I love you,
I love this home.
I love our children too.
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Yuping,
I'll say it again.
I killed Liu Han; it has nothing to do with you. I had a purpose and motive for killing him.
If you are a murderer and I am an enemy agent, and we are both implicated, how can the children bear it and survive?
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Yuping, my love.
It's so good to have you in this life!
Jingwen, who loves you
Jiang Yuping's hand trembled as she held the letter.
Tears streamed down her face like a summer thunderstorm.
She suppressed her grief and anguish, covering her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from crying out loud.
The letter her husband left her was two pages long, but she didn't pay attention to much of it.
At this moment,
She finally understood what her husband had said to her at the guesthouse.
Perhaps the husband's consideration is correct. Even if he admits to being the real murderer of Liu Han, his identity as a member of the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau cannot be changed. Both of them will be involved and arrested by the public security organs. What will happen to the children?
Especially the cicadas and the autumn harvest, how will they cope with everything that has happened?
Jiang Yuping folded the letter again and placed it aside.
She sat in front of the vanity mirror, gazing at herself in the reflection.
Jiang Yuping was well aware that her husband was taking her place and confessing to the crime of murdering Liu Han.
Standing up from in front of the vanity mirror, Jiang Yuping took the folded letter, unlatched the latch, and then walked through the living room and dining room, heading straight into the kitchen.
She lifted the water hose from the coal stove and threw the letter into the coal fire.
This was her husband's letter demanding that she do this, otherwise, there would be no point in him turning himself in.
Jiang Yuping's movements can be described as seamless.
Qiu Shui, who was picking vegetables in the restaurant, watched her mother quickly throw a letter into the fire and immediately walked over.
"Mom, what are you burning? You're doing it so sneakily."
Qiu Shui used a derogatory term, "sneaky."
Her intention was naturally to joke with her mother, and as she thought about becoming a writer in the future, it seemed that she would have to learn to use more idioms in life in order to show her writing skills.
Jiang Yuping simply ignored her daughter.
At that moment, she had no mind to respond to her daughter's joke.
The husband was taken away by Shao Jian in a jeep. It was highly unlikely that he would be able to return to the Hongqi Factory anytime soon, or even ever return to the Hongqi Factory, to this home, to his wife and children. This was because the husband's confession that he was a Kuomintang agent was only one reason. He also admitted to murdering Liu Han. Although Liu Han was a Kuomintang agent, it would not affect the husband's conviction.
Seeing that her mother ignored her, Qiu Shui immediately went to the kitchen, looked at the letter on the coal briquette, and suddenly laughed:
"Mom, what are you burning? It's not love letters that some guy in your infirmary wrote to you, is it?"
My daughter was just joking again.
However, Jiang Yuping did not respond.
Normally, if her daughter joked with her like that, she would definitely scold her, saying things like she was disrespectful and rude.
However, at this moment, Jiang Yuping had no mind to joke with her daughter.
She wanted to burn the letter as her husband requested, so that his sacrifice for her and his taking the blame for her would be transparent and without any flaws or loopholes.
What worried Jiang Yuping was that the flames on the coal briquette never came up, and although the letter was charred, it did not catch fire.
Just then, there was a rapid knocking on the door.
Hearing the knock, Qiu Shui called out to the door:
"Who is it?"
A young voice came from outside the door:
"We are members of the Public Security Bureau's investigation team. Please open the door."
Upon hearing that the police investigation team members were involved, Qiu Shui looked at her mother, Jiang Yuping, in horror, then walked up to her and whispered:
"Mom, what happened to our family? Why did the police come to our door?"
Jiang Yuping immediately handed the letter, which was placed on the coal briquette, to her daughter and whispered it into Qiu Shui's ear.
"Qiushui, hide this letter well, don't let anyone find it or take it away."
Qiu Shui's expression changed.
She had no idea what had happened to the family.
So she took the letter and hid it under her floral skirt, tucking it into the side of her shorts.
She felt that if she put it in her shorts, the police wouldn't be able to search her body, much less search a girl's lower body.
Seeing that her daughter had hidden the letter inside her shorts, Jiang Yuping felt relieved and went over to open the door.
Wu Dinghuai, accompanied by two police officers, stood solemnly in front of the Qiu family's door.
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