Chapter 342: The Great Man Passes Away

The classroom was quiet, except for the teacher's unhurried lecture, and the students were taking notes with attentive expressions.

"What's wrong with you today?" Ji Yue looked at Su Qingyun and finally couldn't help but ask her.

As soon as he came this morning, he was keenly aware that Su Qingyun's mood was not quite right, in the previous classes, she would write, paint, and calculate problems, and in one class time, although she didn't listen to the class much, she was not idle, but from this morning to now, she was in a state of being in a daze, and from time to time she glanced out of the window, looking restless and losing her soul.

What the hell is wrong with her?

"Huh?" Su Qingyun came back to his senses and looked at Ji Yue with a worried face, "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night." ”

She had something on her mind, and she barely slept all night last night.

Su Qingyun glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already half past three, she pursed her lips, it's fast, it's fast, that moment is coming.

Ji Yue frowned and looked at her, but he still didn't continue to ask.

Su Qingyun looked at the time without blinking, and finally, at a few minutes after four o'clock in the afternoon, when all the classrooms of the town middle school were in class, the only radio on the campus suddenly sounded, interrupting the teachers' lectures.

"All teachers and students in the school, please suspend classes, please suspend classes, and now broadcast a major news." The heavy voice of the principal of the town middle school rang out.

Su Qingyun closed his eyes and came.

All the teachers and students fell silent, listening to the headmaster read word by word on the radio, and when they listened closely, they could see that his voice was choked.

"At 4 o'clock this afternoon, after receiving a notice from the national radio station, all departments across the country jointly issued a "Letter to the Whole Army, the Whole Army, and the People of All Ethnic Groups in the Country", solemnly announcing that the great leader of our country passed away in the capital due to illness at 0:10 on September 9, 1976 in the capital of China, at the age of 83.

"We will always cherish and praise his great achievements in the revolutionary career, these will forever shine in the annals of history, he dedicated his life to the Chinese people, he is a great patriot and national hero, his brilliance will always shine on our way forward, history and the people will always remember him!"

The two-hundred-word notice to the principal was spoken intermittently on the radio, and several times he lost his voice because of choking, and he could barely speak.

The headmaster held on and repeated it three times.

In the huge campus, there was silence, even the sound of the wind blowing through the fallen leaves could be heard, and the teachers and students of the school stood still, their mechanical brains could not function at all, and they could not respond to the words on the radio.

The scorching sun outside the window suddenly receded into the clouds, and the sky suddenly darkened, just like everyone's hearts at this moment, which were covered with a layer of shadow.

How so? How could it go so suddenly? Shouldn't a great man like him live a long life? He should be like the sun in the sky, shining on them forever!

Everyone didn't react for a long time, I don't know how long it took, suddenly there was a slight sobbing, and then the sound became louder and louder, and more and more people made cries, and soon, the entire campus sounded extremely painful cries, and the grief and shock in the crying were unobstructed.

Su Qingyun sat in this crying, her eyes gradually moistened, she shed tears, although she had long been mentally prepared, but at this moment, she still empathized with everyone in this era, and felt sad about the passing of a generation of great people.

For her in her previous life, this may just be a major event in history, and if she didn't experience it herself, she wouldn't know what it would be like to be in this situation.

Su Qingyun finally understood that even if the butterfly instigated its wings, the historical process would still continue to move forward, and she could not change any direction.

The boulder in the torrent of history finally crashed into her butterfly, which suddenly broke in, and the strong tremor made her weightless, and even her soul was numb from head to toe.

Ji Yue's eyes were also red, he turned his head to look at Su Qingyun who was stunned, and suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, I don't know why, he always felt that Qingyun seemed to have expected something.

No, no, no, it can't be, who could have predicted the matter of life and death? Ji Yue felt that his guess was a little too ridiculous, and soon, this idea disappeared without a trace.

This scene in the town middle school, at this moment, is still happening all over the country, and the whole country is crying.

There was such a big event, and the school was no longer in class, Su Qingyun and Xia Qiu were walking on the way home, and the town government's cars and alleys broadcast the radio, announcing the sad news, and they cried endlessly all the way.

The two did not speak all the way and returned to the village in silence.

In the busy farming season, this time should have been the end of work, but there was no one in the village, and a heavy atmosphere enveloped the whole village, so oppressive that people could not breathe.

Su Qingyun understood that the news had also reached the village.

When she got home, she saw the family sitting at the table in a daze, with food on the table, but no one moved, and everyone was silently crying.

Seeing Su Qingyun enter the door, Wu Guixiang raised her eyes that were already swollen from crying, and reluctantly said, "Bao, are you back?" Come and eat. ”

The family also seemed to have just come back to their senses, quickly wiped their tears, picked up chopsticks, and picked up the rice bowl, but the sadness on their faces was still clearly visible.

"Let's eat, everyone." Wu Guixiang greeted everyone weakly.

Everyone began to move in silence and mechanically, silently picking up food, no one spoke, and a dull atmosphere spread in the room.

"Woo woo ......" eating and eating, Zhang Xinlan whimpered, lowered her head, tears had already smashed into the meal, she put the bowl on the table, she couldn't hold it anymore, and cried, "You say, why did God take him away, the best person in the world?" ”

Zhang Xinlan has no culture, and she doesn't know anything about family and country affairs, she only knows that if it weren't for that person, they wouldn't have their current life, everything now, such a good person should live for a thousand years, why is God so blind?

Her crying caused a chain reaction, and everyone cried again, and in the house, there were heart-wrenching cries, and the meal could not be eaten at all.

Su Qingyun looked at everyone's sad faces, and her nose was sour, if she hadn't come to this era, a few decades later, young people living in a peaceful and prosperous era might not be able to imagine the admiration of people in this era for great people.

The departure of the great man has affected too many people, he is not only the leader of this country, but also the person who is most respected in the hearts of countless people.