Gritting his teeth against a sharp pain in his temples, Zhou Yang slowly opened his eyes amidst the heart-wrenching wails of his child.,At this moment, another voice, which sent shivers down Zhou Yang's spine, came from outside: "Brother, I understand everything you said. But this chance to return home, he has been waiting for five whole years. If I don't let him go back, he will hate me for the rest of his life... sniffle...sniffle...",He was an intellectual from the city. Not only was he good-looking, but he was also cultured, knowledgeable, and well-spoken.。