Although status can determine authority, authority requires prestige. After coming to the Organization Department, Chi Hua gradually sensed the rising prestige of Wang Zijun in the ministry, and became more aware of the gap between him and Wang Zijun.

In Chi Huazhu's eyes, Wang Zijun is a person with a city government and responsibility. may not be able to achieve Mount Tai at the top and not be able to see it in an instant, but many things that are big things in his opinion, Minister Wang can solve them lightly.

But now, what happened to make Minister Wang so out of shape?

Looking at Wang Zijun, who was in tears, Chi Huazhu was a little at a loss. Just when he was embarrassed, he suddenly saw the tissue box on the side. Hurriedly took out a piece of tissue paper and carefully handed it to Wang Zijun. Wang Zijun didn't care about this, he just burst into tears and wiped a few handfuls of tears.

"Minister Wang, what's wrong......

Looking at Chi Huazhu, who was at a loss and didn't know why, Wang Zijun waved his hand and said: "I called from home, the organization has passed away, Huazhu, you report the rest of the things to Minister Long, this work can't be put down." ”

After explaining to Chi Hua, Wang Zijun called Yu Jiangwei and asked him to prepare the air ticket, and then called Ye Chengmin, secretary of the provincial party committee, to ask for leave.

Half an hour later, Wang Zijun's family set off in the direction of the airport by car. The little baby, who already knew the news of his grandfather's death, was lying in Mo Xiaobei's arms at this time, crying like a big cat.

When Wang Zijun walked out of Jiangshi Airport with Mo Xiaobei and the child, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon. Although there were things on the plane, Wang Zijun really couldn't eat it, and just as they got off the plane, Wang Guangrong and his wife also got off the other plane.

Compared with Wang Zijun, Wang Guangrong is much calmer. After getting into the car that came to pick them up, Wang Guangrong persuaded him: "Zijun, your grandfather has lived to be more than eighty years old, and he is already a long life, and besides, his old man definitely doesn't want to see you like this." People always have to have this day, you want to open a point. ”

Listening to his father's comfort, Wang Zijun felt a little better, since he was reborn, he and Wang Guangrong have been gathering less and leaving more. As his talents continue to show. Wang Guangrong's father was obscured by him in many places.

"I see, Dad, don't be too upset." Wang Zijun looked at Wang Guangrong and said softly.

Although the knot in the heart has been soothed a lot. But the people in the car were still reluctant to speak, Wang Zijun looked through the car window, looked at the strange and familiar Jiang Shi outside the window, and thought of the scenes of his previous life.

In the previous life, the old man should have died ten years ago. At that time, he was a teacher in Yanzhinan, and after hearing the news of the old man's death, he hurriedly rushed to Jiangshi from Yanzhinan.

The funeral of the old man ten years ago, Wang Zijun still remembers it vividly. Although according to the merits of the old man, all the treatment that should be enjoyed has been enjoyed, but except for some world friends, few leaders of this province have come to mourn. It's usually a matter of sending a wreath. It really made the Wang family see the warmth and coldness of people, and the hot and cold world.

But this time, it shouldn't be. That life. The second uncle's position is the highest deputy department, and Wang Zihua is still the deputy department, not to mention him, he is just a small teacher in the countryside, what can he say.

Just when Wang Zijun groaned in his heart. The car had slowly stopped outside the No. 2 courtyard in Jiang Province. Wang Zijun looked at the small courtyard full of sadness, and the feelings that had just been suppressed collapsed again.

"Brother Zijun!" Su Ying, who had a filial piety armband pinned to her sleeve, ran out of the courtyard quickly. After seeing Wang Zijun. I couldn't help but cry out loud. Wang Zijun has a good relationship with his cousin Su Ying, and now look at her like this. I couldn't help but burst into tears.

The small courtyard is still the same small courtyard, and the vegetables grown by the old man are still green, but the old man who planted vegetables here is no longer there at this time. Wang Zijun was in a trance and saw the old man wielding a hoe and tending to the land like a child.

Walking into the room, the old man who had already put on his shroud lay quietly on the bed, as if he was asleep.

It's just that this old man who gave Wang Zijun endless love will never wake up. Looking at the old man's peaceful appearance, Wang Zijun's feelings finally couldn't help it, and he knelt down in front of the old man's bed, crying bitterly......

Life has to go on, and the old man's future is also going on in an orderly manner. Because of the identity of the old man, the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee and the General Office of the Provincial Government have sent special personnel to deal with it. And the leaders of the provincial party committee and the provincial government have also come a lot.

The old man's memorial service was held on the third day, and this memorial service brought many people who had a good relationship with the Wang family, but Zhao Yonghuai, the leader of the provincial party committee, and Han Tiansheng, the leader of the government, did not come.

But for these, Wang Zijun doesn't care about it, whether they come or not, they can't let the old man come back to life. Listening to the words of comfort that were sad and changeable, Wang Zijun only nodded with a mechanical handshake.

