Liu Hannan has not found a job yet and is still playing games at home. He volunteered to help his brother run errands. Liu Handong readily agreed and his brother finally became sensible.
After leaving home, Liu Handong took out the remote control key and pressed it. A black Audi A6L in the distance flashed its lights twice. Hannan became excited: "A6! Brother, I believe it. You are really rehabilitated."
Liu Handong asked curiously: "You don't believe my words until you see the car. What's the point?"
Liu Hannan ran over and pointed to the car license under the windshield and said: "The city government pass, Jiangbei Heavy Industry internal pass, and this license plate number are not something ordinary people can get."
The two brothers got in the car and went back to Binhe Community to get their household registration books. As soon as they parked the car in front of the building, a pair of eyes appeared on the building opposite. It was an alert old woman. Seeing Liu Handong appear, she immediately picked up the cordless phone at home and dialed the police station number.
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"Hey, Xiao Zhang, the surveillance target has appeared. Come quickly! If it's too late, the person will run away!"
In the police station, Xiao Zhang hurried to the director's office to report, stammering: "Director of the station, Liu Handong is back."
The director said: "What happened when you came back? This person's surveillance has been lifted. Didn't I tell you?"
Xiao Zhang said oh and left angrily.
Liu Handong took his family's household registration book and the ashes and went out. A group of old ladies with red armbands surrounded him and stopped him in a desperate manner.
"What are you doing?" Liu Handong asked curiously.
The aunt who called the police couldn't wait for the police, so she simply organized a few dancers from the security team to detain Liu Handong. They were very smart and used a strategy, saying that your family's property fee was owed, so go to the neighborhood committee with us to pay it.
Liu Handong had an epiphany and said, "Why go to the neighborhood committee? Go directly to the police station. I will go with you."
The aunts looked at each other, thinking that this guy should surrender. Since he is willing, it saves us the trouble of taking action. Let's go. So a group of aunts cheered and escorted Liu Handong towards the police station.
Liu Handong went to the police station to apply for a death certificate, but the police station refused to issue one. They said there were only ashes but no body. Who can prove that a person is really dead? It was against the rules. Liu Handong didn't talk nonsense to them. He just took the ashes and left. Auntie
Everyone was dumbfounded, why didn't the police arrest him?
The aunt went to Xiao Zhang and asked. Xiao Zhang said, I don't know either. It said that this person has been released from wanted status. You should keep a close eye on him and report any abnormal situations to the office at any time.
Liu Handong drove to the cemetery. He wanted to buy a cemetery for his grandfather. There are two cemeteries in Jiangbei City, one is the Jiangbei Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery, and the other is the cemetery run by the Civil Affairs Bureau. According to his identity, his grandfather wanted to be buried in the cemetery, but he couldn't find it.
At the cemetery office, the other party gave various reasons and asked Liu Handong to produce a series of supporting documents.
"My grandfather is a retired cadre and the former deputy commander of the Jiangbei Military Division. According to regulations, he can enter the cemetery." Liu Handong took out his grandfather's retirement certificate, military medals, and old photos.
The staff looked at it and said: "No, the deceased was not of a high level, and he was retired from the Grain Bureau. He should be treated according to local personnel. Deputy director level is not allowed to enter the cemetery."
Liu Handong argued hard, but the staff firmly disagreed and said, don't try to reason with us, just go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to issue a certificate and the director can sign and you can get in.
So Liu Handong went to the Civil Affairs Bureau again. Didn't the director just ask him to meet him in person? The staff below made various excuses, saying that no one had done this business for a long time, and there was no space in the Martyrs Cemetery. The relevant documents were also set in the 1990s.
, it’s hard to say whether it’s applicable or not. You’d better go to the cemetery and buy a burial plot.
Liu Handong lamented, "I can control the situation outside, but when I get home, I have to be kicked around by a bunch of clerks. What the hell is this world like?"
Liu Hannan gave him advice: "Brother, you have to find someone you know. Don't you know Zhou Wen? Ask him to say hello. It will definitely help."
Liu Handong said: "My grandfather is a serious veteran revolutionary. His comrades are all lying in the Martyrs Cemetery. Why can't he."
Liu Hannan said: "My grandfather's units have been abolished and have no organization. He has lived too long. All the people of his generation are dead, and almost all the people of the generation after him are dead. If you don't want to bother,
Just buy a good cemetery to bury grandpa, there’s no point fighting for that face.”
What his brother said makes sense, he should be buried in peace, and his grandfather never disputed these false reputations during his lifetime, so Liu Handong went to the Civil Affairs Bureau Cemetery to buy the best tomb.
The best tomb in the cemetery had been bought long ago, leaving only the second-best tomb, which cost 80,000 yuan. Liu Handong bought it on the spot by swiping his card.
Then he informed his relatives to hold a memorial service. Although his uncle did not agree to hold a memorial service, Liu Handong felt that this ceremony was indispensable. In addition to his relatives, he also personally visited the Jiangbei Military Division to explain his intention. The staff officer on duty paid great attention to it.
The army files were checked on the spot and it was confirmed that Liu Xiaoyong had indeed served as deputy commander of the military division. He said he would report to the commander and send personnel to attend the memorial service.
After a busy time, Liu Handong returned to Binhe Community and found several wreaths placed at the door of his unit. The elegiac couplet was signed by Lu Tianming of Jiangbei Heavy Industry. A warm current passed through his heart. Mr. Lu, you pay attention to people.
