(Disasters are always inevitable, and so are injuries.) We can't say no to disaster, but we can reduce the damage. ）

No matter how strong the fireworks are, they will eventually be extinguished; If you cut it again, it will cool down, and the mound in the vegetable garden is very high, very thick, and very solid. The soul in the mud may be able to live in peace for a long time, and how long can the spirit in front of the mound stand without giving up? Luan Zhu was thinking, maybe doing less formality and more practical things could better reflect the sincerity of love. Liu Mian's mother thinks like this, true love is love before death, not after death. To love everyone who is alive around you is to respect life and love. Understanding the deceased's choice of death is also love. It can be seen that Luan Zhu and Liu Mian's mother's love for Liu Mian, although in different ways, the result is the same.

Luan Zhu and Liu Mian's mother left the mining area and came to the Micro Research Institute on time at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Jiang Hechuan announced the start of the memorial service. The scene was grand and special. The mourning hall in the auditorium is made of pine branches. There was no body, so Jiang Hechuan took the photo from Liu Mian's personal resume to the photo studio and enlarged it in two, one for the posthumous portrait and the other in the ice coffin. All major enterprises in the city have basically sent representatives to participate in the condolences, and wreaths are placed on both sides of the auditorium. Jiang Hechuan briefly recounted Liu Mian's life in his eulogy, and did not say too many deeds. But in terms of ideals and pursuits, she was fully affirmed and highly evaluated. At the end, he said, "Liu Mian loves his work and is loyal to his duties; diligent in thinking; Be brave and explore. Not only do they have a good grasp of professional knowledge, but they also have unique insights into the theory of the universe. Her disappearance is like a bud that is gone; Her departure is like a nova. Her misfortune shows us that in the field of science, although there is no rain of bullets, there are also dangers. As a scientist, you have to work hard for a long time, and you will have to sacrifice at any time. Alack! The deceased is gone, leaving only regrets; Beautiful! The survivor is determined and willing to take on the burden. Let us remember and mourn the dead through the remembrance of the dead; lay its heroic soul; Following his legacy; Fulfill his long-cherished wish. Follow the route of its unfinished business, overcome obstacles, and gradually go further. ”

Secretary Qiu Zhiqian, accompanied by Comrade Lu Xufei, Secretary General of the Municipal Party Committee, personally sent flowers to Liu Mian. He also observed a long silence in front of the mourning hall to express his deep condolences and high respect for a scientist who dedicated his life to science. The attitude of the municipal party committee towards the death of an ordinary scientific and technological personnel is so solemn, which is really a blessing for the people; A blessing to the nation. Luan Zhu was very pleased, and Liu Mian's mother was even more moved.

Ying Yingning, who has been following closely, has been tracking and reporting the entire content of the memorial service. Since then, more people have known Liu Mian's story through the news, remembered Liu Mian's name, and also known the "Charming Valley".

Director Zheng quickly approved Jiang Hechuan's request, "I hope that Comrade Luan Zhu will stay in the Micro Research Institute to work in consideration of the need to take care of the lonely and widowed mothers of the female team members." And according to Luan Zhu's doctorate, he was given the position of deputy director.

As the sun set, Liu Mian's mother was about to go into the house to cook after burning paper money for her daughter at the grave in the vegetable garden, when Luan Zhu came back riding a brand-new Hongdu motorcycle.

"Mom! Have you eaten dinner? ”

"Not yet! I am preparing to do it. ”

"You rest, I'll do it." Luan Zhu put away the motorcycle, "Mom! I have good news for you, I was approved by my superiors to stay in the institute for a long time. In the future, you can often come to accompany your passport. ”

"Luan Zhu, you are a person with a conscience. It's a pity that my family's Liu Mian has a thin life and can't wait by your side. Liu Mian's mother looked regretful.

"Mom! Don't say that, it's my blessing that I don't have the opportunity to take care of her. Luan Zhu said and entered the kitchen, turned on the stove and prepared to cook, "Mom, I have a plan to put 200,000 pensions in the bank in your name for twenty years. I will receive interest every month for your living expenses, and I will be responsible for making up for the insufficient part. I've bought a new motorbike now and can come back every day, you have to arrange a room for me. ”

"That's good! You can make up your mind about the money, and just vacate Liu Mian's room for the problem of living. But," Liu Mian's mother said worriedly, "Will your parents agree?" ”

"My parents don't have a problem, just go back and see them during the holidays. My parents are under 50 years old and can take care of themselves. I also have a younger brother at home who helps my father with his business, so there will be no problem. Luan Zhu washed the rice and poured it into the pressure cooker, added water and put it on the stove, and then said: "I live in the willow room, and the furnishings of the room are as they are, I think it is so kind." Mom! Speaking from the heart, the willow in my heart will always be alive. ”

"Luan Zhu, with your heart, Liu Mian can also smile at Jiuquan." Liu Mian's mother said with confidence: "Good people will be rewarded in the end, and I believe that you will definitely make a difference." ”

"Mom! Thank you for your blessings and value, I won't let you down. Luan Zhu said with confidence.

Disasters are always inevitable, and so are injuries. We can't say no to disaster, but we can reduce the damage. Hate often multiplies calamities, but love reduces harm. O people who have to face disasters! Can you hate less? Can you love more?