Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Chapter 416 Miss Wu - See You Again

Zhang Shouhe rents a house in a large tenement in Taipei City. All the photos that reminded him of Wu Chenmin were destroyed during the Cultural Revolution. He is a few years older than Wu Chenmin, and now he is very old. Time has faded away his longing for her, and the flower-like smile in his memory has also withered and faded. All that remains is deep obsession and hidden expectations.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the government repaid Zhang Shouhe's salary for many years, so his life is not difficult now, just lonely.

When the government's foreign business reception staff found Zhang Shouhe's residence through layers of connections, and when the familiar yet unfamiliar elderly Wu Chengmin stood in front of Zhang Shouhe, all his memories melted in an instant like dusty glaciers, and the moment of stillness and movement was like the shattering of mountains and rivers and the collapse of the sun and the moon.

"Xiao Min? You guys..."

Zhang Shouhe turned his gaze to Zhang Ruiwen standing behind Zhou Leng. His eyes and brows resembled those of Wu Chengmin when he was young. He knew that was his son.

"Raven, kowtow to your father."

Zhang Ruiwen stepped forward, knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said, "Dad."

The corners of Zhang Shouhe's mouth trembled, and tears fell down. He clenched his teeth and swallowed the sobs.

"Good son, get up quickly, good son. Xiao Min, you and your mother have suffered so much. You have suffered so much."

Zhou Leng's originally resolute face was now filled with tears, and each drop of crystal tears seemed to tell of the longing and sadness between the two for more than 30 years. As cold as Zhou Leng looked at the man in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh that the other party was a rare good partner in the world.

Even though the years have left deep and shallow marks on Zhang Shouhe's face, making him look weathered; even though the torture of life has long bent his spine, making his back increasingly hunched, his heart that always cares about his family has never changed, and he has not remarried as Zhang Ruiwen worried. He has spent more than 30 years alone and persistently guarding his memories.

Zhang Shouhe silently endured the suffering and torture. He swallowed all the pain and grievances and never complained to others. But in his heart, what he cared about most was still his wife and children. He was worried about their living conditions, afraid that they would not have enough food or warm clothes because of poverty, and worried that they would not be able to enjoy the happiness and peace they deserved.

The father in Zhang Ruiwen's imagination slowly overlapped with the old man in front of him. He looked at his parents holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes. The missing fatherly love in his heart was fulfilled at this moment. He knew that there was a person who loved him seriously and hard, even though they had never met and were thousands of miles apart. His love for them had never been forgotten because of suffering, had never faded because of time, and had never changed because of human nature.

The items on display in the old and dilapidated room looked shabby, the floor was uneven and the walls were mottled and peeling.

Three people walked into the room, and the person who accompanied them was very tactful and gently closed the door and left quietly.

They were filled with longing for each other but couldn't express it. They just held each other's old hands and couldn't stop crying.

"Dad, now that we've found you, mom and I are planning to return home and live with you. Mom has taken care of me all these years, and I'll take care of both of you in the future."

This simple sentence was like a drop of water falling into a boiling hot oil pan, instantly breaking the originally calm appearance and triggering an earth-shaking explosion!

Zhang Shouhe, who had been suppressing his emotions, could no longer suppress the surging sadness and longing in his heart. His broad shoulders began to tremble violently, and then he burst into heart-wrenching sobs. He seemed to release all the sorrow that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

Zhou Leng and her son were moved and burst into tears. The three of them hugged each other tightly and cried loudly.

It seems that any words seem pale and powerless at this moment, far less than the tears that burst out of my eyes. Every tear carries endless thoughts, attachments and deep concerns; they are like a silent but extremely moving language, telling of indescribable emotions.

About half an hour later, Zhang Shouhe cried until his head was dizzy and his eyes were sore. He slowly stopped crying and said in a hoarse voice with a firm tone: "What's past is past. In the remaining few days, I will accompany you and watch over you."

"it is good."

With the cooperation of government officials, the family of three took back the courtyard under the name of Wu Fengyue. After more than 30 years, the family of three returned to the place where they first lived.

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Wu Fengyue's son inherited all her inheritance. This son was not announced until two years after Commander Chang's death. The child was born in the second year after Wu Fengyue went to the United States alone. The child was named Wu Chenlin. The biological father is unknown, but it is definitely not Commander Chang, because the child has blond hair, blue eyes and white skin, and has nothing to do with Commander Chang.

Wu Fengyue concealed the truth so thoroughly that the Wu family was not informed of Wu Chenlin's existence until half a year after Commander Chang's death.

Wu Chenlin is the person in charge of this investment trip to China. He also returned to China to invest according to his mother's last wish. Otherwise, Zhou Leng's financial resources would not be worthy of such attention.

Wu Chenlin was interviewed by reporters, and his patriotic deeds were on the headlines of TV news and the front pages of newspapers. His mother was "rehabilitated". Although she was a concubine of the National Army, she had her heart set on the motherland and always supported the reunification of the motherland. She even broke up with her husband who was far away in Taiwan for this. Wu Fengyue's deeds were beautified and processed, and finally she became one of the four great women of the Republic of China known to everyone.

The Cultural Revolution was a period of chaos, and not enough attention was paid to the martyrs. Also, since all the Zhang brothers except Zhang Shouhe were labeled capitalist-roaders, no one paid attention to Zhang Shouyi's affairs after his death. After the reform and opening up, the country vigorously developed the economy, but this tombstone that no one remembered remained unchanged.

Zhang Ruiwen carefully removed the weeds that were growing wildly around the tombstone. He picked up a clean rag and carefully wiped the cold tombstone, removing the dust and dirt accumulated on it bit by bit.

Zhang Shouhe quietly opened a bottle of liquor and slowly poured it on the ground in front of the tombstone. The liquor soaked the soil and gave off a faint aroma.

Zhang Shouhe gently raised the bottle and took a sip. Instantly, a spicy taste rushed down his throat, stimulating his eyes to instantly turn red. This spiciness not only stimulated his mouth and throat, but also stung the softest part of his heart. He murmured:

"Shouyi, look, your sister-in-law is back, and my son is back. Before you left for the front, you said to me, 'Everyone has to die, some are lighter than a feather, some are heavier than Mount Tai.' I still don't fully understand it, but I hope the path you choose will be heavier than Mount Tai for you, and you will have no regrets. When I die, Raven will continue to sweep your grave for me. Even if the world forgets, I will always remember that you sacrificed your life for the country, and your loyalty is unparalleled."

Zhou Leng reached out and touched the tombstone. She seemed to see the fearless young man. She said gently, "Shouyi, don't hesitate on the road to the underworld. Don't wait. You will be safe and sound in your next life."

Zhang Shouhe wiped away his tears and said in a heroic tone: "Son, kowtow to your uncle."

Zhang Ruiwen kowtowed three times in front of the tombstone.

Live your life to your heart's content, it's up to you to choose whether to be drunk or sad.