"Haha..." Mr. Jiang was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing. He couldn't help but pat Chen Xiao, and then said: "You kid, you are cursing me to die early!"
"No way, I just went to the doctor to understand your condition. You will be discharged from the hospital in a few days!" Chen Xiao laughed.
Mr. Jiang still kept a smile on his face, but the smile was obviously not as harmonious as before. After a long time, the old man sighed and said: "Alas... I know my disease better than you, and I also know that I don't have it.
It’s been a good few days!”
The old man's words shocked everyone in the ward.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Jiang Wenqiang immediately frowned and said, "The doctor said your illness is not a problem and you can be discharged from the hospital in a few days!"
"I'm not deaf!" Mr. Jiang sighed and said, "Do you think I'm really unconscious these days? I heard every word of what you said."
"Ah!" Jiang Wenqiang was stunned and turned to look at Madam beside him. Madam Jiang had a calm face, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
The old man drove Jiang Wenqiang's family out, leaving Chen Xiao alone in the room. In such a large ward, Chen Xiao and the old man were the only two people left. Chen Xiao sat down on the edge of the old man's bed and asked with a smile: "
Old man, do you have something important to say to me?"
"That's right!" The old man nodded and said, "I'm not going to die soon, so I have something to tell you."
"Just tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you!" Chen Xiao nodded immediately.
"Actually, what I am most worried about is the Hero Village!" Mr. Jiang sighed and said: "A long time ago, the people from the city government planned to dig up the mountain in Luodingzhai and build commercial housing. However,
I have always been carrying it with this old life. I am leaving soon, I am afraid that they will attack the villagers of Hero Village again!"
"Haha, don't worry, it won't happen. The Japanese are going to build a scenic spot in Luodingzhai, and there won't be any problems in a short time!" Chen Xiao comforted.
"Aren't I afraid that something will go wrong?" Mr. Jiang glared at Chen Xiao.
"Okay, I will definitely try my best to protect the villagers of Hero Village!" Chen Xiao nodded solemnly.
"That's good..." Mr. Jiang nodded happily. He looked at Chen Xiao and said, "I knew you were a good boy..."
After chatting with the old man in the room for a while, Chen Xiao couldn't bear it anymore. The topic became more and more solemn and deep. By the end of the conversation, Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel a sore nose and felt like crying.
feeling.
After leaving the hospital, Chen Xiao felt very heavy and depressed for a while. Unknowingly, Mr. Jiang left a deep impression on Chen Xiao. He was a stubborn old man and a paranoid old man. However,
He is another
A brave and just old man. In the eyes of many people, they simply cannot understand what Mr. Jiang did. He had obviously retired, but he still went to teach and educate people; he had a high retirement salary, but he still went there.
Live in Hero Village...
In Chen Xiao's view, all of these are manifestations of justice and noble sentiments.
The day the bad news came was the weekend, and the person who called to inform him was Jiang Wenqiang, the son of Mr. Jiang. Jiang Wenqiang calmly told Chen Xiao the bad news on the other end of the phone. When Chen Xiao heard the news, his whole body felt dizzy.
He hurriedly supported the table and asked: "When will the old man's funeral be held?"
"It will be on the tenth day of February." Jiang Wenqiang replied.
"Okay, I understand!" Chen Xiao nodded immediately.
The bad news finally came. Chen Xiao, who had been worried for so long, felt strangely calm deep inside for some reason. The heavy mood these days made Chen Xiao feel very solemn. Now that the old man is gone, Chen Xiao relaxes.
He took a breath and muttered: "Old man, it's okay to leave, at least there will be no pain in the future!"
The day after the old man left, Chen Xiao formally changed into a black suit for the first time, wearing a white shirt underneath and a nondescript black peaked cap on his head. Tang Yan was waiting for Chen Xiao downstairs.
Tang Yan put on a pure white dress, black and white, as a tribute to the deceased. Tang Yan also changed her past playful smile into a dignified and solemn one.
The two were silent. After getting in the car, Chen Xiao drove to the Municipal Party Committee. The Municipal Party Committee's auditorium had been decorated as a mourning hall. Mr. Jiang's crystal coffin was placed in the auditorium. The mourning hall was already full of people. The Municipal Party Committee
most
All the people participated in the memorial service. After all, Mr. Jiang was once the teacher of these people. Mrs. Tang was also present. Mrs. Tang was wearing a long black dress with a white flower on her chest and a black piece on her sleeve.
cloth.
In the mourning hall, Jiang Wenqiang's family of three burst into tears. It was also the first time that Chen Xiao saw Jiang Wenqiang's wife shed tears.
"We have guests arriving!" the master of ceremonies at the door immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.
