Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

I had imagined countless possibilities, but I never expected that the truth would be so cruel.

Qin Jingru's child turned out to be Chen Fei's.

He waved his fists angrily, as if he wanted to shatter this cruel reality.

But the reality was like an iron wall that trapped him tightly.

His attack was only met with a severe suppression by the prison guards, and he was thrown into solitary confinement.

In the darkness of the solitary confinement cell, Xu Damao's thoughts were like a wild horse running wildly.

He was unwilling to be defeated by reality.

I must find a way to escape, find Qin Jingru, and find out the truth of all this.

He began to plan a prison break. On the surface, he obeyed the prison guards' orders, but secretly he was looking for an opportunity to escape.

Only by escaping can you have a chance to uncover the mystery of all this.

Finally, he found an opportunity while working outside digging a canal.

The tired look of the prison guard became his opportunity to escape.

He pretended to be sick, his face turned pale, his voice trembled, and he asked the prison guard to let him go to the toilet.

The prison guard frowned, but finally agreed to take him to a secluded place.

Xu Damao's heart was pounding and he felt that he was only one step away from freedom.

He followed closely behind the prison guard, but his steps became heavier and heavier.

Once you step out of this door, there's no going back.

Only by escaping from here can we find Qin Jingru and uncover the mystery of all this.

Finally, they came to the hiding place.

Xu Damao's heart was beating wildly, like a dead leaf swept by a strong wind, swaying in the darkness and silence.

Standing in front of the door to freedom, my palms were already wet, and the fear and expectation in my heart were intertwined into a chaos.

He pretended to stagger, but his pale face concealed a cunning plan.

The prison guard's fatigue seemed to be the key to his escape. He carefully took advantage of this negligence and paved the way for his escape.

Finally, he stepped out of the door, as if he had crossed the boundary between life and death.

He didn't dare look back and could only run forward with all his might. The sound of his heartbeat roared in his ears, inspiring him like a war drum.

However, his escape was not as smooth as expected.

The prison guards soon discovered his disappearance, and the alarm sounded sharply through the sky, like an arrow shooting into his heart.

I can only run even more frantically, as if this is the only way to escape the pursuit that follows me closely.

He fled to the side of the road, fatigue and hunger gnawing at his body like wild beasts.

Breaking into a house, frantically searching for food and clothing.

I didn't dare make any noise and could only carefully turn over the items in the house.

In the dark night, Xu Damao changed into women's clothes, his heart beating like a drum, with tension and fear intertwined.

He stole a small amount of money, but was discovered by the owner of the house when he was escaping.

He rushed out of the door in a panic, not daring to stop for fear of being caught up.

The moonlight was hazy and he took a bus back to the city.

Under the dim light inside the car, there were all kinds of people, including a bald man who behaved frivolously and his eyes wandered over Xu Damao.

Xu Damao felt a tightness in his heart, knowing that this outfit might lead to misunderstanding.

The bald man came closer and closer with a malicious smile on his face.

He leaned close to Xu Damao and whispered, "Little lady, how about playing with your brother tonight?"

Xu Damao was shocked but pretended to be calm and tried to dismiss the bald man with words.

But the bald man obviously didn't buy it. He reached out to grab Xu Damao's waist, but Xu Damao cleverly avoided it.

This scene attracted the attention of other people in the car.

Xu Damao was anxious and knew he had to get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Finally getting rid of the bald man, I got off the car quickly after it arrived in the city.

The night was as dark as water, concealing Xu Damao's traces and also hiding the anger in his heart.

He was like a cunning snake, shuttling through the shadows of the city, escaping from pursuit but never escaping from the hatred in his heart.

He hurried to the bustling market place with only one thought in his mind - revenge.

It was difficult to compete with everyone in the courtyard by himself, so he decided to seek help from outside.

He looked around and finally fixed his sights on a blacksmith shop.

He walked into the blacksmith shop, pretending to be an ordinary customer, and picked out a sharp butcher knife.

Holding the knife in his hand, he seemed to be holding the hope of revenge.

He quietly returned to the courtyard, hid in a remote corner, and waited quietly for the night to fall.

There was endless laughter and laughter.

Xu Damao's heart seemed to be wrapped in ice, cold and hard.

Holding the butcher knife tightly, he hid in the dark, staring at everyone who entered and left the courtyard with his eyes as sharp as torches.

Just then, a familiar figure came into his sight.

Qin Jingru, the woman who once made him deeply love but also hurt him deeply.

She was setting up a stall at the entrance of the alley, selling insoles, and the smile on her face bloomed like a spring flower.

He felt a mixture of pity and anger.

What makes me feel pity is Qin Jingru's current life, and what makes me angry is her betrayal.

He took a deep breath, gripped the knife handle tightly, and slowly walked towards Qin Jingru.

"Qin Jingru." Xu Damao's voice was low and cold, as if it came from hell.

The moment she saw Xu Damao, Qin Jingru’s face turned pale instantly.

She wanted to run away, but her feet seemed to be nailed down and she couldn't move.

"You...why are you here?"

Xu Damao sneered and said, "I'm here to settle accounts with you."

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on Xu Damao's face, reflecting the coldness and determination in his eyes.

Standing in front of Qin Jingru, it seemed as if a violent storm was about to come.

Trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart, she said in a low but powerful voice: "Qin Jingru, do you think you can betray me so easily and live the life you want?"

"I...I don't know what you're talking about."

Xu Damao sneered and slowly pulled out the sharp butcher knife from his arms. The knife light flickered in the moonlight, just like the rage burning in his heart.

"This knife is prepared for you." He spoke word by word, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Her eyes widened and she wanted to scream, but was frightened by Xu Damao's sharp gaze.

The moonlight grew brighter, and Qin Jingru's trembling was visible under the moonlight.

Xu Damao's eyes became increasingly cold, and the butcher knife in his hand emitted a sharp cold light under the moonlight.

Just then, a clear cry broke the tense atmosphere.

He is Qin Jingsheng.

The moment Xu Damao's gaze met Jingsheng, his expression paused slightly.

Thinking of the loving look I once gave to this child, that unintentional warmth now surged into my heart like a tide.

The knife in his hand seemed to become heavier.

Seeing this, Qin Jingru's eyes flashed with determination, and she mustered up the courage to say, "You misunderstood. Jingsheng is not your child, he is Chen Fei's."

The words fell like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Xu Damao was stunned, looking at the woman in front of him who had once made his heart beat, but now stood in front of him so firmly and confessed everything.

He felt both anger and confusion in his heart.

The knife in his hand flickered in the moonlight, but he was slow to drop it.

Qin Jingru felt relieved when she saw this.

Bet right.

Although Xu Damao has a bad temper, he is not a ruthless person.

"I betrayed you. But I never thought of deceiving you. Jingsheng is Fade Chen's child. He is innocent and should not have to endure all this."

After a moment's silence, Xu Damao finally slowly put down the knife in his hand.