Then Qiao Liang noticed that there was a difference in the wording used by An Ran and An Zhe. An Ran said it was asking for advice, while An Zhe said it was communication. Moreover, An Zhe specially emphasized his writing style. I wonder if he was hinting that he was communicating with An Ran.
When doing so, pay attention to the boundaries and do not exceed the appropriate range.
As for how large this range is, you can only understand it yourself.
Qiao Liang couldn't help but feel that when dealing with the daughter of the municipal party secretary, one must also be cautious. If he accidentally causes trouble, the consequences will be even more serious than if he angers the municipal party secretary.
Thinking of this, Qiao Liang couldn't help but remind herself to be cautious when interacting with An Ran in the future.
When they were approaching Huangyuan, Qiao Liang asked An Zhe: "Secretary An, do you want to go home directly, or..."
"First find a restaurant for lunch, and then go to the cemetery." An Zhe said simply.
Qiao Liang nodded, knowing that An Zhe was going to take An Ran to visit his mother's grave first.
After getting off the highway, Zhao Qiang turned on the navigation and headed straight to the cemetery in the suburbs.
On the way, everyone had lunch at a restaurant.
After lunch, we rested for a while and then went to the cemetery.
The car stopped outside the cemetery, An Zhe walked in front with a solemn look, An Ran followed An Zhe with a sad face, Zhao Qiang stayed in the car, Qiao Liang and Xiao Tao followed An Zhe and An An.
In this depressed season, the cemetery is empty and quiet, with rows of tombstones standing there. Coupled with the cold weather today, it looks very desolate and solemn. A gust of cold wind blows by, making it even more sad and desolate.
For a moment, Anzhe stopped in front of a tombstone and stared deeply at it.
An Ran stood next to An Zhe, her body trembling slightly.
Qiao Liang saw a black and white photo on the tombstone. In the photo, a gentle and dignified middle-aged woman with kind and gentle eyes was looking at the father and daughter in front of her.
Anzhe then placed the fire paper he brought in front of the tombstone.
An Ran knelt down, touched her mother's photo on the tombstone, and stared deeply at her mother, who had been dead for three years, with bright eyes.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiao Liang's heart suddenly palpitated. If this woman was still alive, what a harmonious family this would be, and how happy An Ran would be.
At this time, Qiao Liang felt that Anzhe was lonely and Anran was pitiful.
Qiao Liang suddenly remembered something, then walked out of the cemetery quickly, bought a bouquet of white flowers from a small shop at the entrance of the cemetery, and then quickly returned to the tombstone.
At this time, An Ran was burning paper, and An Zhe was standing in front of the tombstone, looking lovingly at the portrait of An Ran's mother.
Qiao Liang quietly walked over and handed the flowers to An Zhe.
The moment An Zhe took the flowers, Qiao Liang saw a flash of touch and gratitude in his eyes.
This made Qiao Liang feel comforted and relieved.
An Zhe bent down and placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, and then said to An Ran: "Xiao Ran, kowtow to mother."
An Ran knelt down and kowtowed three times. After kowtowing, he raised his head with tears on his face.
"Dad..." An Ran suddenly stood up, turned around and threw herself into An Zhe's arms, hugging An Zhe tightly and crying, "Dad, I miss my mother, I miss my mother..."
An Zhe's body swayed, his lips tightened, and he put his arms around An Ran's shoulders and patted them gently.
Seeing this scene, Qiao Liang suddenly felt a sore nose. She turned to look at Xiao Tao, who was wiping her tears.
After a while, Anzhe let go of Anran, squatted in front of the tombstone, reached out and gently touched the photo of Anran's mother, and remained silent.
Xiao Tao handed An Ran a tissue at this time, and An Ran sobbed while wiping her tears.
After a long time, Anzhe said in a low voice: "It has been three years since the child and I have been thinking about you. Today we came to see you... You can stay here with peace of mind. Don't worry, I will take care of Xiaoran. Xiaoran has grown up."
, I am an adult... I have a place next to you. When I grow old, I will come here to accompany you and stay with you forever..."
