Fu Hua smiled and said, "Auntie, can you tell if you are not married?"
The old lady said: "Of course it can be seen that people who are not married are not concerned and give people a very comfortable feeling."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I'm indeed not married. Auntie, you are right."
The old lady said, "Why haven't you been married yet? The young man is in good condition in all aspects."
Fu Hua didn't want to explain anything, so he said: "I didn't meet the right one."
The old lady smiled: "Is it your high-sightedness?"
Fu Hua smiled: "Auntie, I am not picking others, but others picking me."
The old lady looked at Fu Hua up and down: "Xiao Fu, you are not real. If you look at your list of talents, you can’t see any bad habits. The girls won’t be able to grab them when they meet you, and they will pick you. ."
Fu Hua shook his head: "Auntie, you don't understand, my personal conditions are okay, but my family conditions are not so satisfactory. A few years ago, my mother had been ill in bed, and that girl would be willing to take care of her when she got married. The patient?"
The old lady said: "It's no wonder then. It's a pity that such a nice young man. How is your mother now?"
Fu Hua said, "I'm gone."
The old lady said: "Oh, then you don't have much burden now, you can find a girlfriend."
Fu Hua smiled: "Auntie, I used to think I was anxious to find a daughter-in-law to help me take care of my mother together. It also lost my mother’s wish to hold her grandson. Now my mother is gone, my heart is also weakened. Let it go."
The old lady nodded and said, "Little Fu, you seem to be a filial son. Yes, yes. Tell me, what conditions do you want to find, and see if there are suitable ones in front of me."
Fu Hua smiled: "This is really going to happen, as long as it is pleasing to the eye."
The old lady smiled: "This depends on fate. Hey, what do you think of our family, Xiaoli, she is also a big boss, but she hasn't found a suitable one."
Fu Huaxin said that this old lady is interesting. Didn't you see that your granddaughter saw me and left? I also want to introduce her to me. It would be nice if she doesn't want to kick me.
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, auntie for looking up to me, but I am a tubao and can't get into your granddaughter's eyes."
The old lady listened to Fu Hua declined her proposal and said, "Xiao Fu, don’t look at Xiao Li’s cold eye for you these days. That’s because she is dissatisfied with me and Lao Zheng’s trip to Haichuan. It's aimed at you. In fact, she is a very gentle girl and very capable. She has opened a very profitable clothing company. Such a capable and gentle girl is hard to find."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I know why your granddaughter has an opinion on me. I understand it very well. But I and her are really inappropriate."
Fu Hua didn't like a woman with a strong and capable personality like Zheng Li, let alone behind this strong woman, there is a family with a deep background. For him, marriage is a safe haven, a place where men lick their wounds. What he wants is a gentle and considerate woman, not a strong woman like Zheng Li. Even if he marries Zheng Li, his career will be very great. He would not be willing to accept his help, he did not want to use marriage as a shortcut to the South.
What else the old lady wanted to say, Zheng Lao said to the side: "Old lady, young people now have their own ideas. If they are optimistic about each other, they will act on their own, so don't worry about it too much."
The old lady said unhappily: "I'm not willing to worry about it. Look at the young people nowadays, all of them are quite old, but none of them are in a hurry to get married, and I don't know what they think."
Old Zheng smiled: "The times have changed, do you think they are still the same as the people of our time?"
Fu Hua looked at Mr. Zheng and said with a smile: "Actually, Mr. Zheng, I feel that being born in the age of you and aunt may be more useful."
Zheng Lao said: "What's so good about our time? Wars are raging."
Fu Hua said: "But that was a time when talented people were born in large numbers, and it was a time when young people could shed their blood."
Elder Zheng nodded: "That's true. Lin Shuai was a teacher when he was a teenager. When the Baise Uprising was not very old, it was really an era when young people had more opportunities to make their heads."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I don't know what idea Zheng Lao came out of the revolution in the first place?"
Zheng Lao’s eyes lit up. After he was old, he was the most talked about bravery in those days. He began to look back on his revolutionary experience when he wrote and joined the army...
On the way, Zheng Lao recalled his revolutionary experience enthusiastically. This was the life of an old man who crawled out of the dead, full of passion and blood and tears. Fu Hua was thrilled and relished. Mr. Zheng was also happy to have such a listener to share with him the years of the past. The two talked very happily and soon became a year-end friendship.
As he approached Haichuan, Mr. Zheng began to feel sad. He began to recall the process of meeting and falling in love with Zhang Hua. The old lady corrected the mistakes of Mr. Zheng from time to time. The eyes of the two of them often became blurred, but In front of the younger generation Fu Hua, the two had to restrain their feelings and not let the tears flow out.
At the Haichuan Railway Station, Sun Yong and Qu Wei had waited there long ago with their secretaries. Since Mr. Zheng had confessed in advance not to disturb the place, Sun Yong did not arrange any grand welcoming ceremony.
Mr. Zheng was sent to the Haichuan Hotel to stay. Mr. Zheng said: "I have been able to get tired and want to take a break. You are the local heads, Xiao Sun and Xiao Qu. There are many things to be busy with. Go back. Hua will stay and take care of me."
