Chapter 4
Ye Tianhui pocketed the large stack of Hong Kong dollars and carried the bag of wife cakes, and quickly left along the path.
When she followed Li San here just now, she was also paying attention to the terrain and situation. Now she knew the distribution of the patrol police around and knew how to avoid those patrol police to ensure that she would not be discovered.
She first found a secluded corner, which was formed by an old tile-roofed house and a new high-rise building next to it. The wall of the tile-roofed house was mottled, and a square area was painted with white lime. It was densely covered with black or blue traditional Chinese characters, all of which were advertisements.
Ye Tianhui opened the wife cake. The wife cake should have been crispy, but now it was a little crushed. However, it still tasted good, sweet and fragrant inside.
There were four wife cakes in total, not very big, and Ye Tianhui was drooling with greed.
When she set out from Shekou, she was full, but she had been soaking in the sea water for almost half the night and had exhausted her strength. Afterwards, she was so focused on contacting the snakehead and was afraid of arousing suspicion that she didn't dare buy anything to eat. Now her stomach was empty.
She took the wife cake and couldn't wait to take a bite.
Delicious, really fragrant!
The feeling of eating with big mouthfuls is so satisfying, and the wife cakes that you don’t have to spend money on are even more delicious!
After wolfing down two wife cakes, she felt much better after replenishing her energy.
As she slowly chewed the third one, she thought about how she had beaten Li San just now.
In recent years, she has actually been training herself intentionally and would secretly practice martial arts in the morning or at night, so her physical fitness is pretty good. It's just that she has never had actual combat experience, so she was not sure about it. Now she probably has a rough idea.
After living a new life, her sword is still there. After eating two wife cakes, she doesn't have to be afraid even if there are ten Li Sans in front of her!
Then she thought again, this is a peaceful and prosperous age after all, and people like her have no place to use their talents. Otherwise, even if she did nothing else, she could still make a living by robbing houses and taking from the rich to help the poor.
She could make a living in Hong Kong with her martial arts skills, such as being a thug in a casino or hotel, but she didn't want to get involved with those people. After all, she still had to find a way to make money to support herself.
Otherwise, if you just want to rely on that damn father, who knows whether he is reliable or not.
I have written so many letters to my biological father, but there has been no reply. I don’t know if he is pretending to be stupid or he just didn’t receive it.
But either way, it's not a good sign.
If he pretends to be stupid, it means that his father is heartless and ungrateful; if he doesn't receive it, it means that the relationships among the wealthy Ye family are complicated.
My letter didn't reach the person in question after I sent it in. There must be some reason for this. I'm afraid there might be some conflict of interest.
She thought of Ye Wenyin again.
She is only eighteen years old, a very beautiful girl, a rich girl who grew up in the glamorous world of Hong Kong.
When it comes to fighting with bare hands or surviving in troubled times, she is definitely no match for me. But when she joins this wealthy family, she dresses exquisitely and gorgeously to become a tool for wealthy marriages. She has an advantage over me in every way.
This kind of thing was not something she had never encountered before. In her previous life, if she had wanted to marry the son of a duke, it would have been easy as they were of equal status, and she might even have had the chance to become the ruler of the East Palace. In fact, if she had just nodded back then, she might have had the chance to become the mother of the country.
But she knew in her heart that she was not suitable for this kind of life. The comfort of being kept in seclusion was not so easy to obtain. She had to abide by the behavioral norms that this world imposed on women in the harem.
There is nothing new under the sun. Whether it is the Great Zhao Kingdom where she lives, the mainland today, or the seemingly economically developed Hong Kong, the entire society operates according to this model.
So she knew very well that she couldn't do this kind of work.
In this regard, Ye Wenyin has a great advantage. She obviously meets the requirements of a wealthy family like the Ye family for a daughter. She can also do what they require, such as marriage, to gain more benefits for the family.
If that's the case, how will the Ye family treat me even if I go to their door? I'm afraid they will look down on me as a mediocre daughter who can't bring any benefits, or even refuse to acknowledge me at all?
Imagining this scene, Ye Tianhui couldn't say she felt too lost. After all, she had the memories of her previous life and was not a child who knew nothing about the world. In her heart, the word "father" was as heavy as a mountain. He was the iron-blooded general who had fought in battles in her previous life.
