Chapter 1286 Postscript

On the seventh day of the first lunar month of the millennium, the capital was shrouded in a sudden heavy snow. The wind and snow were heavy, but people enjoyed it and were still immersed in the peaceful and happy atmosphere of the New Year.

The government's first [General Manager] The atmosphere at Qiao Zhenliang's home was sad and depressing. Qiao Lao left suddenly. The night before yesterday, he sat in front of the fireplace with his family and talked about Qiao Mengyuan's return for the Lantern Festival, but yesterday morning, the old man fell asleep and died.

After learning of the bad news, the main leaders of the country came to Qiao's house as soon as possible to express their condolences and greetings.

Qiao Zhenliang was almost busy receiving guests who came to mourn on this day. The old man had already left his last wish before his death. After his death, he wanted to scatter the ashes to the sea, accompanied by the ups and downs of the tide, and smiled at the wind and clouds.

[General] Liwen Guoquan was the first to get the news and come to mourn. Only when he really sits on a high position can he understand the heavy responsibility and mission on his shoulder. He shook hands with Qiao Zhenliang, patted the good partner on the shoulder and said, "Zhenliang, my condolences!"

Qiao Zhenliang nodded and squeezed his lips. His voice became a little hoarse because of fatigue: "Brother Guoquan, don't worry, I will adjust myself and go back to work as soon as possible."

Wen Guoquan looked at Qiao Zhenliang's white temples and whispered, "My hair is gray." He not only talked about Qiao Zhenliang, but also about himself. Now he has gray hair. If it weren't for the help of hair dye, he would have shown the image of an old man in front of people.

Qiao Zhenliang said, "No one can compete with the years."

At this time, Qiao Pengfei, a member of the Standing Committee of Beigang City, came to say hello to Qiao Pengfei, who had made a comeback and set up a Jingtong Trading Company in the United States. Before his death, Mr. Qiao didn't like to do big things, and the tedious etiquette such as filial piety in the mourning hall, so he specially told his children and grandchildren that after his death, there was no need to wear filial piety, and there was no need to guard the spirit for him. As long as his children and grandchildren could The illusion shown to others. Therefore, the children and grandchildren of the Qiao family are just wearing black suits, and no one wears filial piety.

Wen Guoquan shook hands with Qiao Pengfei, nodded with appreciation and said, "Pengfei, I went to Beigang last month to inspect. You did a good job in Binhai! Do a good job, you have a bright future.

Qiao Pengfei said, "Uncle Wen, it's not my credit to have Binhai now. I'm just a lucky successor. At the beginning, the bonded area project and the Fulong Port project were all done by the previous leaders. I just finished the next work."

Wen Guoquan nodded. He thought of Zhang Yang, and naturally thought of his son. There was an unspeakable feeling in his heart. He looked around and said, "Mengyuan hasn't come back yet?"

Qiao Peng said, "I have informed her that she should be on the plane now. If it goes well, she will arrive in the capital by special plane this afternoon."

Qiao Zhenliang sent Wen Guoquan out of the door. Wen Guoquan said, "Zang, go back. Your sister-in-law was supposed to come together, but something happened in the hospital, so she couldn't get out."

Qiao Zhenliang said, "Brother Guoquan, I may be delayed for a few days recently. I'm tired of your work."

Wen Guoquan shook his hand.

When he went out and sat in the car, Li Wei did not drive immediately, but quietly waited for his decision.

Wen Guoquan said, "Hospital!"

Luo Huining looked at his son. Wen Haonan sat ** with his back to her and looked out of the window quietly. He had maintained such a posture for a whole hour. Every day Luo Huining would come to see him, but every day she only saw her son's back. Although he could get around him in a few steps, Luo Huining did not have such courage.

There was a gentle sound of footsteps behind her. Luo Huining knew that her husband had come back without looking back. Wen Guoquan's hand gently rested on her shoulder. Luo Huining stretched out her hand to cover her husband's hand. Her eyes began to turn red, and then she cried silently. Once she had a deep resentment about her husband's lack of taking care of the family, but she had to understand and accept that her husband not only belonged to herself, but also to the family, and the pain in his heart was never inferior to himself.

"Is it snowing outside?" Wen Haonan's voice seemed a little confused. He stayed in this room for a year. The doors and windows were closed and he didn't say a word. He didn't even dare to look at the outside world.

Luo Huining and Wen Guoquan looked at each other, and there were surprises and surprises in their eyes. The matter came so suddenly that they didn't even know how to respond.

"Dad! Mom! Did you all come to see me?"

Luo Huining wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked by a soft mass of things. She couldn't speak and sobbed in a low voice.

Wen Guoquan suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Yes, we are all here. Your mother will come to see you every day."

Wen Haonan said, "I know!"

Wen Guoquan said, "It's snowing outside. It's snowing heavily. Do you want to see it?"

Wen Haonan was silent for a long time before he hummed.

Wen Guoquan strode to the curtain, but Luo Huining grabbed his wrist. She shook her head with tears in her eyes. Wen Guoquan smiled at her, patted her hand gently, and still insisted on walking to the window. Wen Guoquan's hand grabbed the thick curtain. He suddenly opened the curtain and the snowlight projected in from the outside.

Wen Haonan closed his eyes tightly when he heard the curtain ringing.

Wen Guoquan looked at his son's face, which was more and more pale by the snow: "The snow scene is very beautiful. Why don't you dare to look at it?"

Wen Haonan's lips were trembling.

Wen Guoquan shouted, "Outside is the real world. You are still alive. Why don't you dare to face the reality? You are a man. You should stand up to face what has happened. Why don't you dare? Why don't you even have the courage to look at the world?

Wen Haonan suddenly screamed. His hands covered his face tightly, and tears ran freely along his fingers.

Luo Huining rushed over and grabbed Wen Guoquan's arm: "Guoquan, I beg you, I beg you don't force him again..."

Wen Guoquan shook his head, and his eyes turned red: "A coward!" He raised his hand and slapped Wen Haonan in the face.

Wen Haonan was stunned by this slap. Luo Huining was also stunned. His eyes widened, and tears condensed in her eyes.

Wen Haonan slowly put down his hand. His eyelashes were raised in the trembling, and the snowlight stung his eyes. After a long time, he adapted to the strong light, stood up and slowly walked to the window, put his arm against the glass window, and then put his forehead against his arm, and his thin shoulders were constantly Shaking...

I have been hesitating whether to write a postscript. I can think about it again and again. I hope this postscript can supplement everyone's regrets.

I will finish the postscript tonight. I'm writing it now. I don't even know how much I write!

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