70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 477 The Night in the Port City

Chen Qing saw the light in He Yuxiang's eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone has some childhood trauma, but Chen Qing always hoped that her two children could be happier.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

Mao Mao came out.

Two lines of clear tears fell.

"I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable. My face is burning with pain, I can't speak properly, my hand is broken, I'm really crooked and disabled."

Chen Qing: "..."

If I laugh now, I'll probably lose some merit!
Xiao Yu burst out laughing: "Mao Mao, you're so funny!"

Mao Mao laughed too: "Really? I've been thinking about my words for so long. My injuries are all medals of a warrior!! Auntie and Uncle, you have to help me apply for a school-wide speech. I want to tell them how great I am!"

Chen Qing gave a thumbs up.

Mao Mao is still awesome!

He Yuan was also amazed by Mao Mao's big heart: "Okay, I promise you."

When Mao Mao got happy, her fluffy golden hair swayed back and forth.

The doctor said coldly, "Don't move!"

Mao Mao, looking aggrieved, hid behind He Yuxiang and complained against his back: "This doctor first cursed at me in Cantonese, and then, knowing I could speak English, he cursed at me in English. I should have known better than to brag about my English."

He Yuxiang helplessly straightened his clothes: "Your collar is covered in blood. I'll go buy you a new outfit later."

"Clothes from Gangcheng? That way I'll have a souvenir!" Mao Mao's eyes sparkled. "Can I buy some for my mom too? She likes things from the outside world. And my dad... I'll buy some for him too. By the way, do my parents know I'm in Gangcheng? Can we tell them?"

He kept asking questions.

He Yuxiang didn't know which answer to give first.

He Yuan said to Mao Mao, "Someone will tell you that your parents are still alive. We have to go back tomorrow, so we can't choose the gifts ourselves. But if you want to give your parents a gift, I'll find someone to buy it for you later."

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Ever since her uncle came to save them, Mao Mao has developed an absolute and unwavering adoration for him.

So cool!

No wonder he's the man my aunt chose!
His aunt has great taste.

Mao Mao was beaming with joy, but He Yuxiang didn't know what he was so happy about, so he took him to the bathroom to wash his face.

He Yuan followed, still feeling a sense of lingering fear.

Chen Qing stayed where he was and negotiated with the doctor.

Mao Mao's arm was dislocated, but it will be fine once it's put back on. The injuries on his face look particularly bad, but they will heal with time. The main problem is with his teeth.

The doctor told Chen Qing, "He is only eight years old. Two of the teeth he lost were just growing in. If his teeth grow in well, then we don't need to do anything about it. If they don't grow in well, we recommend that he come in for orthodontic treatment."

"Okay." Chen Qing asked about the precautions for Mao Mao's health.

The doctor explained everything to them, and then warned them: "I am well aware of the medical conditions in the inland areas. Your teeth are very important and cannot be taken lightly."

"Don't worry, if the medical level in Guangdong Province is not good enough, I will send him to the capital to get better."

"That's good."

The doctor was relieved.

Although he scolded Mao Mao, he actually quite liked the kid as they chatted.

He is a very cheerful child.

Since He Yuan and the others arrived in Hong Kong by accident, and they are currently interrogating Yang Xiwen and others, and the mainland and Hong Kong sides also need to negotiate, the five people can stay in Hong Kong hotels for the time being.

Soon someone came to pick them up in a car.

By the 1970s, Hong Kong was already filled with high-rise buildings, and the three children felt as if they had traveled to a new world.

Xiaoyu exclaimed, "They can still come out and play at night!" It's almost midnight now, and many people are still laughing and playing on the street. The lights are all different colors, and there are so many cars on the road!

Mao Mao had never seen such a bustling place before: "Xiao Yu, is the capital city more beautiful, or the port city?"

"Port City".

Xiaoyu answered without hesitation.

She didn't see many tall buildings in the capital, and the people there dressed similarly to their neighbors, all in simple clothes, while the older brothers and sisters in front of her were dressed very fashionably.

Xiao Yu looked out the window, her hair gently blowing in the wind, "But we are already very lucky to have come to the port city."

Mao Mao agreed: "Yes, this is my first time traveling so far. It's worth getting hurt to come to such a beautiful place."

Chen Qing, He Yuan, and the driver were all moved by the two children's innocent hearts.

Just then, Xiaoyu looked out the window at the delicious food and said, "It would be perfect if we could eat their barbecue!"

Everyone: "..."

The car quickly drove to the hotel, and the three children all looked up at it.

Xiao Yu reached out and counted how tall it was when she heard someone burst out laughing.

"Little ones, we have seventeen floors in total. I'll take you to the eleventh floor to stay later, okay?" a doorman in a crisp but faded uniform said with a smile.

"So high!"

Xiao Yu's lips parted slightly as she tightly gripped her uncle's clothes.

Because her aunt lives far away.

The doorman smiled and nodded, welcoming them into the stairwell. As the five entered the elevator, they were reminded, "If you need to go out, you need to notify our floor staff first."

These are all Chinese people; it would be better for them to follow the rules.

Chen Qing thanked him.

The metal fence and folding door closed one after another with a dull "bang," and the three children were terrified the moment the door was completely shut.

He Yuan turned his head to look at Chen Qing and found her smiling at the three children: "Are you scared?"

Chen Qing felt it was something she hadn't seen in a long time, and found it very novel.

She pressed the elevator button for the 11th floor.

The three children stared wide-eyed at the small, transparent plastic-covered digital display panel above the door.

When the red pointer suddenly jumps from '1' to '2'.

With a low hum and a very slight feeling of weightlessness, Mao Mao felt the ground beneath his feet moving and the walls rising. He swallowed nervously, his intact hand tightly gripping He Yuxiang's neck.

He Yuxiang: “…”

What a good brother.

Xiaoyu held her breath, forcing herself to look like a little dolphin, and finally let out a long breath when the elevator doors opened. "That was scary, my head is spinning."

The ascent, which lasted only a few dozen seconds, felt like an eternity to the three children.

Their faces turned pale, their eyes filled with a sense of relief, as if they had survived a disaster, and a deep awe of the unknown.

He Yuxiang glanced at the elevator with lingering fear, then thought of the hotel lobby. Compared to the elevator, he instantly fell in love with the lobby!

The golden decor and dazzling crystal chandeliers create a magnificent lobby.

When he went to the capital with his aunt, the places they stayed were all very ordinary.

They never imagined that the port city, so close to them, would feel like two different worlds.

No wonder the group of people surnamed Yang wanted to run away.

Mao Mao clutched her stomach: "I feel dizzy too, and I feel like throwing up."

Xiaoyu and Mao Mao stood close together, both feeling miserable.

(End of this chapter)