Wen Mo left with a cold laugh.

After he left, the Lu family entered the ward. Lu Hua and Li Yuan couldn't wait to ask Old Master Lu what he and Wen Mo had talked about. Old Master Lu didn't look at the two of them and beckoned Lu Yunzhang to come forward.

"Yunzhang, you are an excellent child. Grandpa believes you can shoulder the responsibilities of the Lu family."

He would pause after each sentence, looking as if he couldn't catch his breath; anyone with eyes could see that he was old and frail, nearing the end of his life.

Lu Yunzhang's vision gradually blurred. He held the old man's hand tightly and nodded firmly in his hopeful eyes.

Grandpa Lu was satisfied. "All the things Grandpa left behind are yours."

Lu Yunzhang was shocked, "Grandpa..."

Although Fifth Uncle and Seventh Uncle separated their households, Sixth Uncle also moved out on his own, and Fourth Uncle's family has never spoken to each other again, but...

"You silly child, just take what your grandfather gave you, why worry so much?" Li Yuan glanced at Lu Zhi and his wife without saying a word, a hint of smugness in her eyes.

Although the Lu family did not receive Wen Jiarong's assets, they still have a solid foundation.

Old Master Lu had a firm grip on those things. Li Yuan had tried to pry them out, but she was no match for his skill level. She had failed every time over the years, and now the old man was going to hand them over to her son anyway.

What belongs to her son is what belongs to her; there's no difference.

Li Yuan's proudest achievement in her life is having a smart and successful son.

"Grandpa, what about me?" Before Lu Zhi and his family of three could speak, Lu Xue'er jumped out first. Hearing that the old man was not going to divide the property among his grandchildren and was going to give it all to Lu Yunzhang, Lu Xue'er became a little anxious.

Grandpa Lu still remembered the time she made him so angry that he ended up in the hospital, so he turned his head away and refused to look at her.

"Grandpa, you're being unfair..." Lu Xue'er was only halfway through her sentence when Li Yuan patted her on the back.

Li Yuan cursed at her, "You idiot, come out here."

As he spoke, he pulled Lu Xue'er out.

When did this daughter become so stupid? The old man has had so many sons, and now that the property has fallen into the hands of her second wife, it is a great thing. But Lu Xue'er insists on jumping out to fight for it at this time. What if the old man has a change of heart and decides to divide the property among Lu Yunyi, Lu Yunchen, and Lu Xiaofei from the sixth son's family?

The Lu family of three never coveted the old man's things.

They came to the hospital after hearing that the old man was unwell and wanted to stay by his side to fulfill their filial duty one last time.

After guarding the ward for most of the morning, Lu Xue'er and Li Yuan couldn't stay awake any longer and went to sleep for a while in the empty ward next door.

Nine-and-a-half-year-old Lu Xiaofei sat between her parents. Even though she was very sleepy, she didn't make a sound. She just sat quietly, her eyes occasionally glancing curiously at Grandpa Lu. She didn't have a very deep impression of this grandfather.

Grandpa Lu was half asleep and half awake. When he was awake, he only talked to Lu Yunzhang. He had told him everything he needed to tell him. The only thing he couldn't let go of was this grandson.

After Li Yuan and Lu Xue'er left, he noticed Lu Zhi and the other two who hadn't spoken a word in the corner.

He beckoned Lu Xiaofei over. Lu Xiaofei glanced at her father, and only after receiving his approval did she walk over and obediently call out, "Grandpa."

"Hmm." Old Master Lu didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Seeing that Lu Xiaofei was clearly very sleepy but was still forcing herself to keep her eyes open, he felt a little comforted and said to Lu Yunzhang, "Give all the jewelry that your grandmother left behind to Xiaofei."

Lu Yunzhang nodded and rubbed Lu Xiaofei's head.

Lu Xue'er, who had just woken up from a good night's sleep, felt as if the sky had fallen when she heard the news.

She inwardly accused Old Master Lu of favoritism, but Li Yuan held her back from rushing up to confront him.

Grandpa Lu passed away three days later.

After forcing himself to arrange everything and seeing all his old comrades-in-arms, he finally left with peace of mind.

There was no mourning hall, and burning paper money was forbidden, but everyone tacitly came to pay their respects in silence. During those three days, the Lu family members came and went.

The Lu Cheng and Lu Xian families traveled a long distance from the Northwest to return and see the old man one last time. They then stayed in Beijing until the old man's funeral arrangements were completed before leaving.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Qin Yushen also went to pay their respects and brought a bouquet of white flowers, not as granddaughter and grandson-in-law, but simply to express their purest condolences to this veteran.

In this life, we are always struggling with right and wrong.

But if you look back from the finish line, all these obsessions seem insignificant, and right and wrong, merit and demerit, all turn to nothing.

Death is like an eraser, gently wiping away all the marks. The applause earned for good deeds and the blame borne for foolishness will eventually fade with time.

Grandpa Lu had many moments of confusion and favoritism in dealing with his family and sons, and the harm he caused to Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu could not be erased.

But from the perspective of the country and the people, he was a person of great merit.

Just as Lu You said, "When I die, I know that all things are empty." The good and bad of his life were buried with him in the earth. What people remember from then on is his sincerity during the thirty years of resistance against Japan.

What stands the test of time and is remembered by people—that is the brightest essence of his life.

For half a month, Beijing had been experiencing continuous drizzle, and the sky was always overcast with no sign of brightness.

While Qin Yushen was on vacation, Lin Xiaoxiao left An'an with him and went to the National Security Bureau with Han Xiu and Zhu Yuqi, the couple next door. After wandering around for a while, she came back and muttered to Zhu Yuqi, "What's wrong? Everyone's in low spirits at work."

Zhu Yuqi doesn't usually come to the National Security Bureau, so I don't know anything about it.

Han Xiu, however, returned after making inquiries and said, "What else can we do? The awards and commendations from above haven't come down yet, and everyone's on tenterhooks."

Lin Xiaoxiao understood immediately.

So everyone was still thinking about the evaluation results of the last mission.

Yes, this thing is linked to salary and rank, so it's something to pay attention to.

Lin Xiaoxiao strolled around and, seeing nothing amiss, went home with Zhu Yuqi. Han Xiu was left behind; Director Fan told him to go home with him after get off work, saying his godmother had made some pickled vegetables for him to take back.

Everything is back on track. Lin Xiaoxiao loves her life now. She has family and friends around her, and nothing could be happier.

That day, Lin Xiaoxiao received a letter from Jiangcheng.

She thought it was sent by He Meng, but when she looked at the mailing address, she found it was from Jiangcheng Textile Factory.

A textile factory?

Lin Xiaoxiao opened the envelope, quickly glanced at the contents, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

"Who sent it?" Qin Yushen leaned closer and hugged her from behind.

An'an was already asleep. The two of them finally had some time alone, and Qin Yushen cherished it, wishing he could stick close to his wife.

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled brightly and shook the letter at him, "Sun Yuan, a gossip friend from when I worked at the Jiangcheng Textile Factory."

"She and Qiu Hongxing are planning to bring their child to Beijing for a visit, and they said they wanted to get together with me."

This woman was her gossip buddy; she was the one who told her half of the most sensational gossip about the textile factory back then.

Qin Yushen smiled and said, "That's great. Do you need me to pick them up?"

Although he didn't know him, since he was his wife's good friend, he naturally had to treat him well and show him hospitality.