i Shanji, Chinatown

As the car slowly stopped, Kang Xiaoting quickly observed the surrounding situation, he walked to the rear door, and waited for Su Mingjin to come around from the other side before he opened the door

"Don't be nervous, it's all my former neighbors nearby"

Although Yan Bo seemed very relaxed, the two bodyguards did not dare to be a little careless

Chinatown is still the same as it was more than 100 years ago, with narrow streets, two- and three-storey buildings on both sides, alleys leading in all directions, shops standing next to each other, and people shuttling and going

"Lao Chen, I'm coming to see you again"

A man who looked to be in his fifties and had a scar on his face walked out of the fruit shop

"Lao Chen, how is business today?" Yanbo took Mu Hua into the fruit shop, "This is my daughter Mu Hua, when I was young, you also hugged her Mu Hua, call Uncle Chen"

"Uncle Chen!" Mu Hua screamed a little awkwardly, probably not remembering who this "Uncle Chen" was

"I was still a little girl at the time, but now I've grown so big" The shopkeeper looked at Mu Hua with a smile, "You guys sit down, I'll make tea for you"

"Lao Chen, don't bother" Yanbo picked up an apple, "I'll bring my daughter back to have a look, help me wrap a few apples and oranges"

The shopkeeper immediately took out a paper bag and filled it with a few apples and oranges

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"It's rare for you to come back, how can I ask you for money?"

"Where are you polite to me?" Hikohiro stuffed the money into the owner's hand, "Next time, next time, I'll invite you to dinner"

"Then you walk slowly and come back often to sit when you have time"

Leaving the fruit shop with his daughter, Hikohiro walked along the street towards the front

"Dad, who is that Uncle Chen?"

"You don't remember?" Yanbo glanced at his daughter, "Also, you were less than two years old at the time, and Lao Chen grew up with me, when I was a child, I was often bullied by white children, and he helped me fight to see that scar on his face?" ”

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"It was left over when we were seven years old, when he got into a fight with a fat white guy who bullied me" Yan Bo sighed, "Later, I wanted to help him and let him move to New York, he said that he was used to living here and didn't want to go to New York, I didn't force him After all, everyone has their own ambitions"

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"Alright, here we are" Yan Bo stopped outside a closed building, "Mu Hua, this is the ancestral house left by your great-grandfather"

"I remember, when I was five years old, you brought me back"

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The inside is pitch black, at a glance, you can tell that no one has been here for a long time, Yan Bora turned on the electric lights, the screen inside the door is covered with dust, the tables and chairs are still placed in place, there are two obvious traces on the aisle, the red paint on the pillars has peeled off a lot, and there are black oil stains on the threshold of the kitchen

In an instant, Hikohiro seemed to see his grandfather who was busy at the counter and his father, who was receiving guests at the door

"Dad...... Daddy......"

After being shaken a few times by his daughter, Yanbo came back to his senses, "Mu Hua, do you know where this is?" ”

"As you just said, this is our family's ancestral home"

+; When my father came to the United States and opened this Chinese restaurant, my family lived here with a hall below, a private room on the second floor, a private room on the third floor, and a small garden at the back."

"Dad, you told me about this before, and you said that you often went to the kitchen to mistreat and steal food"

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"Dad, what's wrong with you? You've been so abnormal these days, is there something on your mind? ”

"Mu Hua, there are some things I haven't told you" Yan Bo's gaze swept over the kitchen, "Actually, when your grandfather took us out of Los Angeles, he sold this restaurant to someone else until more than twenty years later, and I bought it back and renovated it as it was."

"Dad, you don't want to retire and come back and be a restaurateur, do you?"

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Seeing that his father's expression was very serious, Mu Hua quickly shook his head, not daring to joke anymore

"This cupboard," Yan Bo shuddered as he put his hand on the cupboard, "It took me five years to find it, and I bought it back for ten times the price"

"It's an antique?" As soon as the words came out, Mu Hua knew that he had said something wrong

"Originally, I didn't plan to tell you these things, after all, the suffering of the previous generation should not be added to the next generation

It's just ......" Yan Bo sighed, "Dad thinks that there are many things you should know and must know, because you are the same as Dad, and you have the same blood flowing in your body."

Seeing his father's sad look, Mu Hua dared to speak casually

"Know why your grandfather took us out of Lo

Moving your family to New York? Yan Bo turned, "Because it was in the same year, the same age when you first returned to your ancestral house, your great-grandfather fell here."

Following the direction of Yan Bo's finger, Mu Hua looked towards the threshold of the kitchen

"Your great-grandfather was beaten to death by several Ku Klux Klan thugs, and I was hiding in it at the time," Yan Bo pointed to the cupboard, "Seeing my grandfather die at the hands of the thugs In order to protect me, your great-grandfather desperately did not let the thugs enter the kitchen, until now, I can't forget the eyes of my grandfather when he was dying, I didn't cry or scream, I just secretly swore that I would let the thugs who killed your great-grandfather taste blood!" ”

After speaking, Yan Bo took a long breath and controlled his slightly trembling body

"Have they all been brought to justice?" Mu Hua was also very excited

"Brought to justice!?" Yan Bo smiled coldly, "In those days, we Chinese were third-class citizens, and no one would seek justice for the Chinese.

"Those thugs ......"

"They have all been punished as they deserve," Yan Bo's face suddenly turned cold, "I said that I would let the murderers of your great-grandfather taste the blood of their murderers, and they suffered ten or a hundred times more than your great-grandfather!" ”

"Dad...... You...... You ......" Mu Hua couldn't believe his ears

"Isn't that incredible?"

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"Any idea why I'm telling you this?"

"Dad, you said that in fact, ......" Mu Hua hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Actually, we can't use the things of decades ago to measure the current system, after all, society is progressing, and the rights and interests of the Chinese are protected, otherwise how could you have the current achievements?" ”

"Do you think I'm a gift from the United States for what I'm doing now?"

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+; Listening to a legend, a story that ordinary people can only see in fiction

"Now, do you think the United States is still the ideal country that you usually know is full of dreams, where everything can be achieved through hard work, and where everyone is equal?"

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"Perhaps, you want to know, Daddy's purpose for telling you these things, right?"

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