Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 989 Revenge Begins, Miss Ma Arrives at the Door! (Two Chapters Combined)
"Is there a problem?" the old man asked, looking at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded:
"Generally speaking, such people rarely commit crimes alone; they usually have at least one accomplice."

My father-in-law said:

"Perhaps this time it really is time to go it alone."

Dialect frown:

"But if there are accomplices present, they will definitely remember you."

At this point, the eldest brother-in-law chimed in:

"Yes, I've heard of similar cases before—accomplices were not exposed when they were arrested, and later stalked and retaliated against the good Samaritans."

Fang Yan nodded to her brother-in-law, then turned to her father-in-law:
"I'm afraid they'll remember you and find a chance to retaliate later."

The father-in-law glanced in the direction of the courtyard house entrance:

"What should we do? Could they have already secretly followed us outside?"

Fang Yan shook his head:
"He'd be courting death if he came here now; I'm afraid we'd run into him somewhere else."

With so many skilled fighters in the courtyard, they would only be able to cause trouble if they had firearms.

Otherwise, even if it were Lao Hu's two bodyguards, Cui Changshou and Li Chuanwu, they would have been in serious trouble.

The father-in-law said:
“We usually stay on campus and don’t go anywhere else, so they can’t run into us even if they wanted to.”

He said in dialect:

"I'm afraid they'll run into you again when you're on the bus."

At this moment, Old Hu, who hadn't spoken until now, said:

"That's easy to solve, just don't take the bus, right?"

"Huh?" Everyone looked at him with some surprise.

Old Hu took out his car keys and said:

"For the time being, just have Xiaolin drive them to school, and pick them up after the holidays."

Huang Huijie also said:

"Okay, that's all right now."

The father-in-law said:
"Oh dear, I can't accept that."

Old Hu said with a smile:

"We're all family, no need to be so polite."

Fang Yan didn't refuse Lao Hu's kindness at this point, and said:

"I can see it."

Fang Yan originally planned to let them use their own cars while he continued to use his old sports car, but since Lao Hu said so, Fang Yan felt that it was also acceptable.

The main advantage is that someone can pick you up and drop you off, so you don't have to take the bus.

You shouldn't have the heart to harm others, but you can't be without the heart to guard against them. If you really encounter a hothead who's seeking revenge, it will be troublesome if something happens.

Moreover, Fang Yan felt somewhat uneasy after seeing her second sister's telegram.

One can't help but suspect that the Japanese suffered a loss and are planning to cause trouble.

They are very experienced in doing shady things. Since they can target my second sister in Shanghai, it's quite possible that they would want to do something to me in Beijing, right here beside me.

Having Lao Hu's people deliver it would put Fang Yan at ease.

Once my father-in-law and father are at school, it will be much safer.

The others weren't too alarmed yet, but the wife, who knew the inside story, was just as alert.

She agreed, saying:
"That's really good, then I'll have to trouble you, Xiaolin."

Assistant Kobayashi smiled and waved her hand, saying:

"It's just driving, there's no trouble at all."

Hearing this, the old woman, He Huiru, said:
"Then it's decided. Let's eat."

"Good, good!" The father and father-in-law both nodded and went into the house together.

On the way, he asked Zhu Lin:
"By the way, I heard Linlin wasn't feeling well a few days ago. How is she today?"

Zhu Lin responded with a smile:
"After taking the medicine prescribed by Fang Yan, I feel much better now. Moreover, the hospital director knew that I was not feeling well, so he has already approved my maternity leave in advance. I am not working now, but staying at home and waiting for my due date."

The two fathers breathed a sigh of relief, and the father-in-law repeatedly said:

"That's good! That's good! Dialect really does count!"

The old man then said:

"The dean is very thoughtful. I think we should pay him a visit tomorrow!"

My mother also said:
"Yes, then I'll prepare some gifts from home tomorrow and go pay a visit..."

……

Then we had dinner.

At the dinner table, Fang Yan didn't tell his second sister about what had happened, but he did reveal what the Japanese had done to him at school.

