Chapter 342 Meeting Yu Wenhong

"Xiao Mu, you didn't say hello earlier when you came back this time. Your mother and I also called some relatives and friends over to help you."

On the floating car, Lei Shangwu grinned and said happily to Yang Mu sitting in the back row.

Yang Mu also said briskly: "No, I just came back to see you and your mother. There is no need to let everyone know."

After saying this, Yang Mu's tone suddenly paused, and then his eyes flickered. He looked at Yunlong who was stroking the cat with his head down, and raised his head to ask Lei Shangwu.

"Uncle Lei, Uncle Hong... how is he now?"

More than half a month has passed since the day when Yu Wenqiu was confirmed to have died in action. The military should have sent the letter long ago. Yang Mu was very worried that Uncle Hong, who was not in good health to begin with, would react after receiving such news. What will it be like.

Upon hearing Yang Mu's inquiry, the excited expression on Lei Shangwu's face, who was driving, instantly subsided, and his expression gradually became a little lonely.

"Well, your Uncle Hong received a letter and solatium payment from the military personally in the store two weeks ago. He didn't believe it at first, but later it was confirmed that he..."

"Well, if your Uncle Cheng and I hadn't come to see him, we wouldn't have known that he had started sitting at home drinking all day again. His stomach, which he had managed to recover from, had problems with drinking again. Now he is lying in the hospital. The rest of us The old guys took turns looking after him."

When Lei Shangwu said this, he patted the steering wheel angrily, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"These good days have just begun. I mentioned a while ago that I would go and see Yu Wenqiu, but in the end, I just changed hands and sent...such news."

Lei Shangwu couldn't help but shook his head in regret.

Yang Mu also saw all this in his eyes and sighed deeply. Sure enough, the news of Yu Wenqiu's death in battle was like a bolt from the blue to Yu Wenhong, and was more terrifying than the sky falling.

Yu Wenhong and his son came to Aquamarine alone. They had no relatives and friends here. It could be said that they had always been dependent on each other. But now, Yu Wenqiu, who regarded Yu Wenhong as his hope for survival, died on the battlefield like this.

Although as a soldier, life and death are unpredictable, but when the news really comes to them, no one is willing to believe that this is their child.

Yang Mu also felt very uncomfortable, but he also knew that Yu Wenqiu might come back in a certain month of a certain year, which gave Yang Mu some comfort.

Thinking of this, Yang Mu immediately said to Lei Shangwu: "Uncle Lei, let's go see Uncle Hong first. I still have something to give to him."

The suicide note written by Yu Wenqiu is now in his pocket. Regardless of whether Yu Wenqiu is still alive or not, Yang Mu needs to teach this thing to Yu Wenhong.

Lei Shangwu glanced at Yang Mu and seemed to understand something. He nodded immediately, then changed lanes and headed in another direction.

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Yang Mu and Yunlong in military uniforms suddenly appeared in the corridor of Hailan City Hospital, especially their handsome and young faces, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. Yang Mu, led by Uncle Lei, headed towards Uncle Hong's ward. And go.

"Xiao Liang, I don't want to drink porridge, I want to drink!"

"Uncle Hong, what are you talking about? Uncle Lei will not allow you to do this."

Before he reached the ward, Yang Mu heard roars outside the door. A trace of helplessness flashed in Lei Shangwu's eyes before he opened the door and went in.

"Yu Wenhong, do you still want to die? Is this the time to be stupid?" Lei Shangwu opened the door and scolded him directly, but Yu Wenhong was not afraid at all, and immediately choked back: "It's better to die. It's enough to die!"

"Nonsense, we brothers will watch you die? Look who came to see you?" Lei Shangwu took the porridge from Xiaoliang, an employee sent by the store to look after him temporarily, and then gestured behind him with his head.

Yu Wenqiu looked back, and at this time Yang Mu also walked over slowly with a smile.

"Uncle Hong, I'm here to see you."

Seeing Yang Mu's face, Yu Wenhong was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted the next moment and said excitedly: "Yang Mu, why are you back?"

