Chi Jun smiled very kindly, very softly, and his cheeks were rosy and full.

Chi Xiaoye knelt in front of the bed with a "thump" and endured his inner grief and said, "Old handsome guy is old handsome guy."

Chi Jun tried to raise his hand, but he had no strength, so he could only raise his fingers one by one.

Chi Xiaoye understood, rushed forward and grabbed grandpa's hand.

These hands took her in the cradle, and even in the fierce flood, he never gave up on her.

It was also these hands that feed her, lead her to walk, and help her to school and get married.

But these hands were even rough in their palms, and the skin on the back of their hands was as dry as old bark. Every wrinkle was extremely profound, just like the bumps he had experienced in his life.

"Grandpa..." He choked up as soon as he opened his mouth. Chi Xiaoye had countless words in his heart, all of which were blocked in his throat, but he couldn't even jump out a word.

Instead, Chi Jun smiled at her peacefully, clearly and calmly, saying his final farewell to her.

"Little Yezi is good, don't cry, don't be sad. Grandpa has been waiting for this day for a long time."

"No grandpa, I don't want you to leave..."

Grandpa held her hand back and said calmly while pinching it: "Grandpa has no regrets, the only concern is you, promise grandpa to live, study, and work well."

"Well, I can, I can..." Chi Xiaoye wanted to say goodbye to his grandfather, but, no, the grief in his chest gushed out like sparks and magma from the crater, and it could not be suppressed.

Perhaps influenced by his mother, Guoguo also started crying, took the great-grandfather's hand, and thrust and said, "Grandfather, are you going to die? Don't die. If you die, Guoguo will not have great-grandfather..."

Chi Jun looked at his white, fat and healthy great-grandson, and felt infinite comfort in his heart. He held his little hand and gave me some instructions, "Little baby, you are a boy. You must take good care of your mother and don't let her cry."

"Well, I know," Guoguo immediately wiped away her tears and reached out to wipe her mother's tears. "Great grandpa, don't worry, I will protect my mother. I love my mother the most and will not make her sad."

"Okay, so good." Chi Jun was very pleased.

"Great grandpa, didn't you say that you would teach me to learn swimming when it was on vacation? I'll be on vacation soon. Get up and teach me how to learn. I like playing with water so I will definitely learn it."

Chi Jun laughed, "You little clever, let your father teach you swimming. He must be better than me."

Chi Xiaoye rubbed her face against her son's head. At this time, her language system had already crashed. However, Guoguo used tender voices and straightforward words to express her reluctance to her grandfather.

There was a messy footsteps outside, and Zhao Zhouhan rushed over, sweating all over his head.

Chi Jun supported his heavy eyelids, raised his last breath of energy and said, "I'm all in one place, I really have no regrets at all, you..." Chi Jun looked at Zhao Zhouhan, but he had exhausted his strength.

Zhao Zhouhan immediately understood and went up to him, holding grandpa, Xiaoye and Guoguo's hands with both hands, and said solemnly: "Grandpa, Xiaoye and Guoguo, I will protect my life with my life, don't worry..."

Hearing these words, Chi Jun moved his lips and looked at his lips, and he should be saying "OK".

"Grandpa, don't leave Grandpa," Chi Xiaoye pressed the grief in his chest, begged and kept it, "Grandpa..."

Chi Jun finally glanced at the family of three, closed his eyes with a smile, and was as peaceful as falling asleep.

"Grandpa," Chi Xiaoye could no longer suppress the grief in his heart and cried out loudly, "Grandpa, I will definitely take good care of myself. Don't worry, don't worry..."

Chi Jun finally raised the corner of his mouth and grabbed her with all his strength. Finally, the last slit of his eyes was closed.

"grandfather……"

"Great grandpa..."

It hurts, loses a close relative, and the heart is cut by a knife, repeatedly cutting and going back and forth.

She blamed herself for not being able to accompany her grandfather.

She grabbed her grandfather's hand hard, but still couldn't stop him from leaving.

She cried like a child. Every bit of her time with her grandfather from childhood was in her mind. Some were already blurred, and some seemed to be yesterday. She couldn't bear to part with her grandfather.

Grandpa left with a smile, very calm and peaceful.

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The cemetery, green pine and cypress, solemn and dignified.

It had just rained and the heat was dispersed. The stone steps were washed clean, and the wind was blowing with water droplets in the air, making people feel clear.

Their group was twenty or thirty, mainly mostly old comrades-in-arms, and they quietly said their final goodbye to Chi Jun.

In fact, in the last few years, Mr. Chi did not have any major problems in his heart. He was in a good mood and in good health. It was considered a death to be a happy and joyful depressed person.

So the funeral was not sad. Everyone was rarely together. They recalled many of Chi Jun's heroic deeds and daily life when he was young. They were talking and laughing, and they were quite happy.

Zhao Zhouhan hugged Chi Xiaoye's shoulder and comforted softly: "Look at everyone, this is what grandpa wants to see the most."

Chi Xiaoye sucked his nose and nodded, "Yes."

Looking around, it is quiet, quiet and solemn. In addition to green pines and cypresses, there are also flowers that always accompany you.

She thought, grandpa must like this place.

After leaving the cemetery, everyone has to go their own way. Chi Xiaoye said goodbye and thank you one by one.

In the evening, Chi Xiaoye returned to the small apartment where he had lived with his grandfather for three years.

The manor and villa in Daqing Village have been demolished and changed. Nothing in the past has been left behind. This small apartment is where she and her grandfather lived together for the last time.

It has been several years since time to calculate, but thinking about the past seems to be yesterday.

I asked someone to clean the apartment in advance. The bedding was all new. In addition to the fact that there was still a musty smell that didn't have time to dispel it, it was also called a bright window.

This is a three-bedroom and two-living room apartment. Grandpa lives in the largest master bedroom, and she has two second bedrooms, one as a bedroom and the other as a study. The grandfather and grandfather live here, which is spacious and comfortable, especially.

Except for the bedding, the rest of the room was still the same as the original ones. Even the books on the bookshelf had not been moved. The book "How Iron Is Made" on the desk was still on the page she read.

Zhao Zhouhan: "In the three years you left, we all kept it from our grandfather. The unified saying of grandfather was that you went abroad to study, and he never studied it. However, he often came back here and sat in your study for half a day."

Chi Xiaoye slowly walked to the desk, sat down, and picked up the pages he had read. There was actually her own mark on them. One of the words made her laugh and cry. "How is steel made? Then ask steel!"
Chapter completed!