Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

782: Chapter 775: The Deaths of the Second and Fifth Sons of the Jin Family 782: Chapter 775: The Deaths of the Second and Fifth Sons of the Jin Family Day by day, time passed, and it was already deep autumn.

The trees lining the streets had become bare again.

Mr.

Zhang, Mr.

Lei, and Luo Gang’s father all returned to the Capital City.

There was an extra star on their shoulders; now there were two stars.

According to Mr.

Yun, they would only stay in the Capital City for a short period before being dispatched to various major military regions.

Tian Xinhua went to work at the G Province Government, while she continued to fly back and forth between the Capital and G Province, taking care of her husband, elders, and children well.

Everything was progressing in a positive direction, and life was infinitely beautiful!

Good times in life always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was 1998, a particularly significant year.

Because in the previous life, a major flood disaster broke out nationwide that year, sweeping through over half of Country Z, causing innumerable losses in terms of personnel and property.

In this life, Sisi wasn’t sure if the flood would strike again; just as summer began, the skies hadn’t been cheerful, remaining overcast with rain and thunderstorms all day.

The Meteorological Bureau had already issued warnings due to the El Niño phenomenon, predicting sustained heavy rain for most regions nationwide, urging all areas to prepare for flood resistance.

Consequently, Tian Xinhua found himself extremely busy during this period, not even having time to close his eyes, constantly rushing at the frontline.

Fortunately, he had experience in flood resistance before, so he handled these matters smoothly, arranging work methodically, leading his peers at the provincial government to view him in a new light and no longer underestimate this young vice governor.

The Capital City was one of the few cities not hit by severe flooding.

Sisi entrusted the children with the elders and went to G City at the onset of heavy rain.

At such a critical time, she had to be by Tian Xinhua’s side, also contributing her bit to the flood resistance.

Zhang Jie went to Lei Gang’s side too, sharing the same thoughts as Sisi: they would savor the sweet together and endure the bitter alike.

From June to late August, after a full three months, this enduring disaster finally ended.

G Province was not the worst-hit area, and thanks to effective governmental flood command, losses were minimized.

Tian Xinhua became emaciated due to the flood disaster, but his spirit was still good.

After the flood ended, he was busy with post-disaster reconstruction, running around without stopping.

Through a phone call with Hetian Man Yin, he learned that the stone bridge over the Crying Girl River in Yuequan Village that stood for over a hundred years had collapsed, and now villagers had to take a boat to Zhongjia Bay.

The entire village was pooling funds to build a new bridge, and at the same time, fixing the village roads.

Sisi sighed; the bridge had collapsed as it did in the previous life!

In this flood disaster, Sui City was relatively fortunate, not severely affected, although Z Province was one of the worst-hit provinces and cities.

Tian Manjin, having properties in many places nationwide, faced significant damages, but fortunately, he had a solid foundation.

Moreover, Sisi had already advised him last year to install drainage systems in the fields.

Thus, overall, his losses were still within the bearable range, not affecting his vigor.

After the flood disaster came the reckoning, as large numbers of substandard construction projects surfaced nationwide, escalating the disaster and enlarging the losses.

Due to these substandard construction projects, the Jins, who had disappeared for two years, appeared before the world again.

This time, the main figures of the Jins were Second Son of Jin Family and Jin Lao, both involved in a corruption case, with the amount involved reaching billions.

Their direct impact was on these numerous substandard construction projects; in virtually every major project, their shadows were present.

This wasn’t like the last time with Third Son Jin, where returning the embezzled funds and resigning could evade the limelight.

Times had changed for the Jins; Jin Guangrong’s wall of favors built with flesh and blood was gradually depleted.

Coupled with this once-in-a-century flood disaster’s immense impact, the higher-ups directly issued commands that regardless of who was involved in substandard construction projects, they would be arrested without exception.

Thus, Second Son of Jin Family and Jin Lao found themselves in trouble, sentenced to life imprisonment.

This was still due to the influence left for Jin Guangrong; contemporaneous officials who embezzled less than the Jin Family members faced execution without exception.

The Jin Brothers entered prison in the spring of ’99, and by summer, a message from the prison came: Second Son of Jin Family and Jin Lao got into a fight with others, killing two men, with Second Son of Jin Family severely injured and deceased, and Jin Lao critically injured.

He was taken to the hospital but died soon after failed rescue efforts.

Now, out of the Jin Family’s five tigers, only Boss Jin and Jin Lao Si remained.

Sisi was perplexed about who had acted against the Jins.

It couldn’t be Mr.

Yun; he wouldn’t use such means against Jin Guangrong.

Mr.

Yun had mentioned before that no matter how deplorable Jin Guangrong was, his past achievements were undeniable.

For such a hero adorned with military exploits, Mr.

Yun wouldn’t use those underhanded tactics but would defeat this opponent openly and candidly, making Jin Guangrong sincerely concede defeat.

Although Second Son of Jin Family and Jin Lao weren’t particularly smart, they weren’t foolish enough to engage in fights in prison that were essentially a death wish.

Apparently, quite a few in the Capital City wanted the Jins to collapse!

This was akin to kicking a dog when it’s down!

The Jins

Jin Guangrong held the urns of his two sons; the murky eyes had lost their usual sparkle.

His trembling hands kept caressing the urns, covered in age spots, inevitably eliciting a sigh: The twilight of a hero!

“Cough, cough!”

Unable to stop coughing, he coughed for a long time, while the nurse beside him quickly brought over a spittoon to catch the phlegm and patted his back to smooth his breathing.

After spitting out the phlegm, Jin Guangrong felt much more comfortable and at ease, yet his mood grew heavier.

Ah!

Can’t resist old age!

He was ninety years old; two years before, he could still eat a bowl of rice, drink half a catty of wine, and finish a set of boxing without panting, but now he could only eat half a bowl of rice, drink two liang of wine, and couldn’t finish half a set of boxing without panting heavily.

Jin Guangrong sighed deeply; he was indeed old!

Despite daily high-grade tonics nourishing him, he could still feel the vitality within his body fading little by little, like a tree being eroded by termites, when the tree’s heart is empty, it will topple.

Jin Guangrong smiled mournfully; he had to thoroughly think about the future of the Jins!

Second Son, Third Son, Jin Lao were all gone, Boss Jin and Jin Lao Si were honest people; forget about expanding, even guarding the Cheng looked challenging.

Out of so many grandsons, none stood out prominently; a few promising ones were too young, inexperienced, their shoulders still tender and unable to helm the large ship of the Jins!

Ridiculous!

He, Jin Guangrong, with numerous descendants, couldn’t find one capable of bearing a significant responsibility?

Jin Guangrong, what use in producing so many?

All like decorative wax candle heads, utterly incapable of great usage!

Thinking of Old Man Yun’s words in the past, Jin Guangrong chuckled bitterly; he once mocked Old Man Yun for being without descendants, but now it seemed Old Man Yun’s words were indeed spot on!