Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Chapter 83 A False Hope! What's next? What about the second brother?

"Dad! You're so wonderful!"

Chen Jianguo was so excited that his mouth stretched almost to his ears, and he took the passbook with trembling hands.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

He was so overjoyed at having found it that he didn't even glance at it before carefully tucking the passbook into the pocket closest to his body, as if afraid that Chen Deshun might change his mind.

Seeing his expression, Chen Deshun smiled but said nothing.

"Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, it's getting late, and I have to go to work. I'll come see you again in a couple of days when I have some free time!"

Once he had the passbook, Chen Jianguo didn't want to stay a second longer.

Especially after learning the shocking secret that his grandfather had been a "deserter," he now only wants to stay far away from his family so that they won't hold him back during the political background check.

As for what I just mentioned about repairing the grave and erecting a monument? Ha, what grave or monument? If he can just stick a wooden stick on the old man's grave in the future, that will be the most benevolent thing he can do as a grandson.

"What's the panic?"

Grandma Shen looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly. Was this really so early? She smiled and reached out as if to pull Chen Jianguo's arm: "Your grandpa had a lot of stories from back then, and there's a lot you don't know. I'll tell you about them slowly when we get back. I guarantee you'll love them."

"Grandma, let's call it a day today."

Chen Jianguo shook his head vigorously, taking a step back: "I have to go back to my unit now, I can't delay, I'll come see you later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jianguo turned around and ran like an athlete who had heard the starting gun. He seemed to have made up his mind and never looked back again.

Watching Chen Jianguo's fleeing figure, Grandma Shen laughed until the wrinkles around her eyes crinkled together. Then she nudged the old man beside her with her elbow and said with a laugh, "You old rascal, how come I never knew you were so eloquent? A deserter? How could you even think of that! Look how scared you've made our most promising grandson, running away with his tail between his legs, just like those little Japanese devils back then."

"He deserved it!" The old man sneered, tapping his pipe on the sole of his shoe to shake off the ash. "Back when I was fighting the Japanese with my unit, he was nowhere to be found! Now that he's all grown up, he dares to look down on us peasants?"

The old man gets angry just thinking about it.

"Alright, alright, why get angry with a junior?"

While Grandma Shen offered words of advice, her face beamed with joy. She teased, "You're just lucky to be born in such a good time. If it were in the old days, your good grandson might actually have put family aside and reported you!"

The old man's lips twitched slightly, and his face darkened. To be honest, based on his understanding of Chen Jianguo, he really might be capable of doing such a thing.

the other side.

Chen Jianguo ran to an intersection, his chest aching from the effort, before he stopped, leaning against a wall, hands on his knees, panting heavily, his face full of frustration.

How did I suddenly become the descendant of a deserter?

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had overlooked something, but no matter how much he patted his head or racked his brains, he couldn't recall a single clue.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore!"

He shook his head, touched the pocket where he kept his savings book, a smile spreading across his face, and joy rekindled in his eyes.

I'll go home first, give the bankbook to my wife, and surprise her so she can treat herself tonight. I haven't touched her at all last night; I've been holding back for two days and I feel so uncomfortable!

Reaching the crossroads, Chen Deshun stopped and turned to the elderly couple, saying, "Dad, Mom, you go home first, I..."

Go to the hospital to visit the second and fourth children.

The hospital needs to be informed that the two boys are the parties involved and have the right to know about today's mediation. Furthermore, he doesn't intend to keep all the compensation money from the Huang family for himself.

"We'll go with you!" the old man said immediately, his mind also preoccupied with his two grandsons' injuries.

"No need," Chen Deshun waved his hand. "Those two boys are recovering well in the hospital, it's nothing serious. You and Mom rarely come to the city, so take your time to wander around and buy whatever you like."

"Even if you have money, you can't just squander it!"

The old man, used to a life of hard work, couldn't stand or hear about extravagance and waste, especially now that his son had made a fortune. He was even more afraid that his son would become arrogant, so he immediately began to lecture him with a stern face: "Living life requires careful budgeting and a long-term approach. Anyone can spend money extravagantly, but what will you do when you urgently need money?"

"Alright, alright, stop nagging." Old Mrs. Shen interrupted the old man, turning her head to glare at him.

Now that the kids have money, what's wrong with wanting them to enjoy life and buy some things?

She then looked at Chen Deshun, her tone becoming more serious: "Even if you have money, remember to settle any debts you owe others. Don't pretend you don't know if they don't press you; don't wait for them to come knocking on your door."

"I remember, Mom." Chen Deshun nodded. It was still early, and he did plan to pay back the money. His relatives' homes were quite far away, so he would have to go during a holiday. He could pay back the money owed to his neighbors and coworkers first.

If that's the case, then let's pay off the first debt first.

Without saying a word, Chen Deshun counted out three hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Old Lady Shen's hand.

The Huang family hadn't received their compensation yet, so the three hundred yuan given to his parents was naturally taken from Chen Jianguo's savings account.

He took leave from the factory at noon, and the first thing he did was go to the savings bank and withdraw the money from his passbook.

As for the passbook that was just given to Chen Jianguo, it still looks shiny on the outside, but it's actually empty.

Grandma Shen was startled by the thick stack of "big unity" bills in her hand and quickly tried to push the money back: "What are you doing?"

Your father and I are staying with your older brother. We have enough to eat and drink, so we don't need these things, and we're not short of money.

"Mom, let's keep things separate." Chen Deshun pushed the money back, his attitude firm: "You're living at your eldest brother's house, so I don't have many opportunities to be by your side to take care of you. Take this money, buy whatever you want, don't be stingy."

"Isn't that too much?" The old man glanced at the table and couldn't help but remind him.

Back then, they only borrowed 170 yuan from Chen Deshun, and they estimated that the stack of money in his wife's hand was at least 200 yuan.

"Not much. I'll head over now."

Chen Deshun didn't want to explain too much. He waved to the elderly couple, strode across the road, and headed towards the hospital.

He was in a very good mood today. On his way to the hospital, he passed a grocery store and bought canned yellow peaches for his second and fourth children.

Assorted dried fruits and several packets of biscuits.

As I walked into the hospital carrying my things, a strong smell of disinfectant hit me.

I went upstairs and pushed open the door to the ward.

Chen Sanqi was lying on the hospital bed flipping through his textbooks, the gauze on his head still in place, making him look somewhat comical.

Hearing the door open, Chen Sanqi looked up slightly and saw that the person who came in was Chen Deshun. He subconsciously called out "Dad".

Chen Deshun grunted in response, his gaze sweeping around the ward before landing on the empty bed of his second brother. He frowned and asked, "Where is your second brother?"

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