Good things will come with you. Cheng Yuejin has been developed, and the state's special fund support has also been established. I don't know how to operate these, but Xiao Bin and Director Wu understand them, and they have contacted the people of the national silk project, and Silk Zhiheng has been injected with a strong needle.

The fire on the Silk Road is a big thing, and my MV is even bigger. The publicity of the special support funds has been done a lot, and the news of various channels is broadcasting. It invisibly put pressure on the investigation of the fire in the silk. The progress of the investigation has also accelerated. And I don't know who was the driving force, but the people who had previously investigated were withdrawn and stationed in a task force. The investigation of this task force was vigorous and resolute, and the case of the virus in the silkworm seed factory was combined with the case of a fire in the suburbs of Nanjing.

Within half a month, the driving forces behind these two cases emerged, not only the Silk Road, but also the big people behind the Silk Road, all of whom were pulled out along the vines. It is not only the case of Silk Zhiheng, but also the cases involved in the Silk Road, such as money laundering, theft of trade secrets, and selling trade secrets to foreign companies------ behind the Silk Road, there is a huge network of collusion between officials and businessmen and foreign countries.

Xiao Bin couldn't help but gasp: "No wonder the Silk Road stopped so quickly and there was money to reshuffle the cards, it turned out that there were so many items that came to the money." "Indeed, we have not been able to guess why the Silk Road has so sufficient funds, and after helping Zhao Xinjian, there is still such a strong financial strength to save itself. It turned out that in addition to stealing trade secrets, he was also suspected of being a second-hand dealer, and sold those silk data to some companies in South Korea and Japan.

After the fall of Jiang Zhengqi, it was rumored that Jiang Zhengqi had half Japanese ancestry, so it is not surprising that he sold his information. Whether the truth is so unproven, but Jiang Zhengqi usually excuses himself from showing his face with illness, and this explanation is getting more and more true.

The result of the struggle between the two factions was that one side followed the Silk Road and fell miserably, while the other side failed to do so, and instead parachuted a successor to the position they had coveted.

Zhao Xinru shook his head and sighed: "This is politics." Never fathom the mystery. Maybe this time, we also inexplicably got a little light. ”

Maybe this is the truth, but I prefer to believe that it is Zhao Yijing's tireless efforts and the achievements of Chengyue Jincai that have won all the help. I looked at Zhao Xinru, thought of the person behind the investigation team, and thought of the letter that was not written by Academician He last time, and suddenly my heart moved: "Could it be that someone is helping behind the scenes? The relative who once helped the Zhao family recover the Beijing Courtyard House?"

"Zhao Tianxiong?" Zhao Xinru shook his head, "He died a long time ago, not him." He has only one daughter, who has not returned for many years abroad. ”

This time it was my turn to be surprised: "It was Zhao Tianxiong who took back the house?" In my memory, the scene of that skinny young man who took me to the Liuwei ferry to escape marriage more than 80 years ago came back to me. Later, he followed Ling Quan to Shanghai, but he was never heard from.

"It's him. Zhao Xinru sighed and said, "If it weren't for the fact that I found a necklace pendant with an underground party list in the rockery pool, it would have been able to show that my grandfather had made meritorious contributions in addition to making brocade, and that house was really difficult to collect." ”

Zhao Xinru's words shook my heart back to that passionate era. I pursed my lips and smiled, not saying anything more.

I don't know what kind of forces are behind this investigation. It's just that one day when I was rummaging through Yijing's cabinet, I saw a bottom list of the waybill he mailed something, and from the bottom list, I saw that he sent the thermos cup he bought to a place similar to "Qincheng Prison". And the name of the recipient is Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen, Zhao Xinwei, I vaguely understood something.

I don't know if Zhao Zhen still has available resources in his hands, or if he still has available handles in his hands, all of this may not matter anymore. I just hope that old man can live out his old age there in peace. I don't know if Yijing's thermos cup and Yijing's achievements can keep him warm in that cold place.

The fall of the Silk Road naturally involved Zhao Xinjian. The brotherhood is deep, and at this time, Zhao Xinru can't bear it after all, and he doesn't plan to take Zhao Xinjian's betrayal of Si Zhiheng's trade secrets to court. It's just that Zhao Xinjian got involved in the real estate transactions of the big man behind him, but it wasn't Zhao Xinru who let go and could be safe.