After hearing this, my father and father-in-law agreed with the reaction to the dialect.

They didn't say whether they had received an invitation or not.

That means they probably didn't receive an invitation. That makes sense, considering what kind of place is Beijing Institute of Technology? It's one of the "Seven Sons of National Defense"! What were the Japanese trying to do by inviting experts there?
Even if they wanted to, they certainly wouldn't agree here.

After dinner, because his father-in-law had lost a kimchi jar while trying to help, Fang Yan found him a new glass jar at home.

Then the family watched TV and chatted in the main hall, talking about recent events.

Just then, the phone rang at home.

Upon entering the study and answering the phone, Secretary Zhou's voice rang out:
"Director Fang, our press release is ready. How do we contact the media in Hong Kong?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan's eyes lit up; the gift they had prepared for the Japanese was finally ready.

Fang Yan said to Secretary Zhou on the other end of the phone:

"Wait a moment, I'll call someone over right away."

Then Fang Yan called over Old Hu from next door. He had always been in direct control of the media in Hong Kong, so of course he was the one to handle the press releases now.

Then Lao Hu answered the phone and chatted with Secretary Zhou for less than a minute before the matter was settled.

Then Lao Hu gave a simple explanation of the dialect:
“Their content will be sent directly from Guangdong to Hong Kong. I will arrange for someone there to coordinate, and then the article will be published directly.”

"We don't need to be involved in too many of the processes; their people will handle the specifics."

Fang Yan nodded and said:

"Leave professional matters to professionals."

The other party caused trouble, and now it's finally his turn to retaliate.

We still don't know the situation in Shanghai.

I don't know how many days it will take to find out.

Fang Yan and Lao Hu then chatted for a while about the current filming progress. The filming of the movie starring Fang Yan is going smoothly, as is the TV series in Hong Kong. Only Xiao Li's filming of Wong Fei-hung is currently encountering some problems.

Although it was Xiao Li's first time acting, he had his own ideas about the action scenes, and some of the moves seemed a bit too exaggerated to the director.

For example, he really likes high kicks with big movements, which is actually very unrealistic in Hong Kong films.

However, Xiao Li said that this was the effect he wanted for the dialect. Considering the people he had chased away before, the director there had no choice but to film according to Xiao Li's requirements.

But I told Lao Hu several times that when the movie is released, it might not be popular and the film might lose money.

It seems that Lao Hu is still somewhat bothered by the fact that this sentence has been said so many times.

After all, bringing people to the mainland to film and building so many sets must have cost quite a bit of money.

If he really loses money, Lao Hu will still care a lot.

Fang Yan asked him:
"Have you seen the sample footage?"

"No." Old Hu shook his head.

Fang Yan said to Lao Hu:

"You'll see when you see it. A national champion who has been practicing martial arts since childhood not only needs to practice real combat, but also needs to make it entertaining. Their requirements are no lower than those in Hong Kong. Don't underestimate that kid."

Hearing the dialect spoken like this, Lao Hu immediately calmed down.

He nodded and said:

"Then I'll go to the set tomorrow to check out the sample footage."

"The director read it several times, but I was too busy to watch it. Now that you've mentioned it, I really think I should see it for myself."

After saying that, he added in the dialect:
"Now that Dajin is managing things in Chaoyang Dongba, my life is much easier."

After saying that, he added with emotion:
"This Da Jin is indeed a man of some skill, having been involved in the underworld before. He's got real expertise in interpersonal relationships and management."

Neither Fang Yan nor Da Jin himself kept Da Jin's background a secret from Lao Hu.

However, Lao Hu didn't feel any bad about Da Jin's identity at all; in fact, he felt that this kind of person was particularly useful.

The main problem is that in Southeast Asia, once you start a big business, you inevitably get involved in some shady or illegal activities. You have to deal with all sorts of people, and Lao Hu is used to it.

