He Dared? He Had Some Nerve!

At the beginning of December, the first snow of the winter of 1986 finally fell.

Li Ye drove his Santana through the heavy snow along the highway to the airport.

Besides him, Han Chunmei, Li Juan, Li Ying, and Li Kaijian were in the car.

Yesterday, Han Chunmei and Li Ying had finally arrived in the capital, ready to catch today's flight to Hong Kong Island.

As for Li Kaijian, he simply could not rest easy and had accompanied the mother and daughter all the way here.

Han Chunmei looked far more haggard than before. She clutched Li Kaijian's hand tightly throughout the journey, tears endlessly swirling in her eyes.

Li Kaijian comforted her in a low voice. "Stop crying all the time! It's not good for the child. Once you get there, you'll be with An Xiaolian and the others. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid."

Han Chunmei mumbled a few incoherent words, unable to explain herself clearly.

Li Ying, the younger sister in the front seat, spoke up. "Father, Mother told me. She's afraid that she won't be home during the New Year and won't be able to kowtow to our ancestors. And after Mother leaves, you'll have to cook for yourself."

Li Kaijian opened his mouth and said softly, "I'll kowtow to the ancestors in your place. It's not as if I can't cook for myself. Besides, you'll be back in a year or two at most, won't you?"

Han Chunmei said nothing more, only kept wiping her eyes with her handkerchief.

Li Ye looked at Han Chunmei through the rearview mirror. She was clearly at a loss, and he said helplessly, "This Spring Festival, my dad should be able to go to Hong Kong Island to see you. The phones