"His second uncle..., second brother, I, I was wrong. I lied because I was afraid that you would not take us in, so I let my son pretend to be Leng Yi." Huang Changjuan knelt down with tears streaming down her face.

"You haven't seen my youngest son. I was afraid that you had no feelings for us, so I let him pretend to be Leng Yi. I was wrong. Please don't kick us out!"

"Jiasheng is gone now. You don't know how hard it was for me and my child. We went through a lot of hardships to find this place. I was afraid that you wouldn't recognize us, so..."

"I was confused. I was judging others by my own standards. Please don't take my words seriously."

Leng Jiashan pinched his brows, feeling speechless. He hated people who knelt down at every turn.

"Sister-in-law, you get up first."

Huang Changjuan looked hesitantly at Leng Jiashan and then at Cheng Shuhua, then slowly stood up.

"Are you forgiving me? I know I was wrong. I was really scared. After the apocalypse, we didn't have enough food to eat or warm clothes to wear, and we were almost beaten to death. You don't know the suffering of us poor people." Huang Changjuan said while blowing her nose.

Cheng Shuhua was disgusted.

Leng Jiashan frowned slightly. Although he held a high position, how could he not know the hardships of ordinary people? So after the military base was opened, he asked his men to recruit as many capable people as possible, regardless of their background, as long as they were willing to work hard.

It doesn’t matter if they fail the assessment once or twice. As long as they can pass it one day, they are welcome to come anytime.

But he cannot be too sympathetic and take others in just because he feels sorry for them.

He is the head of the military base and must be responsible to the people and the country. He cannot allow those who are unqualified to come in.

Does Huang Changjuan think that she doesn’t know the cruelty of the end of the world because she has no worries about food and clothing?

On the contrary, he saw more, including people killing each other and eating each other.

However, he also knew that Huang Changjuan had lived in the countryside for a long time and had no experience. He could understand the small-peasant mentality of the rural people who only cared about themselves.

That's why he could tolerate her letting his son come in pretending to be Xiaoyi.

But she couldn't make such malicious assumptions about others, slander Xiaoyi, and even abuse him.

"You go back first. As long as that kid doesn't cause trouble and doesn't bother Xiaoyi, I won't do anything to him."

"By the way, his name needs to be changed. He can't use Xiaoyi's name anymore."

"What's the child's name?"

Huang Changjuan hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Call him Leng Xuan. My child is called Leng Xuan."

Leng Jiashan nodded. "It's a good name. I'll have someone change it. Let him continue with the work. You don't have to worry."

"Thank you, thank you!" Huang Changjuan was overjoyed. She didn't expect that Leng Jiashan would not only not kick her out, but also retain Huang Zefeng's job. Fortunately, she didn't let the secret slip.

After Huang Changjuan left, Cheng Shuhua spoke up, "Jiashan, why do I feel like that woman is full of lies? Her child doesn't look like anyone from the Leng family at all. Even if he does look like her, it can't be this crooked, right?"

"It's not the first time she's lied. Maybe she's lying again this time?"

Leng Jiashan pondered for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense."

He called Leng Hui and said, "Go and call out your uncle's child and ask him his real name and who his child is."

"Yes, father!" Leng Hui responded and went to the trading center to find Huang Zefeng.

Huang Zefeng had just returned to the trading center from home and sat down when Leng Hui walked in with someone.

"Hui..." Huang Zefeng was about to call Hui brother, but then he remembered that he was now Leng Yi's age and should be older than him. He smiled and said, "Xiao Hui, why are you here?"

Leng Hui looked at him coldly. How could he have the nerve to call himself Xiao Hui?

"Come with me!"

"Ah? Where to?" Huang Zefeng was shocked. Could it be that they have seen the real Leng Yi?

"You'll know when you come." Leng Hui said expressionlessly.

Huang Zefeng was nervous, but he didn't dare to disobey him.

Leng Hui took Huang Zefeng into a small dark room and asked him to sit on the chair in front.

Huang Zefeng's heart was pounding. Did they know something?

"Let's start!" Leng Hui said to Zhang Ping beside him.

Zhang Ping held the information of "Leng Yi" and looked at him sharply.

"You were brought in by Captain Leng, so you weren't assessed and your identification information is incomplete. We need to further verify your identity."

"I ask, you answer. Answer truthfully!"

"Yes, yes!" Huang Zefeng broke out in a cold sweat.

"Name?"

"Cold, cold and resolute."

Zhang Ping glanced at him.

"age?"

"Twenty, twenty...six, seven?" Huang Zefeng panicked, as if he didn't remember Leng Yi's age.

"Is it twenty-six or twenty-seven?" Zhang Ping looked at him.

"Let me think..." Huang Zefeng smiled bitterly. When was Leng Yi born?

"What? You don't even know how old you are?" Leng Hui said coldly while sitting in the reclining chair.

"Well, I was injured before, and my brain is a little bit cloudy." Huang Zefeng quickly made an excuse, "My mother said that the age on my household registration was changed, and I don't know the exact year."

"You went to a sports school before. What did you study?"

"Martial arts!" Huang Zefeng was very clear about this; he had heard Huang Changjuan say it.

"Then I heard he changed his major. What did he change to?"

"Ah? I..." Huang Zefeng was dumbfounded. He changed his major?

Zhang Ping did not ask any further questions. In fact, he knew in his heart that this person could not answer at all.

"You also joined the army. What branch?"

"Navy." Huang Zefeng was very sure this time.

"Which naval unit is it, what is the unit number, and what is the name of your direct superior?"

"Ah, this..." Huang Zefeng was sweating profusely, he couldn't answer any of the questions.

It’s not that Huang Changjuan didn’t tell him, but that she herself didn’t know.

Leng Hui slammed the folder in his hand onto the table with a loud bang, scaring Huang Zefeng so much that he jumped up.

"How dare you pretend to be a soldier? You're so brave!"

Huang Zefeng fell to his knees and said, "It wasn't me. It was Huang Changjuan. She ordered me to do it."

"I didn't want to do that either. She said that as long as I pretended to be Leng Yi, I would get the leader's attention. I was bewitched..."

"Please don't kill me, I'll tell you everything."

Leng Hui and Zhang Ping looked at each other, speechless. Who did they think they were? Were they the kind of people who would kill people at will?

"Tell me, who are you? Who is Huang Changjuan to you?"

Huang Zefeng looked at Leng Hui and then at Zhang Ping, thinking that they must have seen Leng Yi, and he would be in trouble if he continued to hide it.

So I told the truth.

"My name is Huang Zefeng, Huang Changjuan is my aunt, and both my parents died after the apocalypse."

"One day my aunt came to me and told me she was going to look for her brother-in-law, a high-ranking official. If I pretended to be her stepson, I would definitely receive special care..."

Huang Zefeng told the whole story. (End of this chapter)