Xia Da Jun was indeed in a wheelchair.
His rehabilitation wasn’t finished when he was brought from Hong Kong.
He didn’t yet know that the entire Xia family was now counting on him for support. From Hong Kong to Yang Cheng, and then from Yang Cheng to Peng Cheng, they hadn’t rested at all, traveling at the fastest possible speed.
Young Master had spent so much money on him, with the daily medical expenses in Hong Kong being considerable. Xia Da Jun thought he finally had a chance to repay this debt.
He had no time to deal with his fellow villager Xiao Yu. After getting off the plane, he was taken directly to Du Zhao Hui.
Du Zhao Hui felt his plan wasn’t working well, but now that Xia Da Jun was here, he still met with him.
Xia Xiao Lan wasn’t Kang Wei’s girlfriend – this surprised Du Zhao Hui, but looking at Xia Xiao Lan’s situation, she was still quite valued.
Du Zhao Hui couldn’t figure out Xia Xiao Lan’s angle. According to Xia Da Jun, the Xia family were just poor rural farmers, yet Xia Xiao Lan seemed very familiar with Mayor Tang, had close relations with the Kang family, and now there was a boyfriend in the military.
Du Zhao Hui felt that this trouble might be resolved by approaching Xia Xiao Lan – she was like a link connecting all relevant parties!
Upon seeing Xia Da Jun, Du Zhao Hui expressed his regret:
“I’m sorry I couldn’t send your daughter to Hong Kong.”
Xia Da Jun became anxious: “Young Master, how could you blame yourself? It was Xiao Lan who didn’t want to go… I didn’t think it through, I forgot she still had to attend school!”
Du Zhao Hui secretly sneered. Even without school, Xia Xiao Lan wouldn’t have gone to Hong Kong.
He hadn’t understood before, but Young Master Du now saw clearly that Xia Xiao Lan had already used a woman’s most effective weapon to secure powerful backing. Xia Da Jun’s daughter was truly different from her father’s pig-headed nature!
So, Xia Xiao Lan had decisively refused to go to Hong Kong, believing she could develop better on the mainland.
Du Zhao Hui sighed, “Da Jun, now it’s not just a misunderstanding between you and your daughter, I’m afraid she blames me too.”
Du Zhao Hui explained about the accident. He wasn’t driving the car, any responsibility lay with the driver. He, Du Zhao Hui, wasn’t a petty person – he would pay whatever compensation was due, absolutely according to Hong Kong’s economic standards.
Why couldn’t both sides just sit down and talk properly, instead of being so confrontational? This wouldn’t solve any conflicts.
Du Zhao Hui’s account startled Xia Da Jun repeatedly. When he heard that Du Zhao Hui’s car had injured Xia Xiao Lan, he nervously gripped his wheelchair’s armrests. Only when he heard Xia Xiao Lan had just minor scrapes did he begin to calm down.
Du Zhao Hui asked him, “Da Jun, don’t you think I’m right?”
“Yes!”
As long as no one was seriously hurt, why be so aggressive? Du Zhao Hui wouldn’t lie – Young Master never drove himself.
Thinking of Xia Xiao Lan’s personality, Xia Da Jun also felt a headache coming on. Xia Xiao Lan had always been competitive, refusing to let go of others’ mistakes. Just like he and Liu Fen didn’t need to divorce – what couple doesn’t argue? It’s always the man of the house who has the final say.
Who gets divorced over such small matters?
The family might have favored Zi Yu, but that was understandable. At that time, Zi Yu was the family’s pride and hope. Xiao Lan wasn’t ambitious, so naturally the family would favor Zi Yu… Xia Da Jun felt the Xia family’s biggest mistake was blaming Xiao Lan for seducing her brother-in-law without first clarifying matters between Wang Jian Hua and Zi Yu.
Even with misunderstandings and anger, they shouldn’t have failed to take her to the hospital after she hit the wall.
Old Lady Xia said the family had no money, which Xia Da Jun could understand, but when life was at stake, couldn’t they have borrowed from neighbors? No wonder Xiao Lan’s heart had grown cold.
Ultimately, all conflicts arose from lack of money. If he had been earning 3,000 Hong Kong dollars monthly back then, or even 300 yuan, none of this would have happened! But now things were different – his salary could resolve these conflicts. There was no need to play favorites anymore; whether it was sending his niece to school or spending on his daughter Xia Xiao Lan, he had enough money.
After being away for a year, Xia Da Jun had no idea the Xia family had fallen apart. He had already planned how to divide his salary into several parts.
It was good that Du Zhao Hui had called him from Hong Kong now – he could give money to Xiao Lan.
Xia Da Jun had only one confusion: after not seeing her for a year, why were things so complicated around Xia Xiao Lan?
Xia Xiao Lan actually knew Mayor Tang.
What was the situation with the injured Kang Wei? How did Xia Xiao Lan end up in a car with a male companion on Peng Cheng’s streets? Where did she meet these friends who would confront Young Master without hesitation – did this girl even know Young Master’s background?
Du Zhao Hui was loyal and treated his subordinates well, but he was also dangerous.
Xia Da Jun knew that when Young Master was unhappy, he might have people tied up and thrown into the sea. He was frightened that Xia Xiao Lan had provoked Du Zhao Hui:
“Young Master, that girl doesn’t know any better, please don’t hold it against her…”
“For your sake, why would I quarrel with a girl? Now it’s about how to resolve this matter. Da Jun, can you help me?”
Xia Da Jun nodded vigorously: “Young Master, you speak, I’ll listen to whatever you say!”
…
Xia Xiao Lan hadn’t expected that in the time it took to have a meal, Xia Da Jun would arrive at the hospital.
The meal was very formal. Host Kang Lian Ming wasn’t witty, and with Kang Wei still lying in the hospital ward, nobody’s mind was really on the food.
At this meal, Kang Lian Ming first thanked Xia Xiao Lan. The hospital staff had told him how Xia Xiao Lan, disregarding her injuries, had insisted on getting Kang Wei to the hospital for emergency treatment. Not trusting Du Zhao Hui’s arrangements, she stayed outside the emergency room herself and decisively called Tang Hong En.
“This toast is to Xiao Lan, thank you for your dedication to Kang Wei. His life was saved thanks to your quick thinking!”
“Uncle Kang, you’re too kind!”
Xia Xiao Lan certainly couldn’t drink alcohol now, so she had to use tea instead. She couldn’t even lift the teacup herself and needed Zhou Cheng’s help.
Kang Lian Ming’s second thanks went to Tang Hong En.
“Mayor Tang, Comrade Hong En, I toast to you in gratitude for not siding with the Hong Kong businessman at this crucial moment! I know that attracting investment is now the Special Zone’s top priority for development, those with money to invest are all VIPs, and Cheng Rong Group’s investment in Peng Cheng is substantial – you as mayor must be under great pressure.”
“Comrade Lian Ming, you give me too much credit. Right and wrong aren’t determined by who has more money. If anyone else had come to me for help, I would certainly help if I could. If we must distinguish between people’s worth, I believe a martyr’s orphan is more precious than a rich merchant’s son.”
That was exactly how Tang Hong En felt.
For martyrs who sacrificed themselves for their country and people, if even their posthumous children had to yield before capital, it would be too disheartening. If this precedent were set, who would dare join the army and sacrifice for the greater good in the future?
If money was all that mattered, why bother protecting the country – better to focus on making money!
Tang Hong En’s words brought tears to Xie Yun’s eyes.
With tears in her eyes, she thought of how her husband never had the chance to see their child born, but now, people still remembered her husband and respected him.