At this time, most of the clansmen of the Wang family had already arrived, and dozens of clansmen stood in the courtyard, and when they saw the two coming, they all hurriedly got out of the way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were several people standing in front of the old lady's bed.

Wang Qingquan, Wang Qingshui, Wang Feng and other immediate family members are all here.

The old lady closed her eyes and couldn't see anything wrong, but her face was already pale and there was no trace of blood.

"Dad, Ruoyu is here!" Wang Qingquan said in the old lady's ear.

The old lady opened her eyes, stretched out a hand, and waved it in the air, as if to grab something.

Wang Ruoyu hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the old lady's hand.

Old lady Wang squeezed out a smile on her face, her lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.

He was already dumbfounded.

Zhao Bing stood aside, a little uncomfortable.

This is all the descendants of the Wang family, and he doesn't know what identity he should stand here.

said that he was the son-in-law of the Wang family, but the marriage had not yet been completed.

Old lady Wang looked at Zhao Bing, her lips opened, and she wanted to speak.

Zhao Bing hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

The old lady Wang put Wang Ruoyu's hand into Zhao Bing's hand in shock, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, there was expectation in his eyes.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll take good care of Ruoyu!"

Zhao Bing said softly, with a very serious attitude.

He already knew what the old lady meant, this was to entrust Wang Ruoyu to him.

Old lady Wang smiled, her face suddenly flushed, and she actually said a word tremblingly.

"Okay, okay, then I'll be relieved!"

"Look, the old lady's spirit seems to be better."

Someone whispered.

No one paid attention.

Everyone can see that the old lady is returning to the light.

Sure enough, when the old lady said such a sentence, her body suddenly twitched, as if she was in extreme pain.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

Wang Ruoyu screamed twice, grabbed the old lady's hand, tears had flowed out, she knew that the final goodbye had finally arrived.

The old lady's eyes were closed, and the convulsions of her body had stopped, and she lay quietly on the bed, as if she was asleep.

Wang Ruoyu stretched out her hand and probed her grandfather's heartbeat, and suddenly she cried, lying on the old lady's body, and she began to cry.

At this time, she was not at all like her usual appearance, and when she parted with life and death, she became a fragile little girl, and she naturally cried because she lost her loved ones.

With Wang Ruoyu's crying, all the clansmen's eyes turned red, some began to cry, and more people lowered their heads in silence.

In everyone's heart, there is real sadness.

The old lady Wang is dead, and the backbone of the Wang family is no longer there.

The people in the courtyard also began to cry.

The Wang family was immersed in grief.

Wang Qingquan came over and patted Wang Ruoyu on the shoulder, and said softly: "Ruoyu, although grandpa is gone, but I am still here, don't cry, grandpa doesn't want to see you like this, and there are many things that you still need to deal with!" ”

"Yes, calm down first, let grandpa go all the way, and stop arguing with him." Zhao Bing also persuaded.

Wang Ruoyu raised his head, wiped his tears, and turned his head to look at a group of relatives, his eyes were red and swollen.

"The news of grandpa's death must be reported first." Wang Ruoyu has calmed down a lot, and her voice is already a little hoarse.

Wang Qingquan said: "I have already called to report. ”

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and an old man in his sixties came in at the door.

The old man had a sad face, and after coming in, he walked to the bed of the old lady Wang, bowed three times, and then raised his head, sighed, looked at everyone, and said, "Let's mourn!" ”

His name is Ji Xiaosong, secretary of the Yanjing Municipal Party Committee, and it is estimated that he was sent from above.

"Elder Ji, do you have any instructions from the central government?" Wang Qingquan asked.

Ji Xiaosong nodded: "The chairman asked me to come and see the old lady on his behalf, but I didn't expect that it was still a step too late, the old lady has been fighting all his life, he has made outstanding achievements, and he is really a hero of the people, the central government said that to mourn for Wang Lao at half-mast, the body needs to be sent to the funeral home, and a grand memorial service will be held......"

"We, the Wang family, thank you for the attention of the central government-" Wang Qingshui hurriedly said.

Ahem!

Wang Qingquan frowned and said: "Secretary Ji, about his father's afterlife, he had already explained it before his death, so what to do, I think, I still have to follow his old man's wishes!" ”

Wang Qingshui was stunned for a moment, and said a little unhappily: "Big brother, Secretary Ji has made it very clear, this is the decision of the central government, and this is also the honor that my father deserves, I don't think there is anything to discuss, doesn't my father agree to this?" ”

Wang Qingquan ignored it.

Ji Xiaosong didn't pay attention to it.

The people in charge of the Wang family are Wang Qingquan's father and daughter, and as for Wang Qingshui, they don't seem to care much.

Even in the outside world, once the Wang family is mentioned, Wang Qingshui will not be mentioned, and his influence is not even half that of Wang Ruofei.

Wang Qingshui's face was a little ugly.

Of course, it is not a good feeling to be ignored.

Ji Xiaosong looked at Wang Qingquan and said: "Well, although the central government has such a meaning, everything depends on the opinions of your family members, of course, the central government is also willing to follow Wang Lao's wishes, but I don't know how Wang Lao explained before his death?" ”

Wang Qingquan said: "This matter, only the little girl Ruoyu knows, my father said before his death that she will handle and be responsible for the affairs after his death." ”

Ji Xiaosong was stunned for a moment and looked at Wang Ruoyu.

Of course he knew Wang Ruoyu, and he had heard of this proud daughter of the sky for a long time, but he didn't expect that Wang Ruoyu would be so important in the family.

