"Mom......"

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No matter how much Gu Jianshe cares about the mother and daughter, his heart is also hurting at the moment.

Qi Yanhong knelt down, held her mother's hand, and almost fainted from crying.

On the side, Father Qi closed his eyes deeply, shed the last tears, and had no other emotions.

"Bright red, people can't be resurrected after death, you mourn and change. ”

The scene was said to Gu Jianjian, and he felt pale and powerless.

Outside the ward, when Bai Weiwei and Gao Fengyi arrived, Qi's mother had already died.

The couple stood at the door, neither entering, not entering, but they didn't expect that it was Qi Yanhong's mother who had an accident, and I heard the doctor outside say that she was sick in a mental hospital, and when the doctor was away, she dropped the bowl for eating and cut her wrist with a porcelain piece, and died of excessive blood loss.

"Fengyi, what should I do?"

Bai Weiwei muttered quietly, but she was still heard by Gu Jianjian, who was comforting Qi Yanhong in front of the bed.

The man turned around and glanced at Gao Fengyi and Bai Weiwei at the door.

"Peak Instrument ......"

When Father Qi heard it, he also turned to look at them: "This ......"

The entanglement is embarrassing, and I don't know what to say.

"Come in, you two, and see the dead one last time. ”

Gu Jianshe suddenly said loudly, and no one on either side of his main body objected.

Gao Fengyi and Bai Weiwei really came in together, and Qi's mother died peacefully, as if she was asleep, but her face was pale and bloodless, and her hair was white, which was completely different from her age.

"Condolences change. ”

The two of them said at the same time, Father Qi came over, his hand was weakly on Gao Fengyi's shoulder, and the two soldiers glanced at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

It can only be said that creation makes people!

In the 80s, the old funeral methods in the countryside had risen, and if it was in the countryside, the coffin had to be parked at home, and it would be stopped for three or seven days.

The funeral in the county town is still in the consciousness of the 70s, and a mourning hall is set up in the house of the house, and a few candles may be lit to place incense, but there is no monk and Taoist priest to do it.

The body lies in the center, surrounded by chrysanthemums, covered with a white cloth, and asked the guests to bow and pay tribute, which is quite like a memorial service.

Most of the people who come to mourn wear black tunics, with a white flower on their chests, if they are still older women, not only wipe a few tears, but also kneel in front of them, crying and crying, in short, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Bai Weiwei and Gao Fengyi will not come to the Qi family's memorial service casually, after all, Qi's father used to be a political commissar, and his interpersonal network is complicated, and the people who come to mourn are all people in the circle, if they meet, there will be unnecessary involvement and misunderstanding.

Around the end of the evening, when everyone was gone, Bai Weiwei discussed with Gao Fengyi and decided to go to Shangzhuxiang.

The father and daughter of the Qi family were still immersed in sadness, and they couldn't say a few words to them, but Gu Jianshe was greeting them, Bai Weiwei felt that Gu Jianshe was a good person, and she didn't know how long she had been breaking with Qi Yanhong, and there was no reason to run back and forth for the Qi family.

I'm afraid that Gu Jianjian's mother is not very willing to have such a close relationship between Gu Jianshe and the Qi family.

Gu Jianshe is different, men are naturally responsible and like to take responsibility for themselves.

After many men marry and have children, they reunite with their former lovers, if they find that she is not doing well, they will blame themselves and feel guilty, which is inexplicable by nature, but not every man has, it is fortunate to encounter it, but sometimes, it is troublesome.

Although she sees it this way, she can't meddle in anything, that's her own business, and she's still messing around.

Five people were sitting in the living room talking, when there was a knock on the door.

Qi Yanhong opened the door, and an unfamiliar face came into view.

"Hello, I'm here to mourn the dead. ”

Bai Weiwei and Gao Fengyi glanced at each other, their bodies stiffened slightly, isn't this the voice of Political Commissar Zou?

When Father Qi saw the reaction of the couple and knew that something was wrong, he got up to see it, and it turned out to be the current political commissar.

"Comrade Qi, hello. ”

Political Commissar Zou stretched out his hand, and Father Qi hurriedly held it.

Gao Fengyi glanced at Bai Weiwei, and the two got up to greet him, exchanged a few words of greeting, and hurriedly said goodbye to the Qi family's father and daughter.

Political Commissar Zou wanted to send them in a military vehicle, but Gao Fengyi directly refused.

This person is good at drilling camps, as if he is pervasive, he picked up the couple on the side of the road last time, and this time he ran to Qi's house to mourn the deceased in the name of further establishing a relationship with them.

Bai Weiwei, a person with clever communication skills, has seen a lot, and her mother Jiang Chunhong is one of the best.

But it is really rare to be as tough and powerful as Political Commissar Zou.

Along the way, Bai Weiwei's heart was in turmoil, for a while it was Gu Jianjian's face shaking in her heart, and for a while, it was the face of Political Commissar Zou who emerged.

Her life is like falling into a big net, and countless pits are waiting for her to jump.

"Weiwei, don't get involved in the affairs of the Wang family in the future. ”

The man suddenly gave an order in a cold voice.

Bai Weiwei nodded unprecedentedly: "Hmm." ”

The couple knew that their visit to the Qi family was probably also a letter from Wang Tiezhu.

Yesterday, Li Cuihua came to their house and said that Wang Tiezhu was left alone in the hospital and did not want to leave, and he didn't know what the hell he was going to make upside down.

Now, I get it all.

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Because of avoiding Wang Tiezhu, Bai Weiwei didn't go to Wang's house.

But Li Cuihua came to the door and gave her all the savings on hand first, and returned the money for medical treatment.

Bai Weiwei accepted it, and said at the beginning that it was an advance, not a charity.

She also knew that Li Cuihua could afford it herself, but at that time, the Wang family didn't know how much Li Cuihua would make money.

"Sister, the wound on my neck is not healed yet, so I can only talk about the art of war on paper first. ”

Li Cuihua pulled her, sat down in the hall and said seriously: "In July, we sold last year's inventory, and in August we will take orders to make new ones, the style is still the same as you used to be, there is no change, the situation is similar to last year, at most, people's hearts have changed a little now, and there may be more people coming." ”

Bai Weiwei looked at her like this, but suddenly wanted to hear her thoughts.

"I think the tailor's shop is like this for the time being, you can't get rich and you can't starve to death, but you instructed me to sell mung bean cakes, and it's far more than that. ”

"Well, yes. ”

Bai Weiwei nodded, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Li Cuihua grabbed her hand: "The flow of people in the farmers' market in our county is like that, do you see that the farmers' market is still big over there in M City?"

"Yes, yes, but ......"

Bai Weiwei touched her chin: "If you want to be famous, you have to be famous first." ”

She still has the same idea, no matter what, make a brand first.

When pouring the same taste, the price can be multiplied several times.

Of course, speculation is not allowed in this era to raise prices, but in another seven or eight years, the brand will not be unusual.