Tears rolled down Zhao Lanxiang's cheeks, and her eyes were flushed.
She held the broad and warm hand on the hospital bed, sobbing.
"Lanxiang, you're not too young, don't cry like a child."
The man lying on the bed stretched out his hand laboriously, trying to touch her head, but he couldn't get any strength out of his body.
He was old, and the old wounds that had accumulated on his body over the past few decades came all at once, and the disease quickly knocked him down. The more than ten years of prison life he suffered when he was young, in exchange for a long-sick body, it is fortunate that he can survive until now.
His hazy old eyes looked back at his wife with fondness. Although she was as old as him, she was still so beautiful.
Those gentle eyebrows smiled, curved like a crescent moon, which was also his favorite appearance.
"Show me a smile?"
Zhao Lanxiang wiped away her tears and reluctantly punched her husband on the bed and smiled.
He Songbai closed his eyes with satisfaction.
She covered her mouth and suppressed her crying louder and louder, her tears breaking down.
Secretary He next to him helped his gold-wire glasses and reached out to probe the man's breath.
He comforted with difficulty: "Madam, please condolences. A lawyer will come to discuss with you the legacy that the chairman left you later."
Secretary He looked at the man who had lost his breath on the bed, in awe and regret.
This man's life can be described as inspirational and bumpy. He came from a poor background. He was imprisoned at the age of nineteen and spent ten years in prison. After he came out, he worked hard for ten years. Crocodile, who beat a bunch of experienced veteran businessmen to nothing, can be called a legend.
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Two lines of tears fell on Zhao Lanxiang's cheeks, Zhao's mother Feng Lian wiped her red cheeks and poked her forehead mutteringly, "You cry even when you have a fever, and you are so squeamish that your father sees him again. It's a training."
Zhao Lanxiang opened her eyes and stared at Feng Lian for a long time.
Feng Lian sighed and said, "Who is not married these days? The first time I met with your dad was when I got the marriage certificate, and it was completely blind. The life is not going well. ?"
Zhao Lanxiang only thought that she was dreaming, and she was immersed in the grief of losing her husband, and she could not relieve herself for a long time.
It's just that she was dreaming, how could she be confused... dreaming of her mother when she was young
Seeing that her daughter ignored her, Feng Lian thought she was really stubborn and hated her in her heart. She poked her daughter's forehead again, and said with hatred:
"After all, it's a small marriage. It's not easy to push your dad if you want to push it... My parents are your dad's boss!"
Zhao Lanxiang's forehead hurt, and she finally faced her mother's nagging, and quickly got up.
She spotted the calendar on the desk sharply, April 16, 1976.
Zhao Lanxiang was horrified, and she was so shocked that she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
"Mom, can you go out first and let me think about it?"
Feng Lian looked at her slender daughter who had been raised for 17 years and now looked sickly, and begged her in such a soft voice. She couldn't help but soften her heart, and she couldn't be hard-hearted to force the child again. .
Zhao Lanxiang came back to her senses in shock, she returned to forty years ago!
Forty years ago, she fell in love with Jiang Jianjun, the tall and cool soldier brother. All she thought about was how to make Jiang Jianjun accept her, and naturally she refused to agree to the marriage arranged by her parents.
It was also in this year that she finally stalked him and got married.
It's a pity that the person in Jiang Jianjun's heart is not her. Zhao Lanxiang lost two children one after another, and finally got cold, sobered up and divorced Jiang Jianjun.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the nutritional supplements on the table. Jiang Jianjun was injured and hospitalized during this period. She bought these to replenish his body.
There was a hint of coolness in Zhao Lanxiang's eyes, fortunately, she came back early, otherwise she would be so angry that she would be so angry that she would catch up with that scum in her life again half a year later.
Jiang Jianjun was her ex-husband, and she was fortunate enough to meet He Songbai after leaving him.
But now is not the time to worry about Jiang Jianjun. Zhao Lanxiang remembers that in the past two years, the old man accidentally killed someone and was put in prison!
She put all the malted milk, honey, and milk powder in her duffel bag, and packed a few more clothes.
She has to hurry to find that old man!
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The parents of the Zhao family learned that their daughter had voluntarily signed up for "Going to the Mountains and the Countryside" while she was unprepared, and they were powerless.
Now that he has gone to the countryside, Zhao Lanxiang's marriage with the son of President Zeng's family is also a waste.
Zhao Yongqing was almost too angry to eat, and with a dark face, he taught her:
"You think your wings are hard, we can't control you, right?"
Feng Lian was a little sad, and while helping her daughter pack her luggage, she said, "Your father finally let you escape this call, but you took the initiative to report. My Niuniu, you have thin arms and thin legs. , can you do farm work?"
