Chapter 1059 The more you want to keep someone, the harder it is to keep him

Hearing this, Jiang Duo paused, and Mingzhu immediately looked at him.

Soon, Jiang Duo adjusted his mood and pulled her forward quickly: "Let's go and take a look."

Mingzhu followed.

When the two arrived at Zhong Boxuan's house, he had been rescued from the rope and was lying on a stretcher, covered with a clean white cloth.

Someone who was helping inside saw the suicide note on the table and shouted: "Old Zhong left a will."

Jiang Duo stepped in, took the paper and took a look.

There were only a few paragraphs written on it, most of which were instructions to his son Zhong Shenglin to take good care of himself, be a man of integrity, not make mistakes, not hurt anyone, and live up to the world.

Only the last paragraph wrote about his regrets.

I have spent half my life on the battlefield, and I should have served my country and my people with all my heart and soul. But now that I am over fifty years old, I find that the person I trusted by my pillow is not the right one. I have done all kinds of evil things. I have let my country down and my ancestors down. I have no face to live, and I am willing to suffer with my wife. If there is an afterlife, I must urge myself and take good care of my wife Lan Chunju, be careful in what I say and do, and serve my country.

Jiang Duo, a big man of nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood there, staring quietly at the paper in his hand, his eyes red.

Mingzhu knew that Jiang Duo was feeling bad at the moment, so she took the suicide note from Jiang Duo's hand and handed it to the person who was helping to deal with the aftermath. Finally, she took a deep look at Uncle Zhong who was covered by a white cloth, took Jiang Duo's wrist, and left.

Jiang Duo murmured until they were far away: "Uncle Zhong, you have never let down your country."

"Yes, he shouldn't have died, but he was too responsible and took the blame for what Lan Chunju did."

Jiang Duo stopped and felt sad: "I think, in that timeline, the reason why Uncle Zhong died in 1982 was because he knew the truth that year and felt guilty about his country."

"I think there is another possibility."

Jiang Duo glanced at her.

She said, "After Uncle Zhong found out what Lan Chunju had done today, he didn't cover up for her and let you take Lan Chunju away. I think the Uncle Zhong in that timeline would not do nothing after knowing the truth, but he died, and Lan Chunju was unharmed.

If Uncle Zhong hadn't committed suicide because he didn't expose Lan Chunju but felt guilty, then maybe... his death would be strange. But it's meaningless to pursue these now, because Lan Chunju in that life hid herself very well and had the last laugh."

Jiang Duo nodded weakly. They really couldn't change the result of that life. In this life, they changed the ending but failed to save Uncle Zhong. It was a pity, but for Uncle Zhong, maybe... it was a relief.

Jiang Duo thought of something and asked Mingzhu to go home first, and he returned to the Zhong family.

Mingzhu knew that Jiang Duo must have something he wanted to do, so she did not stop him and went home alone.

After she told Fang Shuyu what happened in the Zhong family, Fang Shuyu also sat on the sofa and was silent for a long time. Finally, he slowly said: "Old Zhong is a man."

On this day, because of the matter between Uncle Zhong and Lan Chunju, the atmosphere in the whole compound was particularly depressing.

After all, this incident was unexpected.

I heard that two old friends who had made an appointment with Uncle Zhong to go fishing together the next day sat in front of Uncle Zhong's body and cried bitterly, very sad.

Zhong Shenglin was called back and knew that such a big change had happened in his family. He collapsed. Even the funeral was completed with the help of relatives and friends.

In the evening, when Jiang Duo came back, it was already past nine o'clock, and his face was visibly tired.

Fang Shuyu asked him if he had eaten, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Mom, you can accompany the children to rest, Zhuzhu and I will go back to rest, we are a little tired."

He took Mingzhu back to the room, and Mingzhu took him into the space, brought out the dumplings she had just cooked for him, and placed them on the dining table: "Eat."

"I've eaten..."

Mingzhu hugged his arm and said softly: "Oh, these are dumplings made by me, if you don't eat them, I will be sad."

Jiang Duo looked at her coquettish look, and the corners of his lips finally had a slight arc, picked up the chopsticks, and took a bite. It

was stuffed with three fresh ingredients, and there were whole shrimps inside, which was very fragrant.

Mingzhu leaned one hand on the table and looked at him with her head tilted: "Did you go to examine Lan Chunju again?"

Jiang Duo nodded: "I showed her Uncle Zhong's suicide note."

Mingzhu listened without interrupting.

Jiang Duo continued.

After seeing the suicide note, Lan Chunju was silent for a long time, then she laughed and said, "Zhong Boxuan, you are just a hero. Why should you take the blame for what I did? I don't want it!"

After another long silence, she suddenly burst into tears again: "I was wrong, why did you die for me? Why are you so stupid? You should blame me, you should hate me, you should take advantage of me, but why did you die for me? How can someone like me be worthy of your hope for the next life, and I still be your wife? You stupid thing, you are really stupid."

Lan Chunju covered the letter to her chest and cried for half an hour before she slowly stopped crying, raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Duo with sad eyes.

Jiang Duo was also silent and didn't say anything.

Lan Chunju was the first to break the silence: "When I first decided to help that group of people, I actually felt sorry for you. You should still remember that a few days before you set off, I called you home and made you a lot of delicious food."

"Severed head rice?"

"It's because of guilt," Lan Chunju smiled bitterly: "You are also a child I have watched grow up since you were young. You have outstanding achievements and have made all the children in the compound look like dregs. Many elders who have boys of the same age don't like you or the Jiang family, but I am different.

Because your uncle Zhong likes you, and Shengyi even regards you as an idol, in our family, you are a very good role model, so I really like you, but at that time... I couldn't help it, they are my biological brother and biological mother, I can't just ignore them."

"I can understand that you sacrificed my life to save my family, but you shouldn't be confused about right and wrong. I was on a mission at that time, representing the country, and you abandoned our country!"

Lan Chunju lowered her head: "I know I regretted it at that time. I wanted to tell your uncle Zhong about this many times, but... I couldn't open my mouth. Later, I could only pretend to be sick to keep Shengyi. I didn't want Shengyi to take risks.

But the more I wanted to keep something, the less I could keep it. When I got the news that Shengyi sacrificed himself and you came back alive, I knew that my life was over.

You don't know how much I hated you at that time, why didn't you die? If you were the only one who died, I could get back Shengyi and the countless children, and I wouldn't have to be entangled with you anymore, how great it would be, but you didn't die. You don't know that I really hated you at that time, I hated you so much. "