When Mr. Wang and his wife returned home, it was already two o'clock in the morning. The old man could not stay up late and was very tired. The children at home were all asleep. The three sons of the Wang family were all married. The eldest son was the president of the bank, the second son was in the army, and the third son was in the army.
In the National Development and Reform Commission, the Wang family is truly a combination of yang and yin. Wang’s grandsons have four grandsons and one granddaughter. His great-grandsons have three great-grandsons and one great-granddaughter. The Wang family’s descendants, except for the grandson who teaches at the university,
It's all work within the system.
The eldest son and his wife live in the old house. The second son and the third son's family are not very far away. They are only ten minutes' walk away. They gather together for dinner on weekends. They are a family that pays special attention to etiquette and cohesion.
After the couple simply washed up, the old lady did not feel sleepy at all. She leaned on the Toffee chair and looked at the photos of her daughter Wang Shuyu and her grandson. They were taken in Tiananmen Square when her grandson was one year old. The photo was still of Mr. Wang.
In the photo, the young daughter and grandson who has not yet spoken brought the old man back to more than 20 years ago.
The saddest thing in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift.
"Could Yanyan... be still alive? I made a mistake back then?" The old lady looked up at her husband who had just come out of the bathroom, "Is that child Yanyan?"
She knew that hope was slim, but she still held on to a faint hope.
"It's Yan Yan..."
The old lady already had a premonition in her heart. After all, she knew her husband very well. He had late-night snacks with others for no reason, and he looked so much like Sheng Lan's child. His age and the place where he first appeared were all so coincidental, but she was afraid that her expectations would be too high and she would be disappointed.
, upon hearing the affirmative answer, the old lady’s tears fell instantly and dripped on the photo.
Mr. Wang knelt down in front of her, lying on her knees, her pajamas wet with tears, "I'm sorry for you."
The old lady put her trembling hands on his head, feeling sad.
At that time, the public announcement was that the daughter's family was involved in a smuggling case, and the story was consistent. However, the body was beyond recognition and almost rotten. The daughter and son-in-law could still recognize it. The three-year-old grandson's face was already ulcerated. The old lady knew it was not the case as soon as she saw the body.
Any accident must be the revenge of an enemy. Mr. Wang's work has long put aside personal gains and losses, honor and disgrace, so the children are protected wherever they go and are prohibited from going abroad. They are very concerned about their safety. Their daughter has lived a happy life for several years after her marriage.
Fortunately, there were no accidents during the domestic tour, and Mr. Wang also changed his job. She thought that everything was over, and her life would go on peacefully, and she would be happy and happy. Who would have thought that bad news would come from the sky.
Although Mr. Wang never said it, his wife knew it well. She had never complained in all these years. It was because she didn't want to rub salt into her husband's wounds. He was the one who was hurt the most. If the couple separated because of this, they would only kiss each other.
Those who suffer pain are quick to hate, and after receiving a courier, he vomited blood and fell into a coma and was sent to the hospital. When cleaning up, his wife had already seen the video of his daughter being bloodletted and tortured, and she never said a word to Mr. Wang.
She knew in her heart that in this tragedy, only the murderer should pay the price, and her husband should not have to bear the blame and hatred of his wife after losing his daughter.
For so many years, she pretended not to know the truth, and the two of them supported each other and slowly came out of their grief.
"It's good to be alive...it's good to be alive!" The old lady gently stroked Mr. Wang's hair. Her husband had gray hair before he was fifty and worked hard all his life for his responsibilities. He is now in his seventies.
He has not retired yet, so he dare not retire and cannot retire. Only when he is in office can he protect everyone in the family. Therefore, the old lady never bothers him with trivial matters in life and handles the family affairs properly.
Now that I know that my grandson is still alive, I feel very happy, "It must be Yu'er and Sheng Lan who are protecting him in the sky, so Yanyan can escape death. Now that we know, why don't we take him home?"
"I..." Mr. Wang raised his head and looked at the old lady. He didn't know how to explain it for a moment. If he said that he had sent someone to assassinate Ji Xuan and that his wife had never laid a hand on him after decades of marriage, he would probably give it to him.
