On the day before July 7, several families flew to Chongqing to meet up with other families and go to visit the old man's grave together. The children cried very sadly, and Luo Qiao also cried with red eyes.

If he was sick and lying in bed, having everyone take care of him for a while, there would be a transition and mental preparation. Maybe everyone's mood would be different. After all, everyone will have such a day. But the old man didn't make anyone tired that day, and he left quietly like that.

After returning to Beijing from Chongqing, Gu Qianru fell ill and was on intravenous drip for several days in the staff hospital. Every day, several daughters-in-law would come with their children to accompany her, making her fellow patients envious.

Everyone says that Gu Qianru is lucky.

Luo Qiao would come over after get off work every day to see if she was feeling better, give her a massage, and give her some advice. She was the one who had accompanied the old man the longest and knew that she was feeling bad.

This summer vacation, several children were sent to their eldest uncle's house to participate in training with the children in the military compound.

Since the children went to live with their eldest uncle, Luo Qiao moved to the police families' compound.

Seeing Luo Qiao lying on the rocking chair reading a book, Lu Yichen brewed a pot of tea and came over: "Qiaoqiao, what are your plans? Will the children stay here when school starts again, or go back to the second courtyard?"

Luo Qiao said after a long while: "Then let's move back to the second courtyard. Yanyan and Yueyue will be junior high school students when school starts. The teaching quality of the junior high school over there is good and it is close to home. In this way, the two of them can live together. Plus, they have skills, so we can rest assured.

As for the three younger ones, they will be in the fourth grade at the beginning of the semester. I will come back in a few days to discuss with them and see if they want to transfer schools."

Lu Yichen nodded: "Okay, let's settle it. With Yanyan and Yueyue's grades, it won't be a problem for them to go to any school."

As the two were talking, Shen Juan came in with a bowl of jelly: "Oh, Director Lu is at home too?"

Lu Yichen smiled and said, "Well, take a rest today."

Luo Qiao sat up: "What are you carrying?"

Luo Qiao slapped his head, thinking of this year's severe floods, and spoke to Shen Juan absentmindedly.

After Shen Juan left, Luo Qiao asked Lu Yichen to put the jelly in the kitchen, and she called Jing Wanpeng: "Hello, Brother Peng, I'm Luo Qiao."

"Why did you call?"

"Brother Peng, this year is 1998, shouldn't we do something in advance?"

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a long time: "Okay, I got it. I'll send the news to the higher-ups so they can pay attention and make early plans to minimize the losses."

"Okay, please."

"There's no need for us two to be so polite."

After hanging up the phone, he called Xu Shifan again, found an excuse, briefly explained the situation, and required the branch in the south to take flood prevention measures in advance for the first-class bases and other industries along the line to minimize unnecessary losses.

Xu Shifan made urgent arrangements and, based on the principle that it is better to believe it than not, asked the southern branch to take immediate action.

At the same time, Luo Qiao also found an excuse to mention this news to Lu Yichen, asking him to find an opportunity to report the matter to his superiors and remind his comrades along the Yangtze River. After all, this matter cannot be announced in a high-profile manner.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

I just hope Jing Wanpeng and Lu Yichen can be more powerful.

(End of this chapter)