Chapter 11: Priceless Kinship

  If you don't want to be cheated by others, you must make them fear you!

  This was the conclusion that Han Yu had come to over the past two days, regarding his and his son's encounter with those people. Although not many people had seen it, the villagers' gazes still clearly told Han Yu that they all knew about it.

  Han Yu didn't take such things to heart. Since he left this small mountain village and joined the army, his heart had also flown out into the outside world.

  Hei Zi's death made Han Yu realize the coldest and cruelest side of this world.

  These two days, Han Yu has not been idle. He is collecting information about the boss who protected Heizi. He hasn't forgotten that Heizi asked him to get compensation money.

  That's the money Hei Zi exchanged with his life, it's what he deserves, no matter how much, he must go and get it himself.

  As for him taking revenge on Hei Zi, Han Yu originally thought that Xu Hua Yin would not seek revenge from him. After all, trading one arm for Hei Zi's life, no matter how you look at it, Xu Hua Yin was the one who benefited.

  But he suddenly realized over the past two days that he seemed to have overlooked something.

  Xu Huaying, as the leader of Beihai County's Bamboo Leaf Gang, would he think this way?

  The answer is obviously no.

  After that night's fight, Xu Huaying should understand that private martial arts can't solve his problem. So, he will use other methods to make things difficult for Han Yu.

  A triad leader who has abandoned his dark nature will adopt what method?

  Han Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, he found that his thinking was still too simple. If he had really killed Xu Huaying at the beginning, maybe nothing would have happened.

  However, taking his arm now is equivalent to making an enemy. A hidden person in the dark, like a poisonous snake with great power, ready to take revenge at any time.

  Strike a snake without killing it and you will be counterattacked!

  Han Yu gently rubbed his nose and let out a long sigh, he should leave now. He had originally planned to wait until the construction of their house started before leaving, but if he didn't leave now, it was likely to bring trouble to his family.

  Han Yu's heart was very clear, his own home was so ordinary, so common.

  He didn't want to have too many attachments in his heart when he was about to take a risk.

  That would make him lose his courage to fight desperately!

  "What's wrong?" asked Han Yu's older brother, Han Wen.

  Compared to Han Yu's elegance, Han Wen looks much more rustic. After graduating from middle school, he started working in a nearby factory, and years of hard work have made him look somewhat weathered and rough.

  At this time, he squatted in front of his new house, turned his head and smiled at his brother.

  Han Yu's eyes slightly condensed, and his brother's smile was very similar to their father's: "Brother, I haven't been home for the past two years, making you bear more hardships."

  Hanwen's gaze shrank slightly, as if he wasn't quite used to this kind of explicit expression of emotions. But in his heart, he was warmly enjoying it, squatting there with a coarse blue cloth jacket on him. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the distant rising sun, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and only when the light smoke drifted away did he say softly: "Are you leaving?"

  Han Yu nodded silently and suddenly said: "Brother, give me a cigarette."

  Han Wen glanced at him, took out the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket and tossed them over. Han Yu lit one up, took a puff, and the inferior tobacco flavor deeply entered his lungs, causing him to cough slightly twice, feeling that the chill around him had dissipated a lot!

  Korean smiled: "If you don't smoke, it's better not to learn, it's bad for your body."

  Han Yu waved his hand and slowed down the force, lightly drawing. The scarlet flames became charming and bright, revealing spirit.

  Learning Korean, Han Yu puffed out a wisp of smoke, and the two brothers lazed around in the sun, smoking.

  After smoking half a cigarette, Han Yu finally spoke up: "After I leave, everything at home will be relying on you. Grandpa and grandma are getting old, dad and mom's bodies aren't well either, you... don't overexert yourself either."

  "What's the point of saying this?" Han Wen crouched in front, without turning his head, said: "As long as I'm still your brother, you can go out and make a name for yourself, don't worry about home!"

  After a pause, Han Wen smiled lightly and said: "Brother also knows that the outside world is good, the scenery is good, but brother doesn't have the ability to go see it. You've been smarter than me since you were young, more promising than me, do well, and in the future, tell me what you've seen and heard, then I'll be like I've seen it too."

  Han Yu sucked in a mouthful of smoke, his face suddenly flushing bright red, but he gritted his teeth and didn't cough.

  He vowed to take his elder brother to all the places he wanted to go and see all the scenery he wanted to see.

  He swore.

  His son sent the money in the afternoon, but he didn't drive his Hyundai, instead he took a Changhe.

  "This is one hundred thousand yuan!" His son handed over the money to Han Yu, who then stopped the car at the village entrance without getting out.

  Han Yu didn't answer, but instead looked at him and said softly, "Why isn't your car open?"