A slap in the face, "This matter is a bit complicated."
Mrs. Wang doesn't understand what's so complicated about her grandson living well, telling the truth, and recognizing each other by blood.
"He may not be willing to recognize us." Mr. Wang sighed. After squatting for a long time, he was a little numb. His right leg was injured and was not very flexible. It was hard to see at ordinary times. The old lady helped him and sat next to him, pouring it for him.
A cup of hot tea, "Why don't you agree with me?"
"Wait a minute." Mr. Wang came to the side and took Ji Xun's information. This information was presented on his desk early in the morning. It was all Ji Xun's information and concealed the fact that he sent people to assassinate Ji Xun.
That part, "This is his upbringing."
The old lady touched the photo on the file. This photo was taken when Ji Xun was in his early twenties. His temperament was very different from today. The photo was taken by people from the Wild Wolf Squadron at the Colosseum. Ji Xun was in his early twenties.
Xuan stood in the Colosseum wearing a white shirt and trousers. His white shirt was dyed red with blood and splashed on his brows. The whole person looked sinister and evil.
The old lady felt very distressed. She took the reading glasses next to her and looked at the information carefully. It was a world that the old lady had never been exposed to. The simple and unpretentious narrative described Ji Xun's first twenty years.
What kind of hellish life did Nian live? He was a child who crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. When Mr. Wang knew that Jiang Junlin, a serious and upright person, actually liked such a young man with no bottom line and evil, he was very upset.
Accident.
"It's our fault..." Tears welled up in the old lady's eyes again, and she felt terribly distressed just by reading the text. "If he had been more cautious back then, and not collected the bodies so hastily, he might have known the truth, or he might have been able to come back with Yanyan.
He wouldn’t have suffered like this, and it’s God’s blessing that he survived.”
Mr. Wang also knew that it was not easy for Ji Xun, but he didn't know that it was his grandson. This was just an investigation report. He had never felt sympathy. Their identities and positions were different, and their styles of dealing with things were also different. It was difficult to have a different relationship.
compassion.
But when the truth is revealed, everything is different.
"Have you known about him for a long time?"
"I knew it eight years ago." Mr. Wang said.
Mrs. Wang looked at him in disbelief, "He looks so much like Sheng Lan, haven't you ever had any doubts?"
"I have forgotten what Sheng Lan looks like." Mr. Wang said truthfully. The Sheng family all immigrated overseas. He was emotionally moved by the scene. He would not often look at the photos of his daughter and son-in-law. He might not even look at them. He was in his twenties.
Years passed, and Sheng Lan's face had long faded in his memory. If Lu Zhiyuan hadn't taken out the photo, he really wouldn't have had any doubts.
Even if there is suspicion, it is actually difficult to connect Ji Xun with Sheng Lan and Wang Shuyu.
Mr. Wang is a very traditional person and has always believed that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. The words and deeds of children will be affected by their parents. His sons, grandsons and great-grandchildren are all well-behaved, kind and upright, as are the children of the side branch.
in this way.
The Sheng family has a good family tradition. Sheng Lan has a gentle temper, is romantic and naive, and is a typical artist. Wang Shuyu is lively and bright, and is obsessed with music. Mr. Wang often thinks that if his grandson is alive, he should also have a gentle and romantic temperament like Sheng Lan. What do you think?
I never expected that Ji Xun would be like this. He almost died with him in order to get Jiang Junlin. His temper was really extreme.
But he didn't dare to tell the truth to Mrs. Wang. Now in Mrs. Wang's heart, her grandson must be the first priority. If he told the truth, he would not be able to do anything but be blamed.
"No matter what, he is our child. He refuses to recognize us. He has been separated for so many years and has never had any feelings. We know that he is right in front of us and still turn a blind eye. That is hurting the child's heart, at least.
Let the child know that we will love him and love him, that he has relatives and that he is not an orphan." The old lady suddenly remembered something, "You knew this eight years ago, and you were worried that he would not recognize us, right?
Have you done anything bad to him? Otherwise, why would you have such concerns if everything was fine?"
