After Those Years of Misery

What is it that made Dad use such serious words?

It's a pity that the father's words are written here, and the ellipsis is used at the end. It can be seen that this matter is very difficult to tell, and it is also a big secret for father. What could it be?

Tong Wenya continued to read his father's diary, and some of the later content was about solving the case.

Another page reads: Good girl, where are you now and what are you doing? Since you gave birth to a little Corgi, dad can't see through you anymore. I dare not ask you who is that little guy's father. I guess it was Song Chengsi, but what happened to the man named Nangong? I don’t know how you became entangled with the Chunyu family again recently. My father is very worried about you, do you know?

It turns out that Dad always cares about me so much, I thought Dad only thought about the case all day. Dad, I'm sorry, I should have told you all this long ago. I'm afraid you are worried, so I don't say anything. It turns out that you are even more worried.

Reading page by page, I kept seeing the last few pages of this diary, which were written by Tong Jianping a few days before his death.

Daughter, I don’t know which day the people in our business will lose their lives. My father decided to tell you that. Tong Wenya, you are not the biological daughter of Mom and Dad... what? Tong Wenya was taken aback, she read the diary again with unbelievable words, which was indeed what her father wrote.

Daughter, do you still remember Aunt Zhao, whom Dad would take you to see every Chinese New Year? It's Aunt Zhao who is serving a sentence in prison. You girl even joked with my dad, asking if she was my dad's former lover, or why did my dad care so much and always visit her.

Silly girl, she is your mother. Dad caught her by himself. In order to protect your mother and daughter, your father took the initiative to rush under the gun. In fact, his crime is not worth the death penalty, but he died like this, and his father has always blamed himself. When your mother wanted to send you to the orphanage, I discussed with your mother and adopted you. In the past, my father didn't work in Huaihai, it was for you. Your mother and I were transferred to Huaihai. In this way, no one knows your life experience, baby, although you are not our biological child, we have always regarded you as our biological child. Your mother and I were afraid that having our own children would be bad for you, so we decided not to raise our own children for the rest of our lives and focus on cultivating you as an adult.

father! Dad, my silly dad, why are you so great? Tong Wenya's tears became more and more uncontrollable, and she gritted her teeth, crying.

Mom and Dad’s baby, although we raised you, your life was not given to us. Dad hopes that you can recognize your biological mother and don't dismiss her as a criminal. For so many years, she has always been concerned about you. When she was inside, she worked hard to rehabilitate for you, reducing sentences time and time again.

If your father is really gone one day, you must find your relatives and someone will take care of you. Mom and Dad will also be comforted in the underground.

He said that, but his father was still very selfish. He had no courage to say it so many times he had spoken to his lips. Dad is afraid that you will find your biological mother, so you don’t want us. Isn’t this naive and stupid?

It's very naive! Silly! Dad, I only know that you and my mother are my biological parents. I will not look for anyone, I will not go!

...

Originally, Director Zheng thought that he would not get caught easily with the protection from above. Unexpectedly, in just one or two days, so many evidences of his crimes would be collected. It seemed that it was difficult to come back, unless... the man showed up while he was thinking about how to ask the person who asked him to do things.

Director Zheng can no longer care about dignity and face. He knelt down to the visitor with a puff and begged him: "You must help me, you know, I must be investigated because of Tong Jianping. It should be Nangong Zhe. He is the prince of Huaihai, and no one can offend him. I even offend him to help you. If you don't help me, I'll be dead."

The man's face was extremely cold and indifferent, "Does you have anything to do with me if you die?"

Seeing that it was useless to beg him, Director Zheng simply got up from the ground, his face sinking: "You don't want to help me, do you? I'm doing things for you, if I tell you..."

"You have no chance, you will commit suicide tonight." The indifferent man suddenly stepped forward to control him, put the pistol in his hand, and fixed him on the seat in the interrogation hotel.

He squeezed Director Zheng's hand, Director Zheng still wanted to call for help, but the bullet was a step faster. Before he had time to get pain, he had fallen on the coffee table in front of him, and blood gurgled down his temples.

The man bends the corner of his mouth without cutting it, and then leaves from the window. Behind him, a red feather flutters to the ground.

The next day Director Zheng's suicide in fear of crime exploded in Huaihai Province, and the reporter rushed to the scene for a video interview.

Tong Wenya didn't know this, she stayed alone in her father's room, licking the wound silently.

Xiao Rou got through the landline and said excitedly, "Boss, look at the news soon, Director Zheng is dead, he committed suicide! He deserves it!"

"Really?" Tong Wenya's eyes also had some brilliance, and she tremblingly turned on the TV, Huaihai Satellite TV was broadcasting the news.

"Director Zheng committed suicide with a gun at two o'clock in the morning in the hotel of the interrogation. No one knows where the gun came from. The police extracted the fingerprints of Director Zheng on the silent pistol, confirming that he did commit suicide."

"Dad, did you see it? He is really heinous, you can look down, he is buried!"

Tong Wenya reached out and clicked on the video button of the TV. She wanted to record this video. Every year, she would show her father to his father's memorial day.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a knock on the door, and Tong Wenya dragged her weak pace to the door, looking out from the security opening. I saw a woman standing outside, wearing a white coat, white sweater, and white hat.

She's seen this woman, isn't it exactly what the father said, the woman named Zhao?

Across the door, she saw her biological mother for the first time. She was not excited but calm. She didn't even want to open the door at all. Standing stiff for a long time, the woman kept tapping the door, saying: "Tongtong, I am my mother, I have come to pay homage to Chief Tong. He took care of me for many years, and I didn't have time. Give him a ride, I beg you, let me go in and burn him a stick of incense."

After biting her lip, Tong Wenya still opened the door.

"Tongtong, my good daughter! Mom can finally call you a daughter!" Zhao Fenglian said excitedly.

"Sorry, my mother has passed away. Isn't it going to be incense? Please!"