Chapter 16 — I Don't Believe That Humanity Has Gray Heads

"Let's bury her." The bodyguard was surprised: "General..." Tham Tranh shouted in a serious voice: "Don't you understand?" "Yes... yes!" Tham Tranh stopped looking at the body on the ground, turned around and entered the palace. The servants were silent, even breathing very carefully. Tham Tranh sat in the study room all night. She did it. In this life, he cannot forget. When it was about dawn, the nurse came holding the child. The child was awake and babbling, reaching out to want to be picked up. Tham Tranh received his son and looked at that young face, his heart filled with chaos. This child, his mother died because of him, his father's hands were covered in blood. How should it grow? How to face all this? Tham Tranh called softly, pressing his face against the child's soft cheek: "Father is sorry for you... is sorry for your mother..." The child seemed to feel his pain, reaching out a small hand to touch his face. In that moment, Tham Tranh finally completely collapsed. He hugged the child, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears. 15Three months later, in Suzhou. Giang Van Tu is drying medicinal herbs in the back yard of the medical shop. A Dien walked in holding a letter, with a complicated expression. "Van Tu." He called her. Giang Van Tu raised his head, looked at the letter in his hand, asked suspiciously: "What's going on?" A Dien gave the letter to her: "News from Bac Canh. Saying that Tham Tranh... something happened." Giang Van Tu's hand stopped. In the end, she still received the letter and opened it. The letter detailed everything that happened that night. To Tuyet Nhu died under Tham Tranh's knife. Since then, Tham Tranh closed his door and did not go out, even military affairs were left to the deputy general to handle. "The general has not remarried, nor has he received any more concubines. Every day, in addition to handling military affairs, he personally takes care of the young master. It's just... no one sees him smile anymore." Giang Van Tu finished reading, silent for a long time. "Van Tu?"A Dien called her softly. Giang Van Tu regained consciousness, folded the letter, and gave it back to A Dien. "Burn it," she said. A Dien was stunned: "Don't you want to keep it as a souvenir?" Giang Van Tu shook his head and continued to arrange the medicine. "It's over, just let it go. His life no longer has anything to do with me." A Dien looked at her, his eyes full of pain. He hesitantly asked: "So... if he comes to find you again..." Giang Van Tu interrupted him, turned around and smiled: "He won't come. I understand Tham Tranh's personality. To Tuyet Nhu's death will become a chain that binds him for the rest of his life. He will not set foot in Giang Nam again, nor will he continue to bother my life." She said extremely firmly, without the slightest wavering in her eyes. A Dien looked at her and smiled after a long time. He stepped up and took her hand. "You're right. From now on, in your life there is only me, only the hospital." Giang Van Tu grabbed his hand again and nodded. "A Dien." She suddenly called him. "Yes?" "Wait until autumn, let's go to Tay Son to see the maple leaves." "Okay." A Dien smiled and nodded. "Wherever you want to go, I will go with you." The two looked at each other and smiled, with only the other in their eyes. At the general's palace in Bac Canh. Tham Tranh hugged his son who could already walk, standing in the yard looking at the southern sky. "Father, look... birds..." The child pointed to the bird flying at the end of the sky, speaking in an immature voice. Tham Tranh lowered his head to look at his son's innocent face, his heart filled with endless sadness. As for this child, he really hopes that he will never know how his mother died. I also never knew that my father was a sinner, his hands were covered in blood. Tham Tranh said softly: "Lan Nhi, when you grow up, father will take you to Giang Nam, okay?" The child did not understand, just blinked his big eyes and looked at him curiously. Tham Tranh laughed again. The smile was extremely bitter. Giang Nam. Where there is

almond flowers in dusty rain. Where she is. In this life, he can't go there anymore. But he hopes his son can go. Go see the mountains and rivers there, feel the gentleness there, and instead of his father, look at the woman he loves most in this life. See if she really lives happily or not. The wind blew and fallen leaves filled the yard. Another fall. Three years later, the cold land of Bac Canh received a heavy snowfall that was rare in a hundred years. Tham Tranh's cough started that winter. At first it was just a cold. Then cough up blood. Finally, coughing all night after night. Now the will to resist in my heart has disappeared, and my body has also collapsed. Lan Nhi grew up very much like him. Only occasionally when looking from a certain angle can we glimpse the figure of To Tuyet Nhu. The child is very well educated. The nanny is an old person who served Giang Van Tu, understands manners, is gentle and patient. When Lan Nhi was young, she knew how to be polite, know how to advance and retreat, just... too quiet. "Lan Nhi." Tham Tranh waved his hand, telling the child to come.