When the afterglow of the summer sunset fell on the funeral home, brothers Cheng Sijin and Cheng Siyu, who had rushed back, arrived with their wives, bursting into tears.
There is a kind of pain, that is the heart-wrenching pain of losing a loving father, which can penetrate your heart.
The father who had tirelessly taught and helped them was now separated from them, which was an unbearable burden in life.
For Cheng Sijin and his brother, it will be a lifelong regret that they did not see their old father before his death, and they did not even have a final reunion dinner together.
But isn’t it the same for Cheng Ruzhu?
An atmosphere of sadness enveloped the funeral home.
This is really not a good place.
Zhou Jiao couldn't believe that one day in the future, she would also experience such pain. Listening to their cries, she burst into tears.
No matter how many contributions a person has made to the country in the past, no matter how grand the memorial service is, death is the end of everything.
After taking a final look at the tombstones at Babaoshan, Zhou Jiao supported Old Lady Cheng and left without daring to look back.
She was really scared of this place and just hoped that she would never go to this damn place again.
But things are unpredictable, no matter what she wishes.
Just as she worried, after seeing off Mr. Cheng, the old lady collapsed that day, falling into Zhou Jiao's arms.
Zhou Jiao stared blankly at the door of the emergency room, feeling confused.
She knew that the relative who loved her, protected her, and made her realize her grandmother's kindness could not be kept and was really going to leave.
It's useless, it can't be saved.
As soon as the old man passed away, the old lady's heart followed him. She was thinking about her husband in the underworld, worried that he was lonely, and she could not forget the words that they would accompany each other on the road to the underworld.
The door to the emergency room opened, and the chief doctor who came out first shook his head at the family members, "You, you go see the old lady for the last time..."
Zhou Jiao's eyes darkened when she heard this and she bit her lips hard. Could someone tell her that she was in a dream and that what was coming could not be escaped.
The Cheng family members went in one after another. Zhou Jiao didn't have the courage to face it all, and just looked at those people coming in and out stupidly.
Zhou Xiaozheng looked at his daughter leaning on his son-in-law's arms and stroked her head. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Look at your dad. Dad is here."
Cheng Ruzhu walked out, tears streaming down her face, and said to the family surrounding Zhou Jiao, "Brother, please go in quickly. My mother wants to see you."
Zhou Xiaozheng turned his head stiffly and glanced at her.
Zhang Guoqing squeezed Zhou Jiao's hands and said, "Wife, let's go and see the old lady."
Zhou Jiao had woken up when her father was talking to her. She nodded slightly, stood up, and shook her head slightly at her worried sons on the side.
When Zhou Xiaozheng brought his family in, the room was already crowded with the children and grandchildren of the Cheng family. They automatically made room for each other and all looked at the old lady who was leaning there.
I don’t know if it’s a last gasp.
At this moment, Old Lady Cheng was looking at them as they walked in, smiling as usual.
"Auntie..."
The old lady grabbed Zhou Xiaozheng's hand with both hands and patted it. "Don't be sad, everyone will have this day when they get old. According to the fortune teller, I have already lived for more than ten years."
“…”
The old lady looked at Miao Lishan, Zhou Jiao, and Zhang Guoqing and his son standing behind him, and said with a smile: "I see my eldest sister and brother-in-law and can finally tell them the good news."
"Aunt."
"Grandma."
The old lady looked at Zhou Xiaozheng kindly and said, "You did a great job."
Zhou Xiaozheng fought back tears and said, "I haven't done enough. I haven't been able to spend enough time with you, old man, and I haven't fulfilled my filial duty."
"What a silly child."
Zhou Xiaozheng's nose felt sore and he could no longer hold back his tears - from now on, no one would call him a silly child, and there would no longer be an old woman like a mother who would care about him.
On this day, the day when Mr. Cheng was buried, at 8:40 in the evening, Mrs. Cheng passed away with a smile, following closely behind her husband.
Unlike Mr. Cheng's departure, the old lady's departure took away the laughter for a while, especially when Miao Lishan blurted out several things and I went to discuss it with the old lady.
Seeing Zhou Jiao getting thinner, Zhang Guoqing had to find a way to cheer her up.
"Wife, have you noticed that Dad has lost a lot of weight recently? Last night in the living room, I even noticed that Dad has several white hairs."
The more Zhang Guoqing spoke, the more he noticed his wife's brows furrowing even more. "He's also worried about whether you've lost your appetite lately. He looks a lot older."
Zhou Jiao couldn't sit still any longer, "Is there really white hair?"
"Maybe I'm seeing things. Why don't you go and take a look? He's still in the study, reading documents. He's even had his midnight snack and still hasn't gone to bed. Mom says he only sleeps a few hours a day."
Zhou Jiao pulled him up with one hand, "Come on, let's go downstairs. Dad is really something. Didn't I tell him not to work too hard? He's not young anymore, and you, you too..."
A smile flashed in Zhang Guoqing's eyes, and he quickly promised, "Yes, I will take care of my health from now on. I want to live with you for 200 years."
Zhou Jiao burst out laughing, "Nonsense, two hundred years old? You might as well say you're striving for immortality."
When Zhang Guoqing saw her smile, he was immediately overjoyed.
He said that his father-in-law was his wife's nemesis, and he was easily provoked. The old lady was gone, so he couldn't just wallow in grief. He had already given his wife two weeks, which was enough.
This little body has been accompanying the old lady for such a long time since Mr. Cheng fell ill. If it is delayed any further, she will really die.
For those who are too stubborn, we can only divert their attention. Fortunately, it was right.
In the study, Zhou Jiao looked at Zhou Xiaozheng nervously, took his pulse, and checked his hair on his head before she breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Zhang Guoqing was exaggerating a bit, she knew that she could not be depressed anymore.
The dead cannot be brought back, the living are the most important. She still has to take good care of her beloved family, not for anything else, just to live a good life.
Especially her parents, she wants them to spend more time with her, so in addition to providing them with food and clothing, she also has to make them happy.
Zhou Jiao, lost in thought, didn't notice the smiles exchanged between Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing, the father-in-law and son-in-law. Of course, even if she had noticed, she would only be touched by their thoughtfulness.
Along with the passing of the old lady and her husband, good news came one after another from abroad in the letters from Miao Tianming, and soon Zhou Jiao's attention began to be distracted.
It is completely different with a professional financial manager. The commission you spend will immediately realize its value.
The other party is more proficient in international financial analysis, and with the help of the Miao family's small team, the profit from oil futures is even more impressive than she originally imagined.
Just as Miao Tianming’s latest letter asked Zhou Jiao whether she wanted to activate futures leverage?
Towards the end of this hot summer, the Iran-Iraq War broke out...
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