Listening to An Zhe's words, An Ran couldn't help crying again, and Xiao Tao also shed tears along with her.
Seeing the powerful man in front of him, who was so affectionate with his son and daughter at this moment, Qiao Liang was filled with emotion, feeling that although An Zhe looked hard and cold on the outside, he also had a soft side in his heart.
After a long time, Anzhe stood up slowly, exhaled softly, then put his arm around Anran's shoulders and said softly: "Xiaoran, see you mom again."
"Goodbye, mom..." An Ran said sadly.
"Let's go." Anzhe took An Ran's hand, turned around and walked out.
Looking at the backs of the father and daughter, and at An Ran's mother who had been alone here for three years, Qiao Liang's eyes became moist...
After leaving the cemetery, we drove into the city and sent Anzhe and Anran home first.
On the way, An Zhe said: "Today is the third anniversary of Xiaoran's mother's death. Xiaoran and I want to stay at home..."
Qiao Liang understood what An Zhe meant and how he wanted to commemorate his late wife at this time, so he hurriedly said: "Okay Secretary An, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Tao, I, and I will stay in a hotel nearby."
"My home is not far from Huangyuan Hotel, so you can stay there."
Qiao Liang nodded. There will be a symposium of provincial and municipal party committee secretaries the day after tomorrow. If nothing else, it should be held at the Huangyuan Hotel. It is a suitable place to stay.
The car arrived at the gate of Anzhe's community and stopped. Anzhe and Anran got out of the car, and Qiao Liang and Xiaotao also got out of the car.
An Zhe looked at Qiao Liang and said, "Xiao Qiao, thank you."
Qiao Liang knew why An Zhe wanted to thank him. Thinking of the scene in the cemetery just now, he felt sad and didn't know what to say.
Then An Zhe looked at Xiao Tao and said to Qiao Liang: "Xiao Tao comes to the provincial capital for the first time. You can take her to play with her in the evening."
Qiao Liang nodded in agreement.
Then An Zhe turned around, An Ran took An Zhe's arm, and the father and daughter entered the community.
Watching An Zhe and An Ran disappear around the corner, Qiao Liang took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Tao: "Let's go."
Xiaotao nodded silently.
After getting in the car, Zhao Qiang drove straight to Huangyuan Hotel.
At this time, everyone was still immersed in the sad atmosphere of the cemetery just now, and no one wanted to speak.
When they arrived at the Huangyuan Hotel, Qiao Liang opened three single rooms, all on the same floor. Qiao Liang lived in the middle, with Xiao Tao and Zhao Qiang on both sides.
When going upstairs, Qiao Liang said to Xiao Tao: "Xiao Tao, take a rest in the afternoon and take you out to play in the evening."
Xiaotao nodded obediently: "Yes."
Zhao Qiang said at this time: "Brother Qiao, do you have any plans for the afternoon and evening?"
Qiao Liang thought for a moment. An Zhe would stay at home tonight to commemorate his late wife, so he probably wouldn't go out. He and Jiang Xiuxiu didn't go to bed until midnight last night. He would be very sleepy and needed to catch up on some sleep. Besides, it would be inappropriate to take Xiao Tao out to play at night.
No need for a car.
"There shouldn't be any arrangements. Do you have activities?" Qiao Liang said.
Zhao Qiang nodded: "It happens that a good classmate of mine who works in Huangyuan is going abroad tomorrow. I would like to take this opportunity today to go over and have a meal with him in the evening."
"Okay, no problem, go ahead and keep your phone open. I'll contact you if anything happens," Qiao Liang said.
Zhao Qiang nodded in agreement and then went.
Then Qiao Liang and Xiao Tao went to the room. Qiao Liang opened Xiao Tao's room first. Xiao Tao couldn't help but open her eyes wide when she saw the furnishings in the room. She looked left and right, touching here and there, and sighed: "Brother Qiao."
, This room is so classy, so high-end..."
Qiao Liang smiled, Huangyuan Hotel is the guest house of the Provincial Party Committee. Although it does not have a star, its quality is no less than a five-star hotel.
It seemed that this was Xiaotao's first time staying in such a high-end hotel, so she was making such a fuss.