Wang Ruoyu said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa said, everything will be simple, after cremation, the mourning hall is set up in the old house, if anyone wants to come to mourn, they can come to the old house, but do not accept any media reports." ”

Wang Qingshui, as well as many other clansmen, were a little unhappy.

This old lady was a big hero during his lifetime, and he passed away in a hundred years, so he should have done a good job, for them, maybe this is the last time for the Wang family, how can he do it so hastily.

Ji Xiaosong frowned and said, "Is this appropriate?" ”

Wang Ruoyu said: "This is Grandpa's last wish, I hope the central government can respect his intentions." ”

After thinking about it, Ji Xiaosong sighed: "Since this is Elder Wang's last wish, I will report this matter to the above, and I will do it according to your wishes for the time being!" ”

Ji Xiaosong said goodbye and left, and Wang Qingquan personally sent him away.

The next day, the old house began to do the funeral for the old lady Wang, and in the alley, white lanterns were hung, and there was a killing atmosphere everywhere.

After the CCTV news broadcast announced the death of the old lady, major websites also broadcast it quickly, and several authoritative portals published articles on the front page to commemorate it.

The glorious life of the old hero was quickly made into various topics spread on the Internet, and countless people mourned the death of the old hero on the Internet.

Tiananmen did fly its flag at half-mast in silence, and some neighboring governments also sent messages expressing their condolences.

The mourning hall is located in the old residence of the Wang family, and several leaders of the central government also came to express their condolences and condolences to the Wang family.

It can be said that Mrs. Wang's life was glorious, and his death was a great loss to the country, and the central government gave full recognition and praise to him for his historical contributions.

The leaders of several major legions in the country are all gathered in Yanjing, and many of these powerful people are now powerful and powerful people, many of whom are comrades-in-arms or former subordinates of the old lady, and they revere and love the old lady from the bottom of their hearts.

Mrs. Wang's funeral affairs were done beautifully.

It's not about simplicity.

And Zhao Bing didn't participate too much, he spent more time in front of Mrs. Zhao's bed.

The death of the old lady Wang touched him deeply, and he wanted to be by the old lady's side in his last moments.

And since the death of Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Zhao's mood has not been very good, paper can't contain the fire, and he finally noticed it.

It was like telepathy, his spirit suddenly languished, looking at his grandson who had been by his side, Old Lady Zhao had been silent for the past few days, but now he suddenly asked: "Are they all buried?" ”

Zhao Bing was stunned for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he lowered his head and said, "Hmm." ”

The old lady's eyes were a little red, but he couldn't shed tears, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly he sighed.

In the next three days, the old lady Zhao did not enter the rice, he has been silent, the clansmen of the Zhao family are also worried these days, they all know that the old lady is about to die, so many clansmen will come to the old mansion to wait when they are fine, and the old mansion is suddenly much more lively.

In fact, after the death of the old lady Wang, the leaders of those major legions originally came to visit the old lady Zhao by the way, but in order not to arouse the old lady's suspicion, Zhao Bing refused them one by one.

There is only one, but Zhao Bing has no way to refuse.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhao Bing didn't know what to say for a while.

On the mountain where his father lived, Zhao Bing had seen each other, and he often saw them on TV.

But he really didn't expect that the number one chief, who had always lived in seclusion, suddenly visited the Zhao family's old mansion at this time, and he was still followed by Zhao Sihai.

Zhao Bing looked at his father and asked.

"The leader wants to come and see your grandfather." Zhao Sihai remained silent.

"Please!" Zhao Bing led the way.

Soon, when he came to the old lady's room, the No. 1 chief came to the bed, held the old lady's hand, and said with some emotion: "Old Zhao, are you okay?" ”

Old Lady Zhao opened her eyes, looked at the No. 1 chief in front of her, nodded slightly, and said, "Are you here?" ”

"I'm late!" The old chief said with some self-reproach.

"This kind of thing, it's not sooner or later." The old lady squeezed out a smile and said to Zhao Sihai next to him: "Let them all go out for a while, we have something to discuss." ”

Zhao Sihai did not have the slightest surprise and retreated with all the people.

In the backyard, there were many clansmen from the family, and even Zhao Wanxiong, who was on vacation outside, rushed back in time.

Everyone had some doubts in their hearts, and they didn't know what the old lady would talk about with the chief when she was dying.

But anyone can imagine that there must be a mystery in this.

Perhaps, it has a very important relationship with the future of the Zhao family.

After about ten minutes, the number one leader walked out, smiled at everyone, and then prepared to leave.

Zhao Sihai said to Zhao Bing: "You go and send the leader." ”

Zhao Bing was stunned for a moment, not knowing what his father meant, but he didn't say anything, and silently sent the No. 1 leader away.

When he arrived at the door of the old mansion, the chief suddenly turned his head, patted Zhao Bing's shoulder, and said with emotion: "You can become his grandson, it's really your blessing, Zhao Lao has worked hard for the country all his life, which is admirable!" ”

Zhao Bing didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, the old chief suddenly changed the topic again and said, "By the way, I heard that you went to the Dragon Soul Station?" ”

Zhao Bing's heart moved, and he nodded: "I didn't expect this matter to be known to you so soon." ”

"You are still young, there will always be young and vigorous, and when your emotions are out of control, I can understand, but in the future, you must think twice before acting, you must know that you are now representing the Zhao family, and there are some things that must be endured for a while!"

The chief seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he only left Zhao Bing with four words, and then drifted away.

Shape up or ship out.

Zhao Bing pondered for a long time, but still didn't figure out the chief's thoughts, so he simply stopped thinking about it.