Zhao Laifu took out a will of Mr. Zhao from nowhere. In the will, Mr. Zhao said that after his death, he did not need to be buried in Babaoshan in the capital. He only had to be cremated and his ashes scattered in several places.
According to what Mr. Zhao said in his will, this was to follow in the footsteps of Mr. Deng.
What I have to mention here is the friendship between Mr. Zhao and Mr. Deng. The two people can be said to have a deep friendship. The real rise of the Zhao family was during the era of Mr. Deng. Mr. Zhao has always regarded Mr. Deng as his good big brother.
That’s why the will said that we should follow the example of Deng Gong and scatter his ashes to the Great Wall, the Yellow River and other places.
In his will, Mr. Zhao also said that when he died, there was no need to set up a large mourning hall or have people come to pay homage or anything else. He could just come and burn it.
Of course, even though it was said in the will, no one in the Zhao family dared to take Mr. Zhao away and burn him. This was Mr. Zhao, the greatest head of the Zhao family, and his status was the same as those of the national leaders.
If there is no difference, it would be considered rude if the country does not fly the flag at half-mast!
However, the Zhao family didn't really make any big arrangements, they just simply decorated a mourning hall.
In the early morning, some people from the Zhao family who were responsible for Mr. Zhao’s funeral came to Mr. Zhao’s room. These people began to put makeup on Mr. Zhao and change his clothes. Originally, these people were supposed to clean Mr. Zhao’s body, but this work was
He was held in Zhao Tiezhu's hand.
Zhao Tiezhu cleaned Mr. Zhao's body by himself, and then let others come in to make up and change Mr. Zhao's clothes. When cleaning Mr. Zhao's body, Zhao Tiezhu didn't feel any discomfort or embarrassment. In his eyes,
Here, Mr. Zhao is his relative, the closest relative.
After all these things are done, Mr. Zhao's body will be moved to the hall of the Zhao family's house.
At this time, the hall had already been decorated as a mourning hall. Mr. Zhao's body was placed in the middle of the mourning hall. The entire mourning hall recalled bursts of sorrow and joy. There were two rows of people standing in the mourning hall, and the leader was naturally Zhao Ergou.
Zhao Meiqin, Zhao Meifeng and others were standing under Zhao Ergou. Although Zhao Meiqin got angry for a while yesterday, today, Zhao Meiqin seemed much calmer. She just sat on the ground and burned in an iron basin.
Paper money or something.
The farewell party for Mr. Zhao's body began soon.
Many people, including the Qian family, the Sun family, and the Li family, came to the Zhao family to express their condolences, and there were also many prominent figures in the capital.
When the memorial service went on until noon, Chief No. 1 appeared in the mourning hall.
Chief No. 1, wearing a black suit, walked directly in front of Mr. Zhao's body and bowed respectfully three times. This was considered a very solemn understanding, and Zhao Tiezhu naturally responded as a family member.
"Condolences."
Head No. 1 walked up to Zhao Ergou, whispered these words and then left. Being able to come here to visit Mr. Zhao was already a huge honor given by Head No. 1.
Chief No. 1 came, and then several other members of the Standing Committee also came to the Zhao family's house. These people stayed a little longer than Chief No. 1.
This farewell party is not an ordinary memorial service. It is much simpler in form. This is to take care of Mr. Zhao’s will. Otherwise, according to Zhao Tiezhu’s wishes, at least Zhongnanhai will have to give up half a chess, so that he can be worthy of himself.
Grandpa’s identity.
The farewell party for the body lasted for a long time. During this period, Chen Weiguo, Zhang Yihuang and others also came to the mourning hall to see Mr. Zhao for the last time. The entire Zhao family house was filled with a sense of sadness.
The farewell party for the body lasted until the evening, and then the body was sent to the crematorium at an auspicious time according to who knew who was watching.
The crematorium is located in the suburbs. Naturally, the motorcade cleared the way. The entire motorcade looked very solemn, and martial law was naturally observed along the way. Although Mr. Zhao's death was not widely reported on TV, it was similar to the etiquette of the death of a general leader.
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After arriving at the government-specific crematorium, the scene was naturally filled with formalities. Zhao Tiezhu just carried out the tasks numbly and listened numbly to others' orders.
At this time, Zhao Tiezhu suddenly felt that his whole person seemed to be ethereal, as if his soul had separated from his body, and he seemed to be able to understand everything around him.
Some people were crying, some were talking in low voices, some were expressionless, and some were gloating, and all kinds of emotions were present.
Zhao Tiezhu looked blankly at the thousands of farewell teams around him.
Is this... the warmth and coldness of human relationships?
What a person is like when he is alive, and what other people are like after death, at this moment, it seems so obvious, which makes Zhao Tiezhu's heart twitch. He doesn't know how to understand a person's death, and he also hates death.
, he didn’t want to see so many naked things appearing in front of him.
Before Mr. Zhao's bones were cold, Zhao Meiqin could jump out and bite her father. Some people were able to laugh, while others were unable to cry.
When Mr. Zhao was alive, which one of these people did not look up to Mr. Zhao and live their lives?
However, now that Mr. Zhao is dead, some people with conscience can still feel sad, but those without conscience immediately start to feel happy.
What kind of thing is this?
Zhao Tiezhu felt that his thinking was a little confused.
Could it be that after death, changes in the world will come so quickly?
At this moment, a warm little hand took Zhao Tiezhu's hand.
"this is life."
Cao Ziyi said softly, "We all have to live and die, and what we have to do is just to make more people truly sad for us when we die."
"Um."
Zhao Tiezhu nodded and followed the crowd into the hall of the crematorium.
Mr. Zhao's body lay quietly in a crystal coffin. Then, the crystal coffin was sent to the conveyor belt. As the sad music gradually became louder, the conveyor belt started to move.
The crystal coffin was slowly sent into the crematorium.
I don't know how long it took.
An urn was held in Zhao Ergou's hand.
"Let's go back."
Zhao Ergou said, "First, take your second grandfather home to enjoy some incense, and then according to your second grandfather's will, let him integrate with the land of China."
"I got it." Zhao Tiezhu nodded, followed the convoy and left the crematorium.
At this time, at the Capital Airport.
Zhao Baobao's private plane has slowly landed.
He didn't come for the farewell party, he didn't come for the cremation, and now, Mr. Zhao has become the ashes in the box held by Zhao Ergou.