Chapter 316: Sentence-breaking skill

After reading the note left by his wife, Gu Chenghuai's mood improved greatly.

As if the cold and clear home had become warm again.

After tidying up the house from front to back, Gu Chenghuai locked the doors and windows and turned to go out.

Go to Meng's house for a meal.

When he arrived, there weren't many people in the courtyard, not as lively as usual.

"Where are the people?"

Hearing this sound, Gu Laoyezi Meng and Meng Jiusi walked out of the house one after another.

"Chenghuai is here." The old man greeted.

Meng Jiusi twitched the corners of his mouth, seemingly wanting to reveal a smile, but unfortunately failed, "Brother-in-law."

"What's wrong with this?" Gu Chenghuai sensed something was wrong, his eyes surprised.

Brother-in-law wasn't an outsider. Since he asked, Meng Jiusi didn't think about hiding anything.

Handed over the telegram he just received this morning.

Didn't say a word.

Very mysterious.

Gu Chenghuai thought so in his heart, took the piece of paper, opened it with slender and powerful fingers, and lowered his eyes to look.

【Yuan Qin killed someone and died】

Five characters, without any punctuation.

Sending telegrams costs money, everyone sends them like this, and people who frequently send and receive telegrams have mastered a skill of active sentence breaking.

The meaning of these five characters is—Yuan Qin killed someone, and she herself died.

Gu Chenghuai understood it this way.

Yuan Qin?

The ex-wife of the fourth brother-in-law.

She killed someone?! And she herself died!?

This...

"What's going on?" Gu Chenghuai frowned.

Meng Jiusi sat down, drank two mouthfuls of cold tea, the irritability didn't disappear, but the tone of speaking was no different from usual, still peaceful.

"After Yuan Qin killed someone, she committed suicide."

As he said this, his usually calm and steady black eyes were dazed.

Clearly, he was very bewildered and surprised.

"... Who was killed, and why?" Gu Chenghuai's eyes darkened.

He thought of Jingmo and Guangbai.

Yuan Qin was their biological mother; her committing a major crime would inevitably affect their future.

When the college entrance examination is restored later, they might get stuck at the political vetting stage.

Meng Jiusi sighed lightly, "The Yuan family."

As for why, there was no need for him to waste more breath.

Gu Chenghuai could guess it too.

It was nothing more than someone who had endured for a long time and didn't want to endure anymore!

"Is Fourth Brother taking Jingmo and Guangbai back to the capital?"

Meng Jiusi had been considering it, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Not going back."

The people were already buried; going back had no meaning, and it would only make his sons the object of others' gossip.

"Do the two of them know?" Gu Chenghuai asked one more question.

Meng Jiusi did not speak.

Not yet.

He didn't know how to say it.

Meng Jiusi knew that Jingmo held resentment toward Yuan Qin in his heart, but no matter how deep the resentment, he had never wanted her to die.

Xiaobai always said he listened to his brother, but deep down, he couldn't help but want to be close to his biological mother.

If the two of them learned the news of their biological mother's death, they would definitely be sad.

Knowing his grandson was in a difficult position, Gu Laoyezi Meng patted Meng Jiusi's shoulder and sighed, "Better to say it sooner than later; they will know eventually."

Gu Chenghuai nodded in agreement, "That's..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the brothers Jingmo and Guangbai walking into the house side by side.

Seeing the people in the courtyard, Jingmo raised his thick black eyebrows, walked toward the washbasin, called out to everyone, and asked, "Dad, when are we eating?"

Facing his son's vibrant face, Meng Jiusi didn't know how to open his mouth, so he temporarily suppressed the chaos in his heart and replied, "The hospital was busy, I didn't have time to cook. I'll go to the cafeteria to get food; what do you want to eat?"

When Lin Zhao was around, Jingmo and Guangbai didn't have to worry about what to eat; no matter what delicious food was made, there was always a portion for the two nephews.