The office staff of Jiangbei Heavy Industry were waiting nearby. When Liu Handong came back, he came up to shake hands and said that if he needed anything, he could just ask. Someone in the group had a car and would ensure that the funeral would be a decent one. Liu Handong expressed his gratitude again and again.
Liu Hannan said: "Brother, let me buy some funeral supplies, small white flowers, black armbands, candles, paper money and so on."
Liu Handong gave him the car keys: "Drive carefully."
Hannan went happily. After getting in the car, he sent a WeChat message to Xia Mengxue and asked her to go for a ride.
In the afternoon, the uncle and his wife came, and relatives came one after another. There are actually many relatives in the Liu family, but Liu Xiaoyong is the only male in his generation, and the others are aunts. Their descendants have foreign surnames and have been passed down from generation to generation.
Many people who came here no longer interacted with each other. Those who came were all elders in their sixties or seventies, all dressed simply. They were not officials or businessmen, they were ordinary people.
Relatives sat together and chatted about home affairs. They said that the old man had lived to be a hundred years old and it was a celebration and a funeral that had to be celebrated in a big way.
The uncle said with a sad face that he had no money. Hannan hadn't bought a house yet, got married, and didn't even have a job. The family really didn't have the ability to do anything big. Besides, the old man didn't like extravagance and waste when he was alive, so he had better keep everything simple.
The relatives all nodded in agreement.
The uncle turned to Liu Handong again, carefully thinking about his words and said: "Dongdong, I heard that you have settled abroad and will not come back often in the future. The uncle will discuss something with you. Do you think this will work? This house is sold.
Your share is indispensable..."
Liu Handong said categorically: "This house cannot be sold."
The uncle's face looked a little ugly. Just as the aunt was about to speak, Liu Handong continued: "Just think that I bought it, I will give you the money for the house, and I will arrange Hannan's work. My grandfather has lived in this house for decades, and I can't bear to part with it.
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The eldest aunt was very interested: "Dongdong, what solution do you have?"
Liu Handong said: "Join Jiangbei Heavy Industry, it should be no problem."
The eldest aunt said: "Hannan is a very motivated kid, and he is good at computers..."
Talking about Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, Han Nan came back with a bunch of things. He didn't make an appointment with Xia Mengxue, but just bought funeral supplies. A nearby wreath shop also sent more than a dozen wreaths, and relatives were written on the elegiac couplets.
The name seems a bit mournful at least.
While they were chatting, someone suddenly shouted at the door: "Is this Lao Liu's house?"
Everyone turned to look and saw a beautiful mixed-race girl standing at the door, supporting a gray-haired old man. Liu Handong knew both of them, the younger one was Isabella and the older one was Professor Shao Qiuming.
The president of Qianjiang University arrived, and the old Liu family was very happy. Isabella introduced herself, saying that she was a relative of the Liu family, and she was a generation younger than Liu Handong from the Chen Zikun family.
The uncle's eyes shone: "Are you from the United States?"
Isabella said: "No, I am in China. I am busy filming a movie recently. I came over from Omi when I heard the news of Grandpa Liu's death."
As he spoke, he glanced at Liu Handong and greeted him: "Hi, Li Ang."
Liu Handong smiled.
When there were more guests, the two-bedroom and one-living house became too small, and there were not enough chairs to sit on. The uncle asked Hannan to go to the grocery store to buy some folding stools. Hannan agreed and ran out. As soon as he walked out of the unit door, he looked at him.
We stopped at an Audi A6 with the license plate number Jiang B0001.
Hannan was shocked. This was the car of the Jiangbei Municipal Party Committee Secretary.
The Audi door opened, and several men in black got out, surrounded by an imposing middle-aged man, who was Secretary Wu of the Municipal Party Committee who is often seen on TV.
The secretary asked Liu Hannan: "Master, where is Comrade Liu Xiaoyong's home?"
Liu Hannan stammered: "Just right here, room 101."
The group of people passed Liu Hannan and entered the unit. A group of old ladies wearing red armbands had gathered in front of the building, chattering and talking about how the leaders of the municipal party committee had also come to burn paper. Why did the Liu family have so much respect?
Secretary Wu of the municipal party committee was very low-key. When he entered the room, he bowed to Liu Xiaoyong's portrait and then shook hands with relatives and friends. When the uncle shook hands with Secretary Wu, he was so excited that he was shaking.
Secretary Wu said in a low voice: "I am here to express my condolences on behalf of State Councilor Comrade Zheng Jeff. Comrade Zheng Jeff is visiting abroad and has entrusted me to visit the family and express my condolences to Comrade Liu Xiaoyong."
Outside, the staff carried a large flower basket out of the car. On the elegiac couplet was written "Comrade Liu Xiaoyong will live forever" on one side and Zheng Jeff's name on the other. Then there were some smaller flower baskets with the names of the main leaders of the municipal party committee.
Neighbors were buzzing with chatter. Of course they knew who Zheng Jeff was. He was once the secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee and was now a deputy national leader. The funeral of the old Liu family was unprecedented in Jiangbei City.
It's grand.
After a while, a vehicle from the Jiangbei Military Division arrived, and out of the vehicle were two soldiers with the rank of major general on their shoulders. Both the commander and the political commissar came to express their condolences to the old leader.
There was really no room for so many people in the room, so the commander waved his hand and said: "We are responsible for the funeral of the old leader. It will be held in the military branch auditorium instead."
Secretary Wu of the municipal party committee was unhappy: "The old chief is also from our local government. I think it's better to put it in the municipal party committee auditorium."
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