Yao Qinglian, who was hiding in Jiang Zhengqi's villa in Hainan, was arrested, but was scratched by Jiang Zhengqi's tigress again. In addition to Yao Qinglian's abuse and theft of trade secrets, what I never expected was that the incense I found in my car turned out to be her handiwork. I can't say whether it's lucky or unlucky, my broken used car broke down at the door. If the car hadn't broken down, I drove in a daze, not daring to imagine what the consequences would have been. But the car saved me, but it put Ejing in the fire.

When I helped Qinglian's grandmother to see Yao Qinglian, the old man's eyes were full of muddy tears, and Yao Qinglian's eyes were like knives to me, but she didn't say a word. She didn't dare to look at her grandmother. Grandma just kept muttering, "Qinglian, why are you doing this-------"

After my grandmother muttered a few times, Yao Qinglian finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked at me and sneered: "Song Qingyang, don't come here to cry cat and mouse fake compassion, I am here today, it is all thanks to you." Don't rob me of my stuff and pretend to be pitiful. You come to demonstrate to me with a big belly, show me that you have Zhao Yijing's child, can you get out, can you get out!" she was a little hysterical.

Grandma looked at Qinglian incredulously and said, "Qinglian, why are you talking like that?!"

I helped my grandmother out, turned back to face Yao Qinglian, was very calm for the first time, and said to her very calmly: "Qinglian, I know that you resent me very much, you think I robbed Yijing." Your grandmother's surname is Du, you are the descendant of the Du family, you have the 10% equity, and you are worthy of marrying Yijing. Isn't it?"

Yao Qinglian looked at me and sneered, "Isn't it?"

I looked at her, very strange, I couldn't say that I hated her, that moment of surprise in the past and present life, I only felt that she was a little pitiful, after a while, I said to her: "Then let me tell you a past." "I briefly told her the story of the Republic of China, especially the one about Zheng Xiaoyu, or Zheng Mallow, and told her in detail.

I haven't finished talking yet, Yao Qinglian's face has turned iron-blue, and when I talked about the past of Xiaoyu and Zhao Chongtai, Qinglian waved her hand and roared almost irrationally: "Impossible, you lied, you made up this kind of nonsense story." My grandmother told me that she was the daughter of Eucommia---------"

I interrupted her: "That's because your grandmother, the second Du Ruo, doesn't know her own background. ”

Yao Qinglian looked at me with an almost hideous face: "You lied to me, what evidence do you have for seventy or eighty years? Who can prove it? This is just a nonsense made up by you and your grandmother, and you deliberately fabricated the past in order to justify my things, can you coax me as a three-year-old child?"

"Qinglian!" I really couldn't bear her hysteria, so I had to interrupt her again, "If your *** biological father is someone else, then it is true that as you said, I can't prove her identity anyway, and no one can come up with any ironclad evidence that she is not the Du family." The people of the Du family are dead, and the bracelet can't prove it, and my grandmother's oral statement can't prove it. But don't forget, her biological father is Zhao Chongtai, Zhao Shinan's half-brother, if your grandmother and Zhao Xinru and Zhao Xinjian go to test DNA, they can find out the kinship! Who can fabricate this!"

Yao Qinglian was stunned, her eyes as she looked at me changed from manic to gray to desperate, and after a long time, she took her gaze back. Didn't speak again. After a while, she suddenly sneered, laughed and smiled, a few tears came out of the corners of her eyes, and said to herself: "This world is really crazy." ”

I don't know if the world is crazy, but a week later, I heard that she had some symptoms of madness and was sent to the hospital for examination and treatment. My heart suddenly felt a little sad, for generations, whose fate and whose extravagant hope?

Yao Qinglian's equity, except for the one transferred to Zhao Xinjian, there is not much left. I don't want to expose her identity, not for Zheng Xiaoyu, not for Yao Qinglian, not for Yao Qinglian's arrogant mother, just for Du Ruo, who has swept the tomb for Du Heng all her life, I don't want to subvert the happiness of her life in her old age.

With the efforts of Director Wu and others, Silk Zhiheng is resuming production with funds supported by the state. Xiao Mo of the landmark preliminary review team called me again to ask about Cheng Yuejin's situation. Now that there is a new Cheng Yue Jin, landmarks are not so important. But I was always a little unwilling to find it.

