hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 285 Something More Important Than Love ([-])

　".Is this good? You just need to take photos of them pouring | selling smuggled | salt, and use it as evidence to report anonymously! I don't want to see you get involved in such a danger, but I really have no choice." Hong Zai begged.

　Tang Yumo was in a dilemma.

　Out of her inner sense of right and wrong and her sense of justice as a reporter, she really wanted to do her best to help Hong Zai expose the scum in these industries, but as an ordinary writer, she instinctively felt that it was not suitable for her to participate in politics| Governance|sexual events.

　Although she couldn't see Hong Zai, she could feel his emotions from his voice. Such emotions and the desolate scenery in front of her also touched her at the same time, and the balance in her heart was gradually tilting.

　She didn't answer Hong Zai's question directly, but asked: "You used to be by my side often, why have you never heard about the saltworks? Don't you think about your little Qing?"

　Hong Tsai said, "Oh, it's too long to say, are you really willing to listen?"

　Tang Yumo nodded.

　As a writer, if you are not interested in love and conspiracy, then you are not a qualified writer.

　Moreover, she also needs a little time to make a decision.

　Hong Zai led her to the shelter of the dilapidated factory building. Tang Yumo sat down on a wooden stake at random, and began to listen to Hong Zai's story about his past life.

　It turned out that both Hong Zai and Xiao Qing were children who grew up in this saltworks.

　At that time, the saltworks were still operated in a traditional way.

　Both fathers were workers in the saltworks, and Hong Tsai's mother passed away early, so he often spent time at Xiaoqing's house when he was a child.

　During the season of drying salt, all the workers and their families worked day and night in drying the salt. Even half-grown children like Hong Zai and Xiao Qing ran around barefoot on the beach to help;
　In the season when the salt is not exposed to the sun, the adults process it in the factory to produce finished salt, and the children are completely free from restraints and have fun on the beach freely.

　At an age that doesn't know what love is, the two little ghosts just get tired of being together all day long.Eat together, have fun together, go to school together, get into trouble and be punished together.
　Even Hong Tsai's father often saves a small amount of salary to buy clothes for Xiaoqing and beautiful head flowers. He also said that this is his future daughter-in-law, and she must dress well and put him on top of his heart.

　They are also workers in the saltworks. Xiaoqing's father became more and more successful, and was promoted to team leader, squad leader, and assistant to the field leader. Xiaoqing's family situation is also getting better and better.

　Hearing this, Tang Yumo originally thought that what Hong Zai was going to tell was about a childhood sweetheart who had to work hard because of the disparity in family status, or a romantic drama in which the woman abandoned the man because of a sudden wealth.

　However, following Hong Tsai's next words, she realized that this was a completely different story.

　The cruelty of this story does not lie in the pure love affected by the disparity in status and the amount of money, but in the direction of the scale of justice in people's hearts, which is helplessly tilted.

　According to Hong Tsai, until Xiaoqing's father became the factory director, the relationship between the two families was still very good.

　There was even a time when Hong Tsai’s father had an accident while drying salt and fell under the Yantai embankment and sprained his leg. It was Xiaoqing’s father who helped contact the hospital, and Xiaoqing’s father personally paid for the medical expenses that exceeded the factory’s reimbursement limit.

　Xiaoqing herself has never said anything that she dislikes Hong Zai's family.

(End of this chapter)