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Then, her bright eyes filled with anticipation, she asked cautiously:
"Can we contact our parents and ask them to come over? I really miss my dad, mom, and my sister."
He Yuzhu was slightly taken aback. He hadn't asked about Du Weixiang's family before, but now that she mentioned having family, he couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity and asked, "You have family?"
Du Weixiang gave him a playful glare and said coquettishly:
"Look at what you're saying. I'm not some monster that popped out of nowhere from a crack in a rock. Of course I have loving parents, brothers and sisters to play with, and a sweet and adorable little sister."
He Yuzhu pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Okay, since you miss them so much, then contact them."
Upon hearing this, Du Weixiang was overjoyed. Like a happy little bird, she rubbed against He Yuzhu's chest, her coquettish appearance endearing.
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she shyly and slowly lowered her hand, a faint blush spreading across her face...
Du Weixiang's face seemed to be flushed with a beautiful blush, and she said shyly in a soft voice, "Good brother, I want more."
A hint of doting affection flashed in He Yuzhu's eyes, and he naturally wouldn't refuse her request.
The two of them became entangled together, tirelessly tossing and turning until the sky began to lighten and the first rays of dawn slowly shone down. Only then did they fall into a deep sleep, feeling completely satisfied.
At this time, Du Guanghe had already gotten up before dawn and was practicing martial arts with great concentration, bending over, punching, and kicking.
But just as he was immersed in the world of martial arts, he faintly heard the faint sounds coming from the bedroom. The sounds were like tiny needles pricking his heart.
His face instantly turned ashen, his once resolute features now clouded with gloom, and the anger in his heart burned fiercely like a blazing fire.
He gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, turned and ran straight to a far corner. He found a quiet place to stand, his hands clenched into fists, his chest heaving violently, unable to calm down for a long time.
Before noon, the lazy sunlight shone through the dappled leaves onto He Yuzhu's face, as if gently awakening his sleeping soul.
He Yuzhu groggily got up, stretched, and then told Du Weixiang to hurry up and prepare lunch.
When he saw the old man's dark face, so gloomy it was almost dripping with water, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of unease. Knowing that some things shouldn't be asked, he simply watched silently without inquiring about the reason.
After a somewhat dull lunch, Du Guanghe and Du Weixiang each took out their brand-new Hong Kong ID cards from their pockets.
Du Weixiang smiled and patiently explained, "I'll take you to take your photo in a bit. After you get the photo, you can go get it processed. Just slip in a little money, and it'll be done smoothly tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu hurriedly said:
"Aren't my own old photos good enough? Why bother taking a special one?"
Du Weixiang shook her head and said seriously, "No, it won't work. We have to go to the designated photo studio. Their equipment and procedures meet the requirements."
He Yuzhu nodded thoughtfully, muttering, "Oh, I see. I understand."
Then, He Yuzhu didn't say anything more and followed Du Guang and the other two to the designated photo studio.
With a crisp "click," his first photo for applying for an ID card was born.
After taking the photos, the three of them left the photo studio together and headed towards the bustling commercial street.
The streets were teeming with people, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and laughter mingled together, creating a vivid picture of everyday life in the city.
He Yuzhu followed behind Du Guanghe, silently observing everything around him, his mind still preoccupied with the matter of obtaining his ID card. He wondered what troubles or surprises awaited him next...
In the capital, all kinds of items can only be obtained with tickets, as if everything is firmly controlled by order and rules.
However, once they stepped into Hong Kong, it was as if they had entered a completely different world. Here, transactions became so casual and free, without any cumbersome procedures or restrictions; one could buy and sell at will.
The two walked side by side, heading first towards the clothing section. They carefully selected clothes that suited them, each choosing three outfits.
After selecting their clothes, they couldn't wait to throw the tattered clothes they had stolen on the ground. As they watched the filth gradually disappear into the distance, a strange sense of relief welled up in their hearts.
At this moment, they looked completely different. They were no longer in such a sorry state, and their clothes were no longer as baggy and ill-fitting as before. Instead, they fit their bodies perfectly, making them look much more normal, as if they had integrated into this new world.
Next, they went to buy some daily necessities and food. Walking on the bustling streets, the most direct and profound feeling was that this place seemed to have become the domain of the British.
Looking around, almost all the patrolling officers on the street were white. Of course, there were also Chinese officers, but none of them were armed. They only held a baton, and their swaggering gait and thuggish manner gave them a thuggish air, making them look exactly like tyrannical bullies.
The roadside stalls were filled with a dazzling array of goods, and the gangsters could easily reach out and pick up items, then swagger away without paying a single penny.
He Yuzhu initially thought that the so-called police were just for show, and he couldn't help but feel an impulse to step forward and teach them a lesson, but Du Guanghe, who was standing next to him, quickly stopped him.
"Don't do anything! You don't have an ID card yet. You absolutely can't cause any big trouble. The most important thing is to deal with the big issues."
He Yuzhu's face was full of resentment, his eyes flashing with anger, and he said in a low voice:
"These people are too arrogant, they're completely lawless!"
Du Guanghe sighed heavily, his voice seemingly filled with endless helplessness and resentment, and slowly said:
"Sigh, what can we do when this place is still that wretched concession!"
Previously, he had never found a suitable opportunity to speak, but now that he had the chance, he carefully and softly began to introduce himself.
