Chapter Seventy-Two: The Return of the Graceful Man

It was already 12 o'clock in the morning when the descendants of the Ye family were sent away, and I discussed with Ye Dengjue and Mrs. Ye about their youngest son.

Through tonight's astrological observations, I have completely figured out the trajectory of his youngest son's nine stars and the corresponding latitude and longitude of the ground. Looking at the atlas, Mr. and Mrs. Ye looked at me sincerely and expectantly, but the problem was that I was a little difficult to speak.

Ye Dengjue saw that my face was different, and he had already realized something, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, in this life, I can't escape that day, I know your difficulties, alas! It's all my fault for my sins in my early years and my later years. Besides, I have lived to this age, and it is not a pity to die, I just want to find an heir for my Ye family foundation as soon as possible...... Mr. Fang, just say it, and I'll send someone to look for it immediately. ”

Mrs. Ye was already wet with tears on the side.

I sighed lightly and pointed to the map of the United States: "He is currently in Los Angeles, USA, and the specific location is in the northwest of Los Angeles, which is not surprisingly Hollywood, the world-famous film and television production base. ”

"In Hollywood, Los Angeles?" Mrs. Ye wiped away her tears, "My uncle's son is a big Hollywood director, and he may be able to help." ”

Suddenly, I realized that Ye Dengjue's face was so pale and colorless, and the ruddy luster from earlier was gone! Earlier, he was full of vitality, healthy and not old, but at this time, he looks so old......

The danger of retribution had befallen him.

To my surprise and imagination, it all came so quickly!

As soon as I pointed out the specific whereabouts of his son, the eyes of heaven and earth were opened......

I couldn't bear to look any longer, so I stood up and let out a long sigh.

The day he and his son met was when he died.

"Tomorrow my little daughter will come back from the United States, thinking that I will soon be buried in the earth, and I will have a final reunion with my family......" Ye Dengjue said this, trembling and standing up, "Heaven has created evil, it is especially forgivable, man-made evil, and it cannot be lived...... Retribution, this is retribution, I deserve to die, I am more than innocent ......"

"Sir......" Mrs. Ye couldn't help but burst into tears, stroking his hair-

The black hair on the back of his head turned white in the blink of an eye!

When one day, someone tells you that you are free of disease, pain, and disaster, but you only have these last few days of life, how do you feel?

No matter what, we should love life and cherish it. The fragility of life is not only because it is fleeting and fleeting, but also because it is lost and lost, but most fundamentally, it is only once.

Life can't be read, life can't be repeated.

It is a pity that Ye Dengjue did not value life - even if he cherished his own life, he did not value the lives of others - when he raised his gun in his early years and aimed it at more than fifty unarmed patriotic progressives.

On this night, he and I had a night talk, and the center of the conversation was the handling of Ye Lao's posthumous affairs - the distribution and transfer of the inheritance and the shares held by him. Naturally, Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye had already contacted relatives and friends on the other side of the ocean, Los Angeles, as well as some confidants, asking them to help find a young Chinese man near Hollywood - just by virtue of some of the birthmark characteristics of the two-year-old child in the memory of Ye Lao and his wife. Confidentiality is required. It must be known that because of the time difference, it is late at night and early in Shanghai at this time, while it is daylight in the United States.

In the end, Ye Lao lay on the bed and repeatedly observed the family group photo, unwilling to put it down for a long time.

I just saw a small and delicate girl in the family photo, very mellow and cute. There is no doubt that she inherited Mrs. Ye's appearance, and she is the pearl of Ye Dengjue and Mrs. Ye's palm-Ye Jiaoyi.

Early the next morning, the descendants of the Ye family all found that their old man seemed to be a different person—old, shriveled, and lifeless. This is a world of difference from the ruddy luster and crane hair and childish face of the day before! All of them were shocked for a while.

In the morning, I accompanied Ye Lao for a walk in the manor, which can be regarded as accompanying him through the last part of his life.

In his early years, he was a butcher and executioner, the embodiment of the devil. But nearly 60 years have passed, he has established such a big foundation and made great contributions to the country and society, not to mention, he is enthusiastic about public welfare, and donations tens of millions of dollars every year for charity and the Hope Project. It stands to reason that he should have dissolved his sins, and his yin virtues could be remedied......

Why don't I risk being damned and pull him back from the brink of death?

No! His current contribution to the country and society is far from undoing his sin of slaughtering the defenseless in his early years! In those fiery days, on the eve of the birth of New China, he slaughtered no less than 50 patriotic progressives in the ********** concentration camp, such a heinous crime, it is difficult to mention, although the dispute between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party at that time, each has its own merits, but the key is that he should not shoot at the unarmed people...... "Nanhua Altar Sutra" cloud: Buddha has the virtue of a good life, can be punished, not unarmed...... If you kill unarmed civilians, you will be a combination of the ten evils of the world, and the six realms of reincarnation will not be able to wash away their evil obstacles. Besides, he is a sign of the astrological phase of the Si Destiny - the calamity of the son, the astrological calamity, is the destiny of heaven, if I forcibly rebel, it is a reversal of the destiny of heaven, and the curse of heaven is inevitable, and the momentum is like thunder......

I, there is nothing I can do.

pinched the time, and negotiated with the taxi driver Lao Zhang last night about tonight's itinerary. I won't be able to get to Songjiang Shijue Affordable Hospital until this evening. Therefore, after lunch, I continued to play with Ye Dengjue, who was almost exhausted of oil, in the manor. Halfway through a game of chess, I suddenly heard: "Daddy! ”

A crisp and melodious girl's voice.

Following the prestige, under the magnolia tree, on the side of the small stone path, a beautiful girl with beautiful clothes and a hot body stood in a daze. Behind her, Mrs. Ye, Ye Zicong and another delicate foreign boy were carrying large bags and small bags, watching all this, and in the distance, a large row of servants was standing.

"Jiaojiao! Little baby, are you back......" Ye Dengjue stood up quickly, his face was purple, his body trembled, he couldn't stand steadily, and he fell down, I saw this and rushed over to hug him, only to see that he was already in tears.