Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

In the late autumn of 1962, the air was thick with tension and fear.

As the situation subtly shifted, the atmosphere of restlessness in Beijing grew stronger.

Especially for people with "ingredient" issues, every day feels like walking on a knife's edge.

Office of the Head of the Publicity Department, Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Xu Damao sat at the brand-new desk, a cigarette between his fingers, his brows furrowed, his expression shifting between light and dark.

On the table was a piece of paper, half-written on it.

These past few days, the factory has been carrying out a "self-inspection and self-correction" campaign.

Moreover, the wind is clearly blowing in favor of those with capitalist backgrounds.

As Lou Xiao'e's husband, Xu Damao felt unprecedented pressure.

Yesterday, Section Chief Liu from the Publicity Department even had a special talk with him.

His words implied that he needed to "stand firm on his position" and "draw a clear line."

"Damn it! I can't live like this anymore!"

Xu Damao stubbed out his cigarette fiercely, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"The Lou family is a ticking time bomb!"

"I used to be attracted to their family's wealth, but now this is my death warrant!"

His gaze fell on his son's face in the photo, and his eyes struggled for a moment.

Immediately, it was replaced by indifference.

"Son...we can have another son!"

"Anyway, my hidden ailment was already cured by Li Xuan long ago."

"As long as I'm in this position, as long as I'm still a cadre, what kind of woman can't I find?"

"You can have as many sons as you want!"

"But if I get implicated by the Lou family and become a family member of a bad element, then my life is over!"

"It's completely over!"

Driven by this extreme egoism, Xu Damao made a snap decision.

He placed the family photo face down on the table and picked up a pen to write on the letter paper.

[Letter of Complaint]

[The person being reported: Lou Zhenhua (former capitalist)]

[The allegations allege that he is hiding large quantities of gold and silver jewelry, plotting a restoration, and has been indoctrinating his daughter Lou Xiao'e (and her son) with reactionary ideas for a long period of time...]

To completely absolve himself of any responsibility, he not only reported his father-in-law!

He didn't even spare his wife and his newborn son!

He wanted to make his stance clear in the letter: although the child was his, he was willing to put aside his own kinship for the greater good!

We must resolutely remove this malignant tumor with "capitalist blood" in order to gain the organization's trust and further opportunities!

This is utterly—worse than a beast!

......

at the same time.

In the backyard, Li Xuan was sitting cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), closing his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, his brow twitched.

After years of cultivation, his mental strength is now exceptionally powerful.

They can already sense strong malice directed at themselves or others around them.

Before long, he learned the source of that malice!

"Xu Damao..."

Li Xuan opened his eyes, a cold smile curving his lips.

Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs.

"Xu Damao, you're willing to sell your own one-year-old son just to climb the social ladder?"

"It seems you really don't want to be a human being anymore."

His mental power instantly pierced through space and locked onto Xu Damao, who was writing a letter at a steel rolling mill a few kilometers away.

Every word on the letter was clearly imprinted in his mind, each word piercing his heart.

"What a cruel heart."

Li Xuan sneered.

"I thought that once your hidden ailment was cured, you would start a new life."

"But a leopard can't change its spots; a beast will always eat its own excrement!"

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being impolite."

......

I got off work in the evening.

With the sealed letter of complaint tucked in his pocket, Xu Damao walked out of the factory gate like a thief.

He didn't dare go straight home to see his wife and children.

On the one hand, I'm afraid I'll be too soft-hearted.

On the other hand, he was actually afraid of facing Lou Xiao'e!

He planned to deliver this "pledge of allegiance" directly.

His heart pounded all the way, a mixture of nervousness and excitement at the prospect of being "reborn."

When we reached the entrance of a secluded alley.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, making it impossible for Xu Damao to open his eyes.

"Pah! What kind of weather is this!"

Xu Damao rubbed his eyes.

Just then, he saw a green mailbox appear in front of him.

"Huh? When did a mailbox appear here?"

Xu Damao was a little puzzled, but all he could think about was sending the letter out as soon as possible.

He didn't think much of it and felt that God was helping him.

He looked around to make sure no one was there, then quickly took out the letter and stuffed it into the mailbox slot.

"Clatter".

The sound of the letter falling was clearly audible.

"call!"

Xu Damao let out a long breath, as if a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

A sinister smile even appeared on his face.

"Lou Xiao'e, don't blame me."

"Blame it on being born into the Lou family!"

"Once I get promoted, I will burn paper money for you and your daughter every year during Qingming Festival."

He straightened his collar, hummed a little tune, and walked away with a sigh of relief.

however.

He didn't know that the moment he turned to leave...

That green mailbox, like a mirage, slowly twisted and disappeared!

Instead, there was a dilapidated trash can.

The whistleblower letter lay quietly amidst a pile of rotten vegetable leaves and coal ash.

In the shadows of the alley.

Li Xuan appeared, holding the letter in his hand, his eyes full of mockery.

"Illusion magic, it really works."

This is just a small smokescreen.

But in Xu Damao's eyes, who was under immense mental stress, it was incredibly real!

Li Xuan opened the letter, glanced at it, and his sneer deepened.

"Even your son is a class enemy?"

"Xu Damao, with your level of awareness, it's a real shame you didn't become a eunuch."

He rubbed his fingers together, and a surge of pure yang internal energy flowed from his palm.

"call!"

The letter instantly turned to ashes and scattered in the wind.

"Next, it's time to see Lou Xiao'e and the baby off."

Li Xuan glanced at the sky.

Tonight is destined to be a night of farewell.

......