Hong Kong, Victoria Harbour---

In the 1960s, there were often various cruise ships ferrying here, and many traditional fishermen's boats cruised on the edge of the port, using the sea fish and seafood they salvaged, and changing daily necessities with people on the shore.

These port people who have been boarding fishing boats all year round have a unified name called "六min".

In his previous life, Hong Kong star Aaron Kwok once filmed an inspirational film that reflected the lives of "Danmin" called "Floating City Tycoon". The story tells the story of a "Danmin" living at the bottom of Hong Kong, how to strive to become a generation of financial tycoons.

In fact, the environment in which Hong Kong "Danmen" in the 1960s lived was even more cruel than what was described in the movie.

Many of them live on the sea all their lives, without status or status, and some don't even have names.

If the Hong Kong people in this era are second-class citizens second only to the British, and those foreign Indians and Nanyang people are third-class citizens, then the "dan people" in this era are even inferior to the third-class citizens--and the fisherman "Alan" who was invaded by British sailors is a "dan people"!

...

In the evening, by the river---

As a reporter from Sing Tao Daily, Su Dingxian took a sampan and drove towards the water shed where the fisherman Alan was.

The Xiangjiang River in the night was filled with a faint sea mist. Su Dingxian took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a leisurely sip in the night breeze.

More than a hundred years ago, on Tai O Island, Hong Kong, some gangsters and Hakkas who drifted to fish on the sea to make a living. They stopped here. They used wood to build houses on the tidal flats, and slowly built continuous water sheds on the river surging.

They swayed the sampan to go in and out, fished and dried salt, supported their families, and grew up to this day.

Just as Su Dingxian was thinking, the eldest brother who was riding the boat said to Su Dingxian: "Mr. Reporter, Alan's home has arrived!"

Su Dingxian looked around and found that there was a continuous stream of water huts in front of him.

"That building is Alan's home. I don't know if there are anyone now?" The eldest brother who was rocking the boat was an enthusiastic person. After getting the boat close, he shouted at the shed: "Is there anyone? Guests are here! He is a big reporter in the city!"

With a creaking sound, a window in the shanty town opened, revealing a haggard face, and it was an older woman.

Su Dingxian thanked the elder brother and paid the boat again. Then he brought up the egg tart with the remaining heat and stepped onto the corridor of the shed.

The door of the shed opened and two children emerged, one boy and the other, both black and thin, wearing simple patched clothes, looking at Su Dingxian curiously and the egg tart snacks in Su Dingxian's hand.

Su Dingxian handed over the egg tart he was carrying and said, "It's very delicious for you to eat."

The little boy hesitated and hid at the door and secretly swallowed his saliva.

The little girl hid behind the little boy, stuffed her little fingers into her mouth, drooling, and her eyes flashed.

Su Dingxian said again: "Hold it, it's really something I'll give it to you."

The greedy little girl pushed the little boy, and the little boy then came forward with the courage to take the egg tart from Su Dingxian's hand.

"Where is your lord?" Su Dingxian asked.

"My grandma, someone is looking for you!" the little boy turned around and rushed into the house.

In a moment---

With a creaking sound, a thin figure walked out of the shed. He was thirty-seven or eight years old, with a little dark skin and a haggard face. He was wearing a coarse cloth jacket that was common to people at sea. Below were black wide-leg pants made of coarse cloth, barefoot.

Su Dingxian knew that these people at sea called "Amiya" actually meant "Amama", and often many people at sea did not have males, because most of them went to sea to fish, or they had an accident and were buried in the sea.

Obviously, the woman in front of her is the mother of these two children and the mother of Alan, a fisherman's daughter.

The woman seemed to be in poor health, with a haggard and pale face, and she kept gasping and coughing. After walking a few steps, she held the door frame with her hands, looked at Su Dingxian, and said with a look of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I feel uncomfortable, you are--"

Su Dingxian tried his best to make himself look kinder and kind, and smiled at the woman and said, "Are you Alan's milk? I'm here to find Alan."

"Look for Alan? What do you want to do for her?" The woman showed a hint of vigilance on her haggard face, and her originally unsightly eyes were even more staring at Su Dingxian.

Su Dingxian smiled and said, "I am a reporter from Sing Tao Daily, this is my business card." As he said that, he handed over a business card that he had just made.

Alan's grandma took the business card and looked at it, then shook her head and handed it back to Su Dingxian and said, "I can't read."

Su Dingxian shrugged, put away his business card again, and said, "Actually, I want to give Alan an interview."

"Tell her an interview?" The woman immediately became emotional and coughed violently, "We have already said that we have nothing to say. Please don't disturb her anymore!"

Seeing that the woman was excited, Su Dingxian said, "Actually, I want to come to help her."

"You can't help, and no one else can help!" The woman suddenly squatted on the ground, hugging her head and cried.

In the room, the little boy and the little girl who were stealing egg tarts saw the woman crying, so they took an egg tart out and said, "My uncle doesn't cry, but Milk eats egg tarts! The egg tarts are so fragrant and delicious!"

The woman shook her head and cried even harder.

Su Dingxian breathed a sigh of relief and squatted beside the woman and said, "I know you are very wronged, and I also know that Alan has suffered a lot of harm, so I just want to help you now!"

The woman raised her head and looked at Su Dingxian. She saw her tears flowing, her eyes were red, and she cried and said, "You can't help us! The British beast forced my daughter, but the police let him go... and threatened us that if we accused him again, we would arrest me and my daughter."

Just then--

"Are those bad guys here again?"

"Don't be afraid, we'll help you!"

"Damn beasts, do you still have a conscience?"

When Su Dingxian heard the sound, he saw seven or eight people running towards him angrily in his hands.

...

turn out to be---

When the neighbors in some water huts next to him heard the crying, they thought Su Dingxian was a bad guy, so they rushed over with bamboo poles and oars.

After everyone found out Su Dingxian's identity, they began to complain again: "You reporters are all useless! You dare not report such big news!"

"Yes, those ghost guys can't afford to offend you, you media guys are not brave!"

"I think you'd better leave and don't be embarrassed here anymore!"

It seems that these people at sea are extremely disappointed, or distrustful, with the media and journalists.

Yes, such a big thing should have caused a lot of controversy in Hong Kong, but under pressure from the British troops stationed in Hong Kong, the media directly chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and even a report of accusation for Alan did not appear.

That's not all. I heard from those gang members that a great detective came recently and also brought a lawyer named Du.

They warned Alan and her amiss to stop making things worse, otherwise the British sailor would sue Alan for seducing him, conducting private activities at sea, and then arrest her to jail.

"It's really unreasonable, you can say that!"

"Yes, it's so unethical! It's clear that Alan was bullied, but they helped the ghost guy do such things!"

"Alan's father died early, and her grandma is always sick again. Now that this is happening again, it's really a sin!"

Everyone squatted aside and cursed in a verbal manner.

Su Dingxian also followed their appearance, squatted side by side with their group of people, took out a cigarette, gave it to everyone, and then asked: "Is that detective named Yan Xiong?"

"Huh, how do you know?"

Su Dingxian bit the cigarette and smiled.
Chapter completed!