The sun is so warm, on this cold winter day.

"I saw Team Leader Park today and was taken into the police car and taken away." The Turkish came back and said mysteriously.

Maslow and Kim Ji-ho just smiled. This was the destined ending for Park Tae-long. Since the two began to plan, his ending was destined to be under review.

The Go piece in Maslow's hand fell on the chessboard. The chess game was about to come to the end, but Jin Zhihao was still holding on.

"Tomorrow is the Great Hope Festival." Jin Zhihao suddenly felt a little sad. The Turks could not feel this sadness, but he believed that Maslow, who was also a Han Chinese, could definitely feel it.

Great Hope Day?

Maslow was stunned. Is it so fast? Did the Lantern Festival unknowingly come?

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival. The Han Dynasty has always been influenced by Chinese culture, and they also celebrate the Lantern Festival on this day.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the full moon. The Han Dynasty also called the Lantern Festival "Dawang Day Festival", which means looking at the full moon. The Dawang Day Festival was given the special meaning of "the end of the old year and the beginning of the new year" in the Han Dynasty.

The biggest custom of the Chinese people on the Lantern Festival is to eat Lantern Festival, while the Han people do not eat Lantern Festival. They eat grain rice on this day. There are also customs such as rat fire play, stepping on the land god, burning the moon, setting off lamps, flying kites, etc.

"The streets of Seoul will be very lively tomorrow night." Jin Zhihao said quietly, as if he was infinitely yearning.

Maslow also yearned for his city, the coastal city of Qinwan, and wanted to eat the Lantern Festival that my mother had rolled out at home.

"I hope I can drink Erming Festival tomorrow and eat rice with grains." Qiu Chaoyong is a Han Chinese and will not be ignorant of the customs of the Han Chinese. During the training, there is a class that specializes in the customs of the Han Chinese.

"Yes, yes." Jin Zhihao comforted. In this place where scum is everywhere, Maslow, with a gentle face, is the person he is most willing to make friends with.

....

The stars change, and the sun and the moon rotate.

When Maslow woke up the next morning, just as he opened his eyes, he saw Kim Ji-ho sitting by the window looking outside in a daze.

“Qiu Chaoyong.”

"You buy my hot," Maslow replied with a smile, "Kim Zhihao."

"You buy my hot!" Jin Zhihao also replied with a smile.

Buying hot represents a kind of wish, indicating that there will be no heatstroke throughout the summer of the New Year.

The Turks and Malays were confused. This belonged to the Han Dynasty's etiquette and they could not understand it when they had just entered the country.

The breakfast is indeed a grain rice made from rice, glutinous rice, beans, soybeans, soybeans, and of course, wild vegetables.

Jin Zhihao distributed the rice in his bowl to Malays, Filipinos and Turks. The more they got, the more prosperous the year it was.

"The streets of Seoul must be full of lanterns now," Kim Ji-ho's mood suddenly fell, "I'm going outside now, I will pray for you in person."

"It's OK here, too." Maslow smiled.

He dealt with Hiroji Eida and drove Park Tae-yong away. Now the safest thing is in the detention center. As long as no one else is inserted into the house, he can sleep well every night.

The custom that Jin Zhihao talked about is to look at the moon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and pray for blessings. It is called welcoming the moon. Those who see the full moon first will go well.

Therefore, every year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the moon rises in the east, people climb up mountains or hills to welcome it.

Go to the high place and put the torch on the ground, close your hands, and pray at the full moon.

The farmer prays for good weather for the whole year, the girls and young men pray to meet their favorite spouse, and the elders at home pray to their children for good health. Of course, they pray to be released from prison early.

Maslow said secretly, then I pray to complete the task as soon as possible and return to my parents and Xiaoying.

"Maslow, prepare for it and leave tomorrow."

The prison guard suddenly pushed the door and said without warning.

Maslow was stunned. Although Lawyer Cheng had told him, the day came so quickly.

"Where is my wife?" he asked quickly, but only the sound of the iron gate was answered.

"Congratulations." Jin Zhihao came up with a smile, but he couldn't hide a trace of loneliness and envy in his expression.

Turks, Malays and Filipinos also came over. After the incident of Hida Koji, this cell was the most harmonious among all cells.

Jin Zhihao's loneliness Maslow understood, but he was really powerless here, so don't say anything powerless.

....

At night, when the golden moon climbed up, Maslow couldn't help but sigh.

There was a moon above his head, but he was separated from his family from his foreign country. He really wanted to fly across the mountains, fly back to Qinwan, and fly next to his parents and Lin Shuying.

But Kim Ji-ho was praying devoutly that they were concessioned to participate in the evening prayer.

The torch was inserted on the ground, illuminating his eyes in the cold wind.

An old man walked over slowly, holding a broom in his hand, and struggling to clean the ground.

"Hey, you've put out my torch." A man in his forties suddenly stood up, but Maslow clearly saw that his torch was extinguished by himself.

"It's not me, it's a gust of wind that blew, your torch didn't..."

"Nothing, it's you, you ruined my luck." In this place, everyone has anger, but everyone is not a good person, so the weakest and weakest person will not be the target of everyone's venting.

The prey on the weak is particularly true here.

The old man was knocked to the ground without saying a few words, and then he was dragged aside with his hair dragged aside.

Maslow looked at Kim Jong-ho, and Kim Jong-ho shook his head. There are too many such things here. They are also weak people and have no ability to protect themselves, let alone protect others.

However, he suddenly turned his head and Maslow disappeared.

The wheelchair was heading towards the darkness and Maslow turned very quickly.

Wow—

There was a sound of drowning in the darkness, and Maslow's fists couldn't help but clenched. The old man was waving his hands weakly, resisting the urine from above.

The urine flowed wildly, wetting his hair and whole body.

"Stop." Maslow shouted, his yellow badge obviously stunned the wild person in front of him. The man lifted his pants and walked towards the side cursingly.

"Old man, don't you worry?" Maslow shook his wheelchair and a smell came from the old man, "Go back quickly and take a shower."

The old man's eyes were dull, he raised his head weakly, and slowly sat up from the ground.

He looked up and down at Maslow, then looked at Maslow's face for a long time, "Are you Qiu Chaoyong?"

Maslow was stunned and then smiled, "Go back quickly, you are so old."
Chapter completed!