Auspicious Flowers and a Beautiful Moon Garden - Chapter 166: Creating Love

Humans can never outpace the rapid development of modern society, whether in thought or habit, especially habits. Some people can maintain their habits for many years, even a lifetime. This feeling has a beautiful name: nostalgia. It carries a sense of vicissitude and感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion), like the leaves of the old poplar tree outside the window, which fall every autumn.
Deng Shiyue is a nostalgic person. He is used to getting up early and listening to the radio, even though there are now plenty of satellite TVs with huge screens and fast internet. This is a habit he developed during his time in the military and has followed him for many years.
The room was dark. Deng Shiyue leaned against the headboard, smoking. A small radio was blaring. He casually changed the station, and the male and female hosts delivered a disastrous news report in an inappropriately sarcastic tone.
"Speaking of the strong winds last night, we have to mention a major accident. At the construction site of the city exhibition hall, a tower crane—you know, the kind that's tall and can swing around to lift things—was actually blown over by the strong winds!"
Deng Shiyue's heart jumped into her throat. She sat up abruptly and looked at the radio beside her.
"Wow! Did it hit anyone? I hope no one gets killed!" the female host exclaimed in an exaggerated, coquettish voice.
"You were absolutely right! It seems a woman's intuition is truly undeniable!" the male host said with a lighthearted humor. "As fate would have it, the tower crane just happened to collapse the top floor of a side hall, where dozens of construction workers were asleep. Three people died instantly, and eleven were injured..."
Deng Shiyue felt a chill run through his body and his scalp tingled. He couldn't listen anymore and unconsciously looked out the window. It was still dark, and the sky looked both angry and mournful, which was terrifying. He suddenly threw off the covers and rushed out the door.
He didn't know why he rushed out, but he just did. He entered the living room. He stopped, panting. Du Hansheng was sitting on the sofa, slowly sipping his expensive decorative liquor, seemingly having waited for him for a long time.
"I'm sorry, Sergeant, I didn't follow your orders." Du Hansheng put down his cup, stood up, and looked at him calmly.
Deng Shiyue turned his head away in anguish, sighed deeply, and sat down on the large chair by the window, looking utterly helpless. Du Hansheng offered him a cigarette, which he accepted silently.
"Snap!" A flame ignited, burning in Du Hansheng's hawk-like eyes.
Deng Shiyue glanced at it, then leaned closer expressionlessly, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. Du Hansheng sat down beside him, looking at his elder brother.
Deng Shiyue silently smoked, his emotions gradually calming down. "Three dead, eleven injured, this is a huge matter!" He paused, his gaze shifting, seemingly exhausted, and said, "Hansheng, do you think we can get through this safely?"
"It was an accident. Those peasants were originally living in the shared dormitories outside." A hint of helplessness flashed in Du Hansheng's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. "Old squad leader, don't worry, I'll handle it. There won't be any accidents."
Deng sighed inwardly and remained silent for a moment.
Du Hansheng bent down and looked at him, saying, "Old squad leader, don't blame me for taking the initiative. We had no choice; otherwise, we would have been doomed."
"What's the point of saying all this now that things have come to this?" Deng Shiyue didn't look at him, took a drag of his cigarette. Suddenly he said, "Hansheng, we brothers have been through thick and thin for over twenty years. Do you think we can live like this forever?"
"No," Du Hansheng said with a wry smile. "I also feel very tired."
Deng Shiyue glanced at him, touched her unkempt slicked-back hair, and sighed, "Since that's the case, why not take this opportunity to back down? We already have everything we need. If we keep pushing like this, when will it ever end?"
"Stop!" Du Hansheng smiled bitterly again and sighed, "Old squad leader, you asked me to transfer cash and stocks to South America, but the China Banking Regulatory Commission, the auditing department, and so many other departments are watching. It's not that easy! I've checked carefully, and right now we can only move a maximum of 20%!"
"Is there a difference?" Deng Shiyue shook her head, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and said helplessly, "Anyway, I can't spend it all."
Du Hansheng straightened up and said excitedly, "We've fought for over twenty years to get to where we are today. We're just one step away from this goal, and now we're throwing away more than half of it. I can't accept that!"