"Zijun, the festival mourns and changes!" Sun Kai, who had become a big back, held Wang Zijun's hand and said softly: "For the old man, it is also a blessing to be able to lie on the bed and leave without illness or disaster. The old man is almost asleep, and I don't think he wants you to be too upset. ”

Although we don't see each other often, as a friend, Sun Kai's comfort still carries a lot of weight. Looking at Sun Kai, who looked like a successful businessman, Wang Zijun patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "I know." ”

"Well, before you leave, let's meet again." Sun Kai looked at Wang Zijun and invited softly.

Although Wang Zijun wanted to agree to Sun Kai's invitation, in fact, he was now involuntarily. After a deep groan, Wang Zijun said an ambiguous word: "I still have to stay in Jiang City for a few days, and I will call you again when I have time." ”

Sun Kai hesitated, but nodded. If Wang Zijun was not immersed in the grief of the old man's death now, he would definitely be able to realize that Sun Kai had something to say to him, but now, he didn't have such a mind.

The memorial service was set up in the largest hall of the funeral home, and many guests came and went, so that the memorial service lasted for a morning.

Lin Zeyuan is here!

No one expected that when it was about to end, the dusty Lin Zeyuan came. Although Lin Zeyuan is no longer the secretary of the provincial party committee of Jiang Province, he is in charge of the magic city, and he has a bright future. In the eyes of many people, he is almost a person who has already been identified.

In order to attend the old man's memorial service, Lin Zeyuan actually rushed over from the magic city in person, what a lot of face was given, and this face was because of the eldest son of the old man, Wang Guangrong.

Wang Guangrong, the executive vice mayor of the magic city, if it weren't for the unusual relationship between Wang Guangrong and Lin Zeyuan, how could Lin Zeyuan make a special flight to Jiang Province to attend the old man's memorial service in person.

With the arrival of Lin Zeyuan, this memorial service seems to have reached its peak, and Zhao Yonghuai, secretary of the provincial party committee, and Han Tiansheng, the governor of the province, who had nothing to do just now, both appeared in the funeral home within fifteen minutes.

Just when a group of people were surrounding Lin Zeyuan, another unexpected person came to the funeral home. Ye Chengmin is here!

Regarding Ye Chengmin's arrival, Wang Zijun didn't expect it at all. Looking at Ye Chengmin, whose face was calm, Wang Zijun's heart swelled with a trace of emotion.

As for the purpose of Ye Chengmin's coming, Wang Zijun naturally knew it in his heart, but it was clear that he came over at this time, and that was a thick favor. With the arrival of Ye Chengmin, the pattern of Mr. Wang's memorial service has reached a higher level.

If the characters in Jiang Province used to look at the old man's affection, then now, being able to come to the old man's funeral is an affirmation of their position. Therefore, some people who had already said that they would not come over again also showed their figures one after another.

But Wang Zijun didn't care about all this, he just stood in the position of his family and watched it all quietly......

Lin Zeyuan and Ye Chengmin were naturally received, and their identities could not let them stay in Jiang Province for a long time, so after the memorial service, the two of them left Jiang Province.

After the memorial service, everything seemed so lonely. Wang Zijun, who was not in a very good mood, sat in the familiar courtyard of the old man, and didn't want to think about anything, just sat like that.

"Zijun, grandpa doesn't want to see you so sad now." Mo Xiaobei gently stretched out his palm and gently held Wang Zijun's hand.

Wang Zijun nodded, and just as he was about to talk to Mo Xiaobei, his mobile phone rang, and it was a text message: a text message from Qin Hongjin.

The content of the text message is very short, only a dozen words, but it is affectionate. Although Qin Hongjin, the godgranddaughter, is only nominal, she has come to the old man's small courtyard a lot of times, and she has a good relationship with the old man, but after the old man left, she still didn't come over in the end.

It's not that I don't want to, but I don't want to cause trouble for Wang Zijun. After all, Wang Zijun's position is different from the past, and when she does a lot of things, she has to think about Wang Zijun. "Don't be too sad, the old man hopes we can live better."

Young children like to think of feelings as a game, and they want this game to be as complex and ups and downs as possible. Qin Hongjin has not been like this since the day he met Wang Zijun. This empathetic woman always thinks about Wang Zijun and doesn't want to cause him the slightest trouble because of her existence.

Wang Zijun replied to Qin Hongjin with a text message, he believed that thousands of miles away, this intelligent woman would definitely understand. Mo Xiaobei watched Wang Zijun reply to the text message, and did not speak, just stood quietly beside him. The two of them sat in silence for a while, and Liu Xuehua walked over: "Zijun, your second uncle has arranged a meal, no matter what, it's not easy for the family to get together, let's go over." ”

Liu Xuehua knew her son's relationship with the old man, so she was not enthusiastic about this meal. But the death of the old man has made this big family a little extraordinary. Now that Wang Jiefang has a treat, no matter what, his family has to give this face.

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