Chapter 204: Chapter 87: The Top Star of the 60s Art Troupe (26)
"Comrade, are... are you really the hero, Huo Tianhao?"
"He looks like him, he really does..."
Although Huo Tianhao rarely appeared in public, some in the crowd had still seen him before.
Gazing at the tall, handsome young man, the crowdâs desire to simply watch a spectacle completely vanished. Overjoyed, they swarmed forward, pushing Xia Zhaoyun and her two children to the side.
"Little Hero Huo, you are truly great! That shipment back then was crucial to our factoryâs future! Once that deal was secured, our factory was approved to import five advanced textile production lines. The factoryâs profits doubled, and everyoneâs wages have been getting higher year after year..."
"Little Hero Huo," one of the aunties even tried to kneel on the spot, wiping away tears as she spoke. "My whole family is so grateful to you. My youngest son was with you on that transport run."
"That route was so dangerous. But as his parents, we couldnât let him selfishly refuse the assignment. If others could go, how could he be a deserter? Before he left with the transport, he had already written his will. It nearly broke our hearts, me and my husband. His father was so worried in those few days that he lost ten pounds from the stress..."
"I almost cried myself blind!"
"Youâre our familyâs savior..."
The rest of the crowd also sincerely expressed their gratitude, celebrating his return and wishing him and Little Xia a long and happy life together.
In that era, although people had their own little schemes and selfish thoughts, their hearts burned hot, like erupting magma.
Two years ago, the loudspeakers had broadcast the news of Huo Tianliangâs sacrifice. Many of the more literary employees conducted interviews and wrote articles that were read out by the announcer. For a whole week, everyone passed the time in sorrow, wiping away their tears.
Their reverence and gratitude for a hero was a feeling that transcended the mundane, a purity and passion rarely seen in people of their age.
Huo Tianhao helped the auntie up, but inwardly, he couldnât help but mock himself.
âHe suddenly realized an old saying was particularly true: birds of a feather flock together. He and Xia Zhaoyun truly were a match made in heaven.â
âIn truth, ever since Tong Yuxiang had entered the Huo Familyâs doors, a seed of resentment and hatred had been planted in the depths of his heart. As he grew up, he devised many ways to take revenge on Huo Xunchang.â
âThis perfect escape was a plan he had plotted five years ago. After three years of quietly fanning the flames, everything went according to his design. He got the document severing their family ties and also let Huo Xunchang enjoy the taste of power that came at the cost of his sonâs life.â
âHe was a hero, one who had been sacrificed at a crucial moment in the factoryâs history, single-handedly turning the tide and helping the Zhaoyang Clothing Factory reach new heights.â
âEveryone would remember his good deeds. Huo Xunchang would certainly get his wish, but he would also be constantly reminded that everything he held was bought with the sacrifice of his son. For the rest of his life, that man would probably never find peace or happiness.â
âYes, at nineteen, he had still been just a young punk. The most vicious method he could come up with was to use his own death to punish that cold-blooded hypocrite!â
âBut over the past two years, as his experience grew and his mind and character were further tempered and matured, he had been ready to let it go and completely cut ties with the Huo Family.â
âWho would have thought that this accident named Xia Zhaoyun would come crashing into his life? For the sake of the little vixen who had so rarely captured his heart, he had come back.â
"Auntie, it was what I had to do. Whether in times of war or peace, the development and progress of society always require people who are brave enough to explore and move forward. Sacrifices are inevitable."
"Now that Iâm back, seeing all of your smiling faces is reward enough. Please, donât say any more words of thanks. I believe anyone else in my position would have made the same choice."
"Speaking of which," his voice paused, and a look of shame crossed his face. "My âsacrificeâ must have caused a lot of trouble for my work unit. I donât know how much compensation was paid out, or how much special care was given to my family."
"Since Iâm still alive and well, doesnât that mean Iâve taken huge advantage of the organization?"
"These past couple of days, whenever I think about how my family has been taking advantage of the organization on my behalf for the past two years, I canât sit still. I didnât want to delay a single moment, so I came back with Xiaxia."
Xia Zhaoyunâs eyes widened as she tried her best to look sincere, holding back a laugh. âThis guy is an even better sweet-talker than I am,â she thought. âWhat happened to the silent, reserved man from before? Why do these supposedly heartfelt words sound so venomous?â
âWhatever benefits and advantages the Huo Family had gained because of him, they would now have to return every single one. They had no choice. After all, who could argue with Little Hero Huo, a man so upright he refused to take advantage of the organization?â