As for her closest blood relatives in this life, she has never met them and has no expectations of family affection, so naturally she doesn't care too much.
While she was thinking this, she had already finished her third wife cake.
In fact, the first and second ones were so delicious that she wanted to swallow them in one gulp, but now that she was eating the third one, she felt a little thirsty.
But I didn’t dare to buy water, so I could only bear it and find a place to drink water after I finished eating.
While she was eating, she suddenly felt something strange, a feeling of being watched.
She raised her eyes and followed the line of sight, and saw a trash can at the base of the dull and old wall of the building, the color of which could not be seen, and a head poking out from behind the trash can.
It was a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old. He was very thin and a little dark, but his eyes were dark and bright, like a pair of wolf eyes in the dark night, filled with desire.
Ye Tianhui was very familiar with this kind of look. She had seen it in the eyes of displaced children and in the eyes of hungry soldiers.
Following his gaze, Ye Tianhui looked at the only wife cake left in her hand.
After being discovered by Ye Tianhui, the boy pursed his lips and then slowly withdrew his gaze.
Ye Tianhui was silent for a moment before asking, "Do you want to eat?"
The boy said nothing.
Ye Tianhui added: "Actually, I've been hungry for a long time too. I snatched these four wife cakes with my fists. Now I've eaten three and I'm not too hungry anymore. If you're very hungry, then this one is for you."
After saying that, she stood up, wrapped the last wife cake in a plastic bag, and placed it on the trash can.
After that, she didn't say anything else and walked away.
When she reached the side of the tile-roofed house and was about to turn the corner, a soft voice came from behind her: "Thank you."
The other party spoke Mandarin, but with a hint of western mainland accent.
The voice was very hoarse, like the sand in the desert, so dry that it had no moisture at all.
Ye Tianhui didn't look back and just left.
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This incident had obviously become a big deal. A large number of people poured in like yellow water flowing through a building complex, and then gradually dispersed. The gray and yellow earth colors merged into the bustling streets of Hong Kong.
All the local households had locked their doors, but those people walked on the streets, still trying to knock on people's doors and beg for some food.
There were also some buildings where citizens would throw out some bread and clothes from the windows, which would be snatched away instantly. Then people would rush to the building and gather there and not leave. Naturally, the citizens would be a little scared and would not dare to throw anything.
It was obvious that the Hong Kong government could not accept so many people, so the local government sent police and Gurkhas to maintain order. The incident was reported on TV and radio news, and discussions could be heard in the streets.
Ye Tianhui hid on the roof of a bakery, and when no one was around, she stole some bread and biscuits, some water to drink, and left two Hong Kong dollars for them.
After getting these, she sneaked to the second floor of another pharmacy and hid in the attic to observe the situation outside.
Now a large number of people are pouring in, and the Hong Kong government has sent a large number of police to expel these people. In this situation, no matter how smart she is, there is still a certain risk.
So the best way was to stay out of the spotlight and wait until a large number of people were deported, which was the time when the local police were least vigilant. Then she would try to enter the police station on Boundary Street and enjoy the resistance policy.
Of course, there is also a risk here, that is, the authorities may suddenly issue new laws to ban the resistance policy.
Ye Tianhui took a bite of the egg tart she had just received. The egg tart had just been taken out of the oven and tasted particularly good. It was perfect when paired with milk tea.
While eating, she also looked out through the narrow window.
Hong Kong is densely populated with buildings, and she could only see a small bit of the starry sky cut out by the buildings of different heights. She could barely see three or five stars, and under the night sky, people with their families huddled in the corners, some crying quietly, some talking in low voices, and despair was everywhere in the crowd.
Ye Tianhui stopped looking.
In her previous life, she had witnessed famine and war, and had seen people displaced, and her heart had become very cold and hard.
If she is unable to turn the tide, then she will have no extra sympathy to grieve over.
She found a relatively flat and clean place and fell asleep there.
Because of what happened in her previous life, she has always been alert when sleeping, so she is not afraid of sleeping here now. If there is any disturbance, she can wake up at any time.
She slept comfortably and was awakened by a sound when someone shouted "Food is here" from below.
She got up, rubbed her eyes and looked out the window. It was already daybreak and a crowd was rushing madly to a place where the police were distributing food to everyone, including bread and buns. Everyone who got them gobbled up voraciously, and some people were shouting, "Don't push, don't push, there's plenty of food."
