Chapter 826: Extra 15

The whole country mourns.

Feng Zhong took a box and walked in front of An Yinan, "Nan Nan, this is the letter the old gentleman left for you."

"Okay." An Yinan's tears fell involuntarily, as if she had lost something, and she held the box tightly.

Returning home, to the empty room.

"Nan Nan, this is not the first time I have called you this, but it may be the last. I hesitated over whether to leave this letter for you, but I also wanted to be selfish for once."

"Let me tell you a story!"

When I was sent down to the countryside, I met a village girl. She had a round face, and when she smiled, she had two shallow dimples; one would be intoxicated by her even without wine.

She appeared when I was about to reach my breaking point, like the dawn light that saved me. She disregarded her family's opposition and resolutely married me.

We married, and we had a child. Although the family of three ate poorly and our clothes were in tatters, we filled that drafty Cowshed with warmth.

However...

Her health went from bad to worse. I begged everyone I could, but I still couldn't keep her.

My child was named An Qingguo. He was young and physically weak, and in order to preserve my only flesh and blood, I had no choice but to send him away.

At this point, the ink on the letter paper was very dark, showing that the repeated blows had a great impact on the old gentleman.

"An Qingguo..." An Yinan closed her eyes. No wonder she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity; no wonder he always looked at her so kindly; no wonder he was always unguarded around her—as long as she did not harm the national interest, he was always helping her.

No wonder!

Clear tears slowly streaked across her cheeks, and she continued to pick up the letter paper.

"Later, the person I entrusted told me he had joined the Military, told me he had taken a wife, and told me he had his first child, named An Yinan."

"Then, the person I entrusted sacrificed his life, and from then on, the connection was broken."

He spoke with the tone of an outsider, simply recounting the story, recounting everything that had happened to him.

"Later, I was rehabilitated and returned to Beijing, but I could no longer find the child."

He had entrusted many people to look for traces of his son, but there were none, absolutely none.

Because at that time, An Qingguo was carrying out a secret mission, and all his traces had been erased, even those of his family.

"When Lao Hua recommended you to me, I refused, but when he said your name, I agreed."

"Even if it was just a coincidence, I was being selfish. I wanted to see you, and I wanted to know how you have all been these years. Are you doing well?"

The letter continued, but An Yinan slumped over the table and burst into loud sobs, her tears falling onto her sleeves. All her grievances seemed to be released at this moment, and all her hardships seemed to have found comfort.

"Once I saw you, I knew it was right; it was you."

"Only then did I investigate and learn how many things had happened to you, and how you brought up Beibei all this way."

"Watching everything you have done, I worry for you, and I am even more proud of you. My granddaughter, you are truly amazing."

"Now that you know about me, do you hate me? Do you resent me?"

An Yinan wiped away her tears and shook her head. How could one hate such a person? How could one resent such a person?

"Not being able to hear you call me Grandfather is my regret."

"Selfishly letting you know everything is my own private desire."

At this point, the letter came to an abrupt end, but at the end of the letter, a drop of blood-red stained the paper, as if it had reddened An Yinan's eyes.

She held the letter and cried like a child.

After Chen Xun returned from the Military, he didn't ask anything; he pulled her into his arms, his broad shoulders giving her strength.

Chen Xun did not read the letter.

An Yinan put the letter into her space; she didn't want to tell Beibei. It was enough that there was one regret in the world for her.

Her Beibei did not need to carry a heavy burden forward; her Beibei only needed to do what she wanted to do and only needed to do what she loved.

However, from that year on, every holiday, she would take Beibei and the children to visit him.

In her heart, she would say, "Grandfather, I'm here."