Chickens and dogs fly in chaos and rebirth

Chapter 62

He flatly refused: "No need, just throw it away."

The shop assistant was taken aback.

The shoes in my hand were a bit dirty, but they were still very new and undamaged, not to mention they were quite valuable.

He asked for directions to the fruit market, went straight out of the main store, pushed open the glass door, stood under the big sign, and looked around the bustling commercial street. He felt that Guangzhou was indeed a bit bigger and more prosperous than Huaiqiao City, but not as comfortable.

Yin Yeyao sat in the back seat, staring blankly out the car window. As they passed familiar places, she habitually went to see the Mocha Cat flagship store, but suddenly froze.

Under the Mocha Cat sign stood a teenager with a buzz cut, clean and neat, slightly tired, squinting as he surveyed the business district and passersby.

It looks very familiar...

The car quickly drove through the bustling city, leaving the Mocha Cat flagship store behind.

He stroked his chin, pondering silently, "Who could it be? That familiar feeling..."

Soon someone came to ask: "Young Master, the Chairman said he would like you to review and sign the financial statements for this quarter."

So they put their doubts aside.

After observing the shops and pedestrians in Guangzhou for a while, and making a rough note of them to describe to Qiu Shanglin when I got back, I rested for a bit and then headed straight for the fruit market.

The second to last one...

However, when Li Changsheng arrived at the fruit market with directions from passersby, he was dumbfounded.

Which one is the second to last?

Rows and rows, around corners and around corners, my goodness, how many second-to-last houses are there?

I wanted to pick any restaurant, but I was afraid it wouldn't be good. After hesitating for a while, I stomped my foot and went back to the Mocha Cat flagship store. I didn't go in, but just sat on the stone steps at the entrance to wait.

More than two hours later, he saw two young women from the bus walking into the main store, chatting and laughing. His eyes lit up, and he wanted to follow them in immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to go in. Instead, he stood up, dusted himself off, and waited.

Fifteen minutes later, they finally came out.

Changsheng went to greet them, startling the two men. When one of them recognized him, he exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, aren't you the one from the car..."

He immediately clutched his bag warily: "What do you want to do!"

He quickly explained, "I heard you say that the fruit from the second-to-last stall in the fruit market is delicious, but..."

They were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, covering their mouths and pointing at Changsheng with glee.

Chang Sheng was neither annoyed nor flustered; he simply and sincerely touched the back of his head, displaying utmost humility.

As we walked, the two women kept asking, "Aren't you a local?"

"No." His expression was honest and sincere.

"My ancestral home is Shantou, but I grew up in the north. My parents both work in Guangzhou, and I'm here to visit relatives. My mom asked me to go to Shanghai to see my maternal grandmother, who loves durian. I was thinking of buying some good durians for her, but I'm not familiar with Guangzhou. I only found out because I heard you talking on the bus..."

His performance won another round of laughter and praise from the two women.

They bought durians and several kilograms of lychees at a discounted price for regular customers. Because durians have thorns, and they were worried that the thorns might injure Li Changsheng, they specifically asked the shop owner to find some cotton and foam to wrap the durians to prevent any accidents.

When they learned that Li Changsheng was only thirteen years old, they were both astonished. They also felt that his mother was really too indifferent to her son's safety, actually letting a thirteen-year-old child go to Shanghai to visit relatives on his own.

Overcome by maternal instinct, she treated Li Changsheng to a meal, took him to the train station, asked an acquaintance to buy him a ticket, and escorted him to the platform.

Li Jiao—the one wearing the Mocha Cat pants—revealed after our conversation that we were from the same family five hundred years ago. She said with some concern, "If you could have waited three to five days, you could have gone to Shanghai with my cousin, and he could have taken care of you. It's a two- or three-day train journey, so be careful on the road!"

Zhu Xilan, another woman, handed him the bread, instant noodles, and drinks she had just bought with him, and instructed him: "Be very careful, keep your valuables with you at all times, and don't leave them on the seat even if you need to use the restroom."

Li Jiao looked at the durian and lychee he was carrying: "Lychees don't last long, so I specially picked some that are half-ripe for you. They should last until you get to Shanghai. You should eat the ripe ones on the train, otherwise they'll spoil."

Chang Sheng nodded in agreement.

She took out Mocha Cat's VIP membership card and handed it to Li Jiao: "Sister, keep this. It can be used in the north, but I don't know if it can be used in the south."

Li Jiao refused and forcefully shoved the card back into his hand: "Getting a card isn't cheap. We're helping you because we get along well, we don't want anything from you!"

