As he spoke, a hint of guilt flashed in Old Master Wang's eyes.

"My wife swallowed half a bottle of sleeping pills last night."

Grandpa Wang suddenly grabbed Grandpa Su's wrist.

"After being saved by stomach pumping, all he could say was, 'Let's leave an heir for the Wang family...'"

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly pulled out a well-maintained Mauser pistol from the bottom of his bundle.

Before Su Jianguo could react, he heard a "crack".

The gun was already loaded, and the muzzle was pointed directly at Old Master Wang's own knee.

"Brother, I won't say anything more. It's all my fault. I didn't raise my son and grandson well. I will make amends for the mistakes my son and grandson made. I will exchange my two legs for my grandson and son's lives."

As he spoke, the veins on the back of Old Master Wang's hand, covered with age spots, bulged out.

"Back when we were fighting the Japanese, Old Wang never backed down. Consider this my apology to the Su family!"

After saying this, Old Master Wang was about to pull the trigger.

Grandpa Su pounced forward and immediately launched a tactical attack to disarm the gun.

Before Old Wang could fire, they successfully seized the gun and switched off the safety.

"Bro!"

Grandpa Su rested his forehead against the other person's shoulder.

"There's no such logic in the world!"

When Old Master Wang saw the gun being taken from his hand, he seemed to suddenly lose his strength, and he curled up and coughed a few times.

Su Jianguo hurriedly stepped forward and helped Grandpa Wang to sit down.

"It was bombed by Japanese mortars in 1942..."

The old man, panting heavily, explained, pointing to his lungs.

"There were a few shrapnel fragments inside. In a moment of excitement, that's how it happened..."

As soon as Mr. Wang finished speaking, the ward fell into a brief silence.

Su Jianguo looked at the white-haired old man in front of him. His hunched back and wrinkled hands were trembling slightly, and his cloudy eyes were filled with pleading and guilt.

"Brother, I understand your predicament."

Grandpa Su sighed.

"But what your son and grandson did was truly outrageous."

Old Master Wang lowered his head, and a single, murky tear fell onto the back of his hand.

"I know, I know... it's all my fault for not raising my child well."

Looking at the two elderly people sitting opposite each other, Su Jianguo suddenly felt a complex mix of emotions.

He recalled that in his previous life, he had also failed to educate his children properly. If he hadn't been reborn, he probably would have followed the same path.

"dad."

Su Jianguo spoke softly.

"How about...we discuss the terms?"

Grandpa Su turned to look at his son, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before he nodded knowingly.

Grandpa Wang suddenly raised his head, a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes.

"Uncle Wang."

Su Jianguo sat up straight, although the bandages on his body made his movements somewhat stiff.

"We can sign a letter of understanding, but on two conditions."

"Tell me! As long as I can do it!"

Grandpa Wang leaned forward eagerly.

"First, a letter of understanding can be signed, but compensation still needs to be paid."

Su Jianguo raised one finger.

"Secondly, after your son and grandson are released, you must guarantee that they will not cause any more trouble for the Su family."

After hearing this, the wrinkles on Old Master Wang's face smoothed out, and he excitedly grabbed Su Jianguo's hand.

"Okay! Okay! I agree! My family will pay 20,000 yuan in compensation. As for my son and grandson, you don't need to tell me, I plan to send them back to their hometown in Henan."

Su Jianguo nodded and turned to look at his father.

After a moment of contemplation, Grandpa Su slowly nodded in agreement.

"I'll go get the money now!"

Old Master Wang stood up shakily, his movements much lighter than when he arrived.

"You wait, I'll be right back!"

Watching the old man's hurried departure, Su Mingfu couldn't help but speak.

"Dad, are we just going to let them go like that?"

Su Jianguo turned to look at his third son.

"Mingfu, you need to understand one principle: be forgiving when you can. Besides, Old Master Wang is a true hero of the War of Resistance Against Japan; all four of his sons sacrificed their lives for the country. We can't afford to disrespect the old man."

Su Jianguo looked at his second son on the hospital bed.

"Mingde, what do you think?"

Su Mingde remained silent for a while before speaking in a low voice.

"I'll listen to Dad. But..."

He raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Liu Meijuan must be punished."

"Don't worry about that."

Su Jianguo patted his son on the shoulder.

"Her father has been arrested. Without him, she's nothing."

The eldest son, Su Mingqiang, had remained silent the entire time. Ever since hearing about the 20,000 yuan compensation, Su Mingqiang had started to have his own ideas.

That money wouldn't be just enough for him to buy a large truck.

About an hour later, Grandpa Wang returned, panting, carrying a bulging cloth bag.

His face was even paler than when he left, and his forehead was covered in sweat, clearly indicating that he had run all the way back.

"I've...I've brought the money."

Grandpa Wang placed the cloth bundle on the bedside table and opened it with trembling hands.

"Twenty thousand yuan, please count it."

Su Jianguo gestured to Su Mingfu to take inventory.

Unexpectedly, the eldest brother, Su Mingqiang, suddenly jumped out and took the cloth bag.

Su Mingqiang took out stacks of money from the money and neatly stacked them on the bed.

The brand-new banknotes exuded the fresh scent of ink, clearly having just been withdrawn from the bank, and everyone in the ward held their breath.

"one two three..."

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