He even stated:

"If he performs well, I think the best option for him is to manage the new warehouse in Guangdong."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan suddenly remembered that the Guangdong government had also allocated them a piece of land at the Man Kam To border crossing, which is located at the border of Ta Kwu Ling in the New Territories. Historically, this land was allocated to China Resources as a warehousing base in 1980, but Fang Yan and his team had now snatched it away.

Fang Yan asked Lao Hu:

"Speaking of the new warehouse, how's the construction going?"

Old Hu rubbed his temples and said:
"After the money was in place and the government intervened, the official construction team started the work. The efficiency was quite good, and everything progressed smoothly. However, it's just not easy to get there. I plan to send a manager from Hong Kong to take a look in a while."

"Anyway, it's right at the border between Hong Kong and Shenzhen, so you can see it without going through customs."

Fang Yan then remembered something else and said to Lao Hu:

"By the way, I might be going to Hong Kong next month, so I can go and have a look around then."

"You're going to Hong Kong?" Old Hu asked, somewhat surprised.

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Yes, I forgot to tell you, the eldest son of the Huo family is getting married next month, and they invited me to go. I will most likely go with Director Liao."

"We can also take a look at our companies in Hong Kong and meet with our partner, Tongrentang in Hong Kong."

Upon hearing this, Old Hu suddenly realized:

"Hmm, that's not bad..."

"How long will it take?"

He said in dialect:

"I estimate three or four days. I'll be back soon. There's still a lot to do here. After May, I'll be taking the postgraduate entrance exam in June."

Hearing this, Old Hu smiled and said:

"Exams are a piece of cake for you..."

Fang Yan laughed too, but still humbly replied:

"Haha, I can't let my guard down. I still need to study hard, otherwise it would be a huge joke if I, last year's top scorer, failed to make the list!"

Old Hu patted Fang Yan on the shoulder and said with great certainty:

"Of course not! I have faith in you; you'll get another perfect score!"

Fang Yan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and smiled:
"Haha, then I'll take your good wishes..."

……

The next day soon came.

Early in the morning, after finishing his morning exercise, Fang Yan went to check on the patients.

Lao Fan and Yuan Qingshan were also at work today.

They live together now, in a two-bedroom apartment, one room for each person, and they are all Taoist priests. Their lives are just like those of a small Taoist temple!

In a proper Taoist temple, people get up at four in the morning for morning prayers, but here they get up at six to do morning exercises, and checking the rooms at seven is already considered very late.

Old Hu also came along. He had prescribed a medicine for Huang Huijie yesterday to replenish her yin and blood, and he came over early this morning to pick up the medicine, taking the opportunity to show off to his wife.

After checking the rooms in the dialect area, they went to provide VIP service.

Ma Wenying has moved to a smaller room and is no longer bothered by the incident. She is living a very comfortable life and her condition is getting better every day. Now that her hair has grown out, she looks like she has a buzz cut. If you don't listen to her, she looks like a complete tomboy.

"Dr. Fang, how do you spend your weekends?" Ma Wenying asked Fang Yan, shaking the needles in her head.
"Are you still going to see other patients?"

After Fang Yan finished administering the acupuncture, he took the hot towel handed to him by the nanny, Ma Wenying, wiped his hands, and said:

"No need for that, you're my last patient."

"After I finish treating you, I'll go home, cook lunch, and spend the afternoon with my family..." Ma Wenying asked Fang Yan curiously.

"That sounds really good. What do your family members do?"

He said in dialect:

"I have a lot of family members... It's hard to explain in just a few words."

Ma Wenying nodded thoughtfully, then asked:
"May I come over as a guest?"

"You?" Fang Yan was taken aback.

Ma Wenying said:
"Yeah, I've been here for so long and haven't even left the house yet. I feel like I'm going to have a problem from staying here all the time."

"They wouldn't feel comfortable with me going anywhere else, so it should be fine if I visit your home, right?"

"You'll agree because of my health, right?"

As she spoke, she looked at Fang Yan with anticipation.

Looking at Ma Wenying like this, Fang Yan realized that she hadn't left the house in a long time.

