Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

Han Jingyan left two survivors, a man and a woman. When he was pretending to be honest, he heard these people talking and roughly judged that these two people should be the leader, so he spared their lives and went back for interrogation.

"His grandma, dare to hit my son's idea, I'm impatient!"

Mr. Han kicked a few times angrily, and showed no mercy to the women. In his eyes, the enemies were no different between men and women, and they were all ruthless.

The four corpses and two survivors were taken back, and Jiang Changsheng interrogated himself. He not only urged Hades on the battlefield, but also frightened the prisoners during the interrogation, and they were found out in one night.

Jiang Changsheng led a dozen of his men, and easily arrested this group of people. As for going online, they handed over to the national security department, and their B team didn't care.

"How about those few in your family?"

Jiang Changsheng found Han Jingyan, and that night he interrogated Han Jianming as well as Han Jianming. Although Jiang Changsheng didn't like Han Jianming and thought he was up to no good, he was surprised when the woman said that he had bought Han Jianming.

A child who is only nine years old has such a bad mind, how can he be okay when he grows up?

Han Jingyan flashed ridicule, and said coldly: "It's time for my father to face the truth."

Jiang Changsheng's brows twitched. There was something wrong with what he said. Could it be what he thought?
"Han Yuzhu was not born to my father." Han Jingyan didn't hide it.

The corner of Jiang Changsheng's mouth twitched, it was exactly what he thought, Lao Han's green head was full of vitality.

"Your father doesn't know?"

Han Jingyan sneered, and said sarcastically, "He just doesn't want to face it. In fact, it doesn't matter if they keep to themselves and don't expose them, but their hearts are too big."

He will not allow any dangerous factors around his younger brother, Han Jianming's family must leave!
In fact, he found out Han Yuzhu's life experience a long time ago. This is not a secret in his hometown. Many people know it. It's just that his father felt that he owed his original partner, so he deliberately pretended to be confused and didn't investigate. His father thought that as long as he didn't go After finding out, Han Yuzhu is his own son, a foolish way of deceiving himself and others.

Jiang Changsheng patted him on the shoulder lightly, feeling a little sympathetic to Han Jingyan, this kid was really under a lot of pressure when he met such a confused father.

Both Han Jingchuan brothers returned home safely, and Han Jianming didn't sleep a wink all night. Although he was a born bad embryo, he was only nine years old after all, and his mental quality was not that good. He tossed and turned at night, worried that things would be revealed and criticized.

When Han Jianming woke up in the morning, his face was pale and listless, and he couldn't even eat breakfast. Han Yuzhu and his wife were frightened by his sleepy appearance.

"Jianming, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Yuzhen touched his son's forehead. It wasn't hot, but a little cold. It was full of sweat. It's April, and he had to wear thick clothes in the morning. It must be abnormal to sweat so much.

"Hurry to the hospital, Jianming is sick."

Shi Yuzhen couldn't take care of the meal, and was in a hurry to send her son to the hospital. Han Yuzhu also panicked, and the couple were in a hurry. Aunt Song couldn't see it, she reached out and touched Han Jianming's forehead, and said angrily : "Which hospital should I go to if I don't have a fever? Xiao Chuan didn't go to the hospital when he had a fever of 39 degrees last time. Just take some antipyretics and he will be fine. The children of our Han family are not so expensive."

Mr. Han loves to hear these words, and he also can't understand the way the elder son and his wife are babbling, and they go to the hospital without fever or cough. His grandson Han Qingshan is not made of tofu.

"Sit down and eat, why worry!"

Old Master Han scolded, Han Yuzhu and his wife dared not listen, and sat down resentfully, hating Aunt Song to death in their hearts, if there was anything good or bad about his family Jianming, they would not spare this lady.

Han Jianming's forehead was sweating more, he drank the porridge with his head down, he was in a daze, he didn't hear a word of his parents' words, his mind was in a mess, he drank a bowl of porridge for a long time, and there was still more than half a bowl left, looking abnormal It made Mr. Han suspicious too.

"Why did Jianming lose his mind? What happened?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Han Jianming seemed to be taken aback, trembling violently, raised his head and looked at the old man in horror, and asked in confusion, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter with you? The soul flew away?"

