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Song Yiyi's gaze moved from the west side to the south side. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On this side are jars, basins, buckets, and some glass bottles.

However, behind this pile of things, close to the wall, there is a yellowed paper, Song Yiyi looked carefully, Huang Tingjian's written "Remembering the Old Travels to the Junyuan Joining the Army" cursive full text!

Song Yiyi, who couldn't hold back her excitement, jumped directly on these bottles and jars, walked to the root of the wall, and leaned over to reach the paper. She grabbed a corner between her index and middle fingers and carefully lifted the paper.

Rushing to Song Zemin's side, Song Yiyi held the paper to him: "Dad, put it away!"

Song Zemin, of course, is a person who knows the goods, and immediately put it into the space: "Yiyi, have you found anything good?"

Song Yiyi pointed out the two pieces of furniture to Song Zemin.

Song Zemin hesitated, but still put two chairs and an embroidered pier into the space, and explained: "I originally disliked them and took up some space, but think about it, if you don't take them away, I'm afraid they will be burned as firewood, which would be a pity!"

Song Yiyi smiled and said, "Dad, have you found anything?"

Song Zemin was very dissatisfied: "I only found the fourth volume of algebra and the fourth volume of chemistry in the "Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry Self-study Series". There are some middle school textbooks, nothing else, and there is no shortage of textbooks at home, there are two sets. I had to really take more than a dozen villain books to fill the façade!"

Song Zemin and Song Yiyi, carrying a small cloth pocket of the villain book, went home happily in the eyes of the middle-aged woman looking at a fool.

After lunch, the father and daughter rushed to the third scrap yard.

As if addicted, the two of them went out for six days in a row, sweeping away less than half of the scrap yard in the Great Eastern District.

On January 8, Song Yiyi and Song Zemin uncharacteristically did not go out after breakfast.

But because, the other three people in the family were teaching two-to-one, and they didn't notice their anomaly.

Song Yiyi and Song Zemin sat in their own homes, waiting for the time, and at 9:57 a.m., Song Yiyi said in a low voice: "The people's good prime minister has passed away!

Song Zemin's face is also sad, a good public servant of the people, a prime minister with selfless dedication, has been loved by the people of the whole country, and has also been respected by the people of later generations!

After a day's class, after dinner, Song Zemin told Grandpa Song and Grandma Song the news of the death of the prime minister, and the two old people were stunned, and then their eyes moistened.

Grandma Song choked up and said, "I'll go make some white flowers." ”

Song Zi'an was also saddened, he had heard a lot of deeds about the chairman, prime minister and other national leaders from his master in the past six months, and admired their character and intelligence very much!

On January 9, the flag was lowered at half-mast at the United Nations headquarters in New City, United States, to mourn the prime minister of Huaxia!

When Song Yiyi and her family sat in front of the radio and listened to the news broadcast by the announcer, they were very excited.

This reminded Song Yiyi, a story that I don't know if it's true or made up:

The diplomats of the countries opposed to Huaxia gathered in the square in front of the United Nations gate and asked the United Nations headquarters in fierce rhetoric, why did the prime minister of Huaxia die and why did he fly the flag at half-mast when his head of state died?

Standing on the steps in front of the UN building, UN Secretary-General Waldheim delivered a very brief speech on this matter: "In order to mourn the Chinese premier, I decided to fly the flag at half-mast at the United Nations for two reasons. ”

"First, Huaxia is an ancient civilization, and its gold and silver treasures are innumerable, and the renminbi it uses is too many for us to count. However, its prime minister did not have a penny in deposit!"

"Second, China has a population of one billion, accounting for a quarter of the world's population. However, its prime minister does not have a child!"

"If any of your heads of state can do one of them, on the day of his death, the United Nations headquarters will also fly the flag at half-mast for him!"

With that, he turned and left. The diplomats in the square were dumbfounded, followed by thunderous applause.

In fact, Song Yiyi also wanted to say to the few people who had complaints about the first prime minister of the new Huaxia Kingdom in later generations, that you misunderstood him for being restrained and obscure, but in fact he was very affectionate and sexual! You misunderstood that he swallowed his voice and forbearance, but in fact he was wise and courageous!

On January 10 and 11, people from all walks of life bid farewell to the premier's body.

Song Zi'an was on the 10th, knowing the news, so he discussed with his family that he wanted to go to the capital and personally bid farewell to the premier's body to express his nostalgia for the premier.

However, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song were opposed. If their family is in the capital, even they will go to say goodbye to the prime minister's body. However, they are in Shen City, and they have to take a train to get there.

They guessed that there were many people who had the same idea as their grandson, and that there would be many people rushing from all over the country, which would put a lot of pressure on traffic and security. And it's easy to have accidents, after all, it's a sensitive period!

Song Yiyi comforted Song Zi'an and said, "Brother, you can mourn the prime minister at home." Actually, what I want to say is that if you respect and miss him, you should use his favorite way!"

Song Zi'an was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "What is the prime minister's favorite way?"

Song Yiyi said seriously: "Do you still remember what the prime minister said when he was young? -- Reading for the rise of the Chinese state!"

"What he wants to see is that the country is prosperous and strong, and the people live and work in peace and contentment!"

Song Zi'an's eyes lit up and said: "I understand, from now on, I want to study my skills, exercise my body, and strive to contribute to the country and the people in the future!"

Song Yiyi knew that this was not a slogan, but her brother really made up his mind, he was a simple and hot-blooded person in this era, and his true thoughts!

At 4:40 p.m. on January 11, the Prime Minister's hearse slowly headed for Babaoshan. Millions of people spontaneously stood on both sides of Chang'an Avenue to see off the prime minister.

At this time, Song Zi'an was listening to Grandpa Song's lecture seriously, and he was bidding farewell to the prime minister in his own way, so that he could rest assured that he would hand over the heavy responsibility of building the country to these descendants!

Song Yiyi is writing with a brush, and the article "Ten Mile Long Street to the Prime Minister" that was included in the primary school textbook in later generations.

Luo Jinhuan, who was in the capital, personally entered Babao Mountain with the hearse at this moment, and finally bid farewell to the people he respected, who had always been teachers and friends!

Luo Jinhuan, who returned to his residence at night, was full of sorrow, and he understood the meaning of what his apprentice said at that time. He sat in a daze until midnight, and then he came to his senses and washed his face, which was full of tears. Then, I took a small packet of powder......