Zhang Hong told his grandfather everything he knew and what he had deduced based on so many clues.
He even talked about how he met the group of people later and how he directed and starred in the TV series.
Mr. Zhang wanted to take out a cigarette, but he hadn't touched a cigarette in more than 20 years.
He didn't say a lot of things, but Zhang Hong also understood.
Why did my great-grandfather go back to his original surname?
Why would he rather die than come back?
At that moment, the only thing in your heart was the justice of the family and the country, just to protect those children?
still......
After all, that happened sixty or seventy years ago, and no one except the great-grandfather himself can tell.
After a long silence, Grandpa said calmly: "I will not forgive him."
Zhang Hong nodded silently.
This is understandable.
How can I understand him and forgive him because I have no choice but to forgive him?
That kind of thing doesn't exist in reality.
Zhang Hong remembered that there was a TV program in his previous life, which was about a family whose parents abandoned their children when they were still babies.
When the children grow up, they will go to the program set to get to know each other.
The disgusting host also said disgusting words such as "If you have a conscience, you should forgive them, after all, they are your parents."
The same goes for this one.
No matter what the reason is, even if my great-grandfather died on the battlefield, he is a hero of the country.
But he never came back and there was no news.
Grandpa watched his great-grandma pass away due to overwork. Before his death, his great-grandmother was still talking about grandpa and asked him not to resent him.
Grandpa will listen to Grandma and won't resent him, but he won't forgive him either.
This is quite normal.
However, Zhang Hong's goal has been achieved.
He learned the truth, and that was enough.
As for what my great-grandfather was thinking at the time...this has all been buried in the war decades ago.
In the new era, people should not forget the heroes of the past who fought for today's life.
But we must also look forward.
People who only dwell in the past will not have a future.
After that, neither the grandfather nor the grandson mentioned the matter again.
After having a hearty dinner, they declined grandma's enthusiasm for them to stay one night, and they planned to leave.
After clearing the dining table, grandparents sent them out the door.
When they saw Lin Muqing's Porsche, the old couple had no reaction.
When the car started, grandpa suddenly asked: "When will your TV series be broadcast and on which channel?"
Zhang Hong turned to look at Lin Muqing.
Lin Muqing leaned forward slightly, exposed his face, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Zhang, on CCTV 4, two episodes will be broadcast at 8:30 every night starting next Wednesday."
This is what she went to talk about.
But in fact, she didn't use her abilities - it was recommended by those old people who were selling their faces.
Maybe because it didn’t require any money, the other party agreed after seeing the sample.
"Okay, I understand." Mr. Zhang waved his hand, "Then you guys go slower on the road, Zhang Hong, and remember to call your grandma when you get home."
"Okay."
Zhang Hong hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing more.
Let bygones be bygones.
But you have to keep track of your seniority and don't let Jia Xu know about it.
Watch the Porsche drive away until the red taillight turns into a small dot and finally disappears around the corner at the end of the road.
The old couple then turned around and entered the house.
Back in the bedroom, Mr. Zhang took a pen and drew a circle on next Wednesday on the calendar hanging on the wall.
Then he looked around in the cabinet, but found nothing.
Grandma Zhang Hong turned around and took the key to open the locked drawer, took out a photo from it and handed it to him.
There was a gentle smile on her face, but she didn't say anything.
It was half a large-sized black and white photo.
It must have been torn from a whole photo, and there are wrinkles on it.
In the photo is a bust of a young man who looks very similar to Zhang Hong but has a more gentle and jade-like temperament.
"Didn't I remember that this thing was thrown away?" Grandpa Zhang raised his head.
"I picked it up." Grandma raised her hand, "Why don't you glue it on?"
After a moment of silence, Grandpa waved his hand: "Forget it, let's put it in the drawer."
Grandma smiled, put it in the drawer, locked it, and hung the key on the nail on the wall. "You can take it away yourself whenever you want."
"snort......"
With a snort of disdain in his nose, Mr. Zhang walked out of the house with his hands behind his back.
Grandma was left laughing alone.
............
After returning to Luo City, they did not stop. After meeting the people in the two-story building, the two immediately set off for the capital.
I won’t win the Golden Eagle Award, and I can’t even catch up.
After going to the hospital, Zhang Hong was ready to wait quietly for the 4 million bonus from the Mo Zhai Award.
By the way, write out the unit script for the next part of the criminal investigation workplace drama.
After that, I just thought about what I should make if I wanted to make a movie that would not cost too much and still make money.
............
Tonight is the Golden Eagle Awards ceremony.
This time it's live broadcast.
Zhang Hong was smoking and talking nonsense with Jia Xu in the hospital.
Lin Muqing rushed to the award ceremony to explain the reason to Wu Dingguo and others.
Other relevant people are preparing to watch the live broadcast at home.
The award ceremony site is being prepared now.
Zhang Hong actually didn't come to the rehearsals for the first two days, and Wu Dingguo also expressed his understanding.
But just now he received news that a reporter at the Capital Airport photographed Zhang Hong returning to Beijing, but he still didn't come.
"What's the situation? If he really has something to do, forget it. It's understandable. Since he is in the capital now, why doesn't he come?" Wu Dingguo stared at Lin Muqing with an unsightly expression, "I need an explanation."
Lin Muqing, who had already changed into a black dress, had a calm expression: "He is in the hospital."
The gloom on Wu Dingguo's face instantly disappeared and turned into concern: "Is Zhang Hong okay? Why did you go to the hospital?"
Lin Muqing gave an overview of what happened before.
After listening, several people were silent.
Liu Yishou, who was wearing a suit, said with emotion: "This... is such a coincidence, it could be made into a movie."
Wu Dingguo was also very moved, "Forget it, it's human nature, just go on stage to accept the award for him later."
Next to him, Liu Yishou complained: "I said President Wu, are you spoiling the story in advance? Then I will treat it as your default decision!"
"It's a bullshit decision." Wu Dingguo sneered, "Your votes for several awards were on average more than a million votes lower than Zhang Hong's. What a bullshit are you talking about?"
As we all know, the Golden Eagle Award is voted by the audience.
The official website has been down for three months, and voting ended a week ago.
The specific number of votes was not disclosed.
In fact, in previous years, the number of votes and the list of winners were announced in advance.
However, four years ago, it was changed to reveal the list and the number of voters on site.
"Okay, I'll go backstage first. You can just wait and feel at ease." Wu Dingguo stood up and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Lin Muqing quickly took out the USB flash drive Zhang Hong gave her and handed it over, "President Wu, Zhang Hong gave this to me to replace the acceptance speech video that was previously given to the committee."
Wu Dingguo: "..."
"Okay." He took the USB flash drive and walked backstage, "I'm going to check out the content first and save this guy from messing with me. This time it's a live broadcast."
After watching him leave, the two of them returned to their seats and waited with Luo Yun and the others for the ceremony to begin after the seats were full.
Half an hour later, Zhang Hao and his wife, Zhang Luoyu and his wife, Su Xiaoyue and her tablet best friend, Li Hualinchuan from the Luocheng company, and Liang Luo and his son all sat in front of the TV.
The Golden Eagle Awards ceremony officially begins.
ps: I blocked the chapter before, so I posted this chapter first, and then changed the chapter, and I was very worried.