Chapter 170 What kind of person should I be?
He Shu covered himself with the pillow, roared loudly, and cried at the top of his lungs.
Zhu Yu was worried and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Zhao Qishui.
He waved to Zhu Yu, pulled her out, and closed the door, leaving He Shu alone in the room.
"this…"
"Big sister, let him vent. I think it's not good to keep it in."
After Zhao Qishui finished speaking, Zhu Yu also understood and looked inside with distress: "Let alone him being a child, even if we suddenly encountered so many things, we would not be able to bear it."
Zhao Qishui shook his head and said nothing.
He Shu cried for a long time, venting his feelings for a long time. It seemed that he had never cried like this since he was a child.
It seemed as if all the grievances from the past were shouted out at once, until he was so tired that he fell asleep.
In the evening, He Shu woke up and when he opened his eyes he saw his godfather and aunt, accompanying him on his left and right.
He Shu smiled, a little embarrassed: "Aunt, godfather, I made you worry."
When Zhu Yu heard this, her eyes instantly turned red: "It's good that you're okay."
Zhao Qishui also touched He Shu's head and said, "Xiao Shu, as a man, don't regret what you have done, and don't take it too seriously."
He Shu nodded. Yes, he understood. Things had already happened, people were dead, and nothing could be undone.
I just couldn't accept it for a while before, but suddenly I was responsible for two deaths.
I never thought that I would experience something like that, so I was possessed for a while.
"Father, I'm sorry."
Zhao Qishui hugged him immediately after hearing this: " Why are you apologizing? Xiaoshu, you haven't let anyone down, you did a great job. No matter what you did, your godfather will definitely support you and stand by you."
Zhu Yu watched enviously from the side. She felt that Zhao Qishui and He Shu were like father and son. Or perhaps, many real fathers and sons in many families could not understand each other as well as they did.
He Shu looked at his aunt, who looked much more haggard because of her own affairs.
"Aunt, I'm sorry to have made you worried."
Zhu Yu tends to cry easily when she gets excited. After hearing what He Shu said, she couldn't help but turn her head and wipe her eyes.
"Silly child, what are you talking about? We are a family. As long as you are safe, you can call your aunt whatever you want."
He Shu figured it out, and his body seemed to have regained strength.
When Mr. Qi braved the cold wind to come and see him, He Shu had already gotten out of bed.
Grandpa came many times during this period. Sometimes He Shu knew about it, and sometimes he didn't know at all.
Seeing that He Shu was getting better, the old man was completely relieved.
"Grandpa, will I be taken back?"
The old man and He Shu were sitting on the sofa, and He Shu couldn't help but ask.
"If I send you back, are you afraid?"
He Shu answered honestly: "Afraid."
Who wouldn't be afraid of that kind of place? The old man laughed: "He Shu, grandpa wants you to choose for yourself."
"My own choice?"
"Yes, Grandpa said that the Qi family has dedicated their entire lives to you, and they can exchange it for your lifelong peace. So, even if you kill someone and break the law, Grandpa can guarantee that you don't have to go to jail."
Grandpa's words were spoken lightly, but they shocked He Shu deeply.
How powerful must one be to dare to speak like that?
"So tell Grandpa what you think?"
He Shu was silent. Of course he didn't want to go to jail, but he felt that what his grandfather said was not right.
Murder is against the law. If there are no rules, everything will be in chaos.
"Grandpa, I don't want to go to jail. If I go to jail, my life will be ruined."
Hearing this, Mr. Qi nodded slowly: "It's human nature, Grandpa understands."
"But…"
"I am your grandson, but I can't avoid taking responsibility?"
Mr. Qi showed a curious expression: "Oh? Is it related to me?"
He Shu nodded seriously: "It's related to you and the Qi family."
Qi Zhijun walked to the door of the ward and stopped. He heard He Shu's clear and pure voice from inside the room.
"Grandpa, the ancestors of the Qi family, and Brother Guangxing, all sacrificed themselves to maintain the order of this country."
"I am your grandson, and I have half of the Qi family's blood. If I evade my responsibilities, I think... it would be the greatest disrespect to them."
The old man looked a little excited, and his already cloudy eyes stared at the child who looked the least like a member of the Qi family.
"Is this what you really think? Or are you just trying to please an old man like me?"
"I'm speaking from my heart, Grandpa. I've made up my mind. I'm willing to accept legal sanctions, but I don't regret killing that man in the detention center. It was just Zhang Qiang's matter. I didn't mean to do it. I just wanted him to atone for Uncle Zhang's sins. I didn't think about the consequences."
After saying this, He Shu seemed to feel relieved. If this was his fate, it was the fate he chose.
He Shu was still afraid of the uncertain future, but he didn't want to escape anymore.
Maybe in the eyes of others, He Shu was stupid, but he felt that it was the most correct choice.
"Grandpa, two people died because of me. Will I be shot?" Even though I was prepared, I was still afraid.
Old Master Qi patted and shook his head gently: "No, who dares to shoot my grandson, Qi Weihua?"
Outside the door, Qi Zhijun stood straight. From the back, he looked like a solid wall and a supporting pillar.
But if you look at him from the front, Qi Zhijun, a man who was scolded by his wife for being cold-hearted and by his father for being inhuman, was actually already in tears.
What He Shu said to the old man made Qi Zhijun feel like he had found a soulmate. He was very pleased, so pleased that he was moved, and he couldn't help crying.
It’s not that he doesn’t feel sorry for He Shu, but he feels sorry for too many people, so it’s difficult for him to make a decision.
After hearing what He Shu had in his heart today, Qi Zhijun felt that it was enough. He Shu's words were enough. This child was far better than he had imagined.
With a nephew like this, why should he, as the uncle, hesitate?
Qi Zhijun closed his eyes, wiped the tears from his face stiffly, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mood, and knocked on the door.
After entering the ward, He Shu called out "Uncle" and Qi Zhijun nodded.
"Go home and rest tomorrow. You don't have to go back to the Dan River."
He Shu looked at Qi Zhijun, not understanding what he meant? Could he just pretend that nothing had happened?
"After school starts, you should go back to school normally and study hard."
After Qi Zhijun finished speaking, he told his father that he had to go back to the group and left in a hurry.
Mr. Qi smiled. This boss...
He Shu still couldn't react: "Grandpa, what does uncle mean? Am I okay?"
"Listen to your uncle. The processes of those two cases are clear, and you don't need to go back to explain. And there are no deserters in our Qi family, let alone fugitives. There is no need to wait for their verdict in the detention center. You can just stay at home."
"Since you have figured out what kind of person you want to be, then of course Grandpa supports you. However, we don't have to go back and suffer. I still have some face and credibility."
Old Master Qi slowly stood up with the help of a cane, and He Shu quickly helped him up.
"Before the verdict comes out, don't think about anything and don't worry about anything. Anyway, you have already prepared for the worst, right?"
He Shu nodded, and the old man smiled and said, "Then just stay at home and study hard, and don't think about anything for the time being."
"Okay, I'm going back now. I won't come to pick you up from the hospital tomorrow. Let your aunt and your godfather take you home."
