He Haiyang clenched his fists.

Ignore it.

"You really don't see him? Your sentence will be over in one year. How can you go back to face your family?"

Because the interrogation period has passed the instructing someone to kill his younger brother and sister-in-law, He Haiyang's imprisonment is a commercial fraud and his sentence is not that long.

He Haiyang was still motionless.

The prison guards just tried their best to persuade him. If he didn't listen, he would have no choice but to sigh and walk out. Just as he was about to leave the prison gate, he was stopped by He Haiyang.

A moment later, in the interrogation room, He Haiyang was brought over by the prison guards. Before entering the interrogation room, the handcuffs were untied and the prison guards opened the door for him.

He Wenyuan saw his uncle for a long time, and of course the hatred still exists, after all, it is the hatred of killing his father and mother.

But now I can only come to find him, otherwise my grandfather will be in danger.

He Haiyang looked at his nephew in front of him, and his heart that had been calm for a long time caused another wave.

This young man is full of energy and the aura of the superior is not obvious, but it can make people surrender involuntarily.

"Grandpa has a mental illness."

He Haiyang frowned: "How could it be?"

"Because Su Yunmeng gave his grandfather some mentally disturbing drugs, he had some knots in his heart, which seemed difficult to untie now."

"What knot?"

"Did the death of my grandmother, that is, your mother, have a great impact on him?"

He Haiyang chuckled: "He only wants to make money. He has to pay a lot of responsibility for my mother's death."

"Now is not the time to hold the responsibility accountable. I want to know how much you still remember about grandma."

"When your grandma passed away, I was ten years old. I should remember. I remember that she made money by helping others wash clothes. When your grandma was young, she couldn't make much money, but he was very adventurous. He had some money at home, so he took it out to do business. Your grandma had a good temper and gentleness. She never talked about him. No matter how wild and unrealistic his ideas were, she would support him with all her strength. When your grandma made her first pot of gold and came back from Nanyang, your grandma was already terminally ill and passed away soon. Your grandma didn't have time to spend the money you made."

Chu Wei felt distressed when he heard this, Grandma Wen Yuan was really in trouble.

"Please tell me more about grandma."

"My mother is beautiful, gentle, virtuous, clean, skillful. Even if she is poor, the clothes we brothers wear are clean and neat. Her family is poor, but she can always make food for us in different ways. In winter, potato cakes, sweet potato cakes, and in summer, she took us to the river to fish and lobsters. My father's only Zhongshan suit has been worn for many years. It has faded and worn out. My mother acted as a jade bracelet for her parents' dowry and bought him a new one..."

He said a lot, and when it comes to his mother, his eyes seemed to be full of yearning.

No matter how old you are, your mother will always be the softest existence in your heart and will always be a haven for people to shelter.

After leaving the prison, Chu Wei felt a little sad, and He Wenyuan touched her head.

"It's such a pity that your grandma can survive this life. If she could survive, what kind of family life would be like now? Maybe your uncle wouldn't be paranoid, and your father wouldn't..."

He Wenyuan forced a smile: "It's a pity that there is no such thing in the world. If grandma accumulates virtue and blessing, she will definitely vote for a good family."
Chapter completed!