My aunt did not go back to Hanzhou directly, she said that she wanted to go back to her hometown Longhua. Zhaozhao must go with him, but the teacher looked sad and asked, it turned out that one of her old confidants had passed away.

Longhua, the southwest corner of Shanghai, is an ancient place name, and when you close your eyes, you can lead to a lot of reverie from afar. But in the minds of Shanghai citizens today. Longhua has mainly become synonymous with a funeral parlor. Qu Shuqing still remembers that when she first moved back 20 years ago, her friends felt that they were in a remote location and there were many inconveniences. One of the most obsessive elders said with a smile: "After all, it is a little convenient, and when the time comes, I feel that I can't do it, so I don't need to call a taxi to the funeral home, just walk slowly by myself." Mr. Xingyu immediately comforted: "It doesn't just take local materials. ”

Xingyu has passed away.

If Manly had a memory, she would have grieved too. He was her initiating teacher of history.

In those few days, Shuqing remembered that it would be nice if she could read Mr. Xingyu's "National Martyrdom" again, but she didn't think about it, as soon as she was freed, the first text message she got when she came out was bad news.

Shu Qinghal was a little unconvinced, after all, he got a letter from Mr. Xingyu two months ago, "Recently, I have occasional free time, go to Changfeng Park for a walk, and call myself a Changfeng layman......"

However, the eulogy at the farewell ceremony proved that Mr. was not so leisurely at all. He had just returned from a trip to attend five academic seminars, and a few hours before his death was still lecturing to graduate students. And piles up.

In the condolence hall, six or seven hundred people wept bitterly, and even the drivers and masters who had never heard his name before could not control themselves in this atmosphere. He was a hard-working father who had his wife dead 19 years ago and raised a large number of children by himself, and he was also an advisor to more than 100 graduate students. He constantly set aside thirty or fifty yuan from his family's living expenses to help poor students, but he himself endured the hardships, tosses, and hardships that many intellectuals of the Celestial Empire had encountered. He didn't say all this to anyone, including his own children and students, but gritted his teeth, day after day, pushing the study of modern history to the first-rate level of attention.

He was gone, peacefully. His eldest daughter thanked the guests and whispered a final goodbye to her father: "Dad, I took care of your outfit again today, you go well, I can't support you......"

The ceremony was over, and Shuqing silently looked at the various couplets in the hall. The tears that can't be wiped away, and the choked that can't be stopped. Suddenly, on the inside of the west gate of the hall, she saw another friend's elegiac couplet dedicated to Mr. Xingyu. His name is Wang Shoulu. However, his name is marked with a strange black frame!

Shuqing hurriedly asked someone to ask, and a stranger told her: "This is the misfortune of our Shanghai historical circles. After sending a couplet to Mr. Xingyu, Wang Shoulu underwent an unsuccessful operation. Seeing that she was demented, the man added, "I'll be here tomorrow afternoon." A farewell ceremony was held for the body of Professor Wang Shoulu. ”

Shuqing couldn't help it. Standing in front of the elegy written by Wang Shoulu, we wept bitterly for him.

Even in Gangjun, she was still looking for him everywhere in the hall.

He is also a rare good person. Back when I was a student at Fudan University. Because his family was poor and could not afford to buy a bus ticket, he walked long distances from his home in the west of the city to school every week, but generously donated meal tickets to support more impoverished out-of-town students. She couldn't forget his honest, melancholy, and eyes that wanted to confide in everyone but didn't want to. People are getting thinner and thinner, and there are more and more academic papers. The face is getting more and more ugly, and the more the article is written, the more beautiful it becomes. On the economy, politics, diplomacy and even the Japanese in the Ming and Qing dynasties, it is wonderful. He often talks about his writing plan in Ningbo dialect, "there is another article, and there is another article...... "as if he is anxious to find the root cause of his suffering in history......

Mei Jingqun is illiterate, but there are really some sincere "young scholars" who wrote books and biographies for her, and Wang Shoulu was one of the writers of that year......

Seeing that the teacher was too sad, he tended to accompany him step by step, thinking about all the etiquette things in front of him, and trying his best to handle them perfectly.

Here, Zhaozhao went over to pay tribute to Wang Shoulu in person, and the phone called.

Take a look. It's Wanglin,

Zhao Zhao walked to the side and picked it up, "Hmm," before a sound came out. Over there, Wanglin shouted, "Zhaozhao!!", really startled Zhaozhao, "How......" Zhaozhao frowned and only made a sound, Wanglin's "big bomb" of the eight lambs of the king was dropped!"Manli is pregnant again!!It's yours!!It's yours!!!Manli admits it's yours!!"

Actually, you have to be an outsider. Listening to the series of roars that came down from the eight lambs of the king, I can really think in the "opposite direction": It's terrible, you played in trouble and made Manli's belly bigger. Lai can't rely on it, Manli will say it's yours!

However, you also know how "anti" this thing is: who wants to rely on it more!

Yes!

Obediently, I'm dripping a mother.

Look at our little photos......

Zhaozhao has always maintained the appearance of holding a mobile phone next to his ear, and he is a completely stupid son!

At this time, the mobile phone "jingle" showed that another call came in,

Zhao Zhao Mumu looked at the phone, no matter how excited Wanglin was. hung up, and picked up the phone with trembling hands,

This call must be answered,

It's Zhang Yuan's.

Now, without waiting for Zhang Yuan to speak, Zhao Zhao was stunned as if asking himself, "How long can I live", and said hurriedly, "Is Manli pregnant again?" It's my ?......" Zhang Yuan was obviously laughing, "I know that your eyeliner is indispensable, yes, stinky boy, you're going to be a father......" Oh, Zhang Yuan still wants to continue to ask about the teacher's situation, but he can't, because, let's take a photo of the "bang" to drop the phone, and the person jumped up and slapped his leg!!" Then like a madman, oh yo, ran to Qu Shuqing with tears in his eyes,

Shuqing was sitting with Wang Shoulu's relatives and talking sadly,

How do you know, such an "untimely" one,

It's like a dead mother. Like a winner, he ran over crying and laughing,

Ran over and knelt down with the teacher in front of her and put his hands on her knees and tilted her head, "Manli is pregnant again!

Shuqing listened.

I was really stunned for a second,

Get up all at once!

As a calf, he got up quickly, and immediately supported him, wiping his tears. "It's true, it's true! Brother Yuan personally called!"

"Where's the phone?" Shuqing was also anxious, Manli, that was the top priority!

Zhao Zhao was still in ecstasy at this time. "Oops, it's falling!" "Stupid, and overbearing, what is it if the phone is dropped. If he hadn't known that in front of the teacher, he would have been able to turn the human soul hall into a wedding banquet!

Shuqing didn't expect this bastard stupid son anymore, first tried her best to stabilize her emotions or turned around to say goodbye to her family, it's really rare to see, when did our "rampant and weird" photos be dragged out like a stupid son! Hehe, Shuqing knew that he was also dizzy, and he couldn't count on it, so he quickly called back the phone himself, "Zhang Yuan! How is Manli's situation now......

Report to all the adults, I will go all the way west to Tibet to travel for a few weeks, but will not be interrupted, but due to the inconvenience of the itinerary, it will change to two or three days a watch, thank you for your inseparability to Manli, it is still a bit long, I don't want to rush to write, or want to write more thoroughly. Thank you for forgiving me for having this time to travel, to go out and see the world, and to change my mind. Bye thank you understand thank you understand.