Feng Zidong continued, “Reflecting on the past, I remember that ten years ago, blogging was all the rage. During that time, I had quite a following, and my blog received a lot of views. I frequently shared articles and essays, and in every piece, I incorporated a unique touch. I would always include a coded message using the password 1747, which contained the ten words ‘I miss you very much, please contact me.’ I’m confident that apart from my father, no one else in the world would understand its significance.”


    Charlie couldn’t help but apud, saying, “You and your father have created a secret way tomunicate. Considering you were a well-known figure, if your father were still alive and had ess to the inte, he would undoubtedly keep up with your activities. He would certainly see your blog and the messages you left. That’s a really clever method!”<fn3d36> Updates are released by FιndＮovel</fn3d36>


    Feng Zidong smiled humbly, responding, “It’s not about being clever or not; what truly matters is whether it serves a purpose.”


    Then Feng Zidong continued, “On May 13th, ten years ago, which happens to be my birthday, I received a private message from a stranger. The message was quite ordinary, expressing admiration for my writing and encouragement to keep up the good work.”


    “I typically receive dozens, if not hundreds, of simr messages daily. However, this particr message stood out because when you apply the password 1747, it reveals just six characters: We miss you very much too.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    At that moment, Charlie felt a surge of excitement.


    He asked Feng Zidong, “How did your parents manage to evade the monitoring of the PoQinghui (Benn) and reach out to you?”


    Feng Zidong borated, “ording to my father, during his time in Huben Camp, despite having the worst aptitude, he earned the trust of the camp’s leader. Over those ten years, my mother and father had a son and a daughter, which made them seem more stable in the eyes of the PoQinghui (Benn).”


    “Later, the Qing Dynasty sent them to Saudi Arabia in the Middle East. On the surface, they were a couple running a Chinese restaurant, but their true mission was to monitor the Saudi royal family. They were tasked with reporting any signals of other forces, and when such signals arose, they had to act swiftly.”


    Charlie expressed disbelief, “Wait, you could have children in Huben Camp?”


    “Yes!” Feng Zidong confirmed with a nod. “This was something my father realized on his own. No one else had children in Huben Camp before them. They were the first couple in history to do so. My father believed that having a child there would demonstrate the depth of their bond and their mutualmitment to one another. By choosing to have children under the scrutiny of the PoQing Society, they showcased their recognition of the organization. Once their child was born, in the eyes of the Huihui, they became akin to protons from ancient times, which only heightened the trust the PoQinghui (Benn) had in them.”


    Feng Zidong then added, “This trust is precisely why my parents had the opportunity to be sent abroad and were genuinely epted. The expatriates were all trusted individuals because the PoQing Society aimed to give them as much freedom as possible to avoid revealing their true identities.” Charlie suddenly understood and sighed, “So, that’s how it was.”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>