Everyone looked at Chen Xiao and Tang Yan who walked in from the door. They walked in side by side. The two walked to the mourning hall with serious expressions. The master of ceremonies gave them three incense sticks each, and then said respectfully: "Jiang
The world is full of peaches and plums before your husband, and he deserves to be loved by everyone. Please offer incense, both of you!"
Chen Xiao and Tang Yan held incense with both hands, and then bowed deeply three times.
"Thank you!" Jiang Wenqiang's family expressed their gratitude to the visitors.
At this time, the receptionist at the door shouted again: "We have guests arriving!"
Everyone turned around again, and Chen Xiao was surprised to see the person coming at the door. It turned out to be Mr. Zhou, who was making stele carvings. He was wearing work clothes, carrying a stone stele weighing dozens of kilograms on his shoulders, and was walking towards the mourning hall.
Come on. Several security guards around him wanted to come forward to help, but he refused.
Mr. Zhou placed the tombstone in the mourning hall, and everyone looked at him with strange eyes. However, Mr. Zhou completely ignored anyone's eyes, walked directly to the front of the mourning hall, lit three sticks of incense, and then said leisurely:
"Old man, you walk in front of me
After we met, I fulfilled my promise to you and gave you a free monument. It took me two years to complete this monument. Until now, I didn’t know what epitaph to write for you. When you heard of your death,
When it came to me, I finally thought about it clearly!"
Chen Xiao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes focused on the tombstone about one meter high. It was engraved in golden characters: He is a teacher, with peaches and plums all over the world!
Just such a line of words clearly told everyone how outstanding he was and how respected he was. Just one line of words was enough to make everyone bow and respect him.
Mr. Zhou spoke in front of the mourning hall, then turned and left. Looking at Mr. Zhou's back, Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel a stab of pain in his heart. Having lived to the age of Mr. Jiang, it seems that he should have reached the age where death does not matter. The back of Mr. Zhou,
Loneliness, loneliness...
"Alas..." Chen Xiao sighed.
"Don't be sad!" Tang Yan comforted her from the side: "Maybe this ending is a relief for Teacher Jiang!"
"You don't know how unwilling he was!" Chen Xiao sighed. The tombstone placed in the middle of the mourning hall was so dazzling.
On the day of Mr. Jiang's funeral, Chen Xiao finally ordered hundreds of brothers from the Jingwu Sect to participate collectively. More than a hundred brothers gathered quickly, all wearing black suits and with small white flowers on their chests. When everything was settled, more than a hundred brothers moved towards the funeral.
Go in the direction of the Municipal Party Committee.
Mr. Jiang's hearse slowly headed towards the Dazhou Crematorium. Starting from the entrance of the Municipal Party Committee, a large number of people came to see Mr. Jiang off. These people either received help from Mr. Jiang during his lifetime, or were his students.
From the door of the Municipal Party Committee,
They lined up all the way to the family area of the Municipal Party Committee. This two-kilometer road was almost full of people. For today's funeral, the traffic police department specially blocked this road. There were also comrades from the police station following closely along the way.
, to prevent anyone from causing trouble.
Almost all the villagers in Hero Village came down from the mountain, old and young, and the dog supported an elderly man. Almost all these people took tricycles and walked tractors down from the mountain early in the morning in order to rush to the funeral of Mr. Jiang.
The old man was loved by everyone throughout his life, and even the elderly people in Hero Village came to attend his funeral. Unfortunately, the old man still died with his eyes closed in the end, and he did not see the villagers in Hero Village receive reasonable resettlement.
Wow…
A group of men in black suits turned around and ran out of the intersection, shouting: "Mr. Jiang, the world is full of peaches and plums!"
Only then did everyone realize that these people were all Mr. Jiang's students. More than a hundred people merged into the farewell team, which instantly made the team grow a lot and made many people feel majestic. As everyone knows, somewhere in a corner
,
Mr. Zhou held the foot of the wall with both hands and kept looking at Mr. Jiang's hearse. Two lines of muddy tears flowed down. He said helplessly: "Old man, you left before me. Who will play chess and drink tea with me in the future?"
Bullshit?"
Many media outlets followed up on Mr. Jiang’s funeral. It was definitely the grandest and largest funeral in the history of Dazhou City. Later, according to media statistics, there were more than 5,000 people attending the send-off. This should be
What kind of concept is it? If calculated as five people per row, more than 5,000 people can line up for more than one kilometer. Moreover, many people have joined the send-off team one after another.
…
Mr. Jiang's funeral has ended, but it has always been a topic of discussion among the people of Dazhou City. Jiang Wenqiang has also attracted much attention, and the Jiang family has also become a hot topic. However, Mr. Jiang's blessings and blessings have left the Jiang family alone.