Thinking of the taste of the cafeteria food, neither of the two boys was very willing to eat it.

"Dad, why not cook some noodles and fry an egg for each of us? Didn't Little Aunt leave a lot of chili sauce? I want to eat noodles with chili sauce," Jingmo suggested.

Xiaobai nodded quickly, "Okay, okay."

Meng Jiusi nodded, "Fine, then we'll have noodles."

After speaking, he looked at Gu Chenghuai with an apologetic gaze, "You'll have to make do for now; I'll treat you to a big meal another day."

Gu Chenghuai followed to help, saying, "I'll follow the host's lead; it doesn't matter to me what we eat."

After such a big thing happened, it was good enough to have something to eat.

After the meal.

Gu Chenghuai cleaned up the pots and bowls; he deliberately left time for his fourth brother-in-law to tell Jingmo and Guangbai the truth.

Gu Laoyezi Meng sat in the courtyard, his heart not as calm as he appeared on the surface, looking at the tightly closed door from time to time, worry flashing in his eyes.

His two great-grandsons were after all raised by Yuan Qin herself; even if they held resentment toward their biological mother, they wouldn't be unaffected by grief.

"Sigh."

Hearing this heavy sigh, Gu Chenghuai's gaze paused slightly; he shook the water off his hands and sat down next to the old man.

Just at this moment.

A mournful cry of a young beast came from inside the room.

The voice was tender and sharp, trying hard to suppress the sobbing, but failing.

It was Xiaobai.

"Dad, does dying mean... I will never see Mom again, wuwuwu?" The child's voice was filled with crying, sobbing and whimpering, making the listener's heart tighten.

Meng Jiusi's eyes felt sore, his heart feeling as if it were being tightly gripped by a hand.

"Xiaobai..." His voice was strained; he wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say, hating his own lack of eloquence for the first time.

The little one understood something and opened his arms toward Meng Jiusi.

The moment Meng Jiusi picked him up, the tiny, short arms tightly hugged his father's neck, using all his strength, crying until he hiccuped, his small body trembling.

"Dad, wuwuwu..."

Xiaobai was extremely sensible; he knew in his heart that some of Yuan Qin's actions were unforgivable, so he suppressed his desire to be close to his mother, not wanting to see his father and brother in a difficult position. He thought that when he grew up and had a job, he could use the money he earned to go see his mother, once a year would be enough.

He didn't expect that his mother wouldn't live until he grew up.

At less than five years old, he had lost his mother forever.

Meng Jiusi patted his son's back lightly, saying nothing.

Jingmo lowered his head, his eye sockets turning red bit by bit, bean-sized tears hitting his front, soaking a patch.

Seeing this, a complex look flashed in Meng Jiusi's eyes; he gripped his wrist and pulled his eldest son into his arms as well.

The young boy's head rested on his father's broad shoulders, his emotions gradually collapsing.

Meng Jiusi felt his shoulders becoming damp, the fabric sticking tightly to his skin, sticky and damp, making his own heart start to rain.

A long time passed.

Jingmo raised his eyes, his eyelids slightly swollen, his eyes red, and even the tip of his nose was red.

His clear voice was a bit hoarse.

"Dad, how did she die? I want to know."

No matter how much he resented Yuan Qin for valuing her maiden family more than them, after her death, all grievances vanished.

Like a little wolf that had lost its mother, Xiaobai huddled in Meng Jiusi's arms, wiping his tears, crying with restraint. He was equally curious about the question his brother asked, so he also looked at Meng Jiusi.

The sons were still young; Meng Jiusi found it hard to mention Yuan Qin killing Yuan's mother, her maiden brothers, and her sister-in-law, only saying she was dead.

Hearing this, he could only vaguely say, "It was an accident."

In his heart, he felt some resentment toward Yuan Qin, resenting her for not even thinking about her two sons when she died.