  "My car? This is my car, it turns out that the other car was the boss's and he temporarily took it back." His son chuckled and put the money in his pocket, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I still have things to do, so I won't go down. Here's my phone number, if you encounter anything in the county town, you can give me a call. Although I don't dare say that everything can be solved, at least it's somewhat familiar."

  Han Yu's heart warmed up and she said softly: "Thank you."

  His son rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, I've grown up with your brothers since we were kids, so why be polite to me?"

  Han Yu nodded and turned around to walk towards the car. Some things aren't meant to be said in words, but rather kept in one's heart.

  After getting off the bus, Han Yu suddenly turned around and said: "After the oil refinery is built, will it recruit workers in the village?"

  His son's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, and he forced a smile: "Recruit, recruit? Is there anyone in your family who wants to work?"

  "No, I was just casually asking." Han Yu paused for a moment before saying softly.

  His son closed the car door with a long "oh" sound, and slowly drove away. Han Yu stood still for a moment, furrowed his brow, then headed home.

  He himself has a lot of things on his plate and doesn't have the energy to figure out what exactly happened with his son!

  "Hey, Gezi, why don't you tell this jinx that the boss only agreed to compensate 500,000 yuan? That 500,000 yuan was taken out of your own pocket after selling the car?" The younger brother in the front seat turned his head and looked at Gezi with a somewhat tired expression.

  Since then, they have given Han Yu a nickname called "jinx" when drinking.

  "Hmm." His son lazily responded with a single sound.

  "At least you should tell him that the boss has already cancelled the oil refinery plan! He's like that, obviously wanting you to arrange someone for him!"

  His son's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and he said coldly, "Just drive your car, what's with all the nonsense?"

  That little brother patted the horse's buttocks, with a face full of confusion, he muttered to himself in his heart, but didn't dare speak again, and honestly started the car.

  His son gently closed his eyes, and a faint fatigue and sorrow appeared on his face. He had been working hard, desperately trying to make ends meet, just thinking that one day he could do something for himself while earning money, and also take care of that poor and backward little village!

  Whether it's idealistic naivety or ambitious vanity. The dreams that were once infinitely close, now suddenly seem distant...

  When Han Yu took the money back home, everyone in his family was there.

  "Dad, Mom, I've brought the money," Han Yu said, placing a thick stack of cash wrapped in a black plastic bag on the table beside him.

  Han Yu's father leaned against the doorframe puffing on his dry pipe and slightly moved his eyelids: "How much?"

  "One hundred thousand!"

  Silence.

  He lightly tapped the pipe on the ground at the entrance: "Damn it, isn't that too much?"

  "Uh-huh!" In the house, Han Yu's mother said without lifting her head: "The village has given us four rooms of foundation, one more than before. Our new house, the total cost is only 700,000 yuan, even if we need to pay compensation fees, 750,000 yuan is enough."

  "This compensation, I think we can forget about it. Xiao Tian, count out 30,000 yuan and later I'll go with you to give it to his parents! They're all just kids, making money isn't easy!" Han Yu's father said quietly, putting away the pipe.

  Han Tian immediately walked over, and the 30,000 yuan was picked up. Han Yu's father didn't even glance at it, using his coarse hands like old tree bark to pick it up and walk away.

  "Dad!" Han Yu raised an eyebrow and shouted.

  "Never mind about this matter." His father took a glance at him and walked out with his tobacco pouch.

  Han Tian chuckled and patted Han Yu's shoulder with his thick hand: "Still listen to Dad!"

  He walked out saying that. Seeing all his hard work go down the drain, Han Yu let out a bitter laugh: "Mom..."

  "You child, your father and I both know you're doing it for the family's good, but 100,000 yuan is indeed too much." Han Yu's mother straightened her waist and gently patted her lower back.

  "Hey, isn't our family short of money for building a house?"

  "Although we are short of money at home, your father and I, and your brother can go out to earn it. Besides, the house being demolished was indeed a requirement from above, and the village has already compensated us with four rooms' worth of foundation. We are fellow villagers, if we take more money than that, how will others look at you in the future? Your father is also afraid that you'll be ridiculed! Alright, you can leave tomorrow to go chat with your grandparents, and tonight we'll make dumplings for dinner!"

  Han Yu nodded and slowly walked out. However, her heart was like a lotus pond that had been blown by the wind, with ripples spreading densely.

  Thirty thousand dollars, in the eyes of his parents and elder brother, is not worth another person's glance at him...

  Thanks to Xiaomi, Xiao Ou and Xue Ye brothers for their strong support. Ji Dao updates four chapters every day, no rest on holidays, haha...