The old man was even more dissatisfied, and he didn't have any energy at all. He frowned and stared at him. Han Jianming trembled again in fright, sweating profusely, his thin body trembling, he couldn't even hold the spoon steadily, and bumped against the bowl from time to time. .

"Has Jianming lost his soul? Do you want to go down the mountain and scream?" Shi Yuzhen also saw that something was wrong with her son. She thought that he went to the back mountain to play and lost his soul.

Han Yuzhu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but was stared hard by the old man, "What kind of soul did you lose? I think you have lost your mind. What kind of soul did you lose in broad daylight? What kind of soul is in your mind? Is your brain pretending to be grass?"

Han Yuzhu and his wife were trained so hard that they didn't even dare to vent their anger. They bent their waists obediently and didn't dare to eat breakfast, but they were still worried about their precious son. more worried.

"What is Jianming afraid of?"

Han Jingyan's soft voice sounded, he went to climb the mountain, and picked two peach blossoms by chance, and brought them to his restless brother, and let the boy take them to coax Xiao Qingmei.

"No... afraid."

Hearing his voice, Han Jianming trembled again. Sweat flowed down like rain, covering his eyes. He didn't dare to wipe them. He stood motionless with a pitiful look. Mr. Han also saw that something was wrong. Frowning tightly, he shouted sharply: "I'm not afraid why you panic? Tell me the truth, what did you do wrong?"

"No...no, grandpa, I didn't do it."

Han Jianming refused to admit it, he thought it over, as long as he bites him to death and refuses to admit it, grandpa and second uncle will not be able to blame him, and it is not he who forced Han Jingchuan to go to the back mountain. Thinking about it this way, Han Jianming is not so panicked Yes, it's calmed down a lot.

"Dad, it is impossible for Jianming to do bad things. He has been very sensible since he was a child..." Han Yuzhu defended his son in a low voice, but was interrupted by Aunt Song before he finished speaking, "very sensible? Who made Xiaochuan's comic books and toys?" Bad? I've seen it several times."

Han Yuzhu gritted his teeth, and said with a sneering smile, "Kid, you're a little bit naughty, Jianming is not bad at heart."

Aunt Song snorted and rolled her eyes, that kid was a bad breed since he was a child, and he was full of bad things.

Han Jingyan put the peach blossoms in a bottle, sat opposite Han Jianming, looked at him calmly, and said softly, "Jianming, take out the money in your pocket."

"Boom"

Panicked, Han Jianming accidentally knocked over the porridge bowl, and most of the bowl of porridge flowed out, and there was also some on the ground, and he also splashed a lot, but he didn't care, how did the second uncle know?

"I don't have any money in my pocket, Second Uncle."

Han Jianming clenched his fists, biting him to death without admitting it, so it wouldn't be possible to search him, right?
Han Yuzhu laughed a few times, and spoke for his son, "Jing Yan, my Jianming has no money, and we won't give him any money."

"It doesn't matter if you have money or not, Xiao Chuan, go and take out the money in Jianming's pocket."

Han Jingyan sipped his porridge slowly, and shouted at Han Jingchuan, who was eager to try in the early morning. Han Jingchuan got the instructions, and rushed to Han Jianming with a stride, grabbed his arms, and searched him with the other hand, clothes pockets, trousers I searched all my pockets and found a lot of money.

There were one yuan, five yuan, and ten yuan. As the money was dug out one by one, Han Jianming's face turned pale, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. His whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. It was also blank.

How to do?
"More money than I have."

Han Jingchuan muttered dissatisfiedly, and spread out the money found one by one, and handed it to Han Jingyan with both hands.

In front of everyone, Han Jingyan slowly counted the money, "Five yuan, seven yuan... 15 yuan... Jianming's private house is still a lot of money, 25 yuan."

He stacked up the money neatly, and smiled at the shocked Han Yuzhu and his wife, "Sister-in-law's salary is only 18 yuan a month, right? Where did Jianming get such a huge sum of money?"

Han Yuzhu opened his mouth, but after opening for a long time, he couldn't utter a word. His throat was dry and his brain was like a paste. He also wondered, where did his son get so much money?

