Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

The next day is New Year's Eve, the streets are deserted, the air is full of the smell of fried food, the housewives who are usually reluctant to add a drop of oil, today are generous with fried New Year's goods, no matter how poor they are, they can't be poor. supper.

Su Mei received a call from Ye Cheng asking her to see Su Zhiyong.

Han Jingchuan accompanied her there. Su Zhiyong was imprisoned in the detention center, wearing a prison uniform, looking down and out, with a stubble.

Seeing Su Mei, Su Zhiyong was very angry and wanted to rush up to beat her, but was restrained by the police.

"Bastard, I shouldn't have raised you in the first place, you white-eyed wolf!" Su Zhiyong cursed endlessly.

In the detention center for the past two days, he has thought through a lot of things. These days, it was Su Mei who played tricks on him, and he set him up step by step. He also regarded this little bastard as a well-behaved and obedient daughter. Heh...he is the most stupid that.

"I am your own father, you will have retribution, you bastard!" Su Zhiyong cursed with the most vicious words on his face.

Su Mei didn't care, and said mockingly: "Your retribution has already arrived. When you attacked my mother, you should have thought that such a day would come. Su Zhiyong, with a father like you, I just feel disgusted. Don't worry, I'll wait for you." After death, I won't go to worship you, Su Yue, don't count on her, she will be reunited with you soon because of her illness. "

The muscles on Su Zhiyong's face kept twitching, and he was swearing, and he couldn't hear what he was swearing, it was not a pleasant word after all.

"By the way, Xia Yanqiu will reunite with you first, the three of you go down and make amends for my mother!" Su Mei said coldly.

"You will have retribution, you will die!" Su Zhiyong cursed.

"A villain like you can live for so long. I have nothing to fear. Even if there is retribution, you won't be able to see it. You will be shot soon!"

Su Mei spoke word by word, every sound was like a knife, piercing Su Zhiyong's heart, making him terrified.

He doesn't want to die.

He hasn't become a master yet.

He is not reconciled!
"Xiaomei, I am your own father. Dad is obsessed with ghosts. He was bewitched by that poisonous woman Liu Yuehua. Dad loves your mother very much. Dad has not regretted a day in the past 12 years. Xiaomei, tell your Uncle Han Love, give me another chance...Xiaomei..."

Su Zhiyong changed his attitude and begged like a poor worm, crying until his face was covered with tears and snot, which was disgusting.

Su Mei suddenly didn't want to talk to him anymore. She came here today to see this man for the last time. She has already seen it, so there is no need to talk about it.

"Let's go."

Su Mei dragged Han Jingchuan away, followed by Su Zhiyong's crying and cursing. Ye Cheng said that after the first lunar month, the court will hear Su Zhiyong's case. If there is no accident, it will be executed immediately, even during the Lantern Festival. Can't pass.

After leaving the detention center, Su Mei looked up at the sky. Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining brightly, and the warm winter sun is very comfortable on her body.

"I want to see my mother." Su Mei said.

"Going right now."

Han Jingchuan turned around and rode towards the cemetery. On the way, he picked some plum blossoms. Zhuang Yulan liked flowers and all kinds of flowers. There was often a vase of flowers at home. Su Mei didn't know her well. He has never been in contact with Zhuang Yulan in his life, but Han Jingchuan knows.

"Aunt Zhuang likes peonies best, but she also likes other flowers."

While folding plum blossoms, Han Jingchuan talked about some things about Zhuang Yulan's life. Su Mei listened with great interest. Her impression of her mother almost came from other people's narrations, and Han Jingchuan was the clearest.

When they arrived at the cemetery, unexpectedly, someone had already arrived first, standing quietly in front of the tombstone, that generous and tall figure, Su Mei recognized at a glance that it was Jiang Changsheng.

There was also a bunch of plum blossoms beside the tombstone. Jiang Changsheng didn't speak, but just looked at it like this. The photo of Zhuang Yulan on the tombstone was taken when she was young. Her big eyes are black and white, and her smile is more beautiful than flowers.

"Yulan, Su Zhiyong has been arrested and will be shot after a year. Xia Yanqiu is about to die, and Liu Yuehua has been taken to a war zone. Xiaomei is very similar to you. She is married to Jing Chuan. The young couple have a very good relationship. Don't worry. I will take care of Xiaomei like a daughter."

Jiang Changsheng said silently in his heart, his eyes were red and his heart was sour.

However, he heard footsteps behind him, turned his head and saw Su Mei and Han Jingchuan, and smiled slightly, "You are here."

"Let's see Mom."

Su Mei put the plum blossoms under the tombstone, side by side with Jiang Changsheng's, bowed deeply three times, and Han Jingchuan also bowed together.

"Mom, as you wish, Han Jingchuan and I are together. He treats me very well, and we will be very happy."

"Aunt Zhuang, I found your daughter. She is my wife now. Don't worry, I will treat her well for the rest of my life."

Han Jingchuan silently promised that he swore with his life that he would never let his wife be wronged.

None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was very quiet, with only the sound of the howling mountain wind. After a long time, Jiang Changsheng said, "Let's go."

"Uncle Jiang, how are you doing today?" Su Mei asked with concern.

Jiang Changsheng smiled indifferently, "Go to the camp, and it's like this every year."

He had never had a reunion dinner with Liu Yuehua, in his heart, Liu Yuehua was not his family at all, he would rather go to the camp and spend it with the soldiers.

Su Mei felt a little uncomfortable. In fact, the living are the most painful. Jiang Changsheng suffered too much.

Jiang Changsheng came here by car. After leaving the cemetery, Su Mei asked Han Jingchuan to ride faster. She wanted to go back and get some dumplings and send them to Jiang Changsheng.

She asked Jiang Changsheng to wait for her in the compound for an hour, and kept urging Han Jingchuan on the way.

The daughter-in-law ordered, Han Jingchuan pedaled desperately, and rode very fast. After returning home, Su Mei filled a lunch box full of steamed cabbage and pork stuffed dumplings, and a lunch box of spring rolls, which was just fried by Mrs. Ruan .

"Send it to Uncle Jiang, hurry up, don't be too late!" Su Mei put the lunch box in her cloth pocket and urged Han Jingchuan to send it over.

Han Jingchuan had no choice but to pedal hard again, and arrived before Jiang Changsheng went out. Panting, Han Jingchuan stuffed two lunch boxes to him, and said awkwardly: "Xiaomei gave it."

His legs were sore from riding, if it wasn't for Aunt Zhuang's face, he wouldn't bother to talk to this heartless man.

Jiang Changsheng looked surprised, he didn't expect that Su Mei asked him to wait for an hour to deliver food, he couldn't help feeling warm, so it turned out that this is the warmth of a caring little padded jacket?
No wonder those veterans in the camp said it was good to have a daughter, and it was true.

"Thank you Xiaomei for helping me, I will finish eating it all." Jiang Changsheng said with a slight smile.

Not one will be given to others, he will eat them all.

Han Jingchuan snorted softly, got on the bike and left, feeling very uncomfortable. He rode so hard for such a long distance, and this heartless man didn't even thank him. He really doesn't understand etiquette.