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

Chapter 295 I'd even pay him back (Updated)
Grandpa Song didn't want to fly; he wanted to take the train to see his homeland, which he hadn't seen for decades.

Of course, the guest's request had to be met. A carriage was arranged on the train from Guangzhou to Jiangnan to ensure the old gentleman's satisfaction.

Song Huanian, Song Heting, and Song Jingting were all born and raised in China, so returning to their homeland naturally brought them many emotions.

When they left, the battlefield was raging and ruins were everywhere. Now, although the economy is drab due to reduced spending and the pedestrians on the platform are dressed simply, the smiles on their faces are genuine.

Our motherland has emerged from the shadow of war and is moving toward a bright future. The younger generation may not feel this deeply, but the older generation is filled with indescribable emotion.

Song Huanian, in particular, was born in a time of peace, which made him even more eager for his country to become strong.

This was the cause for which his daughter gave her life, and now that he can see it with his own eyes, it can be considered as fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

He couldn't help but look at Gu Qingye beside him. His grandson had followed the same path as his daughter. They were both good children, but why did his heart ache so much...

The old man held Gu Qingye's hand the whole way, never letting go, his wrinkled palm radiating warmth.

He had never received care from his elders, not even from the "parents" in Qiaoshan Village, and by the time he met Gu Bohuai, he no longer needed it.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this old man will become his relative in the future; he has never had such a relative before.

"Kid, what's wrong?"

Song Huanian's smile was kind and gentle. After his emotions gradually calmed down, he returned to his refined and composed demeanor. However, to Gu Qingye, he was more like an ordinary old man who cared about his grandchildren.

"It's nothing." Gu Qingye smiled slightly, still not used to communicating with elders.

Song Huanian could also tell that this child wasn't a talkative person; if he didn't want to talk, then so be it, it didn't matter.

In a place where no one was looking after him, his grandson grew up alone into a strong and upright soldier. He felt nothing but pride, honor, and heartache.

If Jinshu knew how outstanding her child was, she would be very happy in the afterlife.

The Jiangnan region had been notified long ago that foreign businessmen were returning to pay respects to their ancestors, and they were on high alert. When the train arrived, the welcoming team grew even longer.

However, Song Huanian didn't care about any of that. He stayed with Gu Qingye, and with Song Yunqing trailing behind, the three of them lagged behind the group.

The Song family had thrived in Jiangnan since the Ming Dynasty. Song Huanian's branch had been wealthy for many generations, and despite ups and downs, they had always been a prominent family in Jiangnan.

Because of the fact that the family had only one son for three generations, the Song family's reputation was not as prominent as that of their ancestors when Song Huanian was born, but no one knew how wealthy the family was.

This is why so many people were shocked that the eldest daughter of the Song family fell for the penniless Gu Bohuai.

This isn't just a simple case of mismatched social status; it's a peasant marrying a fairy—a plot so illogical only found in myths and legends.

When the Song family left, they couldn't take the real estate with them, so Song Huanian donated all the family assets that couldn't be taken to the organization, regardless of whether they were useful or not, just to fulfill his loving fatherly heart.

Upon learning that the Song family had returned, the local government gritted its teeth and made a firm decision. They sorted out the still-intact real estate that Song Huanian had donated years ago, cleared out what needed to be cleared out, moved all the offices there, and found the land deeds to return to the Song family.

They also sent people to the Song family's ancestral home early on to clean up the route for the ancestral worship ceremony, and organized local villagers to clear away the weeds near the ancestral graves.

Fortunately, most of the villagers are descendants of the Song family, and their ancestral graves have always been looked after. The villagers were very happy to hear that Song Huanian was coming back with his family.

Song Huanian was somewhat surprised, not expecting to receive such courtesy.

Back when the Song family was in turmoil, he fled to another place. He knew that it was not wrong to protect his family, but sometimes in the middle of the night, he would dream that his ancestors pointed at him and scolded him for being a deserter.

Although his daughter paid with her life, he felt unworthy of such a great gift.

“I can’t accept these. I never thought of taking them back after I donated them. I just consider it a small contribution from the Song family to their hometown.”

The official was getting anxious; how could he not deliver the carefully prepared gift? "Mr. Song..."

They insisted on sending it, while simultaneously insisting on not sending it.

After a series of exchanges in accordance with traditional Chinese customs, the matter ended with Song Huanian reclaiming the ancestral home and donating the remaining assets in the name of Song Jinshu.

After the tomb sweeping, there was a banquet, which was of a very high standard and was held with formal diplomatic protocol in the local area.

Song Huanian remained seated next to Gu Qingye. He couldn't refuse the local hospitality, but what he really longed for was a family dinner.

"When we get to the capital, we'll have a meal together, just the whole family."

"it is good."

Song Huanian's wrinkles smoothed out as she gently patted Gu Qingye's hand: "I hope this doesn't interfere with your work?"

"It won't delay you." In order to allow him to cooperate with the work of various departments, the staff gave him three days off.

"That's good, that's good!"

The old man couldn't wait to see his grandson, Gu Qingye, so he wanted to be in his sight 24 hours a day.

He doesn't care about assets or privileges; he'd even give money to his grandson if he could stay with him for a long time.

If the leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation could hear Song Huanian's thoughts, they would probably be so happy they'd faint. It's just that Gu Qingye isn't under their jurisdiction, otherwise they would have already packed him up and sent him to the old man's side.

The Song family rested in Jiangnan for one night, and the next day they took a private plane to the capital.

On the plane, Gu Qingye mentioned Gu Bohuai's request.

"Mr. Song..."

Gu Qingye was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth. Song Huanian looked at him disapprovingly, her eyes filled with sadness and sorrow.

"Kiyono, you...you don't want to acknowledge your maternal grandfather, or do you have some kind of problem with him?"

Besides Song Huanian and Gu Qingye, there were also Song Yunqing and her brother, as well as Song Jingting's son. The young people all turned to look at the old man.

Oh my God!
That tone, that expression!
Is this their grandfather, a renowned calligrapher, painter, and collector with profound knowledge of both ancient and modern times, whose brushstrokes are powerful and elegant?!

What has blinded them?!

"No." Gu Qingye was just not used to it. Seeing Song Huanian's sadness, he called out, "Grandpa."

"Okay! Alright, alright, that's how you'll call me from now on!"

Song Huanian immediately changed his expression, his eyes narrowing as he smiled.

The three Song siblings looked at each other and then looked away.

I guess during this time, Grandpa will only have his new grandchildren on his mind, not his old ones, but they are not jealous at all.

It is a blessing for the whole family that the elderly person in their seventies can still smile, and it is a consensus among the whole family.

Song Huanian pulled Gu Qingye's hand over and held it. There was no other reason than to feel at ease when holding it in his hand.

"Kiyono, is there something you want to tell your grandfather?"

"Gu Bohuai asked if he could see you, as he wanted to apologize to you in person."