Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Xiao Zhifei was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Can an individual start a film studio now?"

There were many film companies in Shanghai during the Republic of China, but after the outbreak of the war, most of them went bankrupt, and a few moved to Hong Kong. After liberation, there were only a few film companies left, and finally they all became state-owned.

Has the policy changed again, allowing individuals to set up companies?

"Dad, of course not in Shanghai. Sister Qingqing will go to Hong Kong to organize it, and jointly produce a movie with a film studio in the mainland. Then we father and daughter can act in a movie together." Xiao Yingyue said with a smile.

Ever since she found her father, she has had a constant smile on her face and is cheerful every day.

"Uncle Xiao, this is what Yingyue meant. You and Jin Yinghui both have relatives overseas. You can apply to settle in Hong Kong and then return to Shanghai to live when filming. What do you think?" Xia Qingqing asked with a smile.

"Can I really go to Hong Kong City?"

Xiao Zhifei looked excited. To be honest, he now regretted not following his father to Gangcheng.

Although his stepmother was not kind to him, she never tried to kill him. At most, she just didn't want to share his property. But after experiencing all these years of suffering, he has figured out that no amount of money is as important as life.

If he had gone to Hong Kong with his father back then, he would not have suffered these hardships.

Xia Qingqing smiled and nodded, "Of course, Jin Yinghui has already applied, and there will probably be a result after the new year. You can ask him for the specific process."

"Okay, I was able to come back thanks to Yinghui and Lin Jianguo, I have to thank them very much!"

Xiao Zhifei looked happy. He was not very interested in settling in Gangcheng now. His suffering was over. No matter how good Gangcheng was, it was not as good as Shanghai.

But he wanted to find his father. He hadn't been in touch with him for many years and didn't know how his father was doing.

Then he wanted to act, but he had no other talents. Although his daughter could earn money, he was not too old to be unable to move, so he had to go out to work and earn money.

"Dad, I wrote a letter to Grandpa and asked Grandpa Xia to take it to him. Grandpa Xia said that Grandpa is in good health and often meets with old friends and sings from time to time."

Xiao Yingyue saw what her father was thinking and mentioned her grandfather.

"Did your grandfather reply?" Xiao Zhifei asked excitedly.

Xiao Yingyue shook her head, and his expression darkened.

"Uncle Xiao, letters from Hong Kong aren't delivered that quickly. Maybe the reply is already on the way. My grandfather said that Mr. Xiao is in good health, and his singing skills and figure are still as good as before. You don't have to worry." Xia Qingqing comforted him.

"I'm not worried. As long as he's in good health, I'm relieved."

Xiao Zhifei nodded vigorously, his eyes turned red. He turned his head away and wiped them with his sleeve.

"Dad, there is one more thing. Grandpa did leave behind a treasure. I found it. It's a box of gold bars. I deposited it in the bank. I'll give it to you later. Keep it!"

Xiao Yingyue mentioned the box of gold bars again. She had asked Xia Qingqing to keep it for her before. After returning from the northwest, Xia Qingqing returned it to her and temporarily kept it in the bank.

"No need to give it to me, just keep it. Your Aunt Ma and I don't need it."

Xiao Zhifei looked very surprised. He didn't expect that his father actually left the treasure behind.

He recalled what his father said when he left. Now thinking about it carefully, it was indeed full of mystery. His father also said that going to Hong Kong City was only a temporary measure, and he must return to his roots in the future. So his father told him that no matter how difficult it was, he must not sell the house and must keep it.

"Dad, talk to Aunt Ma and don't always make decisions on your own."

Xiao Yingyue glanced at Ma Shanxing and reminded her father.

Ma Shanxing has no relatives or friends in Shanghai, so she and her father should be nicer to her.

Xiao Zhifei smiled, turned his head and spoke a few words to Ma Shanxing. He spoke in the northwestern dialect. Ma Shanxing could not speak Mandarin and could not understand Shanghai dialect, so she did not know about the gold bars.

When she heard that there was a box of gold bars left by Xiao Yingyue's grandfather and asked her what to do with them, she was so scared that she waved her hands repeatedly and said in panic: "I don't know anything. Since the gold bars belong to my father-in-law, I will keep them for Yingyue as a dowry. You and I won't spend much money on food and drink. After we settle down, I will find some work outside, and I won't need the gold bars!"

