In the past few days, he has been more active than a young man and runs faster.
The coffin had to be loaded onto the ship, and the entire funeral procession had to board as well. After reaching the other side, they would have to continue their journey by car.
This time, because the top compartment had been removed, the coffin was placed in the open air, and all the Nie family members gathered around it. As the ship sailed slowly, everyone chatted in twos and threes, or, like Nie Jiajun, who was so sleepy that he took a nap.
Only Nie Zhao remained interested, moving closer to his wife to continue their previous conversation.
But it's not too difficult to ask directly and bluntly.
Moreover, Nie Zhao values privacy in marriage and doesn't want to ask questions proactively.
He just stared at the cars parked on the opposite bank and the nuns and nuns performing rituals to welcome them on the dock. He patted the side of the boat and said softly, "I think that Zhao Yue, the 'Zhao Sir,' has a strong core. He should have no fear or anxiety in his life, and no problems. I think he must have a very strong mind."
It's not far from the other side, and especially for such a large ship, it only serves as a transfer point.
Furthermore, the special reason for taking a boat is to symbolize reaching the other shore directly, which means that Nie Rong has been successfully delivered to the afterlife.
The wind was calm and the boat was moving slowly, so all that could be heard was the roar of the motor pumping water.
Chen Rou was looking at the opposite bank, but suddenly turned around and smiled, saying, "If we went out on the street and asked any random person if they were confident that they were better at business than you, do you think they would nod and admit it?"
Nie Zhao paused for a moment, thought about it again, and shook his head, saying, "Probably not."
Fearing she wouldn't be able to take good care of the child, A-Yuan was with the nanny in the lower cabin, chatting alone.
Chen Rou smiled again and said, "That's right. In your eyes, Battalion Commander Zhao Yue is a strongman on the battlefield. He is indestructible and invincible. But in his eyes, and in the eyes of many others, you are also a strongman, unmatched by anyone."
Nie Zhao finally understood why his wife had suddenly wanted to tell him about Battalion Commander Zhao.
He thought Battalion Commander Zhao was invincible, but in reality, he was shouldering such an important mission. The leaders would assign new missions from time to time, and each mission was extremely difficult. Every task could only succeed and could not fail.
Otherwise, if Nie Zhao were to get into trouble, it would only be a laughing stock in Hong Kong, while Battalion Commander Zhao would be a sinner in history for making a mistake.
However, Nie Zhao had something to say about Battalion Commander Zhao, and he had to make it clear to his wife.
He gazed at the approaching opposite shore and said calmly, "Inspector Zhao, there's no need to overthink things and put unnecessary pressure on yourself. In Hong Kong, it's not just us; there are many, many people who are spontaneously extending a helping hand to help them."
He added, "During this period, knowing that they were transporting supplies, at midnight, many citizens tacitly agreed to take a ferry rather than drive and block the Hung Hom Tunnel. Those who are virtuous receive much help, even if it is silent."
Chen Rou knew that some people were making things difficult for Battalion Commander Zhao and his men, but many more were quietly helping them.
That wasn't what she wanted to say. She said, "Similarly, there are also many people who have been quietly helping you."
Nie Zhao was stunned, turning his head to look at his wife, seemingly not quite understanding what she meant.
Chen Rou then said, “You always like to nitpick, always look for your mistakes, and always think about the consequences of making a mistake. But you’ve overlooked one thing: Uncle Liang, with his arm wrapped in bandages, was helping you through gritted teeth. Uncle Ming hasn’t slept for three days and is also helping you. Accidents are bound to happen when you do things. But Chen Ke and Yue Zhongqi have been here since yesterday morning, silently watching and helping you through accidents that we didn’t even notice.”
Nie Zhao remained silent for a long time before saying, "But they came because of you."
Chen Rou smiled at her husband and said, "But the reason I am standing here is because of you. Because of you, I have many friends and supporters."
Just like Liang Lisheng's accident, and the accident that almost happened during the live broadcast, they all seem accidental, but in fact they were destined to happen.
But Zhao Yue would grab Colonel Wali's hand at the crucial moment, and Yue Zhongqi would arrive at the scene under the pretense of getting beaten up, his eyes fixed on the potential accident.
Everything that seems accidental is actually inevitable, and every crisis will be resolved.
Just then, the boat stopped, and the monks who had been surrounding the boat all came out, chanting incantations. Nie Zhao heard eight words in their long incantations: "Turning misfortune into good fortune, turning disaster into auspiciousness."
To turn misfortune into good fortune and to find auspiciousness in adversity is a universal and cherished aspiration of all people.
The coffin that was being hoisted up at this moment, which had almost crushed Nie Zhao to death, had just escaped a close call.
Nie Zhao was finally guided by his wife to deconstruct the whole incident from another perspective, and his anxiety vanished.
Yes, crises will always occur, but just as he silently helped Battalion Commander Zhao behind the scenes, many other people also silently helped him behind the scenes. Therefore, he will surely be able to turn misfortune into good fortune.
It was time to disembark, but Nie Zhao lingered, his gaze fixed on his wife. He watched as she helped Nie Han up and they descended the steps together. He saw the half-dead Nie Yao, Nie Jiajun yawning and being dragged along by Uncle Ming, and Nie Jiayu humming a tune as she passed by. He continued watching his wife descend the stairs and disappear into the direction she went.
Nie Zhao felt no sadness, but rather a joy he was experiencing for the first time.
The sky was blue, the sea was green, and the wind was gentle, but even all of them combined couldn't compare to the comfort, joy, and ease that his wife's words had brought Nie Zhao.
Nie Zhao wasn't sure whether Nie Rong could be manually guided to the other side by the great monk, the Taoist priest, and Uncle Ming.
But one thing is certain: Miss Chen Rou alone can free him from all the demons in his heart.
She stood there because of him; those were the most beautiful and moving words of love Nie Zhao had ever heard in his life.
At that moment, he felt like he was floating on air!
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