At that moment, the lives of the Chinese were like being trapped in hell; the feeling of being worse than dead was deeply etched into everyone's heart. Those who controlled their fate were the tyrannical and unreasonable British, who completely disregarded the lives of the Chinese and acted recklessly.
If you have any dealings with the authorities, you must use that detestable English. Even if you are full of longing for your mother tongue, you are never allowed to use Chinese.
In the broader social context, Chinese people have absolutely no status. Even if they want to run a small business honestly, they still have to suffer ruthless exploitation by the underworld.
If the underworld is considered somewhat better, then the police these days are even more ruthless and sinister than the underworld.
They openly accepted bribes, their greedy expressions like those of starving wolves. If anyone dared to refuse, a gang of thugs would immediately rush over, smash the shop to pieces, and leave after a chaotic rampage. The hard-earned money of many people was far from enough to satisfy the embezzlement of these corrupt officials.
Du Guanghe had lived here for a period of time and accumulated a lot of painful experience. Seeing this scene now, he couldn't bear it and told He Yuzhu all his experiences without hesitation.
Knowing the danger of this place and fearing that it might cause trouble, he dared not linger. He quickly pulled He Yuzhu up and hurriedly returned to the familiar courtyard, as if only there could bring him a sense of security.
The night passed quietly, as if time itself were asleep, without causing a ripple.
As the morning sun slowly shone down the next day, casting a golden glow on the earth, He Yuzhu, as usual, walked steadily toward the place where the photos were stored.
After receiving the photos, he didn't linger for a moment and headed straight for the police station.
The moment he stepped into the police station, he strode to the service window and unhesitatingly stuffed a wad of banknotes into it.
The police officer with the prominent yellow teeth patted his chest and solemnly assured him:
"Don't worry, I'll definitely get your ID card this afternoon, it won't delay your business at all!"
It was almost time for He Yuzhu to leave work in the afternoon. He Yuzhu couldn't wait to go to the police station again.
When he saw the brand-new ID card in his hand, still smelling of fresh ink, an indescribable joy welled up inside him.
The man with the yellow teeth couldn't help but give a few words of advice:
"Remember, there are no household registration books here in Hong Kong. Only the ID card is the most important proof of identity. Moreover, on these bustling streets, police officers may appear at any time and will randomly check ordinary people's ID cards, so you must always keep it with you and not be careless."
He Yuzhu nodded earnestly, thanked them, and left the police station.
Now that He Yuzhu has finally obtained his ID card, he seems to have become much stronger and more confident.
He strolled leisurely down the street, his steps radiating confidence. Every now and then, he would casually buy a few things.
After all, this money didn't belong to him, but to the Du family. He was going to enjoy the satisfaction that this "windfall" brought him.
On her way back, as she neared home, she heard arguing. She quickened her pace and saw three men dressed in flashy clothes surrounding Du Weixiang in front of her house, preventing her from leaving.
Chapter 422 Gangster
The two men tensed, quickening their pace. He Yuzhu's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily:
"Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble here!"
The leader, with a face full of scars and a sidelong glance, replied arrogantly:
"Hmph! Where did this little punk come from, daring to meddle in my business? You'd better get lost!"
This man spoke with a thick Shanghai accent, making it immediately clear where he came from; he must have been some nobody who had come from earlier.
Just then, Du Weixiang saw the two of them return, and her face immediately lit up with ecstatic joy.
In her haste, she didn't even notice the vegetables she had dropped. She rushed to He Yuzhu, her eyes filled with tears, and sobbed with deep grievance:
"You're finally back! They've been harassing me the whole way, saying all sorts of nasty things."
In fact, He Yuzhu had not realized that there was any danger here, so he never lifted the restrictions on him and Du Weixiang.
Although Du Weixiang still possesses martial arts skills, the three opponents are all armed with daggers and machetes, and may even be concealing handguns or other dangerous weapons, making it unwise to act rashly.
Therefore, she only wanted to avoid these troublesome people and try to delay the situation while waiting for a turning point.
Seeing this, He Yuzhu didn't hesitate to extend his right hand and gently pat Du Weixiang's body. In an instant, a surge of vital energy flowed from his palm, like a clear spring, rapidly flowing into Du Weixiang's body.
In the blink of an eye, Du Weixiang felt her meridians flowing smoothly, and the restrictions that had been placed on her body had completely disappeared.
"As expected! It feels so good to be skilled in martial arts!"
Du Weixiang felt the vital energy within her body that she could use at will, and a strong sense of confidence welled up in her heart.
"As long as we don't kill anyone, it's fine!"
He Yuzhu stood to the side, a relaxed smile on his face.
After all, he didn't have any particular attachments here, and the three of them were all highly skilled and had great martial arts abilities. Would they be afraid of these three mere punks in front of them?
After receiving He Yuzhu's permission, Du Weixiang rushed forward without saying a word, and then kicked one of the scoundrels hard.
At this moment, the leader of the scoundrels saw this and his face instantly turned ferocious. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed it fiercely towards Du Weixiang's thigh without hesitation.
However, despite his menacing appearance, it was clear from his movements and postures that he had never properly learned any martial arts techniques; he was just wildly attacking without any strategy or method whatsoever.
Du Weixiang moved with the speed of a ghost. Just as the gleaming dagger was about to touch her body, she kicked out and accurately struck the wrist of the person holding the dagger.