Chapter 508 There is news...

The mother and daughter talked for a long time before they remembered Chen Kexin beside them.

The old lady looked at her granddaughter kindly and said, "Kexin, I know you have good vision, so I'll give you this money to manage. If you're not sure about the investment, go and ask your uncle for advice. This money is your parents' retirement money, and it's also your brothers and sisters' future support."

Chen Kexin suddenly felt overwhelmed.

No one knows better than her that the value of rice will continue to increase.

In 1985 it was close to three, then more than three, in 1990 it was less than five, and in 1994 it reached a high of more than eight.

In other words, if you keep 10 million RMB in a bank, it will automatically increase in value without any movement.

She said sincerely, "Grandma, I will start the ecological park and the breeding farm in the spring. I also have to go to school and manage two factories, so I am too busy. I'd better leave this money in your hands and we will talk about it later."

The old lady continued earnestly, "After grandma and your mother were separated, I dreamed of finding her all these years. God bless me and finally I got my wish. Now my children and grandchildren are all filial to me. Grandma is old and doesn't want to keep so much money."

Chen Kexin had space and always thought she owned a treasure mountain.

Ever since my grandmother and uncle came and threw money at me, I feel like a pauper.

I remember someone in later generations said that in this era, if you stand at the center of the storm, even a pig can fly.

Coming from the future, she knew the direction of history and said in a comforting tone: "Don't worry, grandma. China is now implementing the policy of reform and opening up. You can make money no matter what business you do. I think I have a good vision. I will take out a small amount to be cautious and save most of it."

The old man smiled with satisfaction and praised: "That's right!"

A few days later, the final exam was over and Chen Kexin breathed a sigh of relief.

The police came with news that Xiao Pengcheng had finally been found.

After interrogation, he confessed to the crime and it was indeed he who set the fire. Because of the bad impact it caused, he was sentenced to eight years in prison.

Chen Kexin is afraid of enemies hiding in the dark.

Finally, this cancer was dug out and put in prison. Not only her, but everyone in the family breathed a sigh of relief.

That evening, Chen Kexin, who was cooking, heard someone knocking on the door. She went out and opened the gate, and saw Chief Zhao and Chief Wang standing at the door with a serious expression on their faces.

Chen Kexin was panicking, with countless question marks in her mind. She asked anxiously, "Grandpa Zhao, Grandpa Wang, why are you here? Please come in!"

The two big men walked in, and Chief Zhao said in a heavy tone: "Ke Xin, there is no phone in the courtyard, so we have to come here in person if there is anything. It's like this, there is news from the front line, we finally won the victory, but..."

Chen Kexin suddenly became nervous and asked, "But what? What happened to my grandfather and uncle?"

"It was like this. The enemy was struggling to death, and stray bullets hit the temporary command post. Your uncle died heroically to save your grandfather, and your grandfather was also injured..."

Everyone in the family was shocked.

Ever since he recognized his great-uncle, Wang Qingshan has been very kind to everyone in the family and obeys his grandfather's words. He usually has no sense of presence, but always stands up at critical moments.

This time he resolutely decided to stay on the front line because he was worried about the old man's safety.

He fulfilled his promise with his life.

Chen Kexin couldn't help but shed tears.

She had known her great-uncle for the longest time, and the old man had always been very kind to her. She thought she could take care of him in his old age, but she didn't expect that the old man would pass away like this.

She held back her sadness and asked anxiously, "How is my grandpa injured?"

"His right arm was injured, but it's nothing. We have one more thing to inform you. Song Mo is also on the front line. Thanks to him for leading his men to charge the enemy's castle and defeating the main force of the enemy, this battle will achieve a decisive victory. He is a hero that all of us should learn from..."

Chen Kexin had always suspected that Song Mo had been on a mission and had not returned yet. The border war was at a critical moment, so he might have gone to the front line. Her guess was finally confirmed.

Dangerous signals appeared in her mind, and she asked in a hoarse voice: "How is he?"

"Don't worry, Miss Chen. His injuries are not serious."

Chen Kexin wiped her tears and asked anxiously, "Can I go see them?"

"No, they will come back together by plane in a few days."

"Can we pick up at the airport?"

"Okay, I'll send guard Xiao Li to notify you then."

"OK!"

The whole family waited anxiously for a few days and finally received a notice. Chen Kexin brought her parents to the airport to pick up the person.

Among those waiting were not only military bigwigs and celebrities who often appeared on TV, but also many military family members.

Among them were families of martyrs and families of the wounded. Everyone had a solemn look on their faces and was waiting anxiously.

Chen Kexin clearly remembers that the last time she came to pick up her grandmother and uncle, the whole family was in a good mood.

At this moment, standing in the same place, my heart feels heavy.

When she saw the bright red five-star red flag fluttering at the airport, she couldn't help but think of the words: It was the blood of heroes that dyed it red.

Fortunately, the battle was finally won.

Time passed by minute by minute as I waited.

Finally, a plane slowly landed at the airport, the landing gear was lowered, and the passengers on the plane got off one after another.

Doctors and nurses were the first to come down carrying stretchers, followed by medical staff or soldiers supporting the wounded, and the wounded supported each other and continued to walk down.

As Chen Kexin and her parents were looking forward to it, Song Mo finally appeared.

He looked haggard, leaning on a cane, and supporting an old man with his left hand with difficulty.

The old man was very thin and looked very old. He was none other than Chen Jianguo.

I saw that his right sleeve was empty and his left hand was tightly holding a rough wooden box wrapped in white cloth.

Chen Kexin's heart sank immediately, and she quickly thought of what was in the wooden box.

My eyes instantly became moist.

Then I saw Song Mo limping and his grandfather's empty sleeves. Is his injury serious?

When I think of my uncle’s sacrifice, it really isn’t that heavy compared to death.

Her heart suddenly tightened and she walked over eagerly and looked up at her relatives on the stairs.

At this moment, Song Mo looked at his young wife below with bloodshot eyes, forced a bitter smile on his face, and struggled to support his grandfather and continue walking down.

The old man didn't seem to notice his eldest granddaughter, and all his attention was on the wooden box in his arms.

Walking down the ladder, Chen Kexin came to her grandfather and wanted to take the box from his hand.

The old man seemed to have just seen her, shook his head and said hoarsely, "No need!"

Chen Kexin burst into tears immediately. Her grandfather couldn't bear to let go of his brother-in-law who sacrificed himself to save him.

She wished she could take her place and hugged her grandfather gently.

"grandfather……"

"Grandpa is fine, it's just that your uncle is gone..."

The old man said in a hoarse voice, and suddenly tears streamed down his face.

For him, the pain of losing his loved ones is far more unbearable than physical disability.

Chen Kexin looked at Song Mo and asked with concern: "How are you?"

Song Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I'm fine. It's all my fault for not protecting my uncle."

The old man glared at him and said fairly, "How can you be blamed for this, little brat?"