Sweet 80s

Boom, boom, boom.

A series of light and slow footsteps sounded outside a dilapidated low-rise building in the north of the city.

Wu Xiaoliang was lying on a makeshift bed made of wooden boards in the house. Suddenly, he heard some noise outside and jumped off the bed.

I quickly walked to the window, looked out through the cracks, and saw a blurry figure.

Wu Xiaoliang's heart was pounding with nervousness and his eyes were fixed on the figure outside.

He put his feet to the side and held on to the window frame with his hands, ready to climb out the window and escape at any time.

The other person's footsteps were getting closer and closer, just as the man walked to the door and was about to push it open.

A familiar voice came into his ears.

"Liang, it's me, open the door."

Wu Xiaoliang's high spirits instantly deflated like a deflated balloon.

squeak~

After the door opens.

Father Wu appeared in front of Wu Xiaoliang.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come to see me during the day? What if someone follows you?"

After Mr. Wu entered the room, he immediately turned around and closed the door.

"Don't worry, just look back every few steps, you won't be discovered."

The wooden door was simply not strong enough to protect against any kind of intrusion.

It just sits there, doing nothing.

Wu Xiaoliang had just sat back on the wooden board when he suddenly reacted and asked his father with a suspicious look on his face.

"Dad, why are you here now...is there something urgent?"

Father Wu sighed and repeated word for word what Wu Aimin said when she came home last night.

Wu Xiaoliang leaned against the earth wall, crossed his legs and said indifferently.

"Just get a divorce, what's the big deal? There are people like Zhou Zheng everywhere on the street, you can grab a lot of them. Only my sister treats him as a hot commodity."

"Whether to divorce or not is another matter. Xiaoliang, let me ask you, besides your sister, do you owe money to anyone else?"

"No, didn't you ask me about it a few days ago?"

Wu Xiaoliang's face was filled with impatience when the old matter was brought up again.

Father Wu's concerns were put to rest after seeing what his son said, but he still continued to ask questions without giving up.

"You have many friends, so you must remember who you have offended and whose money you have cheated..."

"No, Dad, what do you want to say?"

Wu Xiaoliang seemed even more annoyed.

His brows were furrowed and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was suppressing his emotions.

"It's still that Huang Yuan..."

Speaking of this, Wu Xiaoliang immediately became interested.

His eyes were wide open, filled with anger and curiosity about the other party's current situation.

"What's the matter? He was arrested?"

"I guess so. I heard from your sister that he cheated a lot of people out of their money, and one of these people who was difficult to deal with stabbed him..."

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoliang was really scared.

His expression revealed uneasiness, his body trembled slightly, his hands rubbed back and forth and he blinked frequently and uncontrollably, trying to ease the fear in his heart.

"And then...what happened? Is he dead?"

Father Wu shook his head: "Your sister didn't say anything, I guess...it's more dangerous than good."

After saying this, he stared at the other person closely.

He attempted to take advantage of Wu Xiaoliang's lack of access to the latest information to exacerbate the situation in order to force the other party to submit.

"Son, don't think I'm nagging. I'm doing this for your own good. Money doesn't matter. Saving your life is the most important thing!"

Wu Xiaoliang pursed his lips nervously, and his wavering eyes revealed his true identity.

His words were 50% true and 50% false, and the whole thing was not as simple as he said.

This is what Mr. Wu is most worried about.

Father Wu stood up and looked around.

"This is a feudal superstitious gathering place destroyed by the Red Guards during the Cultural Revolution. It has been dilapidated for more than ten years. It is a good place to hide, but it is not a permanent place..."

While his son is confused, he hopes that he can change his mind and make the right choice.

"After your sister left, I discussed it with your mother. If it really doesn't work, you should just turn yourself in..."

"Dad, you!"

Wu Xiaoliang was about to get angry, but his father waved his hand to signal him to shut up.

"Please listen to what I have to say first! Before coming here, I went to your uncle Zhao's place, and he gave me an idea."

"What's the idea?"

"All of your friends have cases on their shoulders. If you can turn yourself in and cooperate with the investigation to get them all arrested, you will definitely be able to get leniency!"

It's a bad idea, but it's feasible.