Chang Sheng insisted, "I know, but it's no use for me to have it, and besides, I might not even be able to use it—you're girls, you like buying clothes!"

Seeing his insistence, the two looked at each other and accepted it.

Li Jiao left him her home phone number and address, telling him to call her when he got to Shanghai and to visit her when he returned to Guangzhou.

He thanked the train conductor profusely and asked him to take care of him before reluctantly getting off the train.

As the train slowly started moving, Changsheng waved goodbye to the two older sisters he had just met outside the window, unable to express his feelings.

Gratitude and guilt, mixed together.

I shouldn't have lied to them; I was lying until the very end...

Clutching the address in my hand, I decided that once I found Brother Hua, I would call them to reassure them of our safety and also to tell the truth and apologize.

He opened his backpack to take out the note with the address written on it, but as soon as he unzipped it, he froze.

Twenty yuan had been stuffed into my bag without my noticing.

Changsheng leaned against the window and looked back, but he could no longer see the platform or the two kind-hearted young women.

It turns out, just as Qiu Shanglin said, that most people in the world are kind...

With gratitude and anticipation, Li Changsheng swayed rhythmically with the train, while the Qiu family and the Li family in Shantou were nearly driven mad with worry.

Two days, it's been two days, and there's still no word from them.

Once again, I sadly put down the microphone and ended my contact with Brother Hua.

He asked Yin Yeyao for help. The Li family said that the last person to see Li Changsheng was on a bus from Shantou to Guangzhou. It was very likely that he went to Guangzhou. Shang Lin contacted the Guangzhou office and factory staff to help search for him. At the same time, he thought of Yin Yeyao, who had deep roots in the south. He asked Hua Ge for help and was told that Yin Yeyao was about to fly to Shanghai but would ask someone to help him. He was slightly relieved.

The elementary school graduation exams were over, but Li Changsheng missed them. Qiu Shanglin was distracted and didn't even know what he answered. Fortunately, it wasn't the middle school or college entrance exams; with a little effort, they weren't worried about him not getting into school—as long as they found Li Changsheng!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but grit my teeth again.

Why do you think he went to Guangzhou?

She has already bought a train ticket to Shanghai and will leave tomorrow to meet up with Brother Hua first, then fly directly to Guangzhou to try and find someone.

Qiu Xialin, always clinging to her mother, insisted on going. In the past, Zhang Hongwei would have slapped him long ago. Fortunately, the whole family was worried and anxious, feeling as if they had lost their own son. After he kept arguing for a few days, with Shanglin's tacit approval, she finally agreed. What else could she do but agree? Was she going to let him secretly go to Li Changsheng and lose another son?

One morning, Hua Zi received a call from the hotel front desk. The operator said that someone claiming to be Mr. Li was looking for him. Hua Zi was puzzled because he hadn't been in contact with anyone with the surname Li recently. The operator asked the caller to be transferred to an extension. The person introduced himself, and Hua Zi almost went crazy.

Li Changsheng!

The other party just said their name

He practically roared, "Where are you?!"

Chang Sheng was taken aback by his strong reaction and paused for a moment before replying, "The train station, outside, in a phone booth."

Hua Zi roared, "You stay right there and don't go anywhere! I'm coming to find you right now!"

He hurriedly hung up the phone, not even bothering to wash his face, and just threw on a pair of shoes before heading to his car. The hotel receptionist was surprised to see that the guest, who always paid great attention to his attire, was wearing a leather shoe on his left foot and a slipper on his right.

When the car arrived at the place the two had agreed upon, he saw a person leaning against the wall from afar, with his schoolbag at his feet and a large bag in his arms, looking around from time to time.

Although he had only met him a few times and he had changed a lot, Hua Zi still recognized him at a glance as Li Changsheng.

He got out of the car, ran over in a few steps, grabbed her, and threatened, "You little brat, don't even think about running away again!"

Chang Sheng was surprised. "Run? I won't run."

I only ran away when my parents came to arrest me. You're one of Qiu Shanglin's people, how could I possibly run away?

Stinky durian

Hua Zi stayed at the Jing'an Hotel, a four-star hotel, in a standard room. He was a regular customer, enjoying discounts and was used to staying there. He also liked the atmosphere of the Jing'an Hotel. Although he had made a small fortune with Qiu Shanglin a few days ago, he still wasn't used to staying in more luxurious hotels.

Helplessly glancing back at the person fast asleep on the bed, I held up the microphone and whispered my reply:

"yes."

"That's right."

"I picked him up from the train station. It took three days by train from Guangzhou to Shanghai."

"He was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. I noticed his eyes were dark circles; it looked like he hadn't slept at all."