He slowly stood up, walked to Jiang Jinxiu's side, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Nannan, your grandma... she'll be alright, right?"
"Father, don't worry."
Jiang Jinxiu looked up at him, her eyes resolute: "With me here, I won't let anything happen to Grandma. But a heart ailment needs a heart remedy. Grandma's anger is stuck in her heart. Only by catching Wang Shi'an and making him pay for his crimes in blood can Grandma get rid of this anger."
Jiang Junrong nodded heavily.
He walked out of the room and into the courtyard.
The morning sun had already bathed the entire village, dispelling the chill of the night, but it could not dispel the gloom that shrouded the Zhao family.
Looking at the furnishings of the ancestral home, the ancient well in the courtyard, and the pavilion, he thought of the stories his mother had told them, and it was as if he could see the scene from decades ago when his father painted here and his mother embroidered here.
That should have been such a happy and fulfilling family.
But because of their greed and betrayal, everything was ruined.
Families were destroyed, people were killed, and family members were separated.
Decades of pent-up hatred transformed into the coldness and resolve in Jiang Junrong's eyes at this moment.
Wang Shi'an!
He chewed on the name in his mind over and over again.
I don't care who you are, or where you're hiding, I swear I will find you!
I will make you kneel before my father's spirit and before my mother to repent for what you have done!
...
Zhao Guoqiang called back half an hour later.
Gu Xichen answered the phone, listened for a few minutes, and his expression became extremely serious.
He hung up the phone, went inside, and said to Jiang Jinxiu and Jiang Junrong, who were wiping Grandma Luo's body, "There's news from my brother's side."
"So fast?" Jiang Junrong was both surprised and delighted.
Gu Xichen shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's not good news."
“My older brother said that the name Wang Shi’an disappeared from all household registration records decades ago. And there is no record of this person in the immigration records either.”
"As for that idiot spy 'Teng Zuo,' there were at least eighty or a hundred idiot spies named Teng Zuo operating in Beijing back then, so there's no way to find out who it is."
The flame of hope, barely lit, was instantly extinguished as if doused with a bucket of cold water.
"How could this be... how could this happen?"
"He must have changed his name and identity."
Gu Xichen said, "My elder brother said he will continue to check the list of people returning from overseas, especially those wealthy businessmen of unknown origin. But... it will take time, and the chances are slim."
The atmosphere in the room fell into dead silence once again.
They can wait.
But Grandma's health can't wait.
Just when everyone was feeling hopeless, Jiang Jinxiu, who had been silent all along, slowly stood up.
She walked to the window, looked at the bright sunshine outside, and said softly, "If we can't find the conventional methods, we'll use unconventional methods."
She turned around, her gaze clear and firm.
"Father, Xichen, do you believe me?"
"I might be able to find him."
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