Like his younger brother, there was nothing that could be said to persuade him, and now it was Deng Shiyue's turn to smile bitterly. In the past, it was Du Hansheng who tried to persuade him, but now the roles had been reversed.
He couldn't figure out if he had changed, or if his younger brother had gone mad. He had always believed that there was no right or wrong in this world; as long as there was a reason, one should go on without hesitation. But Xiao Shi's appearance had brought many old stories to the forefront, not just those involving Yuan Zifeng. He had an ominous premonition, as if the events of the past few decades were about to come to a final conclusion.
Everything has an end, but he never expected this kind of ending. More than twenty years have passed, and there are many things he dares not forget, but that doesn't mean he accepts any external ending. Perhaps, it's time to leave.
After thinking for a moment, Deng Shiyue decisively said, "Hansheng, I won't force you. The group's success today is mostly due to your efforts. From now on, you will be fully responsible for domestic affairs. I'm going to South America first and I won't be coming back."
Du Hansheng was stunned, momentarily speechless, just staring at him with his mouth agape. He truly couldn't understand why his elder brother, who had weathered countless storms without batting an eye, would actually leave for a woman he had never truly possessed!
Of course, he didn't understand. When Yuan Zifeng was inadvertently dragged into this by Zhou Haimin, Deng Shiyue realized what was happening, like a wild horse about to come to a stop. He thought of his obedient wife abroad, his lovely daughter, and the snow and the pale moonlight of that night many years ago, all of which seemed to be calling him to sweep it away.
Deng Shiyue smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "Hansheng, don't blame your brother. If I don't leave now, I might change my mind. You don't want me to go back on my word, do you?"
"Old squad leader, don't worry, I'll take care of things back home as soon as possible and come join you." Du Hansheng sighed, then nodded, trying to sound cheerful. Having been in the underworld for so many years, he understood that Deng Shiyue's decision was difficult, but also incredibly fortunate. He wanted to do it too, but couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you in South America." Deng Shiyue squeezed his shoulder, a feeling of resolute farewell washing over him. The memory of leaving home together, crammed into a stuffy freight train to join the army, seemed to resurface.
"When are we leaving?" Du Hansheng's eyes were filled with bitterness. He couldn't forget that cold night many years ago, when his blood seemed to be drained away, cold and raw. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, waiting for death to come. Then Deng Shiyue appeared, carried him on her shoulder, and rushed to the hospital. That night, he bled profusely, staining both of their green military uniforms red. At that moment, he decided that if he could live, he would repay her with his entire life.
"I'll be leaving in the next couple of days," Deng Shiyue said.
Du Hansheng nodded and left, somewhat disappointed; Deng Shiyue looked out the window, a sense of unprecedented calm washing over her.
...
Xiao Shi gripped his sister's slender, sexy waist, feeling the tightness, writhing, and wetness within her, and thrust wildly. Ling Yue cried out, arching her back to meet her brother's powerful and rapid thrusts, her love juices gushing out like a waterfall cascading down a cliff.
Finally, accompanied by a burst of exhilarating cries, Ling Yueru, while climaxing, once again felt her brother's scalding ejaculation making her tremble...
The rain had just stopped, and the two were entwined, their limbs intertwined. Like octopuses, they pressed together, panting, enjoying the afterglow of their climax. Gazing at his sister's face, soaked with sweat, and her long-suppressed allure, Xiao Shi, filled with love, gently kissed her fragrant lips.
After a long while, their lips parted. Ling Yueru nestled contentedly against her younger brother's chest, while Xiao Shi embraced his sister's alluring body, the two holding each other tightly.
The phone rang in the room; it was from the distant mainland of her motherland. Before Ling Yue's second trip to Madagascar Island, she had already let her family and company know she was safe. What could be the reason for this sudden call?
Ling Yueru answered the phone, and after hearing only one sentence, her expression changed drastically, and her lips trembled slightly.
"I understand, I'll be right back. You need to pay some money first to put the family at ease. Also, protect the accident scene; no one is allowed to move anything. The rest will be handled when I get back." Although extremely shocked, Ling Yueru quickly calmed down and issued the orders methodically.
