Song Ming'an looked excited. The momentum of Great Universe Media had become unstoppable. Being able to stand on equal footing with this big ship, it was not impossible for Millennium Media to go even further.
At the dinner table, Song Qingwei's parents were also grateful for everything Chen Chuan had done. They called him their good nephew in every word and were so enthusiastic that they almost called him their son-in-law.
Song Qingwei's face was red the whole time, but Chen Chuan was as thick-skinned as ever, calling him uncle and aunt affectionately, which made Song Qingwei's parents very pleased, and they repeatedly told him to come to their house when he had time.
Chen Chuan winked at Song Qingwei and said that he would definitely come to visit often.
That day, Shen Chuan stayed in the Magic City.
On May 26, Chen Chuan and his group of four left the Magic City. Yes, Song Qingwei also followed Chen Chuan out of the Magic City.
However, they were not returning to Jiangcheng, but heading to Hucheng in Guangxi Province.
Zhang Wei's hometown is in a rural area dozens of kilometers away from Hucheng. The reason he came to Hucheng is because Zhang Wei's family is currently living here temporarily.
Chen Chuan learned from Zhao Weimin that Zhang Wei's family consists of five people, including him and his parents, as well as younger brothers and sisters. His younger brother Zhang Wen is currently a sophomore in college, and his younger sister is in high school.
Their family situation is not good, and both parents rely on odd jobs to supplement their income.
When Shen Chuan and his three companions arrived at Zhang Wei's house according to the address, they happened to meet Zhang Wei's parents.
Zhang Wei's father is an honest man. He is in his fifties but looks like an old man with gray hair, weathered eyes and wrinkles on his face.
His mother was also a kind-looking woman, but at this moment, both of them had dull expressions.
The ground was littered with cigarette butts, which were smoked by Zhang Wei's father.
On the table in the living room, there was an urn, as well as government condolences and medals.
That’s right, Zhang Wei’s ashes had already been returned to China in advance and handed over to Zhang Wei’s parents.
Shen Chuan felt bad when he saw this scene.
The three greatest sorrows in life are losing one’s father in youth, losing one’s spouse in middle age, and losing one’s son in old age.
Now Zhang Wei's parents are over 50 years old, but they suddenly learned that their son is gone. This is a huge blow to them.
It was so loud that the two of them hadn't slept a wink from yesterday until now.
"Uncle and aunt, please accept my condolences."
Shen Chuan comforted him in a heavy tone.
"Zhang Wei died because of us. I feel deeply guilty. I came here today to make amends to you and his brothers and sisters."
"No!"
Zhang Wei's father shook his head, unable to conceal the sorrow in his eyes. He stared blankly at the urn, his voice trembling as he said, "My son didn't die because of you. He died for his country!"
"Look, there's a martyr's medal under the urn. This is his honor!"
"I know, I know my son was shot and killed by terrorists while on duty. I know everything..."
"He, he is a hero!"
Tears welled up in the old man's eyes, but his voice was extremely firm.
Song Qingwei's eyes were red, Xu Cunshan sighed in his heart, and Zhu Youan's expression also softened slightly.
When Chen Chuan heard the old man say this, he also felt sad.
"Yes, he is indeed a hero."
Chen Chuan stood in awe and said, "But the hero's family should be taken care of even more. We are here this time, firstly to remember the martyr Zhang Wei once again, and secondly to do our best to take care of his relatives."
"No need, no need."
The old man's voice was sad and a little weak.
"The state has given our family the compensation we deserve."
Shen Chuan was silent. The state's pensions for martyrs and public servants who died in the line of duty have always been high, generally 20 times the national urban per capita disposable income and 40 months' salary of the martyr himself.
As a member of the peacekeeping force, Zhang Wei's monthly salary is just over 20,000 yuan.
In other words, Zhang Wei's pension should be around 1.6 million, plus the 100,000 compensation from the Ethiopian government, a total of 1.7 million pension.
This amount of money is a huge sum for Zhang Wei's family.
But this was paid for with their lives, and the old couple only had bitterness and no sweetness.
"It's just my poor child, he hasn't even gotten married and had kids yet!!"
The old man couldn't help but burst into tears.
Chen Chuan was affected and couldn't help but feel sad.
After a while, he sighed and said, "Uncle, I know the country has given corresponding subsidies, but the country is the country, and I am me."
He took out a bank card and said in a deep voice, "Here is 10 million. It's a personal gift from me. You still have two children to raise, so you need money right now."
"This is the only thing we can do, so please don't refuse, otherwise I will be uneasy."
When he heard the number of 10 million, the old man was shocked even though he was in grief.
Chen Chuan could understand the old man's complicated thoughts at the moment. 10 million was enough to provide his family with food and clothing for the rest of their lives, but he was embarrassed to accept it.
The state has already given compensation of 1.7 million, which is a huge fortune. What's more, Zhang Wei died in the line of duty and was awarded the Martyr Medal. They will naturally feel uncomfortable taking other people's money.
It's just that 10 million is a huge amount...
"Uncle, please accept it."
Shen Chuan directly stuffed the card into the old man's hand and said, "The password is the last six digits of Zhang Wei's ID card."
The old man was hesitant and struggling in his heart. On one hand, he wanted to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life, and on the other hand, he wanted his son's martyr's medal.
Finally, he resolutely pushed the card back and said righteously: "Comrade, thank you, but I will not accept this money. My son is honorable!"
Seeing this, Shen Chuan was silent.
He couldn't help but want to laugh. Why would such a kind and honest person end up losing his son in his old age?
Look at this house: it is cramped, dark and damp. From these conditions, it can be seen that this family is not living a happy life.
If they accepted his 10 million, it would be enough to bring about a qualitative leap in their living conditions, but he refused. Although he hesitated, he finally decided to do it.
Life is so hard for honest people.
No, life is too difficult for people with conscience.
The indelible pride, fragile self-esteem and worldly perspectives are like ruthless shackles that lock the door to a better life for them.
After a long time, Chen Chuan did not continue to persuade him to accept his bank card.
He found a note at home and left a phone number on it. He said solemnly, "Uncle, this is my contact information. If you need help in the future, just contact me. I can promise you that I can help you with anything within the scope of the law."
"This promise is permanent."
The old man did not refuse this time. He stretched out his slightly trembling hands and carefully kept the paper.
He could see that Chen Chuan was not an ordinary person, and leaving this number might help his children find a future.
"let's go."
Chen Chuan stopped disturbing the couple and left with Song Qingwei and the others.
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