The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

Hearing this, Jiang Duo obviously paused, and Mingzhu immediately looked sideways at him.

Soon, Jiang Duo adjusted his mood and pulled her forward quickly: "Go and have a look."

Mingzhu follows.

When the two rushed to Zhong Boxuan's house, he had been rescued from the rope and was lying on a stretcher, covered with a clean white cloth.

Someone who was helping inside saw the suicide note on the table with sharp eyes and shouted: "Old Zhong left a suicide note."

Jiang Duo stepped in, took the paper and took a look.

There were only a few paragraphs written on it, most of which told his son Zhong Shenglin to take good care of himself, to be an upright man, not to make mistakes, not to hurt anyone, and to be worthy of heaven and earth.

Only the last paragraph expresses the regret in his heart.

I have been on the battlefield for half of my life. I should have served the country and the people, but I have been ruined. However, now that I am over 50 years old, I have discovered that the person I entrusted to my pillow is a human being and I have done all kinds of evil. I have failed my country and my ancestors. Suffered the same. If there is an afterlife, I will urge myself to take good care of my wife Lan Chunju, be cautious in my words and deeds, and serve my family and country.

Jiang Duo, a tall man of nearly 1.9 meters, stood there, looking at the paper in his hand quietly, his eyes red.

Mingzhu knew that Jiang Duo would feel uncomfortable at this moment, so she took the suicide note out of Jiang Duo's hand and handed it to the person who was helping with the funeral arrangements. Finally, she took a deep look at Uncle Zhong who was covered in white cloth, and took Jiang Duo's wrist. ,left.

It wasn't until he was far away that Jiang Duo murmured: "Uncle Zhong, you have never been ashamed of your family and country."

"Yes, he shouldn't have died, but he had such a heavy sense of responsibility that he blamed Lan Chunju's evil deeds on himself."

Jiang Duo stopped and felt sad in his heart: "Think about it, in that timeline, the reason why Uncle Zhong died in 82 was probably because he knew the truth in that year and felt ashamed of his family and country."

"I think there is another possibility."

Jiang Duo looked sideways at her.

She said: "Uncle Zhong, after knowing what Lan Chunju did today, didn't even have the slightest excuse to let you take Lan Chunju away. I don't think Uncle Zhong in that timeline would have known the truth." He did nothing, but he died and Lan Chunju was unscathed.

If Uncle Zhong hadn't committed suicide because he didn't expose Lan Chunju but felt guilty, then maybe... his death would have been strange, but there is no point in pursuing it now, because Lan Chunju in that life, she hid It was a great performance and had the last laugh. "

Jiang Duo nodded feebly. They really couldn't change the outcome of that life. In this life, they changed the ending, but failed to save Uncle Zhong. It was a pity, but for Uncle Zhong, maybe... it was relief.

Jiang Duo thought of something and asked Mingzhu to go home first, and he returned to Zhong's house.

Mingzhu knew that Jiang Duo must have something he wanted to do, so he didn't stop him and went home alone.

After she told Fang Shuyu what happened at Zhong's house, Fang Shuyu also sat on the sofa and was silent for a long time. Finally, he said slowly: "Old Zhong, he is a man."

On this day, because of the incident between Uncle Zhong and Lan Chunju, the atmosphere in the entire compound was extremely depressed.

After all, this happened unexpectedly.

I heard that two old friends who had made an appointment with Uncle Zhong to go fishing together the next day sat in front of Uncle Zhong's body and cried bitterly. They were so sad.

Zhong Shenglin was called back and found out that such a big change had occurred in his family. He collapsed. Even the funeral was only completed with the help of relatives and friends.

In the evening, when Jiang Duo came back, it was already past nine o'clock, and his face was visibly tired.

Fang Shuyu asked him if he had eaten, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Mom, you can rest with the children. Zhuzhu and I also went back to rest, we are a little tired."

He pulled Mingzhu back to the room, and Mingzhu took him into the space, took out the dumplings that had just been cooked for him, and placed them in front of the dining table: "Eat."

"I have already eaten……"

Mingzhu hugged his arm and said softly: "Oh, these are dumplings made by others. If you don't eat them, I will be sad."

Jiang Duo looked at her coquettish look, and the corners of his lips finally curved. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

It is stuffed with three delicacies, and there are whole shrimps inside, which is very fragrant.

Mingzhu put one hand on the table and tilted her head to look at him: "Are you going to examine Lan Chunju again?"

Jiang Duo nodded: "I showed her Uncle Zhong's suicide note."

Mingzhu listened without interrupting.

Jiang Duo continued.

After Lan Chunju saw the suicide note, she was silent for a while, then she laughed and said, "Zhong Boxuan, you know how to be a hero. Why do you have to suffer for me for what I did myself? I don't care!"

After another long silence, she suddenly burst into tears: "I did something wrong, why did you die for me? Why are you so stupid? You should blame me, you should hate me, you should make things worse for me, but you Why do you want to die for me? How can a person like me deserve to be your wife? You stupid thing, you are so stupid."

Lan Chunju held the letter to her heart and cried sadly for half an hour before she slowly stopped her voice and raised her eyes to look at Jiang Duo with sad eyes.

Jiang Duo also remained silent and did not speak.

Lan Chunju was the first to break the silence: "When I first decided to help that group of people, I actually felt sorry for you. You should still remember that a few days before you set off, I called you home and made a lot of good things for you. food."

"A long meal?"

"It's because of guilt," Lan Chunju smiled bitterly: "You are also the child I watched grow up. You have made outstanding achievements, and you can compare to the children in the compound. There are many elders who have boys of the same age in their families. , don’t like you, nor the Jiang family, but I am different.

Because your Uncle Zhong likes you, Shenyi regards you as an idol. In our family, you are a good role model. Therefore, I really like you as a child, but at that time... I couldn't help it. That is my biological eldest brother and biological mother, I can't ignore it. "

"I can understand that you sacrificed my life to save your family, but you shouldn't be indifferent to right from wrong. I went out to perform a mission and represented the country. What you abandoned is our country!"

Lan Chunju lowered her head: "I know, I regretted it at the time. I wanted to tell you Uncle Zhong about this many times, but... I couldn't speak. Later, I could only pretend to be sick to keep my kindness. I don't want Shanyi to take risks.

But unfortunately, the more I want to keep it, the less I can keep it. When I got the news that you had made a kind sacrifice and you came back alive, I knew that my life was over.

You don’t know how much I hated you at that time, why wasn’t you the one who died? It would be great if you were the only one who died, in exchange for good intentions and countless children, and I no longer have to be entangled with each other. But you didn't die. You didn't know that I was real at that time. I hate you, I hate you so much. "