"What happened?" Xiao Shi sat up in shock and asked anxiously. Ling Yueru put down the phone and said, still shaken, "There was an accident at the city exhibition hall construction site. The tower crane collapsed, killing and injuring more than a dozen workers. My father has been hospitalized and is said to be in serious condition."
Xiao Shi felt a chill in his heart and frowned, asking, "How could the tower crane have collapsed?"
"They said there was a gale-force wind of level 8 last night, which blew down the tower crane."
"Can a level 8 wind really topple a tower crane?"
Ling Yueru didn't speak, only looked at him helplessly, her eyes red-rimmed. Xiao Shi's heart clenched, and he hugged his sister tightly. His sister didn't know about Old Ling's condition, and she had devoted herself entirely to this last project; this blow must be devastating.
Xiao Shi gently patted his sister's back, comforting her, "Don't worry, everything will be alright." Ling Yue Ru didn't speak, but bit her lower lip tightly, silently resting her head on her brother's shoulder.
Xiao Shi helped his sister up, staring intently into her eyes, and said, "The tower crane doesn't fall so easily. This matter won't be that simple. Trust me, I will find out the truth, and whoever did it, I will make them pay the price."
Ling Yueru nodded, and tears finally streamed down her face.
Afterwards, Xiao Shi called Qin Jianfeng, asked him a few questions, and entrusted him to send people to guard the scene and protect all people who might be involved in the accident.
The Maldives International Airport on Huhuel Island had been largely repaired and resumed operations that afternoon. The two hurriedly packed their belongings and left this unforgettable country. As the plane took off, Ling Yue looked back at the beautiful sea and sky, the roaring waves and the overlapping happiness, feeling a mix of sadness and helplessness.
Xiao Shi reached out and put his arm around his sister, Ling Yueru, who nestled gently against her brother's shoulder.
The two spent the night in Singapore and then transferred to a flight to S City the next day. At four o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the airport, took a taxi, and rushed to the provincial hospital, where Ling Dakuan's condition was gradually worsening.
Ling Yueru nervously and fearfully pushed open the ward door. Ling Dakuan lay on the bed receiving an IV drip, his face pale and his eyes fixed on the ceiling, an oxygen tube in his nose. Feng Meitong sat beside him, her eyes filled with depression and sorrow, gazing helplessly and affectionately at her husband on the bed. There was another woman in the ward, presumably sent by the company to help take care of him.
Upon seeing the two return, Feng Meitong and the woman both stood up and nodded. They returned the greeting, and Ling Yueru walked to the bedside. Heartbroken, she looked at her father and said, "Dad, how...how did you become so ill?"
"You're back." Ling Dakuan grasped his daughter's hand, then looked at Xiao Shi. A trace of color returned to his pale face. Ling Yueru glanced at her father, then turned and asked, "Aunt Feng, how did my dad get so sick? What did the doctor say?"
Ling Dakuan turned his head away in anguish. Feng Meitong wiped away her tears and pulled Ling Yueru aside to tell her the truth. Ling Yueru was extremely shocked and overwhelmed with grief. She threw herself at the bedside and burst into tears. "Dad, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
Having experienced the happiness of transformation and the baptism of love, Ling Yue Ru lost her former strength.
Ling Dakuan stroked his daughter's head and smiled, "Yueru, don't cry, Daddy's alright."
Feng Meitong and the woman were both heartbroken. Xiao Shi, suppressing the heaviness in his heart, stepped forward and embraced his sister, forcing a smile as he said, "Father-in-law, I have bad news and two good news. Which one would you like to hear first?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment. Then they looked at each other, and Ling Yueru stopped crying and looked at him. Ling Dakuan smiled weakly and said, "Let's put the bad one in the middle?"
Xiao Shi put his arm around his sister's shoulder and smiled at him, saying, "First piece of good news, do you want a cigarette?" Before Ling Da Kuan could react, Ling Yue Ru pushed him away, saying, "Are you crazy! My dad's in this state, and you still want him to smoke!"
Xiao Shi smiled and glanced at his sister, then turned his gaze to Old Ling. Ling Dakuan gave a wry smile and said, "This land is indeed good news!" Feng Meitong sighed softly and stepped forward, saying, "Yueru, if your father wants to smoke, let him smoke."
