Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhou Leng and Song Wei returned to their two-bedroom apartment in Kyoto again.

Because it has been rented out for many years, the house now looks completely different from what it used to be.

The two of them cleaned for a whole day, throwing away all the old garbage before changing into their own bedding.

Song Wei's transfer procedures had been completed long ago. It was Song Junyang who asked his former leader to handle it.

Song Wei goes to a good high school. Today he is no longer the shy, unsociable and self-conscious boy he used to be, but a sunny boy who is cheerful, talkative and loves sports.

Zhou Leng also became a parent who accompanied his child to study.

Song Wei actually had certain advantages in the Kyoto College Entrance Examination. After the final results came out, he applied for Kyoto University of Chinese Medicine. He wanted to study Chinese medicine, which had been his dream since childhood.

After the application was over, the couple packed up and returned to Xiangyang. However, this time they did not rent out the house in Kyoto. After all, their child would study in Kyoto in the future, so the house would be left for him.

Three months had passed since the last time they met, and Song Wei excitedly went over to hug his father and grandparents.

Ge Ying patted Song Wei on the back happily and said:

"Grandma's eldest grandson. Our Song family has a college student. You are much more successful than your father. Hey, tomorrow you will go back with grandpa and grandma to visit the graves and let the ancestors know about this. Our village has never had a college student. You really bring honor to grandma."

Song Jianguo watched his wife patting his grandson endlessly, and he said angrily: "Okay, just say a few words." He pushed his wife and then pulled Song Wei's wrist and said:

"Grandson, tell me which school you applied to. When you register at the school, can I go and see you off?"

Song Wei smiled and replied:

"Grandpa, grandma, you all go. Although I am not sure I will be admitted yet, the score line is basically the same as in previous years. If it doesn't work out, there is still a second choice. I chose Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Song Jianguo's eyes became slits from laughing.

The old couple had gotten used to living in the county after more than a year, so even when their daughter-in-law and grandson came back, they didn't mention going back to the village. After all, in their hearts, the second daughter-in-law was easier to get along with than the eldest daughter-in-law.

When Song Wei's admission letter came, the Song family held a graduation banquet. Although he took the college entrance examination in Kyoto, many of his good friends were in Xiangyang, so the graduation banquet was very lively.

Being able to go to Kyoto to study at a university in Xiangyang County is something that many people dare not even think about. For a long time, the old couple held their heads high and didn't look at others straight in the eye. They even thought in their hearts when they saw those students with schoolbags on their backs, judging from their performance, they would definitely not be as successful as my eldest grandson in the future.

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A group of five people rushed to Kyoto just to accompany Song Wei to school.

Song Wei applied for a commuter program to attend university. After all, the university he attended was only fifteen minutes' bike ride away from his home, so he could be more relaxed at home.

After becoming an adult, Song Wei was completely left alone by his parents. He lived alone in a two-bedroom apartment. Fortunately, before letting him live independently, his parents taught him basic life skills, such as cooking to fill his stomach and men's self-defense skills.

Song Wei knows how difficult it is for his parents and their good intentions, so even though he lives alone he calls his parents every day, and he also takes the bus back to visit his elders during holidays.

Time slips through your fingers.

When Song Wei was 25 years old and still studying for a master's degree, he received news from Xiangyang that his grandfather was critically ill. He took a plane to the provincial capital and then took a bus back to Xiangyang to see his grandfather off for the last time.

Sometimes the biggest regret is that my loved ones left me before I grew up and earned enough money to take care of them.

After the funeral, Song Wei returned to Kyoto. After all, life had to go on.

Song Jianguo's departure was the biggest blow to Song Junyang and Ge Ying. The mother and son sighed all day long. Zhou Leng did not comfort them, but just cooked for them every day.

Cash register equipment was introduced in the hotpot supermarket, and the store was handed over to Song Cao as the manager. Song Junyang's health had been deteriorating in recent years, so he no longer took care of the store's affairs.

one year later.

Everyone thought that Ge Ying would not survive, but they didn't expect that it was Yang of the Song army who would not survive.

Song Junyang, who is only 57 years old this year, is already at the end of his life. Zhou Leng said he wanted to send him to the hospital, but he refused.

Zhou Leng knew what he was worried about. Years of drug abuse when he was young had damaged his organs and immune system. The doctor would find out if he went to the hospital. Even if he quit drugs and exercised for many years, he would not live much longer.

Waves of relatives and friends came to see him for the last time.

Every time someone came, Zhou Leng would say that her man had injured his heart and lungs while performing a mission in his early years, which was why he was like this. Everyone looked at him with admiration.

Many times, not everyone can understand people like Song Junyang. Even if they are doing it for justice, the onlookers will only say: they just lack perseverance. There may not be anything wrong with this!

For the sake of Song Jun Yang's reputation of guarding to death, Zhou Leng was willing to act with him.

All the relatives have seen it, all the friends have left, and only a family of four is left at home.

On the occasion of parting.

The three of them surrounded Song Jun Yang.

Ge Ying wiped her tears.

Song Wei took out his own silver needles and tried to relieve his father's pain.

Zhou Leng's eyes were calm, but his face was sad as he asked, "Old Song, do you want anything else to eat or drink? I'll make some."

The man who was already on his deathbed slightly opened his eyes, and suddenly there was a light in his eyes, as if he had seen something happy. He said with a rare hint of joy in his tone:

"It's too hard for me to endure this life. It's better to die."

The man exhaled deeply and then said with a nostalgic tone, "I really want to take another breath."

After saying this, the man's breathing slowly stopped.

Ge Ying lay on her son and cried loudly.

Song Wei also turned sideways and cried out.

Zhou Leng had a complicated expression. Song Junyang had endured for nearly twenty years, but when he was dying, he still wanted to take another breath. It was obvious that he had never forgotten it deep in his heart, but he restrained himself and remained awake and in pain in the mental torture. Perhaps death was the only relief.

The funeral was held with great ceremony.

Former colleagues and old leaders in Kyoto also came to the funeral. They later realized how rare Song Junyang was, because most of the subsequent undercover agents could not bear it and chose to relapse, and then continued to search for justice in their depravity.

Three months after Song Junyang passed away, Zhou Leng sold half of her own property in the hot pot supermarket to Song Cao and his wife. She locked the door of the yard and took her mother-in-law Ge Ying to Kyoto.

Everything seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, the same two-bedroom apartment, the same three people, except that Lu Xiaoqin was no longer crazy, Song Wei had grown up, and Ge Ying had a head full of silver hair.

Ge Ying looked at the familiar house and said with nostalgia in her eyes:

"I'm back again, still the third of us. Everything that goes around is fate. But from now on, our children don't ask for glory for the family, they just ask for peace and safety."

Zhou Leng comforted her and said:

"Don't worry, my son and I will take care of you in your old age. Song Mu from my eldest brother's family is married. I think there is no room for you in the village. You should live with me. I will be filial to you on behalf of Jun Yang."

Ge Ying reached out and grabbed Zhou Leng's arm. She wanted to say that you and Jun Yang are both good kids, but she started crying before she could say it.

The gray-haired have sent away the black-haired, and there is no place in the world to miss their loved ones.