Holding it in doesn't seem like a good idea, especially since this is a VIP service!
Director Liao and the Ministry of Health had specifically instructed that the patient be taken good care of.

Since she's raising her opinion now, Fang Yan said:

"Then I need to call and ask my supervisor."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wenying's face lit up with joy, and she immediately pointed to the landline phone in the room and said:
"Okay! The phone is here, please use it as you like."

Fang Yan told her to sit still and not move, then went to the phone and called Director Liao.

Then Ma Wenying looked at Fang Yan expectantly, and listened intently to what he was saying:

"...Yes, Miss Ma would like to visit my home."

"It gets really crowded where I live on weekends."

"Hmm... Apart from Lao Hu, there are no other overseas Chinese businessmen."

"Okay, I understand!"

Fang Yan quickly hung up the phone, then turned to Ma Wenying and said:
"Ms. Ma, the boss has agreed, but you only have half a day. You need to come back after lunch."

Ma Wenying nodded immediately:
"no problem!"

After the acupuncture time was up, Fang Yan removed the needles and then called out to Ma Wenying:

"Then let's go!"

Ma Wenying, however, said:

"Wait a minute, I need to get dressed up. Besides, it's my first time visiting, so I should at least prepare a gift."

"Dr. Fang, please wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Fang Yan carefully put away the needle and said:

"Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

Ma Wenying nodded:
"Okay! I'll be down soon."

"Okay," Fang Yan agreed, and then went out and downstairs.

Fang Yan thought Ma Wenying would come soon, but she waited for half an hour before she finally came down.

When she came down, she had completely dressed up as a tomboy.

He had a buzz cut, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and a high-end suit.

He has the air of a business elite.

In addition, her face had become thinner and more angular after her illness, and now that she was wearing makeup, she looked even more masculine.

"So, can you still recognize me as I used to be?" Ma Wenying asked in a deliberately rough voice.

Fang Yan asked her, both amused and exasperated:
"You spent all that time up there just to get this outfit?"

She said:
"Of course not, I even prepared a gift for your visit!"

After speaking, she pointed to a female assistant who had followed her out and was responsible for taking care of her.

Fang Yan looked at the other person and noticed that the latter was carrying a backpack on his back, which looked like he was carrying something very heavy.

He asked in dialect:

"What did you bring with you? You didn't take it from the hotel, did you?"

Ma Wenying said:
"Of course not! What kind of person do you take me for?"

"Oh, that's good..." Fang Yan nodded.

After all, he was a mentally ill person with a broad mind, and he didn't know what Ma Wenying would do.

"Let's go, get in the car," Fang Yan said to the two.

He said to his assistant:

"Just put the stuff in the trunk!"

Ma Wenying said:
"No need, it's best to hold it in your arms!"

Fang Yan glanced at the bulging backpack and wondered what was inside.

It has no strange smell, looks a bit hard, and is shaped like a box.

The weight should be acceptable.

Could it be an antique?
Fang Yan thought about it for a moment, but felt that Ma Wenying didn't seem like someone who knew about antiques.

What would that be?

Fang Yan was also curious. After getting into the car, Ma Wenying sat in the passenger seat. Her assistant originally wanted to sit there, but now she had to sit in the back.

However, when opening the door, he still asked Fang Yan if he wanted to drive himself.

The dialect indicates that it is unnecessary.

Then we drove off.

We arrived at Peking Union Medical College Hospital in no time.

Ma Wenying asked curiously:

"Isn't this a hospital? Do you live inside the hospital?"

He said in dialect:

“My house is across the street, but it’s hard to park there. It’s easier to park here.”

Ma Wenying nodded before getting out of the car.

After getting off the bus, she took a deep breath, stretched, and looked around curiously.

Fang Yan asked her:
"How is it different from your Haojiang?"

Ma Wenying said:
"That's so different!"

She gazed at the street scene outside Peking Union Medical College Hospital, patted the wrinkles in her suit, then saw the wooden sign of the state-run grocery store on the street corner, and looked at the slow stream of bicycles passing by in the distance.