Xiao Shi pinched his sister's shoulder, lit a cigarette, and handed it to her. Ling Dakuan took a greedy drag; the cigarette smoke and fresh oxygen instantly invigorated him.
A cigarette can't determine a person's life or death; the important thing is to cheer up Lao Ling and rekindle his will to live.
“Tell me the bad news,” Ling Dakuan said calmly, looking at him. Xiao Shi looked at him, his eyes firm, and said slowly, “The tower crane wasn’t blown down by the wind. This isn’t an accident; Dakuan Company has been caught up in some kind of vortex. We are the victims.”
Old Ling's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently, "How did you know?"
“First, a feeling; second, one…” Xiao Shi looked around, then leaned close to his ear and whispered something. Ling Dakuan frowned, his eyes darting around, and said, “Are you sure?”
Xiao Shi said, "Not now. But I will investigate and clear Da Kuan's name."
Ling Dakuan's eyes dimmed again, and he said weakly, "I don't believe the tower crane will collapse either, but... but last winter, a tower crane was also blown down by the wind in D City, so it's hard to say what will happen this time, Dakuan..."
“D City is a coastal city, and the same level 8 wind would have completely different effects inland,” Xiao Shi explained, then added firmly and confidently, “My intuition has never been wrong, and I trust my judgment.”
Everyone stared at him in astonishment. Ling Dakuan wavered again and remained silent for a moment. Xiao Shi stepped forward again, looked into his eyes and said, "Father-in-law, the crane may collapse, but Dakuan will not. Trust me, I will do it."
Ling Dakuan's gaze became steady, and he slowly nodded. "If your judgment is correct, this isn't bad news. Now, tell me your second piece of good news."
Xiao Shi hugged his sister, coughed, and said, "The second piece of good news is... well, didn't you want a grandson? Sister Ling... she's pregnant. I'm an orphan, without parents, so you'd better get well soon. We're still waiting for you to help take care of the baby!"
Everyone was both surprised and delighted, and all eyes turned to Ling Yueru. Ling Dakuan's eyes blazed with excitement, and he actually sat up, his eyes wide as he asked, "Yueru, is this true?"
Ling Yueru blushed, glanced at her younger brother, and said shyly, "Well, I just... just found out." Of course, she knew why her brother said that.
"Good! Good! Good!" Ling Dakuan was very excited and said "good" three times in a row. He then grabbed Xiao Shi's hand and said, "Xiao, I'm entrusting the fate of Yue Ru and the company to you. Don't worry, I'll focus on recovering and wait to take care of your child."
Xiao Shi felt a lump in his throat, gripped his hand tightly, and nodded heavily.
Ling Yueru gazed at her younger brother, her eyes filled with deep affection and gratitude. She finally understood that having a reliable man by her side made everything much safer.
The situation was urgent, and Old Ling's emotions had stabilized, so the two didn't stay long and took their leave. Once outside the ward, Ling Yueru glared at her younger brother and said, "Little brother, you're talking nonsense. What will we do if we don't have anything later?"
Xiao Shi laughed and said, "It's not entirely nonsense. We haven't taken any measures these past few days, so maybe you really are pregnant."
Ling Yueru didn't speak, but her eyes moved slightly, as if she was counting the days. Xiao Shi added, "It's okay if we don't have one yet. For Dad's sake, we can make one as soon as possible."
Ling Yueru blushed slightly and asked in a low voice, "You're dreaming. Are you ready to be a father?" After some calculations, these few days really are not safe. Her younger brother has been holding back for so long and is full of energy. He might actually be right.
Xiao Shi smiled and said gently, "No need to prepare. I've raised Xiao Ling all these years, what else do you not believe?" Ling Yueru gave him a deep look, then suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, what did you just say to my dad?"
"I'll talk to you about this tomorrow. You should get some rest tonight." Xiao Shi stopped and said seriously, "Tomorrow morning, gather the person in charge of the construction site and all relevant personnel at the company. I want to question them personally."
Ling Yueru nodded obediently, nestled beside the man, and the two walked out of the hospital building.
As night fell and the city lights twinkled, Xiao Shi's gaze remained resolute and upright in the night wind. If his judgment was correct, a political storm would be unleashed in S City.

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