Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 349 The Last Letter
No wonder he specially asked her to bring her four younger brothers and sisters to visit yesterday.

During Chinese New Year, He Lingyi went to live at a friend's house, and he was not in a hurry to get her back.

He made this arrangement to make it easier for her to ask him about the past alone.

For He Hongjian's sake, He Wanqing couldn't hide it anymore, so she walked over and opened the door and window of the study.

The door of the study room is facing the stairs, once someone comes up, they will be found immediately.

Seeing that she was so cautious, He Hongjian immediately guessed that what she was about to say might not be simple, and his heart sank.

"Wanqing, what happened?"

He Wanqing sighed lightly, and then told everything that happened after meeting Lan Xinyan.

He Hongjian became angrier the more he listened, and slapped a chapter heavily on the desk.

"Nonsense! Huiwen is a kind child, how could he kill others!
It was obviously that Lan Yaze was pretending to be a ghost, sneaking into the mainland secretly, trying to persuade Huiwen to leave the hometown where he was born, and he might be discovered by the police and dealt with. "

At this point, He Wanqing is more inclined to this judgment.

Not to mention the past years, even in a few decades, the struggle between the two sides has not stopped.

"Grandpa, Lan Xinyan forged the photos just to coerce me into handing over my father's manuscript. What kind of manuscript is it worth their effort?"

He Hongjian slowly sat down on the chair beside the desk, thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"I don't know about this, but after the policy was restored, I sorted out the things in Huiwen again.

I don't understand the major he studied, so I handed over his notes and manuscripts to the superiors, and wanted them to see if there is value in continuing research.

Later, the leaders returned it, saying that the content in it was no longer of confidentiality value, and that I could handle it myself. "

This was within He Wanqing's expectation.

After all, it has been nearly 20 years. Unless it is top-secret material, everything else has been declassified long ago.

I just don't know what Lan Xinyan wants this declassified thing for.

"What about Lan Yaze's letter to my dad, have you read it?"

He Hongjian nodded slightly.

"After your father passed away, when I sorted out his letters, I found that there were a few unopened letters. Only then did I remember that your father threw them into the garbage and was picked up by the servants at home."

Speaking of which, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"This is a habit that has been passed down from the ancestors. All letters, notes, and notes are not allowed to be discarded at will. They must be sealed up, and maybe they can be passed on to descendants in the future."

This is really the style of the big family in the old days.

"I took it apart and looked at it, only to realize that Lan Yaze actually had such thoughts.

However, I admire this man, Che Jilu said back and forth, the five letters are all the same, it's just that if he goes there, he will have a bright future.He is not tired of writing, I am tired of reading. "

There was disdain and contempt in He Hongjian's eyes.

"The last letter from Lan Yaze was also written in 1950?" He Wanqing asked.

"Yes," He Hongjian nodded, and suddenly remembered something again, "Strictly speaking, Lan Yaze's last letter was sent in 1958, but I didn't keep that letter."

He Wanqing asked immediately.

"You didn't keep it, you destroyed the letter, why did you destroy it?"

He Hongjian shook his head.

"I didn't destroy the letter, I just rejected it.

At that time, things started to get rough. It happened that the postman came to my house to deliver the letter. Yue Xiang helped me bring the letter in. When I looked at the envelope, it was from that Lan Yaze again.

I was afraid that this letter would be used by someone who cared, so I asked Yuexiang to return it to the postman, and told the postman that any letters from this address in the future should be returned as long as there is no such person.

Since then, the family has never received a letter from him again.

Not long after, Yuexiang and I left Songhai and went to the place where we were sent down. I don't know if Lan Yaze sent another letter later. "

It turned out to be the case.

It seems that Lan Yaze really has perseverance, and he persisted for eight years in the hopeless situation.

He Wanqing bent down and took out the thick stack of letters from the box, and suddenly found that Lan Yaze's letter was placed on top.

"I know these five letters should be the ones you want to see the most, so I found them out yesterday."

He Wanqing was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Grandpa."

"There is nothing to thank, this is what I should do. Besides, apart from these, Grandpa has nothing to help you."

There seemed to be an indescribable desolation in He Hongjian's words.

"Grandpa, don't say that, just what you told me is very valuable."

When He Hongjian heard his granddaughter praise him so much, a gratified smile appeared on his weather-beaten face, and wrinkles appeared.

He Wanqing picked up the five letters and read them over and over again.

The handwriting on the envelope was very scribbled, and the content could barely be read, but the three characters Lan Yaze on the envelope could be seen by human eyes at least.

He Hongjian looked disdainful.

"Look at this handwriting, it moves like chicken feet and looks like a ghost crawling, I can't stand it just by looking at it.

After thinking about it, I also know that Lan Yaze is not a learned man. Compared with Huiwen's silver hook and iron paddle, he is really far behind. No wonder Huiwen doesn't want to talk to him, and I don't bother to talk to him. "

He Wanqing chuckled.

It is really an old pedant cultivated by the old education.

He Wanqing put the letter back into the wooden box, and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, is grandma literate?"

He Hongjian seemed not expecting her to ask such a question, so he nodded.

"Of course she can read and write. Although she said she came from a bad background, she studied with Wenxiu for several years when she was in the Bian family."

Bian Wenxiu is He Hongjian's original partner and He Wanqing's grandmother.

He Wanqing nodded thoughtfully, put the letter back in the wooden box, and carried the box downstairs with He Hongjian.

Mei Yuexiang saw the two of them, and asked with a smile: "The grandpa and grandson have finally finished talking about themselves."

He Wanqing smiled slightly, and glanced lightly at Dajun.

Dajun was sitting on a chair, eating bananas, when he saw He Wanqing looking over, he shook his head slightly as if nothing.

He Wanqing immediately felt relieved.

Mei Yuexiang never went upstairs, she was always downstairs with the children.

With He Hongjian and Mei Yuexiang's kindness to stay, He Wanqing and her younger siblings had lunch at He's house.

It was rare for his granddaughter to come, and He Hongjian still wanted to chat with her more.

However, He Wanqing found that He Hongjian was obviously sleepy, and he couldn't support himself.

She remembered that Mei Yuexiang had mentioned to her that after more than ten years of hard life, He Hongjian's health was getting worse and worse, the most serious thing was heart disease, he had to take medicine every day, and he couldn't be too tired.

As soon as the meal was over, He Wanqing declined He Hongjian's persuasion, and left with her younger siblings.

He Hongjian personally sent them out of the door, looked at He Wanqing eagerly, seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it down.

(End of this chapter)