Ye Tianhui was also a little hungry. She took advantage of the chaos downstairs and sneaked into a morning tea shop, got some buns and roast chicken, and after leaving two Hong Kong dollars for the other party as usual, she returned to this resting place and had a big meal.
Then she stayed here quietly. When she was hungry, she would go out to find food. When she was tired, she would lie on the ground and take a nap.
As for the world downstairs, there were major changes in two days. Those people were first driven to a place and said they were going to be sent away. The local citizens strongly protested. It was said that more than half of the citizens at that time had blood ties with that place, and they naturally did not want to see this.
But it is obvious that the local government has made up its mind and even started using batons to drive them away.
This triggered even stronger protests from local citizens, and people of justice stood up, formed organizations, rescued those people, and even formed a human wall to block the police batons for them.
Ye Tianhui watched this scene. She didn’t quite understand why those people acted like that, but she felt a little touched.
Maybe that's just how blood is thicker than water.
She thought of her biological father again, and she became somewhat curious. If she appeared in front of him and told him that she was his daughter, what would he do? Would he continue to recognize Ye Wenyin, whom he had raised since childhood, as his daughter, or would he like her more?
Will he disown me just because I’m so clumsy and can’t bring any benefits to the Ye family?
She found that she couldn't think of it. After all, she didn't know enough about many things in this world, so she just stopped thinking about it.
In the next few days, the matter became a big deal. A large number of media outlets flocked to the scene, and newspaper and radio reporters reported on it. All the dance halls in the local city closed automatically and all entertainment was stopped. Local families even stopped working and took to the streets to protect these people who were lacking food and clothing. Even where Ye Tianhui was hiding, some local people could be heard wiping tears in front of the TV.
Soon, most of those people were sent back, and Ye Tianhui saw desperate faces. Those people were crying and helpless, but they had to get on the transport trucks.
As the trucks drove out, local citizens were everywhere along the road. They desperately threw their clothes and food at the trucks, hoping that they could help them.
Just as the trucks were about to drive out, suddenly, a wave of overwhelming shouts came towards the convoy.
The police were all shocked.
Ye Tianhui looked over and saw a group of local citizens, thousands of people, who rushed over in an organized manner, shouting and yelling, forming a human wall. Everyone stood in the middle of the road, using their bodies to block the vehicles from driving out.
Some people started crying and screaming, and everyone shouted that they could not be driven out. Some people even lay in the middle of the road and refused to get up. Amid the chaotic crying and sirens, the transport vehicles had to stop.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. The people in the car cried and shouted not to leave, and the people under the car also rushed over, shouting at them to get off the car and leading the people in the car away. The police stood there blankly, not knowing what to do and not daring to stop them. Some policemen wiped away tears when they saw this scene.
The scene was filled with an atmosphere filled with simple human compassion. The poor people on the trucks were taken away one after another by local citizens, and the situation was completely out of control.
Ye Tianhui watched all this quietly from the side.
Perhaps it was because she had memories from her previous life, or perhaps her "mother" in this life was inherently distant and defensive towards her, she had never experienced any family love or friendship in her life. She was also indifferent to this era and did not have a strong sense of integration.
As for coming to Guangdong and Hong Kong, she was also unfamiliar with the Cantonese language, which she could hardly understand.
Because of the unfamiliarity, one will subconsciously think that they are another kind of human being, just a piece of the curtain of this world.
Just like she used to plan the battle maps, those mountains and camps were just chess pieces in her hands, and she could make them happen with a flip of her hand.
So she sees them, but doesn't understand them, doesn't feel any empathy for them.
In other words, there was almost nothing left that could evoke any deep emotions in her heart.
But looking at this scene, she felt a strong sense of familiarity, and recalled some scenes from her previous life, those that had made her sad, those that had made her stand up, and those that had made her hold a long sword and travel thousands of miles under the stars.
She even felt faintly that the blood in her body, which had been dormant for a long time, was slowly warming up.
Ye Tianhui clenched her fists lightly.
At this moment, she truly felt that Ye Tianhui was not dead. She did not die after jumping into the sea.
She must still be alive.
Regarding the last paragraph in the article, those who are interested can search for the Hong Kong incident in 1962. Because this article is slightly fictional, the timeline does not match reality.
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