Yang Mu grinned with a smile that didn't look like a smile, and then looked up at Uncle Lei. Lei Shangwu immediately understood what Yang Mu meant, and immediately put down his things and went out with Xiao Liang.

Yunlong was guarding the door, and suddenly only Yang Mu and Yu Wenhong were left in the ward.

Seeing this inexplicable situation, Yu Wenhong seemed to realize something, and immediately looked at Yang Mu seriously.

Yang Mu didn't delay, walked aside and poured Yu Wenhong another cup of hot water.

"Uncle Hong, I have heard what Uncle Lei said about your situation. You can't do this anymore. It's not good for your health."

Yu Wenhong looked at Yang Mu's actions, took the hot water from Yang Mu, and lowered his head in despair.

Yang Mu naturally understood the crux of Yu Wenhong's heart at this moment, pulled up a chair next to him, sat down, and looked at him.

After a long time, Yang Mu spoke: "Uncle Hong, I have something for you."

With that said, Yang Mu reached into his pocket, and Yu Wenhong, who heard Yang Mu's words, immediately turned around and saw Yang Mu taking out a white envelope.

"This is the suicide note written by Yu Wenqiu before the battle...I brought it back to you." Yang Mu said this, and handed the thing to Yu Wenhong full of guilt, and Yu Wenhong also snatched it away with an expression of surprise. .

Yang Mu didn't know what Yu Wenqiu wrote on it, but looking at Uncle Hong's gradually trembling hands and the uncontrollable sadness on his face, Yang Mu also suppressed the emotions welling up in his heart.

But a moment later, just when Yang Mu thought Uncle Hong would burst into tears and vent his emotions, the other party held back all his tears, then slowly and carefully folded the paper, and then carefully placed it on his own in clothes.

"Xiao Mu, thank you." Yu Wenhong said tremblingly. Yang Mu also raised his head and looked at him, finally unable to bear it any longer.

"Uncle, I'm sorry for you. If I hadn't asked Yu Wenqiu to act together with me, he would have..." Yang Mu said guiltily.

But Yang Mu had no way to stop such a thing at the time, because they followed him from behind, but this had nothing to do with Yang Mu, because if Yang Mu had not gone to that place at that time, he would not have affected them. .

At this moment, Yang Mu was also filled with guilt, especially when he saw the white hair on Yu Wenhong's temples, and then remembered the scene in the base where Yu Wenqiu said he wanted to bring a better life to his father, Yang Mu couldn't help it. .

But after hearing Yang Mu's words, Yu Wenhong suddenly looked at Yang Mu and said in surprise: "Xiao Mu, you mean, you and Xiao Qiu have fought together?"

Yang Mu nodded and explained the circumstances of their encounter, but according to the confidentiality regulations, Yang Mu did not say much. After listening to Yang Mu's summary of the facts, Yu Wenhong fell into deep thought.

Looking at Yu Wenhong who was also in a daze, Yang Mu spoke again.

"Uncle, although the death notice has been given to you, I did not see Yu Wenqiu's body, nor did I see anything about Yu Wenqiu there."

"Maybe... maybe he just disappeared, or was seriously injured due to the fierce battle and his face was damaged, so he was misjudged by the system?"

As soon as Yang Mu spoke, Yu Wenhong immediately looked at Yang Mu again, and now there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Yang Mu did not dare to tell the real situation. It was a secret that could not be revealed now, but Yang Mu knew that Yu Wenqiu was not really dead, and those people might really be able to save Yu Wenqiu.

So Yang Mu also gave Yu Wenhong an ambiguous answer at this time.

At least, let Uncle Hong live a good life, even if he finds out that this is false news a few years later, it will dilute his sadness a little.

After saying these things, Yang Mu picked up the porridge on the table and handed it to Yu Wenhong. Yu Wenhong hesitated for a moment, but took it.

Yang Mu watched Yu Wenhong slowly drink the porridge from the bowl, and Lei Shangwu also smiled when he saw Yu Wenhong starting to eat while standing outside the door.