Staring at his wife fiercely, it must have been given by this prodigal woman. Shi Yuzhen's expression was even more confused. She doesn't have so much money on her, so how can she have spare money for her son?
No matter how confused Mr. Han was, he guessed something was wrong. The second child never wastes time talking nonsense. There must be a reason for him to bring up the money. He was so angry that he yelled at Han Jianming, "Where did the money come from?"

Han Jianming trembled, lowered his head, and replied in a low voice, "Yes...I picked it up."

"Can you pick up 25 yuan at a time? Brother, you gave birth to a son of the God of Wealth!" Han Jingyan smiled mockingly.

Mr. Han was so angry that he slapped him. Han Jianming's thin body fell to the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Han Yuzhu and his wife felt distressed, but they didn't believe that the money was picked up. They guessed that his son might have stolen Han Jingyan's money. , so early in the morning Han Jingyan came to settle accounts.

"Jianming, tell me the truth, where did the money come from? Did you steal your second uncle's money?" Han Yuzhu glared at his son with hatred. There are many unsatisfactory things at home, so why should he eat and drink? To steal money?

Mr. Han also thought the same way. He thought that his grandson was a thief. He hated people with dirty hands and feet the most. He didn't expect his grandson to become the person he hated the most.

The old man Han, who came out of anger, kicked Han Jianming hard on the ground, "How can I have such a useless grandson like you, it is shameful, even stealing your second uncle's money, I beat you!" kill you!"

The angry old man kicked again, his dark face frightened Han Yuzhu and his wife, and they dared not say a word for their son, fearing that they would also be killed by the old man.

Han Jingyan drank a bowl of porridge, ate three big meat buns, and two boiled eggs. After breakfast, he had to start the trial.

"I don't have that much money with me. The 25 yuan is not mine. Dad, listen to it. Isn't this money very fragrant?"

Han Jingyan handed over a few pieces of money, the old man took the money and sniffed it vigorously, a pungent smell rushed up, his nose was a little itchy, his face immediately sank, it was so obvious to remind him, if he still Unexpectedly, it really became a pig.

The scent was exactly the same as that of the woman caught yesterday. Obviously, the woman gave the money. Why did the woman give money to Han Jianming?
Thinking of the youngest son who went to the back mountain for no reason yesterday, the old man couldn't figure it out. He walked up to Han Jianming with a dark face and looked at him condescendingly. His eyes were cold, which made Han Jianming feel cold and cried timidly. voice, "Grandpa."

"Don't call me grandpa. I don't have a grandson like you who is struggling. If it was in the war years, someone like you would be a traitor and embarrass my Han family!"

Mr. Han was not angry, but such an old man was even more rash. Han Yuzhu and his wife were trembling with fright, but they didn't know what happened. They still haven't figured it out yet.

"Dad, Jing Yan, if Jianming does something bad, there are a lot of you adults, don't care about him like him, I will definitely teach him a lesson." Han Yuzhu couldn't help but be careful.

"You can't take care of what Jianming committed."

Han Jingyan sneered, and stopped calling him big brother. He wasn't his big brother in the first place, so there was no need to put on a face.

Han Yuzhu's complexion changed drastically, cold sweat rolled down, and his heart sank to the bottom. What did Han Jingyan mean by this?
"Jing Yan...you...what do you mean?"

"Your son colluded with gangsters, took their money, deliberately stimulated Xiao Chuan to pick peach blossoms in the back mountain, and then coaxed me to go out to find Xiao Chuan. Those gangsters were targeting me. Your son wanted these gangsters to kill me and Xiao Chuan. He is the only male left in the family, Han Yuzhu, you gave birth to a good son!"

Han Jing spoke very slowly, and he spoke every word clearly. Han Yuzhu could hear every word clearly, but he couldn't understand them together.

Jianming wants Brother Jing Yan's life?

Also colluded with outsiders?

How can it be?

"Impossible, Jing Yan, you must be mistaken, Jianming can't do this kind of thing, how could he have such great abilities as a kid, it's impossible..."

Han Yuzhu couldn't continue, and wiped the sweat off his face with his hand. The sun was shining outside, but the room was as cold as the winter in the twelfth lunar month, and he was so cold that his teeth would chatter.

"Jing Yan won't wrong people, Han Yuzhu, you have raised a good son!"

