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His hazy old eyes looked longingly at his wife again. Although she had aged like him,
She was still so beautiful.
Her gentle eyebrows curved like crescent moons when she smiled.
It was also his favorite look.
"Why don't you smile for me?"
Zhao Lanxiang wiped away her tears and forced a smile at her husband on the bed.
He Songbai closed his eyes in satisfaction.
She covered her mouth and her suppressed sobs grew louder and louder,
Her tears could not form a dam.
Secretary He, who was beside her, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and reached out to check the man's breathing.
He comforted her with difficulty, "Madam,
Please restrain your grief. The chairman left you an inheritance. A lawyer will come to discuss it with you in detail later. "
Secretary He looked at the man who had stopped breathing on the bed,
In awe and pity.
This man's life could be said to be inspirational and bumpy. He was born poor and went to prison at the age of nineteen. He spent ten years in prison. After he came out, he worked from scratch for ten years,
He turned from a poor boy with no background into a business tycoon,
He beat a bunch of experienced businessmen until they were unable to resist. It could be said to be a legend.
..
Two lines of tears suddenly fell from Zhao Lanxiang's cheeks. Zhao Lanxiang's mother, Feng Lian, wiped her red cheeks.
She muttered and poked her forehead, "You cry even when you have a fever. If your father sees you like this, he will scold you again."
Zhao Lanxiang opened her eyes,
She stared at Feng Lian in a daze for a long time.
Feng Lian sighed,
She said again, "Who doesn't marry these days? The first time I met your father was when we were getting our marriage certificate,
That was simply blindness in both eyes. Aren't we still living well? "
Zhao Lanxiang only thought that she was dreaming. Her heart was immersed in the grief of losing her husband, and she could not calm down for a long time.
But she was dreaming. How could she be so muddle-headed … dreaming of her mother when she was young?
Feng Lian saw that her daughter was ignoring her. She thought that she was really stubborn and hated her in her heart. She poked her daughter's forehead again and said in exasperation, "Don't worry.
"After all, it's an engagement that you've been engaged to since you were young. It's not good for your dad to just reject it … Her parents are your dad's superiors!"
Zhao Lanxiang felt a pain in his forehead. He finally paid attention to his mother's nagging and quickly got up.
She spotted the calendar on the table, April 16, 1976.
Zhao Lanxiang was so shocked that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"Mom, can you go out first and let me think about it?"
Feng Lian looked at her daughter, whom she had raised for seventeen years, who had grown into a slender and elegant woman. Now, she looked sickly and even pleaded with her in such a soft voice. Even she could not help but feel her heart soften. She could not harden her heart and force her child to do something.
Zhao Lanxiang recovered from the shock. She had returned to forty years ago!
Forty years ago, she fell in love with the tall and cool soldier, Jiang Jianjun. All she could think about was how to make Jiang Jianjun accept her. Naturally, she refused to agree to the marriage arranged by her parents.
It was also that year that she finally pestered him to get married.
Unfortunately, the person in Jiang Jianjun's heart was not her. Zhao Lanxiang had two miscarriages one after another. In the end, her heart turned cold. When she came to her senses, she divorced Jiang Jianjun.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the table full of nutritional products. Jiang Jianjun had been injured and hospitalized during this period of time. She had bought these for him to nourish his body.
A trace of coldness flashed through Zhao Lanxiang's eyes. Fortunately, she came back early. Otherwise, if she had come back half a year later, she would have hooked up with that scumbag again in this lifetime. She would have been so angry that she would not be able to rest in peace.
Jiang Jianjun was her ex-husband. It was also after leaving him that she was lucky enough to meet He Songbai.
However, now was not the time to dwell on Jiang Jianjun. Zhao Lanxiang remembered that two years ago, the old man accidentally killed someone and was imprisoned!
She put the malted milk powder, honey, and milk powder into her luggage bag. She also packed a few sets of clothes.
She had to hurry and find that old man!
… …
When Zhao Lanxiang's parents learned that their daughter had voluntarily signed up for "going to the countryside" while they were unprepared, there was nothing they could do.
Since she had gone to the countryside, it meant that the marriage between Zhao Lanxiang and Manager Zeng's son was ruined.
Zhao Yongqing was so angry that he almost could not eat. With a dark face, he lectured her:
"Do you think that we can't control you now that you're independent?"
Feng Lian was a little sad. While helping her daughter pack her luggage, she nagged: "Your father finally let you avoid the conscription this time, but you still took the initiative to sign up for it. My Niu Niu, with your thin arms and legs, can you even do farm work? "
Zhao Lanxiang looked at her parents who cared about her, and a warm feeling flowed through her heart.