Sun Yong said: "Then Mr. Zheng, please rest first. Secretary Cheng will come to see you in the evening."
Old Zheng said: "I see. You go back first."
Sun Yong said, "Well, let's go out first. Xiao Fu, you come out with me first."
Fu Hua followed Sun Yong and Qu Wei out of Elder Zheng’s room. Sun Yong said: "Little Fu, you successfully connected Elder Zheng to Haichuan, very good."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "This is what I should do."
Sun Yong pointed to the surrounding rooms and said: "This floor has been packaged by the Municipal Committee. The two rooms on the left of Zheng Lao live in the medical expert team. If there is anything uncomfortable with Zheng Lao, you can immediately Look for them. You live in the first room on the right, and the second and third are plainclothes guards to protect the safety of Mr. Zheng. They will deal with any emergency. Do you understand, Xiao Fu?"
Fu Hua nodded: "I understand."
Qu Wei patted Fu Hua on the shoulder: "Old Zheng's health and safety are very important. You must make every effort to ensure that there is no mistake."
Fu Hua said: "I will definitely live up to the trust of my leaders."
At eight o'clock in the evening, Cheng Yuan, secretary of the East China Sea, rushed to Haichuan from the provincial government. Sun Yong and Qu Wei accompanied them to the Haichuan Hotel to meet Mr. Zheng.
Mr. Zheng shook hands with Cheng Yuan and said with a smile: "Xiao Cheng, I'm down to cause you trouble."
Cheng Yuan smiled and said, "Old Zheng, I am the soldier you brought out. It is okay to come to see you, and it is not troublesome to say anything is troublesome."
Zheng Lao said: "Actually, the comrades in places like Xiaosun and Xiaoqu took good care of me. I didn't want them to disturb you. Later, I thought about it, I lost my old bones. I missed you a bit, so I didn't stop them."
Cheng Yuan smiled and said: "Old Zheng, what are you talking about? I have always wanted to invite you back to the East China Sea for a walk, but you have always been afraid of causing trouble to the place, so you don’t want to make a trip. This time, it’s fine. , Come back and stay with me in the provincial capital for a few days, right?"
Old Zheng smiled: "I won't go where you are. I'm only going to sweep the grave for the old comrades when I come back. I will go back after sweeping the tomb."
Cheng Yuan said, "Well, how can you come here? How can you get a seat at my house."
Old Zheng laughed and said, "I am old and don't like the excitement anymore. I am very happy when you come to see me. Now that you have seen me, you can go back to work on your work."
Cheng Yuan smiled: "Old Zheng, you are not right. Why do you drive me away as soon as I come? Can I accompany you to sweep the tomb tomorrow and leave?"
Elder Zheng thought for a while and said, "It's good, we haven't been together for a long time, so you can stay."
Cheng Yuan said happily: "Yes."
That night, Cheng Yuan chatted with Zheng Lao until midnight, and stayed at the Haichuan Hotel.
Early the next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Zheng, Cheng Yuan, Sun Yong, Qu Wei, Fu Hua and other members of the medical team boarded a bus and set off to sweep Zhang Hua's grave. As the road became more and more difficult, the buildings on both sides of the road became low and simple, and Zheng's brows wrinkled.
Zhang Hua's tomb is on the slope of a small hill, surrounded by grassy grasses. A lone tomb is piled there, and a remnant monument stands there. Comrade Zhang Hua's words can still be seen faintly on it. Fu Hua looked around, and could see that this place had just been leveled, otherwise the head of the tomb must still be submerged in the grass. It took a lot of setbacks to come to Sun Yong to find here.
The old Zheng, who got out of the car, trembled with excitement. The old lady and Zheng Li hurriedly helped him. The three of them walked to Zhang Hua’s grave. Zheng Lao reached out and stroked the tombstone, tears crying: "Zhang Hua, let me see You came."
The old lady also said with tears: "Sister Hua, we are really sorry for leaving you here alone."
Cheng Yuan led Sun Yong and others behind Zheng Lao and bowed to Zhang Hua's tomb as a sign of sorrow.
After a while, Cheng Yuan saw that Zheng Lao cried more and more sad, and stepped forward to comfort him: "Zheng Lao, let's be sorry."
Zheng Li also said: "Grandpa, your body is important, don't cry."
Only then did Mr. Zheng slowly stop crying.
On the way back, Sun Yong said: "Old Zheng, I want to review with you. The local government has not taken good care of the affairs of the martyr Zhanghua, and this place has been abandoned all these years."
Mr. Zheng shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, Xiao Sun. After so many years, the local officials don't know how many terms have been changed, and many things and people have been forgotten. You can find Zhang Hua's. I’m very grateful for the tomb."
Sun Yong said: "It took a bit of trouble to find the tomb of the martyr Zhanghua. We asked many old people in the surrounding villages to find this place. Originally, I wanted to repair it and replace the tombstone, but I didn’t know Zheng Laoyou. I don’t have any suggestions for repairs, so I haven’t moved for the time being. Now you are here, Mr. Zheng. What do you think is the next step? The civil affairs department originally studied a plan and wanted to move the tomb of the Martyr Zhanghua to the Martyrs’ Cemetery. I don’t know. What do you think of Mr. Zheng?"