Against the Current Hong Kong 1979

the other side.

When Zhao Yazhi opened the door to her home, it was already 7:30 p.m.

From the living room came the babbling of her son, Ah Hong, as he tried to speak, and the soft laughter of her sister, Zhao Yaqian, as she teased the child.

"Sister, you're back."

Hearing the door open, Zhao Yaqian immediately got up to greet them, holding her two-year-old son, Ahong, in her arms: "Hongzai was so good today, he didn't fuss at all."

Zhao Yazhi casually hung up her handbag, a gentle smile appearing on her face. She walked over and patted her son, then said to her younger sister, "Thank you for your hard work. Don't you have class today?"

"I'm off today, I have class tomorrow." Zhao Yaqian is about to graduate from university, so she has fewer classes and often comes to her sister's place to help take care of her child.

Zhao Yazhi asked, "Where's your brother-in-law? Hasn't he gotten home yet?"

"Brother-in-law said he has a business dinner." Zhao Yaqian subconsciously looked towards the kitchen and said softly, "Grandma doesn't seem too happy. Sister, please be careful later."

Zhao Yazhi's eyes showed even more weariness. Knowing that her mother-in-law was throwing another tantrum, she sighed deeply in her heart.

Not long after, an elderly woman in her fifties came out of the kitchen. When she saw Zhao Yazhi, she began to scold her: "You're back so late again. I've told you before, a woman should stay at home and take care of her husband and children."

Why do you insist on going out and making public appearances? Coming home so late every day, what kind of behavior is this! Do you think my family doesn't have enough money for you? You're a complete disgrace to the Huang family!

Zhao Yazhi was used to this nagging; her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything. At first, she would try to explain, but later she found it useless; it was like talking to a brick wall.

She simply turned and walked towards the kitchen: "Mom, I'll cook."

"It's already prepared! We've been starving waiting for you to come back and cook!" Old Mrs. Huang turned around and came out with two more dishes, placing them on the dining table. She added, "Awei called and said he has a dinner party at the hospital and won't be coming home for dinner."

"Hmm." Zhao Yazhi wasn't too surprised and just responded softly.

This attitude infuriated Old Mrs. Huang, who scolded again, "You have time to flirt with other men, but you don't know how to keep your husband's heart! You're driving me crazy!"

Zhao Yazhi couldn't hold back any longer and retorted, "Mom, I was filming, not being all lovey-dovey with a man!"

Grandma Huang immediately scolded, "Filming? What filming! You and that Huang Yuanshen were practically catching each other in bed together, is that filming?"

This act of bringing up old grievances left Zhao Yazhi speechless. Even though she and Huang Yuanshen didn't actually have any close contact, Huang's love letter left her utterly speechless.

What's even more undeniable is that she herself is certainly not some pure and innocent white lotus.

"Mom, I understand. I will do my best."

After calming herself down, Zhao Yazhi maintained her gentle demeanor and fed her son formula first.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was particularly oppressive during the meal.

Zhao Yaqian couldn't take it anymore and said softly, "Sister, didn't you say you have a drama airing tonight? Do you want to watch it together?"

"Okay." Zhao Yazhi immediately turned on the TV and tuned it to TVB Jade Channel.

The opening theme song hasn't started yet; it's playing GG.

Grandma Huang frowned: "Why watch TV while eating? If you're going to watch something, watch RTV. I heard that a show called 'Flying High' has higher ratings."

Zhao Yaqian secretly pouted. She actually wanted to watch "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" too, but seeing her sister's strange expression, she remained silent.

At exactly eight o'clock, a stirring yet suspenseful melody began to play. After the theme song finished, the screen suddenly lit up—golden calligraphy characters were written on a black background: "Young Detective Bao Qingtian".

"Bao Qingtian? The story of Bao Gong?" Old Mrs. Huang became interested. "It would be worth watching Bao Gong adjudicate cases."

The plot moves very smoothly.

Gongsun Ce's duel with couplets is amazing, Bao Zheng's interrogation of the pig is humorous yet logical, and Zhao Yazi's portrayal of Ling Chuchu, disguised as a man, is quick-witted and resourceful, sparking a lively interaction with Bao Zheng from their very first meeting. With large-scale action scenes and witty banter at the banquet, the show offers one exciting moment after another.

Zhao Yaqian's eyes lit up: "Sister, you look so beautiful in your period costume! Gongsun Ce is so handsome! This Bao Zheng is handsome... but he's a bit dark-skinned!"

Grandma Huang, who had been indifferent, was now also drawn into the plot.

"This series... is actually quite good," Grandma Huang couldn't help but comment. "Unlike the usual dramas that drag on. It's just that this Bao Gong is too young, doesn't look like him, and isn't dark-skinned enough."

Zhao Yazhi explained, "Because it's about the young detective Bao Qingtian, it's about Bao Gong's youth."

After finishing their meal, everyone continued watching TV.

The first episode ended with a cliffhanger, leaving viewers eagerly anticipating the next one.

As the end credits rolled, Zhao Yaqian still seemed reluctant to leave: "It's over already? Sister, is it going to air again tomorrow?"

"Yes, it will air back-to-back on weekends. But there should only be two episodes so far; the third episode was just filmed today, so I don't know if it will be able to be edited out."

Zhao Yazi got up to clear the dishes and casually asked, "What do you think of this drama?"

"It's great!" Zhao Yaqian exclaimed excitedly. "The plot is tightly woven and doesn't drag at all; it's even more exciting than 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes'! Sis, you acted so well. And that male lead, Bao Zheng, he portrayed so vividly; you couldn't tell he was a newcomer at all. What's his name? How old is he?"

Zhao Yazhi paused slightly, then looked up at her sister: "What? Are you interested in him?"

Zhao Yaqian blushed: "I was just asking casually. He's probably about my age."

"His name is Zhang Shuai'an, he's nineteen, younger than you." Zhao Yazhi smiled, a rare sight on her face, and said lightly, "You don't know, he's so mischievous on set... and the crescent moon on his forehead keeps falling off, requiring him to redo his makeup, which drives the director crazy."

Then, she advised her younger sister, "You're graduating from university soon, so think carefully about your future. The acting industry is too complicated; who knows what will happen to him in the future? You should find a boyfriend outside the industry, okay?"

"Sis, what are you thinking!" Zhao Yaqian blushed. "I'm just curious. I'm busy writing my graduation thesis and looking for a job, I don't have time to think about dating. Besides, the entertainment industry isn't all bad, you've already established yourself and become so famous. I'm your sister, so I can't be too bad if I enter the entertainment industry."

Looking at her younger sister's youthful face, Zhao Yazhi recalled her own aspirations when she first entered the entertainment industry, and felt a mix of emotions.

"Next time you're filming, could you ask Zhang Shuai'an for a photo for me?"

Zhao Yaqian pleaded with a grin, "If that's not possible, an autograph will do. He's sure to become a huge star, and then I can brag about it to my classmates."

"Okay, I understand."

Zhao Yazhi's mind, however, conjured up Zhang Shuai'an's eyes on set, eyes that seemed to see right through people.

She turned and went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and silently washed the dishes.