Zhao Lanxiang looked at her parents who cared about her, and a burst of warmth flowed in her heart.
"Going to the countryside is an honorable thing. Almost all the young people of school age have gone to the countryside, but I stayed at home, and my father's face was not bright."
"I will take good care of myself, and I will never embarrass you."
Zhao Yongqing looked at his daughter with a determined face, but he was not so angry in his heart. It was better to let her endure hardship. Being used to by her mother all day is not good!
In his opinion, it would be a good thing to go to the countryside if he could hone his daughter's will. If it really doesn't work, he can also clear up the relationship and assign his daughter to a place not far from here.
"Why are you crying? It's serious business to take the time to pack up for her."
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 not to send a telegram to complain in the future. My mother and I didn't stretch out that long!"
Xiaohuzi ran to her sister's side, hugged her thigh, tears welling up in her eyes, looked up at her and sobbed, "Is the big girl going to a far place?"
Zhao Lanxiang picked up her brother and kissed her, "Yes."
Xiaohuzi buried herself in her neck, crying aloud, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help crying and laughing because of her aggrieved appearance. The milk doll in front of him has grown into the black-faced god that everyone is afraid of in the future, and it is incredible to beat that scumbag Jiang Jianjun with no mercy.
She hugged Little Huzi vigorously, and gave him all the candy she had on her body.
Xiaohuzi's tears dripped onto her clothes, and she was so choked that she could not speak.
Zhao Lanxiang knew that her brother had misunderstood and stroked his soft hair. He explained: "It's not the kind of grandparents who have gone far away and will never come back. My sister will come back after the Chinese New Year."
After listening to his daughter's words, Zhao Yongqing squeezed a deep hum from his nostrils, "Do you still know that you can come back?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
The place she is going is N City, which is not far from them, and can be reached by train in one day. Moreover, she has also counted it. In another year, it will be time for the educated youth to return to the city. The group of them who arrived late, really did not suffer from the previous batch of educated youth.
Taking ten thousand steps back, if it really suffers... Isn't there her man over there
In the evening, Zhao Yongqing took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted out 100 yuan, and taught his daughter a serious lesson: "Go to the countryside and listen carefully to the arrangements of the instructors and leaders, and get along well with others. You can use this money to buy yourself something. necessary daily necessities.”
Zhao Lanxiang took the money and called Dad sweetly.
Zhao Yongqing couldn't stand his daughter calling her so coquettishly.
Zhao Lanxiang is their first child, plus she is cute and pink, like a blessing baby. When Zhao Yongqing was an ordinary employee in the bank, he took his daughter to work and used her A sack tied her around her body and brought her up year after year.
There were ten Great Unity cards neatly placed on the table, and a large hand moved it to the front of his daughter.
Zhao Yongqing is also a capable person who can take out this hundred yuan from his pocket.
He caught up with the last bus of the college boom in the 1960s, and colleges stopped enrolling a few years later. As a result, the paper diploma also became valuable. In addition, Zhao Yongqing people are also willing to work hard, bear hardships and stand hard work, and now he is the manager of the bank. He receives a monthly salary of 10 grades, 73 yuan and 50 cents, which is enough for the whole family to live comfortably.
However, Zhao Yongqing gave Zhao Lanxiang a hundred yuan so generously, and Zhao Lanxiang was really flattered.
Feng Lian also packed her daughter's luggage at this time, and brought all the clothes of the four seasons, "When I get off work tomorrow, I will take you to pick some daily necessities."
Zhao Lanxiang obeyed obediently.
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Zhao Lanxiang, who single-mindedly wanted to go to the countryside to save her own man, had long thrown Jiang Jianjun, a scumbag, into the clouds.
She carefully picked up the items she used for going to the countryside. She bought a few bundles of cotton flannel, and bought several bags of malted milk powder, Ejiao, gloves, toilet paper, Pechoin Snowflake Cream, and bits and pieces of daily necessities. did not fall.
That nasty old man often whispered to her late at night, "If you saw me back then, I'd promise you wouldn't even take a stab at it."
"At that time, I was poor and embarrassed, so embarrassed that I was worse than a dog. My biggest wish was to eat a meal of white-faced buns, and the best clothes I wore were picked up by others. I am glad to meet you because I have the ability. when."
Zhao Lanxiang had never tasted hunger and cold since birth, so naturally she felt so distressed that she hugged the old man tightly and made a blank check with him: "At that time, my family was relatively well-off, if I can meet you, I promise to let him go. You've had enough to eat, and you've been raised to be fat."
When Zhao Lanxiang was buying supplies for going to the countryside, the scene from many years ago came to her mind. She picked up some more things for the old man and threw them into her basket.
How could she have imagined that one day this unrealistic idea could be realized.