1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 293 Mr. Song Never Mentioned You (Updated)

Between men and the laboratory, Lu Youyou chose the laboratory almost without hesitation.

You can sleep with men all you want, but opportunities to go to top-tier labs in the US are rare.

I'm sorry, Comrade Gu. She will definitely make it up to me in the future. At worst, she won't refuse to do morning exercises anymore, and she can be a dragon knight a few more times.

Gu Qingye was unaware that his chance to kiss, hug, and lift his wife up high had been snatched away by someone else. Just a few days after his phone call with Lu Youyou, the Song family contacted him.

Then, like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil, the splattering oil splashed everywhere.
Song Huanian entrusted his son with the matter of returning to China. Although Song Heting contacted people in China under a private name, his identity was not ordinary. The news that the American-Chinese "computer king" wanted to return to China to find his relatives spread through the ranks and eventually alarmed the Western Regions.

Just when the country was struggling to attract foreign investment, Song Heting suddenly appeared. If the Song family could return to China to invest, no matter how much, it would be a different story.

During this period, Gu Qingye received a series of visits from leaders from various departments, including commerce, foreign trade, and diplomacy. They all had the same goal: how to get Song Heting to invest in China.

There was no other way; China lacked foreign exchange, technology, and channels for international communication—it lacked everything. It was rare to find a foreign investor who was suitable in every way, so we had to seize the opportunity.

If possible, Gu Qingye did not want this matter to spread so much, but it is a soldier's duty to obey orders. He did not need to be involved in the operation. The task assigned to him by the organization was to "cooperate well".

So many people know about it, so naturally Gu Bohuai knows as well.

Compared to Gu Qingye's composure, he had been suffering from insomnia for many days.

Perhaps it was after recognizing her son that her memory was pried open, and fragments of the past began to surface, finally making the part about Song Jinshu no longer a blank.

The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel.

Song Jinshu gave up a life of luxury to be with him, and gave up the opportunity to immigrate to the United States and live a stable life in China, but he failed to protect her.

The renowned Song family of Jiangnan, Song Jinshu is the only precious daughter of the family. She can be with whomever she wants, but she falls for a poor boy who has nothing but ideals.

In Gu Bohuai's fragmented memories, Song Huanian's angry gaze was particularly clear.

He devoted himself to the revolution for his ideals, and Song Jinshu followed suit without hesitation.

The pampered young lady, who had been pampered since childhood, cut her hair, changed into coarse linen clothes, learned battlefield first aid from the medics, and helped the organization translate foreign documents...

Song Jinshu gave almost everything, and in the end even gave her life to leave behind an outstanding child.

More than thirty years have passed since they were separated by death. In Song Huanian's heart, he was perhaps no different from an executioner.

Now that the Song family has returned, Gu Bohuai cannot run away, nor will his personality allow him to.

When Gu Qingye got home, he saw a familiar car parked at the door. Gu Bohuai was leaning against the driver's seat with his eyes closed, not even noticing someone approaching.

The knocking on the car window startled the man from his thoughts.

"Qingye..."

"Come in and talk."

Although Gu Bohuai had reunited with his son, Gu Qingye's attitude remained lukewarm.

He wanted to provide resources, but Gu Qingye was already excellent enough and had just been promoted. No matter how much he pushed, he couldn't get him to be promoted again in a short period of time.

Despite having a heart full of paternal love, Gu Bohuai always felt powerless when facing Gu Qingye.

He only learned about the Song family's return to China because it involved the investigation of foreign relatives of active-duty military personnel. The Song family did not contact him, so he could only find out Song Huanian's attitude by coming to Gu Qingye.

Ironically, this was the first time he, as the biological father, had entered his son's home after his marriage.

"You've come here because of the Song family?" Gu Qingye asked bluntly. Gu Bohuai nodded silently. Since Old Master Song was here, he had to see him no matter what.

He owes the Song family a debt that can't be repaid with an apology, but he must say sorry to their face. Whether the old man beats or scolds him, this is what he owes the Song family.

"Mr. Song never mentioned you."

With just one sentence, Gu Bohuai revealed a self-deprecating bitter smile.

If his daughter died silently because of a man, he would only want that man to pay with his life.

Perhaps decades later, when the anger is no longer so intense, turning a blind eye to the culprit will be Song Huanian's greatest form of restraint.

"Your mother's passing is a debt I can never repay in my lifetime. I've let her down, I've let the Song family down, and I've let you down..."

Gu Bohuai rarely wallowed in self-pity, but this matter was a shackle he could never remove.

"I would like to ask you to ask Mr. Song if I can meet with him. There are some things I would like to say to him in person."

Given Gu Bohuai's status, he had many ways to appear before Song Huanian, but he didn't want to be abrupt.

Whether to meet or not, we should respect the Song family's opinion. It would be most appropriate for Gu Qingye to inquire on his behalf.

After a long silence, Gu Qingye finally nodded in agreement.

He doesn't have a penchant for forgiving others; he can ask, but whether they agree or not is none of his business.

Seeing that Gu Qingye had agreed, Gu Bohuai breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the resolute and steady figure opposite him and showed a smile that he hadn't seen in the past few days.

"The Song family has a clean and upright family tradition. The old man will definitely be very happy to see you."

Gu Bohuai dared not ask for the Song family's forgiveness, he only hoped that Gu Qingye's existence would bring Old Master Song more comfort and less pain.

Gu Qingye remained silent. He had spoken with Mr. Song three times on the phone, and each time the other party's tone became more and more enthusiastic.

Whether the foreign trade and economic cooperation will be achieved is still uncertain, but the old man has already promised to take care of his granddaughter-in-law in the United States.

A month later, Song Huanian, along with his eldest son Song Heting and his family, and his second son Song Jingting and his family from Hong Kong, entered China through the Luohu Port.

A reception team composed of various departments greeted Gu Qingye at the port, whose tall stature made him stand out in the crowd.

Song Huanian was afraid of getting too excited, so he brought a cane. He kept looking out the car window and saw his grandson, whom he had been longing for for dozens of days, from a distance.

He could tell at a glance that this was Song Jinshu's child; their features were so similar that he even had a fleeting feeling that his daughter was still alive!

"Stop the car! Stop the car!" Song Huanian gripped his cane and thumped it several times in his anxiety.

The driver glanced at the tour leader in the passenger seat, wondering whether it would be inappropriate to let the VIP get off halfway through the journey.

"Let's stop," the team leader said quietly.

The old man is so old; if he gets sick from the stress, he would be held responsible to the death.

He turned around, intending to speak to Song Huanian, but the old man had already opened the car door and got out, his movements belying his advanced age of over seventy.

As soon as Song Huanian moved, Song Heting, who was beside him, also got out of the car, and the team leader had no choice but to follow.

The team leader's gaze fell on Song Huanian's crutch, which was practically useless.

So it turns out Old Song's legs aren't a problem. He'd even been thinking about how to subtly take care of the distinguished guest with mobility issues the whole way...