Chapter 188: Amnesty (Part 1)
Huo Yan was standing in the corridor not far from the classroom door. He was thin and his skin looked pale under the slanting sunlight.
This is also related to the time he spent on farm transformation a few years ago.
The work I do every day is beyond my body's capacity, and I don't get much exposure to the sun. Over time, my white skin seems a little sickly.
Huo Yan rarely smiles in front of his colleagues. He always looks indifferent and has a slight world-weariness.
Huo Yan saw Shengsheng jogging towards him, and a faint smile gradually appeared in his light-colored pupils.
"Uncle, how come you have time to come see me today?"
Song Shengsheng was in high spirits, with bright eyes, and looked very lively.
A long time ago, Huo Yan hoped that she could live as vividly as she does now, without worries or sorrows.
Huo Yan said: "I took a day off."
It was just the time for lunch break and students were walking out of the classroom one after another.
He kept glancing sideways, looking over here curiously.
Song Shengsheng is somewhat famous in the school. She is beautiful and bolder than the average person. She can often be seen at various activities.
There are also people who secretly like her.
There are also people who are not used to her style.
After all, when they found out that her husband was a military officer, they kept quiet and dared not spread rumors without basis, fearing that they would be retaliated against, which would be troublesome after all.
However, they really felt that Song Shengsheng was as active as a socialite. She could be seen at all kinds of activities and seemed to have endless energy every day.
At this moment, she was seen standing and talking with a strange man. The man did not look very young, probably in his thirties.
Can be their teacher.
He has a good temperament and looks very elegant.
They glanced at her secretly but didn't dare to stare at her openly.
Song Shengsheng was very indifferent to these things. She said to Huo Yan, "Uncle, let's go to the cafeteria to eat first."
It's time for dinner.
Of course Huo Yan agreed.
When they arrived at the cafeteria, Song Shengsheng had no idea what her uncle liked to eat, so she ordered two meat and two vegetable dishes, which was one more dish than she usually had.
Huo Yan is not picky about food. He doesn't have any particular favorites, but he also doesn't dislike any food.
Over the years, he has also developed the habit of not wasting food.
Even though I had no appetite, I finished my meal.
After dinner, Huo Yan asked her to take him for a walk by the lake.
When they got to a place where people were friendly, Huo Yan first stuffed some money into her pocket, just like he did last time.
Song Shengsheng was really embarrassed to accept it.
She was a little at a loss: "Uncle, I really don't lack money. Fu Cheng gives me his monthly salary."
Huo Yan looked good-tempered and stubborn: "He is his, and I am mine."
Song Shengsheng now doesn't dare to bring a lot of money to school, for fear that thieves will target him and steal his money.
Huo Yan recalled what Master Fu had said to him in the study that day.
Mr. Fu said, if her parents and grandparents knew that she was marrying Fu Cheng in the future, would they be able to accept it?
Huo Yan thought of his mother. After his sister who committed suicide for love died, his mother became mentally ill, confused and even extreme.
I can't bring up this matter. If I do, I'll grit my teeth in hatred and say all kinds of nasty things.
Every time I get mentally unstable, I smash the house beyond recognition.
You need to take sedatives to calm down.
That was their most beloved daughter, and she could not accept her death at all.
Huo Yan said nothing in front of Mr. Fu. He really couldn't guarantee what the Huo family's attitude was.
In the past, he always wanted Shengsheng to return to the Huo family as soon as possible, and it would be best if he could send her abroad. Now, his thoughts began to waver and he no longer thought so.
The letter sent by my sister became a hot potato.
It’s not right to say it, and it’s not right not to say it.
"Sound."
"Um?"
"Your father and your mother..." Huo Yan took a deep breath and continued, "They sent you a letter. They miss you very much and tried every means to come and see you."
As Huo Yan spoke, he took out the letter and the one thousand dollars inside.
There was also a photo in the envelope, which was taken at a photo studio when she was just one week old.
Song Shengsheng is a stranger to his biological parents.
In the book, it seems that the life experience of the cannon fodder female supporting character is never mentioned at all, and the people and things related to her are often glossed over.
In her own dreams, her biological parents did not exist.
It seems that in this period novel, she and the people from the Huo family did not recognize each other.
Song Shengsheng took the envelope with a confused expression that made people feel distressed.
Her impression of her parents remains that of her parents in Xiaoshui Village.
He is a bit mean, fierce, unforgiving, and very patriarchal.
Sometimes I care a little bit about her.
Not too bad, not too good either.
Song Shengsheng didn't rush to open the letter: "Can they come back now?"
Huo Yan thought for a moment and said, "It should be possible. Don't worry."
In the early years, the authorities granted amnesty to some people, including big capitalists and bankers who made their fortunes during the Republic of China.
It seems that the higher-ups have made up their minds to develop it well.
The Huo family's overseas business is growing bigger and bigger, and the accumulated capital is naturally not to be underestimated.
Moreover, her brother had just won the most influential award in the scientific community abroad, and everyone wanted to become related to him. It was the right time to win them over.
Song Shengsheng lowered his head and said, "Well, I'll open the letter and read it when I get back."
Huo Yan told her: "If you want to write a reply, give it to me and I will ask someone to deliver it to you."
Song Shengsheng shook his head: "Uncle, I don't want to write now."
She needs to assess the situation first.
Seeing that she hadn't completely opened her heart, Huo Yan didn't force her.
Song Shengsheng returned to the dormitory, unaware that rumors had already spread outside, with everyone asking about the man who was waiting for her at the classroom door today.
After hearing that he was a professor at the School of Physics of Capital University, I wanted to find out the relationship between the two.
Song Shengsheng casually replied, "I know him."
When she said this, others would think she was insincere.
Professor Huo was previously labeled a rightist. How did she get to know him?
"Are you friends? Or teacher and student?"
Song Shengsheng was embarrassed to say relatives, so she thought for a moment and said, "Teacher and student."
"He taught me before when I was in Ningcheng."
This is not a lie.
Her uncle had given her special lessons and extra tuition.
They didn't quite believe it, as it was such a coincidence, but they also felt a little jealous.
I envy her for knowing so many talented people.
On second thought, they were probably not familiar with each other. Even if they really had a teacher-student relationship, it must have been many years ago.
"You're so lucky."
Song Shengsheng didn't reply, she opened the letter.
The first thing I saw was a stack of unfamiliar coins, but after careful examination I realized they looked like US dollars.
Then another photo fell out.
The happily smiling baby was held on his mother's lap, facing the camera, his eyes curved into crescents with laughter.
Beside them was a handsome, tall man.
A family of three, happiness is overflowing from the photo.
Song Shengsheng felt weird inside, it's not that he didn't have feelings, but they weren't that strong.
She knew that she was not the only child in the family.
After her, perhaps there will be other children born.
Is she important?
Maybe she was important to her parents when she was just born.
Now more than 20 years have passed, and we have never spent a single day together, and there is no gratitude or care in our relationship.
Is there really love?
Song Shengsheng wasn't sure, the only thing she was sure of was that she liked the thousand dollars very much.
It would be better if they could send more next time.
She deserved the money and she was too embarrassed to ask for it.
Just as Song Shengsheng finished reading the letter, someone came to the phone room and said, "Song Shengsheng, there's a call for you."
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