She bloodily killed three members of the Yuan family and ended it all herself, but she never thought... what would her sons do in the future with a mother who was a murderer?

Which good unit doesn't do political vetting!

Just this one point, and the paths for Jingmo and Xiaobai were blocked off!!!

Thinking of this, Meng Jiusi's eyes were full of cold mockery.

Worthy of being a Yuan family member, the selfishness was inherited in their bones.

He had thought Yuan Qin would never wake up and would always give everything for the Yuan family; it turned out that wasn't the case—she also had a temper, and there were times she couldn't hold back.

Seeing that his father was unwilling to say more, Jingmo guessed that the truth wasn't very pleasant and didn't pursue it further.

It didn't matter if he didn't know now; he would know when they returned to the capital.

"Xiaobai, come, brother will take you to wash your face; if you keep crying, your eyes won't be able to open..." Jingmo said to his younger brother.

Xiaobai hugged his father's neck, "Don't want to."

"Don't be willful!" Jingmo looked at his brother.

Meng Jiusi rubbed his eldest son's head and said gently, "You go first; I'll persuade Xiaobai."

Jingmo didn't say anything more and left the room quickly.

He went straight to the washbasin to wash his face.

The moment the water hit his face, the scene of Yuan Qin gently and patiently washing his and his brother's faces flashed through his mind, and his eyes felt sore again.

He sniffed, splashing water on his face bit by bit; with his face covered in water, no one could see his vulnerability.

"Jingmo, your aunt left something for you and Xiaobai; come home with me to get it," Gu Chenghuai suddenly said.

Jingmo regained his senses and asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know." Gu Chenghuai feigned ignorance; his intention was to persuade Jingmo not to keep thinking about sad things. Of course, he had to be mysterious to arouse the child's curiosity.

Jingmo was indeed very curious, constantly wondering what his aunt had left for him.

"Oh, oh."

Wiping the water off his face, he walked toward the Gu family home with Gu Chenghuai.

Jingmo thought his uncle-in-law would try to comfort him, but he didn't expect the other party to say a single word of consolation. This attitude made the young boy feel very comfortable, and his nerves relaxed.

Arriving at the Gu family home.

Gu Chenghuai walked into the children's room, opened the wardrobe, and took out a large cloth bag from inside.

"Everything inside is for you and Xiaobai," he said.

As his voice trailed off, he added, "Your aunt made them all by hand; she was being all mysterious, and I don't even know what they are."

He was the person sleeping beside Lin Zhao, with his whole heart on his wife; how could he not know what she had done?!

Pretending not to know was purely to amplify the surprise for the two children receiving the gifts.

Who doesn't want to be treated with wholehearted devotion?

Not to mention, the child in front of him had just lost the mother who gave birth to him.

Sure enough.

A trace of joy emerged in Jingmo's heart, his pitch-black eyes shining like stars.

Opening the mouth of the cloth bag, he saw things made of fabric—clothes and some other things; just looking through the bag's opening, he couldn't tell what they were.

"Look at them when you get back; it's all bulky, and it won't be easy to carry later," Gu Chenghuai suggested.

Jingmo agreed obediently.

Gu Chenghuai sent them back to the Meng family with the items.

Having gone out to clear his head, the boy's mood improved a bit.

Stopping at the entrance of the Meng family home, Jingmo thanked Gu Chenghuai, "Uncle-in-law, thank you."

Hearing this, Gu Chenghuai was slightly stunned, his heart softening as well. He reached out to rub the top of his hair and smiled, "Your aunt hopes you and Xiaobai will be happy."

Jingmo was stunned for a moment, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "Mm-hmm."

Children who have experienced family changes are all terrifyingly precocious; you can't treat them like ordinary children.

See, he could understand every implication in Gu Chenghuai's words.

Gu Chenghuai didn't stay long; after sending Jingmo home, he left the space to the father and his two sons. As for Gu Laoyezi Meng, he had already gone into the room to rest!

Inside the room.