Wu Xiaoliang thought about it and said nothing.

A hint of guilt that was not easily detected on the other person's face.

No one who knows his ministers is like a king, and no one who knows his son is like his father.

"I know you are loyal, but you can't be so stupid as to use your own future to pave the way for others. Wouldn't they have been arrested without your evidence?"

Wu Xiaoliang no longer looked at his father, but lowered his head and listened quietly.

"You have been very kind to them over the years. Now, it is time for them to repay you..."

Father Wu pushed his glasses on his nose, put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth.

After a few seconds, he decided to break down the last line of defense in Wu Xiaoliang's heart.

"Don't forget, you know best what your relationship with Huang Yuan was like before the incident. Did he treat you as a friend when he was trying to cheat you out of your money? He treated you like a pig on the chopping block! He could slaughter you at will!"

The muscles on both sides of Wu Xiaoliang's cheeks kept twitching and his nostrils were breathing heavily.

"How dare you vouch for them? Isn't there another Huang Yuan among that bunch of scoundrels?!"

Faced with his father's questioning, Wu Xiaoliang was shaken.

But he knew very well.

Even if he reported all of his friends as his father said, he would only get a reduced sentence.

You have to go in if you have to.

Especially in the eighties.

If the speculation involves monopoly items or other illegal activities, the sentence will definitely be severe if the amount is huge.

Especially this batch of color TVs and another batch of smuggled imported cars that are being contacted.

Although the car business died before it even started, if you really want to talk about it...

Wu Xiaoliang swallowed several times, his brain spinning rapidly.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"If I'm caught and locked up for 10 or 20 years, it's no different from being dead!"

He suddenly jumped up from the board and rushed to his father and grabbed the other's arm.

"Dad, I am the only son of the Wu family. Don't you and mom want to have a grandson? If something happens to me, the Wu family will be completely cut off from this line!"

Father Wu had originally wanted to persuade his son to surrender in a roundabout way, but after hearing what the other party said, he was finally at a loss.

He sighed deeply, shook his head helplessly, and his eyes revealed a kind of resigned helplessness.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned and left.

The time came to noon.

The heat in the air became more active.

The streets were particularly deserted this weekend.

Yang Hongxia took a taxi and planned to see her husband Liu Yongqing again before going to the appointment.

The car slowly stopped in front of the sawmill.

The gatekeeper saw Yang Hongxia and nodded and bowed, then greeted her warmly.

"The director's wife is here. She's delivering something to Director Liu on Saturday."

Yang Hongxia has a calm personality and does not look down on anyone because of her special status.

She said with a smile.

"Yes, he is busy working on the front line, and I can't fall behind in logistics."

After saying that, Yang Hongxia walked towards the office building.

Inside Liu Yongqing's office.

He was discussing the design plan on the drawing with several senior leaders. When he saw the other party come in, he waved his hand and asked her to wait in the inner room.

The inner room is not big and is the standard room of the factory director's office.

The interior furnishings were simple, with nothing but a narrow bed and a set of desk and chairs.

After a moment, Liu Yongqing pushed the door and walked in.

"I can't go back today or tomorrow. I have to go to Shanghai on the 12th."

Yang Hongxia seemed to be interested and asked quickly.

"Just a few days. I'll prepare some clothes for you when I get back."

Liu Yongqing sat at his desk, flipping through documents.

"About two weeks."

Yang Hongxia sat up from the bed and walked to her husband. She leaned over and put her arms around Liu Yongqing's neck, making an intimate gesture.

Then he spoke in a very gentle voice.

"Lao Liu, I went back to my hometown a few days ago. A good sister of mine gave birth to a son. I held him in my arms, and he didn't cry but smiled at me. His little face..."

When Liu Yongqing heard this, he showed impatience.

He stood up suddenly, shook off Yang Hongxia's arm and said coldly.

"Hongxia, several managers are waiting for me to attend a meeting. If you don't have anything else, go back. Ah~"

After saying that, Liu Yongqing left without looking back.

Completely disregarding the other person's feelings.

At this time, Yang Hongxia was not angry at all. Instead, she looked straight ahead with a firm gaze.

I am silently making a bold decision in my heart...