support a piece of the sky for his wife and children. Dreams of the Republic of China 360

He Dazhuang is different from Chang Qian, he is a real smuggler, because the income from his family's farming cannot help the family survive, and he doesn't want to join the gangs in Shanghai, so after hearing that Hong Kong is full of opportunities to make money, he quietly contacted a small cargo ship responsible for smuggling people to Hong Kong with a few young men in the village, and smuggled it to Hong Kong Island.

After coming to Hong Kong Island, He Dazhuang learned that this place is not as lucrative as rumored, but as long as you can endure hardship, there are still more chances of survival than in the mainland. Although I can only do hard labor, and the salary is low, the working hours are long, and the cost of living is high, and my life is very poor. But he is undoubtedly able to support himself, and on the premise of saving food and clothing, he can still send some money to his relatives in the countryside of Shanghai from time to time during the year he has been here, and help them.

What's more, now there is a friend like Chang Qian who is literate and hyphenated, and there are few Chinese workers from Shanghai who are literate, and they can only use circles and various patterns to write family letters. Since Chang Qian came, not only has he solved the problem of writing family letters for everyone, but also Chang Qian has taken care of the matter of reading family letters. Therefore, He Dazhuang is still a little satisfied with the current life.

At this time, He Dazhuang heard the movement in Chang Qian's house and knew that the other party was at home, so he waited for a while, but still did not wait for someone to open the door, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart. At that time, everyone had just arrived, and they had no money to spare, so they could only watch their partners die, and the feeling of helplessness and helplessness is still deeply imprinted in the depths of my heart.

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