Li Yiming's mind was blank, and he didn't know what to say.

Grandpa Zhao collapsed on the desk, holding the phone, is he looking for contact information for me, and then calling to find a relationship?

Maybe... If possible...

If Zhao Hongjun didn't make this call, his father would not have died, and if he hadn't asked him if he could meet the head of the Central Committee through Grandpa Zhao, he might not have had this incident, and he might not have called at another time......

Li Yiming cried.

In the room, the two of them were silently crying, the night was very quiet, the wind was very cold, only on the other end of the phone, the sound of sobbing was more obvious.

…...

"I... I know, you inform them of the Long March, they have to arrange their work and go to see him tomorrow......"

Zhao Hongjun gently put down the phone, looked at the tearful child in front of him, and endured the grief in his heart: "Yiming, you... You don't... Guilt... It's not your fault!"

Li Yiming lowered his head deeply, and tears kept dripping to the ground.

"My father, who has fought all his life, would most like to see ... The prosperity of the country... He heard what I said... He was delighted, I could hear it... He wants to see me make it happen...... He wants to see you too......"

Zhao Hongjun raised his head, tears flowing.

"But... He's still not so lucky... Good ......"

Zhao Hongjun held his face, and tears continued to pour out of his fingers.

…...

Li Jianguo had been standing by the door in a daze for a while, looking at the sad appearance of the two, he had already heard Zhao Hongjun's words, and understood what all this was in front of him, but he didn't want to believe it......

The father of the Red Army died?

It's true?

Why is this happening?!

Why, will it be now?

He opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say, today, it should have been a good day!

The quiet room, the evening breeze passing through, taking away the heat from the body, but it is far less cold than the news brings!

His gaze fell on his son, his tiny body trembling slightly.

…...

Li Yiming stood dumbfounded, tears blurred his eyes, and in the dimness, he saw Zhao Hongjun sobbing, no, crying silently.

He could feel Zhao Hongjun's grief, and he was the same in his heart, sad, sad, and guilty!

But he didn't know and didn't dare to say anything, and the fear that had already dissipated didn't know where it came from nowhere, and he was suddenly caught off guard,......

The kind of fear that was so dark that his body was sore reminded him of the day he was taken to the principal's office, facing the outcome he didn't know and the responsibility he couldn't bear.

The four adults surrounded him, holding the letter that he had carefully sorted out for a long time, and asked:

"Li Yiming, this is what you wrote?"

"Why are you writing this?!"

"Li Yiming, are you too late to explain now?"

"Why didn't you dream of a typhoon last month?"

"You know what that place is... You dare to send it?!"

"Let's drop out..."

The adults shook their heads, their fathers slapped them, and they struggled and shouted: You can't let me withdraw from school, there will be a compulsory education law next year......

However, he still dropped out of school......

I ran away and was taken home, and I figured out that such an important letter could not be sent so casually, so I moved my father with the things in my head, those lyrics, and buried knowledge in those fairy tales......

At that time, my small goal was to write a fairy tale, and I did it!

Then I left home and headed towards Banyan City, to find the clay statue, although it was not the same, but there was still a great harvest, in addition to the first pot of gold, I also learned that books can not be trusted, and sometimes I have to rely on some luck.

My father took me with me, and along the way, I used actions to teach myself what society is, and I kept learning, but I knew what was wrong!

Uncle Wu didn't like what he said about "leftovers", he liked what I said.

Uncle Zhang was discriminated against, I didn't hide, although I was small, I dared to point out the mistakes of these people if I had a reason, because this was not such a bad era twenty or thirty years later, and I was not afraid that they would beat people, they ignored it, even if they did it, I wouldn't let them hit it!

The book is ready to be published, and the reasoning in my mind is becoming clearer, and I already feel that I am getting closer and closer to the next small goal.

Zhao Hongjun's face was full of smiles, he chatted happily with Chen Changqing on the phone, although he felt that long-distance calls were a waste of money, but he could still think of talking about the cage and first aid, and he also said that the dragon group was wrong twice.

When he reported to his father, he was very careful and worried, he must have been spanked by Grandpa Zhao often, and maybe not only butt.

"A bang, driving faster than a train,...... We'll leave tomorrow afternoon, and we'll be there in the evening!" Uncle Hongjun was very happy at that time, and he also wanted to write these practices into the internal reference and use them as an example!

I'm so happy, too.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, can we see you tomorrow?"

That's what I said, I made a wish before to make everything go well!

Can ...... now

Am I doing something wrong again?

Why did Grandpa Zhao die so suddenly, and he didn't even have time to show his family a look at him, is it my fault?

"My father is not in good health, and he can't stand the stimulation...... The body is generally good and the spirit is okay, and I usually play chess and read the newspaper,...... His sexual impatience..."

Uncle Zhao said that his father was not in good health and couldn't stand the stimulation, and Li Yiming's heart seemed to be stabbed: I didn't, I didn't complain!

Or is it because I inadvertently said something wrong?

Uncle Zhao said that I said that he would be afraid, and he himself said that he was not afraid, and he said a lot in the middle, and Grandpa Zhao listened very seriously, and then he suddenly said that this thing could not be thought up by Uncle Hongjun himself, because he didn't have that brain, and Uncle Hongjun confessed honestly...... It became that I wanted to answer the phone.

Grandpa Zhao asked me if I taught his stupid son those things, and I said yes, and then I said I don't think he was stupid...... Did this sentence make Grandpa angry?

He seemed to be a little angry,......

Grandpa Zhao asked me what I was going to do, and I said that we should make reasonable use of our resources, land, culture, people and patriotic spirit, so that they can continue to create wealth that belongs to the country and the people...... Can't be short-sighted......

That's right......

He seemed to be silent for six seconds...... Was he angry at the time? Because he was short-sighted and made mistakes, so he was secretly angry when I said this?

But what he said to me on the phone was good, good, and it should be serious.

Then he asked me if I was talking about this when I met with the head of the Central Committee, and I said, "More than that, but I can't ......."

Could it be that he was angry at that time?

Because I don't tell him all...... He thinks I look down on him?

Probably not!

In what he said to Uncle Hongjun next, he didn't look angry at all, as if he was still very happy... At the very least, it is reassuring and encouraging...... Could it be because he is too worried about Uncle Red Army at ordinary times, so this is a knot in his heart, and now the knot is open......

Li Yiming sweats like rain!

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