Eighteen
Jiujiang Wharf.
The white sail was shining with silver light in the morning sun.
Zongde and Shiyu each carried a suitcase, Chenxiang held the baby, and walked along the pier stairs to the boat. Zongde walked to Chen Xiang, pushed the baby's down cap with his hand, bent down, and kissed the baby's little cheek deeply, and said affectionately, "My child, goodbye."
"Zongde, you have to remember the promise made when the baby was born." Shiyu saw Zongde kiss the baby and said casually.
"Don't worry-protect your baby's life." Zongde said.
"You go ashore, take care of yourself." Shi Yu urged as he heard the steam whistle sounded by the ship.
Zongde jumped ashore and waved his right hand and said, "Goodbye, I wish you a safe journey."
The steam turbine started, turned around, and moved forward suddenly.