In the midsummer of 1963, He Daqing, who had been away from home for ten years, blocked the courtyard door and acted violently. Behind him was his illegitimate son He Yuxuan. Jia Zhang spat and cursed bad luck, Lou Xiao'e curled her lips and pulled the stem of the stick. I stood behind the crowd holding my pay slip. Yi Zhonghai squatted on the threshold and smoked, his expression unclear through the smoke. Is it dad who is coming back this time, or is it debt?