Facing the confused faces of Meng Jiusi and Xiaobai, Jingmo explained, "This is something Aunt left behind; Uncle-in-law said it's a gift from Aunt for me and Xiaobai."

The listless Xiaobai perked up, trotting over to his brother's side, his red eyes staring at the large cloth bag.

"What is it?" His voice was soft, with a hint of hoarseness.

"I don't know, let's look together," Jingmo replied, then took out the items from the bag.

First were two sets of cotton-padded clothes.

Immediately after, there were two soft dolls, each nearly as tall as a person.

Just looking at the shape, the slightly smaller one seemed to be a rabbit, with long, soft ears, black eyes, a red nose, and a plaid silk scarf tied around its neck—it was cute and lovely.

The larger one was a white-gray little wolf, with a big, round face, the same black bean-like eyes, and a big, black nose. The wolf doll was wearing blue overalls—super cute.

"It's a little rabbit!" Xiaobai exclaimed with joy, his hoarse voice tinged with lightness, "It's my favorite rabbit!!"

Although Jingmo wasn't as excitedly cheering as his brother, he held the wolf doll, his eyes shining slightly.

Meng Jiusi said, "I don't know when your aunt made these; there isn't even a sewing machine at home. She sewed this stitch by stitch; you two should cherish them."

Thinking of his sister, his heart felt warm.

Fortunately, there were the dolls Zhaozhao left behind; otherwise, he wouldn't have known how to comfort his two sons.

Jingmo nodded, "I will."

Xiaobai quickly said, "I will too."

He was short, and holding the rabbit doll would drag it on the floor. Afraid of getting it dirty, he had to ask Meng Jiusi for help, "Dad, help me put the bunny on the bed!"

Meng Jiusi helped pick it up and walked toward the bed, pinching it with his hand—it was quite soft.

He smiled and said, "You two have something to hold when you sleep from now on!"

It was just that it would be hot to hold in the summer.

"Mm-hmm, I want to hold it." Xiaobai climbed onto the bed, lay down side-by-side with his rabbit doll, stretched out his small arms, hugged the doll, and his eyes curved.

"Hold it however you want," Meng Jiusi said dotingly.

Seeing his two sons' moods improve, he felt relieved.

Gu Chenghuai wrote a letter back to his hometown, talking about the fact that Yuan Qin and the Yuan family were gone.

In his view, the Yuan family was gone. Even if there was still a Yuan Jin Bao left, he was just a child, with no skills, and an annoying personality. Without the Yuan family members who spoiled and indulged him, he would be reduced to a burden, and even living would be difficult.

He heard that Yuan Jin Bao wasn't harmed only because he was at school when the incident happened; otherwise...

Gu Chenghuai sent the letter and didn't stay long at the military region. After packing his luggage, he set off for the capital ahead of schedule. On the surface, it was for further studies, but in reality, he wanted to deal with the human trafficker who had hurt his wife a month ago before that.

He heard that the woman, Sister Xia, had a devious mind, and the things she recruited were half-true and half-false, causing a public security officer to lose his life.

Yet she felt no guilt at all, even arrogantly laughing at people for being stupid, saying that anyone who believed what someone like her said deserved to die.

Too arrogant!

Gu Chenghuai couldn't stand this person's arrogance and planned to assist the local public security comrades in destroying the organization that shouldn't exist.

Learning of his plan, Meng Jiusi didn't say anything, only telling him to be careful and giving him several contact methods, telling him to go find these people if he needed manpower; they owed him favors and would help.

Gu Chenghuai agreed and asked, "Do you need me to go check on the Yuan family?"

"No need," Meng Jiusi said, "They are all buried; there's no need to go again."

He also didn't want to add trouble to his brother-in-law.

Yuan Jin Bao was still there, and there was never a shortage of people who loved to watch the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, nor a shortage of people who stood by and talked without feeling the pain; don't let Jin Bao have a chance to stick around.