Sun Mei burst into tears when she heard this, and she looked at her wife excitedly, and couldn't help but bow her head and weep.

Xu Ruizhe and his wife, Zhao Xiaojuan, were also infected. However, Zhao Xiaojuan was not far behind at this time, and when she just wanted to confess, she was pinched by her husband next to her and had to keep her mouth shut.

On the way back, Zhao Xiaojuan sat in the passenger seat and frowned at her husband, who was driving: "Everyone is willing to be the son and daughter-in-law of teachers and mothers." Look at the two elders who moved them. Why don't you say it, and don't let me speak? ”

Xu Ruizhe smiled indifferently: "Teacher, the pain of losing their son is still there, and they shouldn't be too excited." If we get involved again, won't we make the scene cry? ”

Zhao Xiaojuan recalled the scene at that time and couldn't help nodding: "Well, it's better for you to be sensible." ”

Xu Ruizhe pondered: "Actually, we don't need to express what the teacher wants to express only verbally, we should have a specific action. ”

Zhao Xiaojuan stared at her husband curiously, thinking a little in her heart.

Xu Ruizhe changed the subject: "Are you going home or going back to the hospital?" ”

"Back to the hospital, of course. I'm just taking a few hours off. ”

"Okay."

Xu Ruizhe finally parked the car near the gate of the First People's Hospital of Danhai City.

Zhao Xiaojuan immediately opened the door and got out of the car, not forgetting to tell her husband a few words.

Xu Ruizhe did not leave immediately, and watched his wife's graceful back disappear into the door, and then withdrew his appreciative gaze.

His wife, Zhao Xiaojuan, is an angel in white, and has been promoted to department head because of her outstanding work. She is two years younger than Xu Ruizhe, similar to Jiang Wanrong, although she is not as beautiful as Jiang Wanrong, she is also one of the best beauties in a hundred. Her patients have always touted her as a 'beautiful doctor', not just an honorific title.

Xu Ruizhe didn't have time to think about it, so he started the car and drove straight to the city government. It's almost the end of the year, and as the deputy mayor, he has to be busy for the country and the people again.

In the afternoon of the same day, Ye Zihe packed up and was about to go out, which was the first time he had gone out of the house after suffering the pain of losing his son.

When Sun Mei saw that he was leaving, she couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?" ”

Ye Zihe replied softly: "I'll go find Lao Jiang." ”

Sun Mei was shocked: "You want to find Rong Rong's father?" ”

"Well, I'd like to talk to him."

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Zihe sighed: "There have been a lot of things that have happened to their Jiang family recently. I should have gone over and unblocked it. ”

Sun Mei was a little angry: "Our Xiaohui is gone, and people haven't come to see us." ”

Ye Zihe pondered: "In the matter of Rong Rong's divorce. Lao Jiang not only wants to cut off the father-daughter relationship with his daughter, but also angers me. If it weren't for me, her daughter wouldn't have been able to contact Hong Ming. In the matter of Rong Rong and Jing Hao's divorce, I don't think we did a good job of their baby daughter's ideological work. ”

Sun Mei's face was gloomy, and she was too lazy to dissuade her wife. She was a staunch supporter of Jiang Wanrong at that time. As a senior teacher, she not only likes to restore the truth of the incident, but also longs for the original things to be in place.

Ye Zihe left the house, like an ordinary civilian, and waved to the street where the car passed.

A taxi soon approached him.

A quarter of an hour later, he rang the door of the Jiang family.

Ding dong!

With a crisp doorbell, a string of shredded footsteps came from the door.

Because Ye Zihe was a guest, he raised his hand to comb the silver-white messy hair on his head.

Crunch!

