At this point, Song Jingwei mentioned to the two younger men the reasons why he had chosen to be sent down to this place.
The two of them were dumbfounded!
“Dad, you really think a lot! Why didn’t you choose to be sent to Bao’an County back then? It only takes an hour or two to cross the sea there to get directly to Hong Kong.” Song Ziqing was surprised by his father’s words.
Song Ziqing was well aware that Myanmar in the 1960s was not a peaceful society; it was a land of war and conflict.
Escaping from Yunnan to Myanmar was not only extremely dangerous, but also involved treacherous journeys through primeval forests, constantly threatening snakes, insects, and other wild animals—the mere thought of it was terrifying. He couldn't imagine how his parents had survived in such an environment.
"We had no choice. The timing of our transfer was wrong. It was during a nationwide drought, and hundreds of thousands of people across the country were trying to flee to Hong Kong. Why would the higher-ups transfer us to Bao'an County?!"
Zhang Lihua's previous life was that of a returned overseas student. After transmigrating and being reborn as a different person, her soul merged with the original. She was also afraid of life in the mountain village. In addition to the lack of resources, she had to work from morning to night. Snakes, insects, rats and ants were commonplace. When she first arrived, she was almost on the verge of collapse.
It took her more than a month to slowly accept reality.
Song Jingwei chimed in, "We were able to come to this border county in Yunnan thanks to the connections of several friends." His tone revealed a hint of emotion and relief.
During this process, he was well aware of the difficulties involved and understood how precious it was to be sent down to a border city and have the opportunity to escape.
Lin Chengyu listened to his words and fell into deep thought. He knew that there were no shortcuts for them now; they needed to face reality and make a difficult choice.
Lin Chengyu looked directly at the three of them and said, "Now we have no shortcuts, so our choices are fewer. The first option is to use the forged official seal we made to buy some train tickets for my parents, take the train directly to Guangzhou, and then smuggle ourselves from Guangzhou to Hong Kong."
Another option is to cross the border directly into Myanmar. Although Myanmar was chaotic in the 1960s, we had money and could easily hire someone to guide us!
Song Ziqing was not satisfied with the plan. She shook her head and said, "We still need our own boat and a private jet. Without these two things, how are we going to get back to Hong Kong from Myanmar?!"
Her face was filled with worry and unease, as if she could already foresee all the difficulties they might encounter during their escape.
Lin Chengyu quickly reassured him, "We have several jewelry companies in Hong Kong now. They go to Myanmar every year to purchase jadeite rough. There are also special ships from Myanmar to Hong Kong. We can just buy tickets there."
Ultimately, they decided to adopt the second option proposed by Lin Chengyu. They knew it was a risky choice.
If they fail, their lives will also be threatened.
However, all four of them thought of the ring space without prior agreement. Feeling that they had it as a support, they all became much bolder.
The reason everyone chose the second option is because they all share a common desire: to try collecting jadeite and see if they can upgrade the ring's storage space, thus gaining more room for storage.
In the past few days, Song Ziqing has been organizing her collection in her ring space. To her surprise, she discovered that several pieces of jadeite she had previously purchased in Guangzhou's antique market had been absorbed by her ring space.
Although the change in the ring's space was minimal, this discovery made her realize that the ring's space could be upgraded, and that the jadeite rough might be the key to the upgrade.
The ring space can be upgraded, which is a very exciting piece of news!
They were full of anticipation for this escape, hoping to purchase more jade in Myanmar, the only place where jade originates, to provide more possibilities for upgrading the ring's space.
They knew it was an adventure, but they believed it would bring them more opportunities and hope.
Without wasting any time, Song Ziqing helped the Song couple put all their living supplies into his ring space, and then took the two of them back to his residence.
They planned to sleep for a few hours and set off again around 2 or 3 a.m. It was a long journey, and they needed to maintain their physical and mental strength.
While the Song couple were fast asleep, Song Ziqing tossed and turned in bed.
Her heart was filled with both worry and anticipation for the future. She knew that this escape would face many difficulties and challenges, but she also believed that they would be able to overcome all difficulties and achieve their goal.
She let her mind wander for a while, and then Song Ziqing drifted off to sleep.
In her dream, she saw her future, and she saw herself become a powerful being. She saw her ring's space expand, filled with all sorts of precious items and wealth.
When Song Zi woke up, it was already two in the morning. She saw that the Song couple were still fast asleep, so she quickly woke them up.
The four of them quietly got up, dressed, and prepared to set off.
They quietly left their residence without attracting anyone's attention.
On a quiet night, four figures quietly appeared on the highway.
They rode two bicycles silently toward the villages of Myanmar. A flame burned within them, a fire of exploration for the unknown world.
The village they were going to was located on the border between China and Myanmar, separated from Myanmar villages by only a river.
This river forms the border between the two countries. It has witnessed countless historical changes, as well as the lives and dreams of countless people.
In the dead of night, these four people rode bicycles through the darkness, their heartbeats as rapid and powerful as the turning of the wheels.
Two hours later, they finally arrived at the riverbank. Song Ziqing stopped his bicycle and took a small fishing boat from the back seat. The boat looked somewhat dilapidated, but it was still sturdy and reliable.
Lin Chengyu jumped onto the fishing boat and skillfully began to row. His movements were practiced and fluid, as if he had been rowing on this river his entire life.
The other three also boarded the boat. They were a little nervous, but more excited and expectant.
Lin Chengyu's ability to row a boat is closely related to his fishing experience in Hainan in his previous life. Looking back now, that experience is not only filled with painful memories, but also carries a touch of sweetness.
At least the sea and the villagers were innocent.
The river shimmered with silver light in the night, like a silver ribbon. The fishing boat moved slowly forward on the river, and the four figures of the people in the boat looked particularly lonely and small in the moonlight.
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