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Having absorbed too much Marxist thought, Dongfang Qinghua had forgotten the power of his Chinese ancestors. Tang Yue's recent action immediately brought back his lost memories.

"Really? When I was little, I thought these were all adults lying to children." Dongfang Qinghua stared blankly at the spot where Tang Yue had disappeared.

Lin Wanqing accepted it well, her face beaming with joy, "Little girl, Yueyue, can you turn back? I believe you, I completely believe you."

Tang Yue and Dongfang Yi appeared in the living room. Perhaps the scene before her was too jarring, for Lin Wanqing covered her mouth with her hands and wept silently. It was so difficult, so incredibly difficult. Had they finally seen hope?

Dongfang Qinghua helped Lin Wanqing, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and looked at Tang Yue with red eyes, "Comrade Tang Yue, can our wish really come true?"

Tang Yue smiled and nodded, "However, life in China right now is probably not as good as it is in Russia."

Dongfang Qinghua shook his head, "Even if we eat coarse food and wild vegetables, it's still my hometown." His eyes were resolute as he spoke.

Lin Wanqing quickly regained her composure. "Yes, even if our home is dilapidated, it's still our home. We want to go back, we must go back. Xiaoyueyue, please help us."

Here, every day truly feels like an eternity. The East is often ostracized, and today is another example; these days seem endless.

Dongfang Yi was anxious. "Father, were you bullied by those damned Russians again today?" He clenched his fists in anger, wishing he could go out and fight those people right now.

In the past, Lin Wanqing would have definitely stopped Dongfang Yi from saying such things, because she didn't know when others would overhear them. But now that they were about to leave, what were they afraid of?

Dongfang Qinghua sighed and helped Lin Wanqing sit back down on the sofa. "Let's sit down and talk."

A deep sense of helplessness was evident in his eyes. "Sigh, I've suffered so much injustice here all these years."

Today at the institute, a military project was assigned by the higher-ups. On the surface, it's about researching protective technologies for new weapons, but while reviewing materials and participating in preliminary discussions, I vaguely sensed that this project harbors a conspiracy against China.

Once completed, this project will develop weapon protection technology that, under certain circumstances, can effectively withstand attacks from China's current nuclear weapons. Furthermore, it could even be used to disrupt and interfere with military reconnaissance equipment along China's borders.

“I naturally didn’t want to participate in such a project, but those Russians wouldn’t let it go. They knew I understood China’s military technology, but they deliberately placed me on the periphery of the project.”

During the discussions, whenever I raised questions about the project's direction or mentioned that it might affect diplomatic relations between the two countries, they would immediately interrupt me, mock me as a "Chinese spy," and say that I wanted to deliberately sabotage the project.

In actual work assignments, they dumped all the tasks of sorting out those trivial and useless old data on me, while they kept a tight rein on the core experimental design and key technology research, as if they were afraid that I would come into contact with the core content.

When encountering obstacles, they attribute these problems to their lack of diligent research.

What's worse, they even slandered me in front of the leadership, saying I harbored resentment towards the project, deliberately delayed progress, and might even leak project information to China. If it weren't for my family and my children, I really wouldn't have been able to persevere long ago.

Lin Wanqing patted Dongfang Qinghua's arm. "Dongfang, I know you've suffered these past years. But we see hope, don't we? We'll be able to return to our motherland soon. Are you happy?"

Dongfang Qinghua nodded emphatically, "I'm so glad. This time we must leave. We'll never come back to this hellish place again."

Lin Wanqing and Tang Yue gazed deeply into each other's eyes. Tang Yue and Dongfang Yi stopped paying attention to them. "Didn't you say you had brothers and sisters?"

Dongfang Yi hurried to the inner room, pushed open the door of one room, but no one was there. She pushed open another door, but still no one was there.

Dongfang Yi came out and asked, "Father, Mother, why haven't my brothers and sisters come back yet?"

As they were talking, two men and two women pushed open the door and entered the room. The tall man in front, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuded a capable air; he was Dongfang Yu, Dongfang Yi's older brother. The girl behind him, with delicate features and a composed look in her eyes, was Dongfang Xuan, Dongfang Yi's older sister.

The boy behind them was rather thin, a spitting image of Dongfang Yi; he was Dongfang Yi's twin brother, Dongfang Yang. The lively girl with a ponytail was Dongfang Yi's younger sister, Dongfang Xiao.

Dongfang Yu was slightly taken aback when he saw Tang Yue at home, and looked at Dongfang Yi with a puzzled expression. Dongfang Yi quickly introduced, "Brother, sister, this is Tang Yue. She has a way to take us back to China!" A mixture of surprise and anticipation flashed in the eyes of Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Xuan.

However, they were more knowledgeable than Dongfang Yi. Their gazes shifted to their parents, and when they saw their parents nodding at them with red eyes, they could no longer control themselves.

Dongfang Xuan excitedly grabbed Tang Yue's hand: "Really? Tang Yue, can you really take us home?" Tang Yue smiled and nodded, saying again with certainty: "Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely take everyone home."

At this moment, Dongfang Qinghua remembered something, looked at Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Xuan, and asked, "How was your work today? Why are you so late?"

Dongfang Yu frowned and said with a serious expression, "Many cities have been looted recently. I don't know when the thieves will arrive in Mosco."

The company leadership doesn't allow us to leave work too early; they want us to stay and keep watch a little longer.

At this point, Dongfang Xiao scoffed lightly, "Naturally, those of us with Chinese faces were among the last to see the show. We ran into my older brother and sister on the way back."

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