Liu Yihang made temporary arrangements for Du Chun and then called Chen Yiping to inform him.

When Chen Yiping learned that Liu Yihang had obtained favorable evidence, he breathed a sigh of relief. After so many years, he could finally clear his name.

The two had everything prepared and were just waiting for news from Cheng Ke.

Cheng Ke suddenly received a letter from Chen Yiping, saying that he had something to say to Cheng Ke and Cheng Fei in person at 8 p.m. at Chen Yiping’s house.

Coincidentally, he also wanted to meet this Uncle Chen and couldn't wait.

So many years have passed, I wonder if he has a clear conscience.

So he called the number in the letter, and a young man answered. After confirming the exact location, he went home after get off work and told his elderly father the news.

Over the years, he wasn't the only one who couldn't let go of the past; his father also tossed and turned every night, trying to get an explanation from Chen Yiping.

When Cheng Fei learned that all of this was finally coming to an end, he felt unusually calm. The reason he was able to survive those years in the northern frontier was because of the hatred in his heart that sustained him.

Chen Yiping, his best friend and sworn brother, betrayed him, causing him to lose his wife and children, his family to be destroyed, and now his youth is gone, the man is gone, leaving only regret.

After getting ready, the two of them arrived at Chen Yiping's dormitory building with great poise.

Liu Yihang was already waiting downstairs. When the two met, they tacitly agreed not to say a word.

Cheng Ke carried his father upstairs; Chen Yiping's home was on the third floor.

Hearing the footsteps, Chen Yiping stood at the door to greet them, just as he had many years ago, being polite and courteous.

"You've arrived."

Cheng Fei nodded without saying a word.

Cheng Ke put his father down without saying a word.

Chen Yiping brought out the tea he had brewed in advance: "Your favorite Maojian tea." He was speaking to Cheng Fei.

Despite his deep resentment, Cheng Fei was somewhat moved at this moment. He tapped his finger lightly on the rim of the teacup twice to express his gratitude, just as he had done many years ago.

Cheng Ke couldn't stand it anymore: "Didn't we come here to discuss something?"

He thought Chen Yiping had compromised and was willing to kneel down and beg for mercy for his ex-wife's surgery.

His father didn't really want much; all he wanted was a sincere apology.

Chen Yiping gave Liu Yihang a look, and Liu Yihang immediately understood, went into the study, took out a notebook, and handed it to him.

Chen Yiping turned to a page and read aloud: "On November 2nd, 1971, I went to the northern frontier with two military overcoats."

I also traded a pen for two bags of grain at a herder's house.

Then another page appeared: "November 5, 1972. This year's wages were fifty catties of wheat flour and fifty catties of millet, and some old clothes."

"On November 25, 1973, something came up at home that year and I was a little late. I asked someone to make two thick quilts and some coarse grains."

"November 10th, 1974..."

At first, Cheng Fei didn't care, but the more he listened, the more shocked he became, and he stood there stunned.

During those years in northern Xinjiang, they would always receive something at the end of the year, the most difficult time of the year. He wondered if it was because he had done good deeds in the past and had accumulated good karma.

The leaders who usually manage them also take good care of them.

It turns out that all of this was not due to the benevolence of Heaven, but rather the silent dedication of someone behind the scenes.

And the person who helped them get through the most difficult years turned out to be their enemy.

Cheng Ke looked completely bewildered: "What are you reciting? We didn't come here to listen to this!"

Cheng Fei pressed down on his son's hand and said in a suppressed voice, "Make him finish reading!"

Cheng Ke then realized that something was wrong with his father, and after thinking about the northern frontier, he understood everything.

"What are you trying to do now by appealing to emotions? So what if you gave my parents gifts? You still owe them that."

How can a little something compare to the hardships and suffering they've endured over the years?

"They could have avoided all of this, but it's all because of you, you ungrateful traitor!" Cheng Ke stood up and cursed angrily.

Chen Yiping put down his notebook: "It's been many years since we last met. Let's see some old friends."

After he finished speaking, a man with gray hair walked out of the study.

"Brother Cheng Fei, it's been many years! How are you doing?" the man greeted him.

"Li Huai, what are you doing here? I haven't thanked you for your help back then." Cheng Fei recognized the man as the one who had helped him send his son abroad to hide back then. He quickly cupped his hands in thanks, as he hadn't been able to properly express his gratitude since they hadn't met all these years.

"I'm here today to help Yiping explain to you that he was the one who asked me for help back then, which is why I took the initiative to find you."

"It took Yiping five large yellow croakers to get this done back then, after pulling strings and making connections." The man was somewhat ashamed; if it weren't for the money, who would have been willing to take such a risk?

Chen Yiping was a real man; he emptied his savings to help his friend, which is why his wife divorced him.

Cheng Fei and Cheng Ke were both stunned.

This was also Chen Yiping's doing!

How much did he do behind the scenes?

"So what if you do all this! It can't make up for the blows and damages to my family over the years. My mother died in the northern frontier, my father was paralyzed for life, and I myself have spent half my life wandering in a sorry state. Do you think you can make up for it by spending some money?" Cheng Ke shouted stubbornly.

Chen Yiping did not respond to him, but calmly looked at Cheng Fei: "I explained it to you several times that year, but you still refused to believe me."

Now, I'll say it to you again: I, Chen Yiping, have a clear conscience before heaven and earth. I have never betrayed my friends, and I have done nothing to wrong you.

Today I finally found the real culprit. It's time we let go of the past.

After saying that, Liu Yihang called Du Chun out.

Du Chun shrank back like a quail, not daring to look directly at Cheng Fei and his son.

Neither Cheng Fei nor his son recognized him at first glance.

It wasn't until Du Chun called him "Uncle-in-law" that things changed.

Cheng Fei's expression tightened, and a startling guess came to his mind, making him tremble all over.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, my father reported you all back then for two hundred yuan."

I was young and naive back then, and I didn't dare to make a fuss. I'm really, really sorry to you all." After saying that, Du Chun bowed deeply.

Cheng Fei and Cheng Ke felt as if they had been struck by lightning, leaving them utterly stunned.

They were betrayed by their own relatives.

Two hundred yuan, haha, how ridiculous.

For so many years, the person they hated has been doing everything he can to protect them.

The northern border is freezing cold, yet they travel there year after year, delivering supplies year after year—what immense kindness that is!

Five large yellow croakers could be exchanged for so many good things back then.

Chen Yiping, oh Chen Yiping, I thought you had wronged me, but it turns out I was the one who wronged you.

Cheng Fei instantly aged ten years, and the tension in his heart finally eased.

Cheng Ke said incredulously, "I don't believe it. You paid him to act, didn't you?"