Her tone was a mixture of curiosity and感慨 when she spoke:
"Haojiang... the streets are full of Portuguese-style houses, the walls are covered with bougainvillea, and even the air smells of egg tarts."

She paused, her gaze falling on the dusty brick walls of Peking Union Medical College Hospital:

"It's different here. The sky is so high, and there's a scent of locust leaves in the wind. People on the street walk at a leisurely pace, and the colors of their clothes..." She glanced down at her suit and said:
"It looks like it's all blue and gray, like a traditional Chinese ink painting."

She closed her eyes, opened her arms, and exclaimed in admiration:

"And here, the air is pure freedom!"

I'm speechless at the dialect. I want to remind you that this is a hospital, where there isn't much free air, but there might be a lot of germs.

As she spoke, she took two steps forward, her leather shoes making a crisp sound on the cement road.

Turning to Fang Yan, he asked:

"Let's go?"

Fang Yan locked the car after hearing this and followed.

As she passed a stall selling Arctic Ocean soda, she suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the tin bottles in the glass display case.

Fang Yan thought she was about to have a relapse, but then she looked up again, suddenly gazed into the distance, sniffed, and smelled the aroma of fried dough sticks wafting over:

"What's that? It smells so good."

Before he could finish speaking, he caught sight of the honeycomb briquettes drying at the entrance of the alley, and his eyes lit up instantly:

"Wow! You really use this to start a fire? I've seen it in movies!"

Seeing her looking around like a child, Fang Yan couldn't help but remind her:

"Miss Ma, shall we go home first?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Wenying looked away, but she immediately squatted down by a wall. In a tattered bamboo basket, a lazy calico cat was lying.

She crouched down to touch it.

Just as my fingertips were about to touch the cat's paw, the cat leaped onto the wall with a "whoosh," flicked its tail, and disappeared among the gray tiles.

"Even the cats here are different."

She walked back, dusted off the knees of her suit trousers, and said to Fang Yan:

"The cats in Macau all lie in front of Portuguese egg tart shops, rubbing against anyone they see..."

He said in dialect:

You like cats?

“I like it!” Ma Wenying nodded.

He said in dialect:

"I have one at home."

Ma Wenying's eyes lit up, and she immediately followed along in dialect.

After the three entered Fang Yan's courtyard house, Ma Wenying said to Fang Yan:

"This is not what I expected, Dr. Fang. Your house is too spacious."

He said in dialect:

"You don't need to exaggerate like that. Your house in Haojiang is definitely much more spacious than mine."

Ma Wenying said with some disappointment:

“That’s not my home. I have nowhere to go there.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan, fearing he might upset her, quickly changed the subject, saying:

"Let's go, this is still the front yard, our activity area is in the main yard."

“Okay!” Ma Wenying agreed and immediately followed Fang Yan.

Then, upon entering the main courtyard, I found it to be even more spacious.

The door in front is so small, but the inside is so big.

Ma Wenying was somewhat surprised.

By this time, Fang Yan had already greeted his family and was about to introduce Ma Wenying behind him when he suddenly remembered that her identity was a secret.

So when it came time to introduce him, he said:
"This is Ma..."

I paused for a moment, unsure whether I should reveal her real name.

At this moment, Ma Wenying came up and greeted everyone:

"My name is Ma Wenying, I'm from Haojiang, and I'm Dr. Fang's patient. My condition has recently improved, and I've come here today specifically to express my gratitude!"

Everyone initially thought it was a boy, but the voice turned out to be a girl's.

They were all stunned for a moment.

Then Zhu Lin realized what was happening and greeted her:
"Please come in quickly!"

Ma Wenying looked at Fang Yan, who said:

"This is my wife."

Ma Wenying shouted very decisively:
"Hello, sister-in-law!"

He walked over and said:

"For my first visit, I prepared a small gift."

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

There will be an extra chapter later.

(End of this chapter)