Watching the motorcade leave, Hu Fei thought of his grandfather lying motionless on the hospital bed, and his heart couldn't help but burst into tears. At this moment, he suddenly felt a heat in his palms, and when he turned around, he saw Hu'er.
Holding his hand, she looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Hu Fei knelt down and held Hu'er in his arms. He raised his head and looked at the concerned eyes of his relatives behind him, and felt relaxed.
"Let's go back."
Hu Fei held Hu'er's hand and slowly returned to the small building.
"Mom, uncle hasn't come back yet?"
Hu Fei walked into the lounge, poured a glass of water and drank it.
"Well, we are still negotiating over there. Your uncle has more experience in these matters than your father. He is a scholar, so the discussion will be more beneficial than your father."
Du Hanxiang nodded, "By the way, your dad will be here soon."
Hu Fei knew that his uncle Chen Jiangtao had gone to discuss the obituary with someone. The family meant that the evaluation of his grandfather in the obituary must be three great things: a great Marxist, a great proletarian revolutionist, a great politician, and a republic.
The founder of the army.
However, some people agree with the requirements put forward by the Chen family, but some people do not agree. They think this evaluation is too high, especially the term "great Marxist" is usually used in the obituary of the supreme leader.
, they proposed that it would be safer to replace him with an outstanding Marxist.
Moreover, some people have also expressed opinions on the wording of the obituary. For the outstanding and proven leader of the party and the country, the word "proven" should be removed from the sentence, etc.
In fact, such an obituary is basically ignored by ordinary people. However, because it involves the conclusion of the old man's life and certain political significance, it becomes extra solemn.
After drinking a glass of water, Hu Fei was about to go in and spend some time with his grandfather when the door opened.
"Xiao Fei, you're back. Have you seen grandpa?"
Chen Haoyang strode over.
"Dad, I stayed with grandpa for a while."
Hu Fei nodded and poured a glass of water for Chen Haoyang, "He happened to be here at that time."
Chen Haoyang took the water cup and drank it all in one gulp, then threw the paper cup away, "You rest for a while, I'll go see your grandpa."
Hu Fei nodded, silently took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Quick, quick, Xiaoyi, grandpa is awake!"
The fluorescent lamp in the room gave off a dazzling light. Tang Yi was leaning on the sofa in the lounge and taking a nap. Du Hanxiang's urgent voice woke him up, and he stood up suddenly and rushed towards the door in large strides.
After a busy day, most of the others went to rest. There were not many people in the lounge. Chen Pengyu originally wanted to stay, but Hu Fei drove him away. Tao Biting was pregnant and naturally he couldn't let her stay here.
Hu Fei rushed to the hospital bed in three steps and saw that his grandfather had opened his eyes slightly and his lips were moving slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Seeing this scene, Hu Fei's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, and tears burst out instantly.
Hu Fei grabbed his grandfather's cold, skinny hand. He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
The old man seemed to slowly see the person in front of him clearly. His cloudy eyes lit up for a moment, but only for a moment, and then slowly dimmed.
Hu Fei hurriedly put his ear to his grandfather's lips and vaguely heard his grandfather saying two words over and over again, calling his name. He could no longer say any more words.
At this moment, Hu Fei wanted to throw himself into his grandfather's arms and cry loudly. He really wanted to have the skills of the grandson in Journey to the West, and then go to the Hall of Hell to make a big fuss and cross out his grandfather's name from the book of life and death.
However, life is life, life is not a novel. Forced to suppress his heart, Hu Fei whispered in his grandfather's ear, "Grandpa, you can go with peace of mind, I am at home."
Hearing Hu Fei's words, a smile slowly appeared on the old man's face. He had been scornful throughout his life, rebelling and founding a country, and fighting for power, which affected more than a billion people. Then, before he died, he still cared about his small family.
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On June 27, 2008, at 1:80 in the morning, Mr. Chen passed away.
In the eulogy on the TV news, Mr. Chen’s life was highly praised, calling him “a great Marxist, a great proletarian revolutionist, a military strategist, a statesman, a proven communist fighter, a great leader of the party, the country and the army.”
"Excellent Leader".
On the 28th, in the morning news, the announcer sadly announced the news on TV, and the whole country mourned for a while.
At 9:27 a.m. on the 30th, a van drove out of No. 306 Hospital, carrying the coffin, wrapped in black gauze, and slowly headed westward under the escort of a police car.
On the list of party and state leaders who escorted the body for cremation, all nine members of the Standing Committee were present.
After his grandfather passed away, Hu Fei never recovered. He always felt that his grandfather was still alive, and he could see that kind smiling face as soon as he opened his eyes.
Therefore, Chen Haoyang called Wang Maoliang to ask for leave. Wang Maoliang naturally agreed and expressed his condolences on the phone.
After the old man left, Chen Haoyang also convened a meeting with people from the Chen department. Hu Fei was not qualified to participate. Likewise, he was not in the mood. He just leaned on the sofa sadly, as if he had no energy to do anything.
Although Qian Xiaomei was also very sad, she still had to go to work and the company had a lot of things to deal with. Seeing that Hu Fei was in a bad mood, the children did not dare to approach him and just played in the courtyard.
Children are still young and don't know what death is. They may cry when they see adults grieving, but in a blink of an eye they will have fun.
The phone rang, Hu Fei lazily picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Brother, grandpa is gone. Don't be sad. The old man will have no regrets in his life."
A soft voice sounded from the phone.
"Yes, I understand, Qianxi, are you okay?"
Hu Fei tried his best to make his voice cheerful, but doing so made it seem more obvious.
There was silence on the other side of the phone, "Brother, I can't go see grandpa off, I'm sorry."
"Don't say that, I know your difficulties."
Hu Fei sighed, "It's good if you have this heart."
"Brother, you should take a good rest for a few days. The company in Australia has some matters to deal with. I may have to go back for a while. You should take care of yourself."
"I know, you should also take care of yourself."
Hu Fei hung up the phone and threw the phone away. His grandfather's kind face seemed to appear in front of him again, smiling at him. He covered his cheeks with his hands and tears slowly flowed down.
"Xiao Fei, don't be sad, the old leader passed away peacefully."
A loud voice sounded.
Hu Fei raised his head, looked at Lin Jianguo's concerned eyes, and quickly stood up, "Uncle Lin, are you done talking?"
Lin Jianguo nodded, patted Hu Fei's shoulder, sat down next to Hu Fei, reached out and grabbed the cigarette case, "Xiao Fei, I know you are sad that the old chief passed away, but you can't stay so sad, go back to work.
, this will actually make you feel better. We are all soldiers, and you should know that this is the best way to divert pain."
"Uncle Lin, thank you for your concern. I will go back in two days."
Hu Fei nodded, his voice slightly hoarse, yes, no matter how painful it is, we still have to face the reality that grandpa is gone.