Old Master Yang said, "I didn't write this. I've never written anything like this!"

Old Master Yang is still as sharp as he is now, let alone nearly thirty years ago. Back then, as a military commander, how could he possibly do something like sending a will home that would undermine morale?

Yang Changping took the letter and flipped through it a couple of times: "Father, this is indeed your handwriting."

"But I definitely didn't write it!"

Grandpa Yang didn't attend school for many years, so his handwriting didn't have any particular style or characteristics; it was just very common, large characters written stroke by stroke.

Hearing his certainty, Yang Changping examined it for a while, and also became somewhat doubtful: "If it weren't for you writing it, Father, this matter would have been..."

The news of the three brothers' deaths was mistakenly reported, and placed alongside this inexplicable suicide note, how could he claim it was a coincidence?

Grandpa Yang added, "I only found out about your two younger brothers' sacrifices when it was almost time to clean up the battlefield."

His saying this indicates that he and Yang Changping were thinking the same thing.

At that time, the three brothers were not together, and when a war broke out, who could take care of whom?

This was clearly a deliberate arrangement.

Yang Changping slammed his fist on the sofa armrest in anger, shouting, "Dad, someone is definitely trying to harm our family! Someone is deliberately making my little sister think we're all dead, so she won't have an easy time!"

Grandpa Yang clutched the old letter in his hand: "If we hadn't found Jiaojiao today, wouldn't this matter have been buried forever?"

These things caused Yang An to lose his will. If it weren't for Bai Zhiman, Yang An, with his personality, might not have been able to continue living as the orphan of a martyr.

"Who on earth wanted to harm her!" Yang Changping stood up angrily, his eyes red like those of a raging lion.

Bai Jiaojiao only heard Grandpa Yang mutter, "It was our fault back then, we shouldn't have left Anzi alone at home..."

“Dad, Grandpa, please calm down. This is not the time for us to blame ourselves. Now that we know about this, we must seek justice for my aunt. Getting angry won't solve anything. Dad, please sit down.”

Yang Fenglin remained calm and, seeing his father getting angry, he spoke up to persuade him to calm down.

After listening to his grandson's words, Grandpa Yang's gaze gradually sharpened. He had been retired for so many years, and many people had probably forgotten his skills.

"Yang Changping, this matter must be investigated as soon as possible! No matter who did it, our Yang family will do anything to find that person and make them apologize to Anzi!"

As soon as Old Master Yang spoke, Yang Changping immediately replied, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely find out!"

Bai Jiaojiao was somewhat alarmed as she listened from the side. At first, she only suspected that there was something fishy about the matter, but she didn't expect it to be true.

The fact that the Yang family is still trying to reopen a nearly 30-year-old cold case not only demonstrates Yang An's importance to the father and son, but also shows the Yang family's capabilities.

In any case, Bai Jiaojiao honestly said that she couldn't do it.

"Alright, Grandpa, leave this to my dad. Today is the day my sister and third brother are returning to their maternal home. Let's not talk about these things anymore."

Yang Fenglin changed the subject, circumventing this little episode.

Fortunately, he made the atmosphere in the living room a little more lively. Grandpa Yang was happy to listen to Bai Jiaojiao talk about their experiences in Shili Village, but Bai Jiaojiao had only lived in Shili Village for a few years, let alone be able to tell him about Yang An's story.

But Bai Shibao was not good with words and couldn't explain it clearly. In addition, he was young at the time and had almost no memory of his mother after he grew up.

"Grandpa, let my older brother tell you the story next time!"

Bai Shihai was seven years old at that time, so he must remember what his mother looked like.

If all else fails, just push Bai Zhiman over here. Sigh, a man in his fifties facing his father-in-law who's almost eighty, he can tell him whatever stories he wants, even until dawn.

As it was getting dark, the Yang family decided to invite the two to stay for dinner. After dinner, they wanted them to stay at their home. Old Master Yang pointed at Yang Changping and said, "Go and prepare two rooms for them from now on!"

Yang Changping immediately said, "Alright, alright, you two can treat this place as your home from now on. Come back and stay whenever you have time! Your grandpa loves a lively atmosphere now, and your cousin doesn't like coming home. With you two around, your grandpa will definitely be even happier."

Yang Changping tried his best to persuade her to stay, and then got up to pack up with Du Ying.

Bai Jiaojiao couldn't stay any longer: "Grandpa, Uncle, I'll come see you again next weekend. I have to go back to feed the dog; it didn't eat anything the first day at home."

With a mouth agape in the house, Bai Jiaojiao dared not stay out overnight.

Bai Shibao also said, "The hospital also has to make rounds, and I have to do rehabilitation exercises every day."

Since the two couldn't be persuaded to stay, Old Master Yang didn't force them either.

"Yingzi, pack these up for the two children so they can take them home and eat them. Pack them all up!"

Old Master Yang's generation had experienced hunger, and he was content with whatever food he could find. He pointed to the fruit and snacks on the table and asked Du Ying to pack them up for Bai Jiaojiao and Bai Shibao.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go get you two small baskets."

Du Ying divided the snacks and fruits on the table into two portions, one for each of the siblings: "You two must not refuse what the elders have given you, otherwise your grandfather will always be worried about it."

Bai Jiaojiao and Bai Shibao exchanged a glance and accepted the fruit: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Grandpa, we're leaving now." Bai Jiaojiao said goodbye to Grandpa Yang.

"Are you coming again next weekend?"

"I'll definitely come," Bai Jiaojiao replied.

“Shi Bo is coming too, you two come together.”

With a heavy heart, Grandpa Yang saw the two off to their car, reminding them, "Remember to come back next week!"

"Okay, goodbye Grandpa!" Bai Jiaojiao waved to Grandpa Yang through the car window.

Yang Fenglin quickly stepped on the gas, afraid that the old man would start grumbling endlessly, and quickly drove the two away to a quiet place.

"Brother, let me take you back to the hospital first. I want to go to my sister's house to play with the puppy for a while."

"OK."

Bai Shibao had also heard Bai Jiaojiao mention that she had a puppy. She said that when she first brought it home, it was a white puppy, but now it was turning yellower and yellower, and she didn't know why.

Bai Jiaojiao has finally met a kindred spirit. Hearing that Yang Fenglin loves dogs just like her, she also became much closer to this cousin.

"My DouDou is so much fun! You wouldn't believe it, it can now follow my commands and do things like sit, lie down, shake hands, and roll around. It's incredibly smart."

"Really? You have to make him perform for me later. Is it only effective when you give the orders? Does it listen to me? Haha, does it call you 'sister' too? Then it's the same as me, hahaha..."

Bai Shibao, sitting in the passenger seat: "..."

I don't quite understand what you're laughing about.