Old Man Han slapped him, and Han Yuzhu spun around in a circle, half of his face was swollen into a pig's head, gold stars appeared from his head, and his ears were buzzing.

But the old man still didn't calm down, and kicked Han Jianming again, kicking extremely hard, Han Jianming lay motionless on the ground, as if he was dead, Shi Yuzhen rushed to protect his son, crying and begging: "Dad, even if Jianming is confused for a while He did something wrong, he is your own grandson after all, you can't do such a cruel thing!"

"I don't have this kind of grandson who is a traitor. Even my own family will be harmed. When I grow up, I will definitely be a disaster. Now killing me is to eliminate harm for the people!"

Mr. Han took off the belt and yanked it hard, including Shi Yuzhen. He taught his adopted son what he did not teach his parents.

Han Jingyan sneered faintly, he knew this foolish father very well, half of his anger was just to show him, and he wanted him not to pursue the matter any more.

His father's green hat is really willing.

"grandfather……"

Han Jianming yelled weakly, his face was like gold paper, he exhaled more air than inhaled, the thick clothes on his body were torn and turned red with blood, it was shocking to see Shi Yuzhen also had a few bloodstains on her body, and she was still tightly protecting her son , The mother and son cried in each other's arms.

"Dad, I can't beat you anymore. You really want to kill someone. Jianming is your grandson. My mother has a grandson. She took her grandparents with her, and she was still pregnant with me. She fled everywhere. It was not easy to survive. Ah, Dad... please spare Jianming, please!"

Han Yuzhu knelt down, hugged the old man's arm tightly and cried, and began to recall the past again. Aunt Song curled her lips. She was tired of hearing such words. Every time she came here, she would cry again. It was really annoying to hear too much .

But this kind of old chicken soup is quite effective for Mr. Han. His anger dissipated a lot, and the belt in his hand stopped. Crying, he already said that when he was a beggar, he robbed half a steamed bun with a wild dog.

Lying in Aunt Song's arms, Han Jingchuan whispered in her ear, "I'm sure it will be said later that he went to a restaurant to grab slop and was beaten half to death by the waiter."

"Do not talk."

The corners of Aunt Song's mouth twitched, and she covered his mouth. Even Xiao Chuan had memorized these words, but Old Han, a foolish thing, tried everything and every time he heard it, he would treat Han Yuzhu's family better.

Sure enough, Han Yuzhu talked about robbing the slop of the restaurant again, Han Jingyan listened impatiently, interrupted his hard-working performance, and said coldly: "Han Yuzhu, you really didn't have a good life back then, but you were killed by your own father It has nothing to do with my family, your father's name is Han Changsuo, Dad, you should know him, Han Changsuo is your cousin."

The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could even hear a needle drop, Mr. Han's expression changed drastically. Today he finally had to face the matter that he had avoided for so many years.

Han Yuzhu's crying also stopped, tears hung on his face, his crying expression froze, and he opened his mouth wide, which looked very funny, but he couldn't care less about crying now, he was afraid, how could Han Jingyan know his father ?
He has carefully concealed the secret for so many years, how could Han Jingyan know?

"Jing Yan, you... what are you talking about? My father is your father. Where did Han Changsuo come from? Don't say such nonsense." Han Yuzhu stammered, unable to laugh.

"Han Yuzhu, in fact, I have known for a long time that you are not from my family. If your family keeps its own place and don't think badly, I will not tolerate you, but your son wants Xiao Chuan's life. Such a vicious person, my family's temple , I can't bear it, your family should go and recognize your own father, Han Changsuo is still alive and well."

Han Jingyan's voice was still soft, but every word seemed to be soaked in ice water, making Han Yuzhu feel cold all over. Of course he knew that Han Changsuo was still alive, and he would go back to the village every year to bring some food for his father, but he Don't want to recognize this good-for-nothing biological father, a bum who eats too much and is lazy and can't make money, how can he be better than Mr. Han, even a fool knows who to choose as his father.

"No, I'm my father's son, Jing Yan, don't slander others, Dad, take care of Jing Yan, just talk nonsense, I'm really your own son!"

Han Yuzhu hugged the old man's leg tightly and started crying again.