I couldn't help but call and ask Zhao Xinru if his wife's dowry would be Cheng Yuejin. Zhao Xinru sighed and said, "It would be nice if there were." I won't have to look so hard all the time. When my wife's mother got married, my grandfather happened to be depressed, and both boxes of silk were ordinary brocade, which were also burned during the Cultural Revolution. How can there be a silk thread that becomes a beautiful brocade. ”

After listening to Zhao Xinru's words, my last glimmer of hope was shattered. In that case, let's turn the page of the past history.

I was about to take the time to call Xiao Mo to withdraw Cheng Yuejin's declaration, but suddenly I received a call on Zhao Yijing's phone, and the caller I knew, but I was very surprised. It turned out to be the phone number of Miss Chow, a family member in Hong Kong, when I was still working at Silk Heng a few years ago. Miss Zhou, who used to be Yao Qinglian's imaginary rival.

Hearing me answer the phone, Miss Zhou's voice was a little surprised: "What about Mr. Zhao?"

I bit my lip and replied to her steadily: "He's sick and in the hospital." If you have anything to do, tell me the same. I am his wife. ”

Miss Zhou let out an "oh", and her voice was very sincere: "It's a little regrettable." That's the case, I often run in Hong Kong and abroad, and Mr. Zhao once asked me to inquire if the Chinese abroad still have Cheng Yuejin. Coincidentally, a few days ago, we saw your MV chatting, and a friend told me that she had it at home, and her deceased grandmother was originally the fourteenth grid of the prince of the Qing Dynasty, and her family went to the United States before the liberation, and there were a few Chengyue brocades at home. I just want to tell Mr. Zhao that I have found Cheng Yuejin. I wonder if I can help?"

At that moment, I couldn't control my voice with excitement: "It's useful, it's so useful." "Miss Zhou and I made an appointment next month, and she happened to come to the mainland to discuss business, and by the way, Cheng Yuejin was shipped here.

When I hung up the phone, I was constantly being buoyed with a hot current in my chest. Cheng Yuejin is not only the Zhao family, but also the Chinese people. Even if the Zhao family is not well preserved, even if the domestic people are not preserved, but where there are Chinese, there is our Cheng Yuejin. The spark is passed down from generation to generation, and the honor created by the ancestors will not be destroyed. Isn't it?

Everything is moving towards the better. Xiao Bin took the newly developed Cheng Yuejin to Paris to participate in the International Silk Fair. On the day of the drop-off, Fan Ling also went.

Looking at Xiao Bin's figure walking towards the security checkpoint, Fan Ling suddenly asked me, "Did Xiao Bin love me?"

My heart ached. The purpose of Xiao Bin's trip to Deqing, Fan Ling still knows. I clenched Fan Ling's hand: "He must have loved." Fan Ling smiled bitterly a few times and said to me: "I withdrew from Deqing, I should go out for a walk again, I hope this time, I can completely disperse him from my heart." ”

I didn't answer. The word love is the most difficult to breathe. I only hope that Fan Ling, or Xiao Bin, can cherish each other, but don't hurt the people around each other. Fan Ling and I walked slowly on the passage of the airport, and a group of people who had just gotten off the plane came to meet us, Fan Ling raised her eyes and looked, stopped her steps, and looked at the familiar figure that came to me, I was momentarily stunned, but I still smiled and said hello: "Doctor Xia!"

Doctor Xia looked at Fan Ling, then at me, and asked with a faint smile, "Have we met?"

Fan Ling and I were stunned, and suddenly a rampaging child ran over next to me, and Dr. Xia took the opportunity to protect me inside, and smiled at me: "I am physically inconvenient, so be more careful." As he spoke, his cell phone rang, and he followed it and walked out of the airport.

It took me a long time to recover from the shock, and my heart hurt very much, such an encounter is a scene that I would never dream of. It's a little incredible, but it seems inevitable. He had already said that hypnosis would be risky.

I promise a little peace in my heart, or forget about this life, can he finally achieve his happiness?!

On the day of the expo awards, I hugged Nuan Nuan and watched TV in the big living room. In the afternoon, I received a call from Xiao Bin across the ocean, and excitedly told me that Cheng Yuejin won a "special honor award" in addition to a gold award. There is more than one Gold Award, but only one Special Honor Award has been established. Because the new Cheng Yue brocade is a leader in all the silks exhibited at the expo in terms of color, sagging, color fixing, wrinkle resistance, etc. Even the organizing committee almost couldn't believe that such a good brocade did not come from luxurious Italy and classic Paris as in previous years, but from the ancient but vicissitudes of silk source - China.

