As these words came out, the last trace of strength in He Zizhen's heart completely collapsed, and he burst into tears for a while.
No matter how old a person lives, as long as his parents and children are around, he will always feel that he has a solid support behind him.
But now, his father is gone, and the person who has shielded him from the wind and rain for decades has left him forever!
From now on, no matter whether it is wind, rain or ice, he will have to face it alone!
After Zhao Yonggang heard the news, his body trembled suddenly, his eyes widened, he looked at He Zizhen blankly, and said in a trembling voice in disbelief, "He... Mr. He... passed away?"
Immediately afterwards, his eyes suddenly filled with tears.
When he and He Zizhen first started working together, they were still young and both were in Beijing. He would often follow He Zizhen to the He family to have dinner. Mr. He and Mrs. He warmly entertained him every time.
But now, those loving and warm smiles can no longer be seen.
When the soldiers around him heard this, they all looked sad for a moment, lowered their heads, pursed their lips tightly, and looked sad.
After a while, He Zizhen's mood eased a bit. He stretched out his hands to push the people around him away, and then walked quickly outside the barracks, and everyone hurriedly followed.
He Zizhen walked all the way to the camp gate with his head held high, then turned towards the direction of Beifang's home, knelt down on the ground with a "pop", with tears streaming down his face, he raised his head and said loudly, "Dad, the child is unfilial!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and knocked his head heavily to the ground.
"Everything is there!"
Zhao Yonggang looked serious, shouted loudly, sniffed, turned around, looked north as well, straightened up suddenly, and said loudly, "Salute!"
Almost immediately after hearing the sound, a group of soldiers lined up in order, looked sideways to the north, looked solemn, and saluted with a "pa" sound.
Their eyes were burning and their expressions were resolute and awed. At this moment, they were not only mourning the father of their captain, but also paying high respect to a great and virtuous elder!
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When He Jiarong saw that there was no response from Mr. He's phone call, he was worried for a moment and kept trying to call Mr. He.
Little did he know that Mr. He had forgotten his cell phone in the barracks and could not answer the call at all.
"Sir, there is no need to fight anymore. Since Captain He is in the camp, he will be fine!"
Li Zhensheng hurriedly persuaded Lin Yu, "Let's go back first. Don't hinder the He family from helping Mr. He take care of his funeral!"
At this time, people from the He family were coming in and out non-stop. Many people almost regarded Lin Yu as their enemies, and they would insult him more or less. They really couldn't stay here any longer.
When Lin Yu heard what he said, he looked up at Li Zhensheng blankly, and then nodded solemnly.
Then he stood up staggeringly, straightened his back, knelt down in the direction of Mr. He's bedroom, kowtowed three times to Mr. He respectfully, then stood up suddenly, turned around and walked away quickly.
go.
He was afraid that he would walk too slowly, so he couldn't control his emotions.
Li Zhensheng and Bairentu saw this and hurriedly followed.
It was already daybreak, and the whole city was gradually waking up from its slumber. The streets were soon filled with people coming and going. Everyone's faces were beaming with joy, congratulating each other on the New Year, and enjoying the last few days.
The holiday and festive atmosphere are not at all affected by the sadness of the He family.
However, in the entire upper class circle in Beijing, the news of Mr. He's death was like a nuclear bomb explosion, spreading to the entire upper class circle in almost a short period of time, causing a huge sensation!
After the senior leaders above learned the news, they immediately arranged their trips and rushed to the He family.
Some wealthy and powerful merchants who were not high enough also spread the news by word of mouth, eagerly discussing the impact of Mr. He's death on the He family, and even on the entire upper class circle in Beijing.
Now that Mr. He has passed away, and Mr. He has been nailed to death on the border of dire straits, he may not be able to escape unscathed, and the future of the entire He family has been cast into a shadow in an instant.
I'm afraid that from now on, the status ranking of the entire upper class in Beijing will have to change!
Many people who had previously been ingratiating themselves with the He family immediately took advantage of the situation, changed their families, and began to curry favor with the Chu family.
Therefore, the Chu family received the news of Mr. He's death almost immediately.
"That bad old man from the Chu family is finally dead, haha!"
Chu Yunxi, who was recuperating at home, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard the news. He was very happy for a while, then his eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice, "He Jiarong, let me see who can protect you this time!"
Last time he suffered so much and was slapped by his father and devised a painful scheme, but he still failed to deprive Lin Yu of his shadow spirit identity. It was because of Mr. He!
Now that Mr. He was dead, he was naturally overjoyed. He immediately jumped up and rushed to the study room upstairs. He pushed open the door and shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, grandpa, I'm so happy, I have a piece of good news for you!"