Chapter 340 End
Chapter 340 End
Under Wang Yanfeng's guidance, An Jie finally met Jiang Defu's ex-wife Zhang Guilan.
At that moment, the scene before him caused complex ripples in Anjie's heart.
Zhang Guilan is thin and looks as if she could be blown down by a gust of wind. The years have carved deep and shallow wrinkles on her face, and each wrinkle seems to be telling the vicissitudes of the past.
There was fatigue and loneliness in her eyes, and her whole body exuded a kind of haggardness that came from being worn down by life.
An Jie stared at her, and the complex emotions about Jiang Defu's past that had been in her heart for a long time quietly dissipated at this moment, and she reached a reconciliation with herself deep in her heart.
Since this time they were driving to Jiang Defu's hometown, at noon, with everyone's warm hospitality, they had three rounds of drinks. After a short stay, Jiang Defu and An Jie decided to return.
The head of Shixia Village followed the car, smiling and greeting Jiang Defu enthusiastically: "Commander Jiang, please come back often in the future. Our village is looking forward to seeing you!"
Jiang Defu smiled and nodded in agreement, then started the car and slowly drove away.
The country road was bumpy and the car was bumpy all the way. Jiang Defu had drunk some wine at noon and felt dizzy. Soon after getting in the car, he fell asleep leaning against the seat.
Along the way, Anjie quietly watched the scenery receding outside the window, occasionally looking back at the sleeping Jiang Defu, his heart filled with tranquility.
By the time they returned to Qingdao, night had already fallen.
When he returned home in the evening, Jiang Defu sat on a chair and soaked his feet in a basin of steaming hot water. All the fatigue of the day seemed to slowly dissipate with the rising steam.
An Jie stood behind him, gently rubbing Jiang Defu's temples with both hands. While rubbing, An Jie said softly:
"Old Jiang, the people in your hometown are quite warm and respectful to you! I didn't expect that you have such a high reputation in your hometown!"
Jiang Defu opened his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "You are mistaken. You think they are doing this for my sake! In fact, they are doing this for Wei Min's sake!"
An Jie was a little surprised, stopped what he was doing, and asked, "Because Wei Min arranged a job for them?"
Jiang Defu nodded, "Of course not, without Wei Min's relationship, at most we would just have a meal together!
Just take the matter of erecting a monument for example. The villagers have barely had enough food to eat right now. Who would want to erect a monument for me for no reason? ! ”
"Was it Weimin who was in charge of erecting the monument?" An Jie asked.
"That must have been run by Wei Min! Only his own son would have such an idea, plus the inscriptions in the school,
From now on, if everyone in my hometown knows that there is a hero like me, my life will be worth it!"
Jiang Defu's words were full of pride.
"Wei Min did a great job! He didn't even tell me in advance!" An Jie also showed a proud look on his face after hearing this.
"Wei Min wanted to give me a surprise, and this is something that really hits home with me!"
"That's right, my son is now a director, at the same level as Lao Ding!"
Jiang Defu smiled and said, "That's enough! Don't be so proud! I'll praise you again tomorrow."
An Jie was silent for a while, as if he was hesitating whether to say the next words, and finally opened his mouth: "Lao Jiang, do you know who I saw in your hometown?"
Jiang Defu replied nonchalantly: "Who?"
"Zhang Guilan, your ex-wife!" As soon as An Jie finished speaking, Jiang Defu's originally relaxed expression suddenly became tense.
"Don't mention her, I don't want to hear it!" There was obvious resistance in his tone.
Anjie ignored him and continued, "I see she looks so old now! She can't even walk properly, so she might not be in good health!"
Jiang Defu, whose face was bright red just now because he talked about his son, suddenly became gloomy.
His brows were furrowed tightly, and his voice became louder: "Anjie, I don't want to listen! Go to sleep!"
When An Jie saw Jiang Defu’s angry face, his heart tightened and he didn’t dare to ask any more questions.
Jiang Defu turned his back, feeling mixed emotions. He had been angry at Zhang Guilan for a long time, but underneath this anger, he felt even more guilty towards his second brother.
Back then, if the affair between Zhang Guilan and his second brother had not been discovered, his second brother would not have gone to dig coal and eventually died in the coal mine.
This guilt, like a heavy stone, has been weighing on his heart, becoming a pain that he has been unwilling to touch for many years.
Now, when An Jie mentioned Zhang Guilan, those deeply buried painful memories suddenly came to his mind. He could only use anger to cover up the fragility and self-blame in his heart.
Since Jiang Changyi didn't interfere, Jiang Defu planned to keep this secret by himself.
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