Xiao Bin took the stage to receive the award, at that time, he was indeed very charming, a straight suit, a tall and thin figure, a calm face, and the audience, no longer the sparse applause 80 years ago, I heard the warm applause from the audience next to the TV, the recognition given by different skin colors and different races, and the enthusiasm given by not a few compatriots in the audience.

Xiao Bin's acceptance speech was very simple, he pondered for a long time, faced the world, and said in a deep voice: "This award is not easy to win." ”

Yes, this award is not easy to win. The efforts of several generations and the struggle of several generations can win back the honor that belongs to us on this international platform. I hugged Nuan Nuan, and tears couldn't stop rolling down. Nuan Nuan sensibly helped me wipe away my tears and asked softly, "Mom, do you miss your uncle?" Why hasn't he come back?"

The child's words made me completely lose my bearings, rubbed the warmth into the words, and cried. With respect, what you want, what you struggle, everyone works together, and it has been realized. You're waking up! Nuan Nuan misses you, and I miss you too.

With the trophy that Xiao Bin brought back from Paris, I went to the ICU ward, looking at Yijing's sleeping face, I couldn't help but reach out and stroke it, Yijing, you have been sleeping for a long time. It's time to wake up.

Yijing, do you remember, when I first saw you, you were on stage, I was offstage, I looked at you, I didn't expect that you and I would have so many stories, I just silently hoped that you wouldn't fire me;

Yijing, do you remember that when I rushed out in the wind and rain, you drove me back, and at that time, your heart hurt for me;

Yijing, do you remember, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, you led me and walked twice, once in the past life and once in this life;

Yijing, do you remember, I was sick in a small town, it was you who flew over most of China, and accompanied me to eat the dinner of "tonight, what night, see this beloved", but now, where is the beloved?

Yijing, you should remember that you said in your previous life, don't let our road to seek a child be so difficult, and now, I have our child, why don't you wake up?

Yijing, you should remember that you said in your last life, if Beiping is recovered in the future, we will go to Wangfujing, then Shichahai, and take a picture of us, and now it has been realized, why don't you wake up?

Yijing, you should remember that you said in your last life that if there is an afterlife, you must save your own woman once, you did it, but why didn't you wake up?

Yijing, you promised me in your last life, you still want to go to Shanghai again, buy me my favorite pastries, you have only bought me gold branches and jade leaves so far, and have not bought me pastries, this is what you owe me-------

Yijing, you promised me in your last life, if there is still a chance to make Yuejin in the future, we will drink with everyone at the celebration banquet and laugh loudly, which is also what you owe me--------

Yijing, you promised me in your last life that if there is an afterlife, you must be together, and this is still what you owe me--------

Yijing, you promised me in your last life, if you were born in a peaceful world, you have to guard me, and then make Yuejin, so that the whole world knows China's Cheng Yuejin, this is not only what you owe me, but what you owe the world, you owe so much, why don't you wake up?

I don't know how long I cried, until the nurse pulled me away from my tear-stained face: "Mrs. Zhao, you still have a baby, don't cry yourself badly." Mr. Zhao will be fine. ”

It will be fine, but when will this day come?

When I came out of the hospital, I didn't get in the car, and there were a few Qionghua at the door of the hospital. I don't know where the ancient song of "Cai Wei" is playing:

Qing is still small, picking roses together, the wind wants to be warm, the beginning of the stamen, ask the people, how old are the four seasons in the mountains?

Qing first married, Du Caiwei, the dew is still rare, the leaves have been cui, ask the recruits, where is the hometown withered and the grass is gone?

Qing is old, remembering Caiwei, the grass has not withered, and the heading is raised, and he asks the people, wait until the wildfire burns out and Hu will not return?

In the past, I went, the willows drooped, and now I come, the snow is falling. Ask the deceased, can you remember singing about Cai Wei back then?

With respect, the time when the leaves are withered has passed, and the time has come, the old man is still there, why haven't you returned?

Suddenly, my mobile phone rang loudly, and I picked it up, and it was the voice of the little nurse in the hospital: "Mrs. Zhao, come back quickly, Mr. Zhao is awake." ”

My heart was in an uproar, I almost couldn't care about my big-bellied body, and I walked back quickly and trotted to forget about it, Zhao Yijing, Zhao Shinan, I know you can't let go, you've been waiting for me!

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