The door was slowly pushed open, and an old lady with the same gray hair stuck out her head, and when she saw him, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Teacher Ye!?" ”

Ye Zihe recognized her Jiang Wanrong's old mother at a glance, so he forced a smile: "Brother and sister, don't come to harm, I took the liberty of coming to the door to disturb me." ”

Jiang's mother didn't care about greeting him, and shouted inside while opening the door wide: "Lao Jiang! Teacher Ye is here! ”

As soon as Ye Zihe was let into the threshold by Jiang's mother, he saw an old man hurrying out of the back room, and as soon as he met him, he let out a shocked voice: "Teacher Ye, why are you here?" ”

Ye Zihe still smiled with a smile on his face: "We brothers haven't seen each other for many days, so I came here to visit you and my younger siblings." ”

This old man is Jiang Qichen, the head of the Jiang family. He was a little at a loss in the face of Ye Zihe, who suddenly visited, so he had to glance at his wife: "Hurry up and make tea for Teacher Ye!" ”

Jiang's mother's brain seemed to be activated from a short circuit, and she immediately opened up as a housewife, giving up her seat and pouring water on Ye Zihe.

Father Jiang's eyes never left Ye Zihe's expression, maybe he thought in his heart that the other party must have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace.

Ye Zihe did not take the lead in speaking, but lowered his head and tasted a few sips of warm tea, which was right to moisten his throat.

Father Jiang had to break the silence: "Teacher Ye, I heard that your son died in an overseas peacekeeping mission, I feel quite a pity, and I wanted to go over to mourn it." ”

Ye Zihe let out a faint sadness: "His body has not returned to China yet, and the aftermath has not begun." ”

"Oh, when will his body be brought home?"

"The United Nations is holding a memorial service for him at the place where he was killed. Can't wait a few days. ”

"How did you get back?"

"The organization has sent a special plane to directly airlift his coffin back."

Father Jiang's eyes lit up: "This is the highest standard." ”

Ye Zihe's expression was heavy: "The organization has to insist on doing this." Call him a national martyr. ”

Father Jiang sighed: "He was originally a martyr, and he shed his last drop of blood for world peace. ”

Jiang's mother said regretfully: "Your son's name is Xiaohui, right?" What a shame... Still so young. ”

Ye Zihe's eyebrows revealed a hint of awe: "He is a soldier and may die at any time." He died a well-deserved death! ”

Father Jiang recalled his military experience and couldn't help but be in awe: "Xiaohui is good. When will his body be brought back? I'll definitely pick you up. ”

Ye Zihe was stunned: "Lao Jiang, you are also over the age of old, and you still don't go." ”

"No, I must go! As a revolutionary soldier, Xiaohui defended the honor of Chinese soldiers with his life. Although I have been discharged from the army for many years, I have always maintained a strong affection for the army, and as a veteran, it is natural for me to take my comrades-in-arms back home. ”

Ye Zihe had no time to dwell on this matter with him, and began to get to the point: "The purpose of my coming today is actually to say hello to you. ”

The Jiang family's parents were stunned at the same time: "Daoxi? ”

"Yes, and it's three joys!"

Father Jiang blinked his confused eyes: "Which three joys?" ”

"First of all, my student Jianping, who used traditional Chinese medicine to overcome the stubborn disease 'fishy fever' that has plagued the local area for many years in country K, thousands of miles away, not only promoted traditional Chinese medicine, but also fought for the motherland. As a military doctor, he also defended the honor of Chinese soldiers. He is the calling card for the world to know our rising power! ”

The Jiang family's parents faced his praise with gorgeous words, and their proud expressions were overflowing. In fact, the son's achievements were the capital they showed off to their neighbors a few days ago.

Of course, in front of Ye Zihe, he did not forget to return to the other party: "Jianping has such an achievement, which is also the result of your education as a teacher." We, the Jiang family, would like to thank you very much. ”

Ye Zihe's pale brows were not lacking in pride: "I have been a scholar all my life, and I am extremely proud to be able to teach such a good student during my short teaching period." However, I'm not just a student of Kenpei who I'm proud of. There are several others in their class of '94 that I am proud of and proud of. ”

Father Jiang Nuo Nuo repeatedly: "That's that, that's." ”

Ye Zihe's words changed: "Rong Rong is also an outstanding one. ”

The faces of the Jiang family's parents changed sharply, and they were speechless for a long time.

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