"Going to the countryside is an honorable thing. Almost all the young people of the right age in the family have gone to the countryside. I'm the only one who stays at home. It's not good for my father."
"I'll take good care of myself. I'll definitely not embarrass you."
Zhao Yongqing looked at his daughter's determined face. He was not so angry in his heart. It was good to let her suffer a little. She had been spoiled by her mother all day long!
In his opinion, going to the countryside could temper his daughter's willpower. It was not a bad thing. If it really did not work, he could use his connections to assign his daughter to a place not far from here.
"Why are you crying? Hurry up and pack her luggage. That's the most important thing."
Zhao Yongqing glared at his wife with a dark face.
He turned to his daughter and said: "Since this is your choice, it's best that you don't send a telegram back to complain in the future. Your mother and I don't have that much influence!"
Little Huzi bounced to his sister's side and hugged her thigh. Tears were about to fall from his eyes. He looked up at her and sobbed: "Is Da Niu going to a place far away?"
Zhao Lanxiang picked up her brother and kissed him: "Yes."
Little Huzi buried his head in her neck and cried loudly. Zhao Lanxiang did not know whether to laugh or cry when she saw his aggrieved little face. This little kid in front of her had grown up to be the black-faced god that everyone would be afraid of in the future. He did not hesitate to beat up that scumbag Jiang Jianjun. It was really incredible.
She hugged Little Huzi tightly and gave him all the candies she had on her.
Little Huzi's tears dripped onto her clothes. He was choked with sobs and could not speak.
Zhao Lanxiang knew that her brother had misunderstood and stroked his soft hair. She explained: "It's not like Grandpa and Grandma who went to a place far away and could never come back. Sister will still come back during the New Year. "
Zhao Yongqing heard his daughter's words and snorted deeply from his nostrils: "You still know that you can come back?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
The place she was going to was N City. It was not far from where they were and could be reached by a day's train. Moreover, she had calculated that the educated youths would return to the city in a year's time. This batch of educated youths who went late would not suffer as much as the previous batches of educated youths.
Taking a step back, if she really suffered … Wasn't her man there?
At night, Zhao Yongqing took out a stack of cash from his pocket and counted out 100 yuan. He sternly lectured his daughter: "When you go to the countryside, listen carefully to the instructors and leaders' arrangements. Get along well with others. Take this money and buy some daily necessities that you need."
Zhao Lanxiang took the money and sweetly called her father.
Zhao Yongqing could not stand his daughter calling him in such a spoiled manner. His dark face relaxed.
Zhao Lanxiang was their first child. In addition, she was cute and pink like a lucky doll. No matter how one looked at her, one would dote on her. When Zhao Yongqing was an ordinary employee in the bank, he took his daughter to work and tied her to him with a cloth bag. Year after year, he raised her like this.
There were ten certificates neatly placed on the table. A large hand moved it in front of his daughter.
Zhao Yongqing was also a capable person to be able to take out 100 yuan from his pocket so casually.
He caught the last bus of the 1960s college student boom. A few years later, colleges and universities stopped recruiting students. Along with that, the diploma also became valuable. In addition, Zhao Yongqing was a hardworking person. He was hardworking and was now a bank manager. He received a salary of 10 levels a month, which was 73 yuan and 50 cents. It was enough for the whole family to live comfortably.
However, Zhao Yongqing generously took out 100 yuan for Zhao Lanxiang. Zhao Lanxiang was really flattered.
At this time, Feng Lian had also finished packing her daughter's luggage and brought along clothes for the four seasons. "When I get off work tomorrow, I'll take you to pick out some daily necessities."
Zhao Lanxiang obediently agreed.
…
Zhao Lanxiang, who was wholeheartedly thinking of rushing to the countryside to save her man, had long forgotten about Jiang Jianjun, that scumbag.
She carefully picked out the necessities she would need in the countryside. She bought a few bundles of cotton cloth, a few bags of malted milk powder, a few bags of donkey-hide gelatin, gloves, toilet paper, snowflakes, and other daily necessities. She did not leave out a single one.
That annoying old man often whispered to her in the middle of the night, "If you saw me at that time, I promise you wouldn't even look at me."
"At that time, I was poor and embarrassed. I was even worse than a dog. My biggest wish was to eat steamed buns with white flour. The best clothes I wore were from others. Fortunately, I met you when I had the ability. "
Zhao Lanxiang had never tasted the taste of hunger and cold since she was born. Naturally, she was extremely distressed. She hugged the old man tightly and made an empty promise to him. "At that time, my family was relatively well-off. If I could meet you, I promise to let you eat well every meal and raise you to be white and fat."
When Zhao Lanxiang was buying necessities for the countryside, the scene from many years ago appeared in her mind. She picked up more things for the old man and threw them into her basket.
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