Moreover, she had a thousand hot dollars in her pocket. Ma Shanxing felt that she could never spend it all in her lifetime, so why would she need gold bars?

Xiao Zhifei translated her words. Xiao Yingyue couldn't help laughing. She felt that Ma Shanxing was too honest. Fortunately, neither she nor her father were bad people. Otherwise, Ma Shanxing would be alone in Shanghai and would not say a word even if she was bullied to death.

"Then just put it in the bank. Take a good rest today and buy some clothes tomorrow. There's no rush for work. We can talk about everything after the New Year."

Xiao Yingyue showed the aura of the head of the family. Xiao Zhifei looked at his daughter with a smile, feeling comforted but also a little sad.

Before he knew it, his daughter had grown into a responsible young lady, but he had missed her growth period.

"I want to go see Xiao Zhiguang, is that okay?" Xiao Zhifei asked.

He wanted to ask Xiao Zhiguang in person what the deep hatred was that made him plot against him like this and must kill him!

"I'll make a phone call and ask the detention center to make arrangements. Dad, you and Aunt Ma can rest first. I'll call you when it's time for dinner."

Xiao Yingyue wanted to call Zuo Yang. It would be faster if she had someone she knew well, so she could visit him the next day.

Xiao Zhifei nodded. He was indeed tired after sitting on the train for several days and nights.

"Yingyue, are you there?"

Song Chunlan was calling downstairs, holding a list in her hand.

"Yes, what's up, Sister Chunlan?"

Xiao Yingyue stuck her head out of the window.

"Here is your remittance slip and letter, sent from Hong Kong City. The remitter is Xiao Xunmei." Song Chunlan said loudly.

"It's your grandfather. I'll go down and get it."

Xiao Zhifei jumped up excitedly and rushed downstairs, running faster than any young man. After a while, he rushed in front of Song Chunlan.

Song Chunlan handed him the letter and the remittance slip and said with a smile, "Uncle Xiao, I'm going home. Let's have dinner together tonight."

"Hey, thank you!"

Xiao Zhifei's voice was trembling with excitement.

"You're welcome. Yingyue and I are sisters."

Song Chunlan smiled slightly and walked back quickly.

Xiao Zhifei resisted the urge to open the letter and went back to his room to open it. When he saw his father's beautiful regular script, tears instantly flowed down his face.

"It was written by my father. His handwriting is still the same as before."

"Dad, please stop crying. Your tears have blurred the words."

Xiao Yingyue snatched the letter and read it. This letter was written to her. Xiao Xunmei said that he already knew that Xiao Zhifei was in trouble. Besides being sad, he felt pity for his granddaughter. However, he was far away in Hong Kong City and was unable to help. He could only send some money, hoping to make Xiao Yingyue's life better.

Xiao Xunmei also asked Xiao Yingyue to apply to go to Gangcheng to live with him. The letter was not long, and the handwriting was discontinuous in some places. It was obvious that Xiao Xunmei was not in a calm mood when he wrote the letter.

Xiao Xunmei must have felt very sad to see her son die before her.

After reading the letter, Xiao Zhifei held his head and burst into tears, but he soon calmed down and said that he would apply as soon as possible to go to Gangcheng to reunite with his family.

The next morning, Xiao Yingyue took her father to the detention center. After not seeing him for a few days, Xiao Zhiguang had aged a lot. His hair had turned completely white, his eyes were dull and he had no desire to live.

Seeing Xiao Zhiguang like this, Xiao Zhifei suddenly didn't hate him so much anymore.

The enemy actually didn't have a good life. Although he almost died, he now has a virtuous wife by his side, his daughter is also very promising, and she will soon be reunited with her father. From this point of view, God is still fair.

"You're really not dead? Haha... you've planned everything!"

When he saw Xiao Zhifei, Xiao Zhiguang's expression changed drastically, and then he laughed wildly. He had been planning for more than twenty years, but in the end, everything was in vain. He became a lonely man and his life would not last long.

He was so unwilling to accept the ending like this after all his scheming!

Xiao Zhiguang turned and left. He had nothing to say. He would die after the Lantern Festival, and he just wanted to spend the last years of his life alone.

Looking at his old back, Xiao Zhifei sighed. Now that the person is dead and gone, the grudge is over.