Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

Back at his apartment, He Ping'an, as usual, hugged the petite woman who had her arms outstretched.

"She's clearly a charming and alluring femme fatale who brings ruin to a country, yet she's always acting cute and coquettish. What kind of behavior is that?" He Ping'an complained, but his scumbag nature was clearly revealed in his enjoying smile.

"Hmph..." Liu Rusi rubbed against He Ping'an's chest in dissatisfaction until she felt something strange below her body, then she got up with a smile and sat down next to him.

"Woman, you're playing with fire!" He Ping'an, using a tired 21st-century joke, tackled Liu Rusi to the ground. Ever since they unlocked the restaurant map last time, the two of them have been completely uninhibited. The two-meter-wide carved bed, however, is rarely used and has become their actual sleeping place.

In the following months, news of equipment thefts from factories in New York State was frequent. Steel, chemicals… and finally, the arms depot. Unfortunately, despite the combined efforts of the police and the FBI, they found no trace of the culprit, not even a clue!

Of course, George knew what was going on, but this self-righteous scoundrel assumed that someone was using the same motive as him to gain political capital.

Instead of making a fuss, they worked even harder to cultivate relationships and intensified their probing of He Ping'an. This added a bit of fun to He Ping'an's otherwise rather mundane life…

The "Five Small Industries" successfully boarded the ship, and the deal with George was nearing its end. He Ping'an decided to give him the money to buy his life ahead of schedule. After all, he was a hero, so he should be allowed to die a few days in peace.

At George's villa, He Ping'an waved his hand, and the men in black behind him stepped forward carrying two black leather suitcases. "Click!" The suitcases opened, revealing a stack of $100 million in cash in front of George and his wife.

"Mr. George, to thank you for your help and to apologize for my recklessness a while ago, this is an advance payment of your reward... one million US dollars!"

George and his wife exchanged a glance, both seeing the same excitement in each other's eyes...

Although Emma is a member of the Rockefeller family, she is a distant relative and receives less than $100,000 in endowments annually. George's situation is even worse; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to amass wealth through his nephew. This is the first time the two of them have received a million dollars in a single transaction.

George's gaze towards He Ping'an intensified. Having casually handed over $100 million, he was increasingly convinced that He Ping'an's identity was extraordinary. Consequently, his words became increasingly direct.

"Mr. He, you're too kind. After all, Britain once colonized us (Britain colonized the United States and India)!"

He Ping'an nodded with a smile, "Yes (we also colonized the Qing Dynasty)! It's a pity that you have become a world superpower, while our people are still living in dire straits! (Of course, they are suffering because there is still a war going on at home)."

After several tests, He Ping'an was certain that George had mistaken him for a representative of the Indian independence movement. Therefore, He Ping'an was able to reveal his real name without hesitation. After all, a self-righteous fool would believe his own guesses until his death.

George finally received the response he had been dreaming of, and his face lit up with ecstasy, even more excited than when he had just seen the million dollars.

"As a former colonized nation, the United States is willing to contribute to the independence of the world!"

He Ping'an's eyes lit up upon hearing this, but he immediately shook his head regretfully. "It's a pity that the ruling party in our country, which is nominally recognized internationally, has a very good relationship with your United States! (The Kuomintang)"

This meant to George that the Indian independence representatives believed that Britain and the United States had a good relationship and would not help India's independence movement.

"Rest assured, support for the global independence movement has long been a consensus in our country! I am personally willing to provide more assistance to you and your organization, including connecting you with some more powerful figures!"

"Hmm..." He Ping'an's pupils contracted, then he refused again:

"I'm sorry, Mr. George, I believe in your sincerity. However, the person behind me hasn't been in contact with you. This is a matter of great importance, and I must go back and discuss it before I can give you an answer..."

"Of course!" George was reluctant, but getting a promise wasn't a complete loss.

Time passed day by day, and during that time, He Ping'an listened to that powerful voice that resonated throughout the world on the radio. Hmm... there was still some regret; even after being reborn, he couldn't personally witness it in person.

He Ping'an's regret didn't last long; he quickly became engrossed in the pregnant woman's various dangerous actions—and they really were dangerous. This woman has gone mad…

At the very last minute, she even had the audacious idea of ​​losing weight through exercise! After being severely reprimanded by He Ping'an, who then promised to teach her yoga after she gave birth, Liu Rusi finally went back to obediently resting during her pregnancy.

On December 4th, the 15th day of the 10th lunar month, the Lower Yuan Festival, a day for praying for the elimination of disasters and for a bountiful harvest and ancestral worship, Liu Rusi launched an operation in one of New York's most luxurious private hospitals.

Listening to Liu Rusi's desperate cries from the delivery room, He Ping'an paced back and forth irritably, finally lighting a cigarette in silence. Thankfully, smoking bans in American hospitals weren't implemented until the 80s, otherwise He Ping'an would probably have had to rewrite his classic story again!

Liu Rusi moaned intermittently in the delivery room for nearly three hours. Just as He Ping'an couldn't help but want to go in and accompany her during the delivery, a ray of dawn pierced the darkness through the glass.

"Wah wah..." The cries of a newborn baby echoed from the delivery room. At that moment, the sun rose in the east, and dawn broke!

Inside the delivery room, He Ping'an glanced at the baby the nurse brought over and pursed his lips; it was a boy. Ping'er, on the other hand, was overjoyed, her eyes revealing a hint of pride.

"Boy or girl?" Liu Ruyan, fighting off her fainting spell, looked at He Ping'an.

He Ping'an looked at Liu Rusi, who was completely pale, carefully brushed aside the strands of hair that were damp with sweat and stuck to her forehead, and whispered in her ear, "It's a healthy boy!"

"Hmm...good, a boy is good!" Liu Rusi could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep. But a happy smile was on her lips.

The era of male chauvinism... women were forced to take pride in giving birth to boys, a tragedy of our times!

He Ping'an checked Liu Rusi's pulse and, finding that she had only fainted from exhaustion, his anxiety subsided. He sat quietly by her side, watching over his beloved as she awoke.

Since He Ping'an went to the United States, he has been using dietary supplements to help Liu Rusi strengthen her constitution and replenish her energy. In addition, Liu Rusi was in good health to begin with, and she recovered very quickly after giving birth.

He Ping'an also taught her yoga as promised during her postpartum confinement. However, ever since she finished her confinement, Liu Rusi's temper has become more and more irritable, and she even started to dislike the name He Ping'an had given her.

"How wonderful is He Ruxi! 'Green sunflowers in the garden, awaiting the morning dew to dry in the sun.' 'Xi' symbolizes the sun shining on all things and the dew evaporating. Moreover, this little thing was born bathed in the morning sun, perfectly fitting the scene!"

He Ping'an knew that Liu Rusi didn't want him to leave and was angry with him. Holding Liu Rusi tightly as she secretly wiped away her tears, He Ping'an sighed.

"Don't worry, the situation on the mainland has basically stabilized now. Once the children are a bit older, I'll come and take you to Taiwan, or perhaps Hong Kong or Kowloon to settle down! Being close by will mean more opportunities to see each other in the future!"

"No way! It would ruin your future!" Liu Rusi refused, wiping away her tears.

"well……"