Red Official Seal Chapter 764, Mother passed away 16
Amidst the humming cries and words, Bai Xinyu's eyes opened wider and wider, and her eyes quickly swelled red with sadness and pain. ss She saw the fine gossamer-like saliva flowing from the corner of her husband Xiao Zixin's mouth.
, red and swollen eyes and trembling eyelashes, my heart is like a thousand arrows piercing my heart!
The old mother's body was covered with a blanket, as if she was fast asleep.
However, his face is as white as a sheet of paper and his expression is peaceful.
Zombie. Solidify.[
Director Xiao Zixin gently lifted a corner of the blanket. Three days later, under the auspices of the funeral director Da Lao Tian, the old mother's body was prepared for burial in accordance with the usual practices and procedures...
A face that has been unforgettable since childhood, making people dizzy and crazy...
"Mom, I am Xin'er..."
"I'll give it to you..."
Xiao Zixin couldn't help it anymore, his voice was choked with sobs, but it was like a tiger roaring and a lion roaring, shaking the house.
This face, this old and peaceful face, carries so many years of intimate memories for him? Childhood, childhood, boyhood, youth...to this day, the scenes are still fresh in his memory! However, a moment later, Da Lao Tian
Under his command, the old mother who gave birth to him and raised him, and who accompanied him through hard work and hard work for half his life, was buried. The nail was hammered into the big red and purple coffin that had been placed in front of him. From that moment on,
This means that the dear and respectable old man has left them forever——
Go to heaven. Go to heaven. Go to the face that people can never see again and can only miss in dreams...
Someone gently handed him a small bellyband. It was a "Wanjia brand" pocket-sized little red bellyband. It was small and exquisite, completely unlike the little red bellyband that the now-provincial director of public security had always kept with him when he was a child.
It looks more like a small handicraft with fine workmanship. It was a gift that my mother's second brother brought to my sister when he returned from a foreign country. It was for her youngest son who was about to give birth to play, no, to keep warm. At that time, it was just a gift.
I hope she will use it for entertainment and fun. Once her son is born, she will personally put it on her eleventh son or daughter to protect her life and keep her warm. Unexpectedly, she has kept it for decades, as if to protect herself.
life...
Xiao Zixin's hand holding the bellyband trembled slightly, and his face turned red. His relatives and others were afraid that he would faint, so they stretched out their hands to support him from behind. He looked at the bellyband in his hand over and over again, and looked at his old mother with tearful eyes: "Mom——!"
"Mom, goodbye——!!"
"..."
Xiao Zixin burst into tears and was in pain.
The past is like smoke, and the scenes are like before. In the spring of 19xx, in Niangniangzhai, a handsome 3-year-old child Xiao Zixin fell into a small ditch outside the door. He was discovered by neighbors in time and rescued his old friend Xiao Laowen. He was accidentally trapped in the ditch.
The son who was so frightened that he cried loudly - three-year-old Zixin. Seventeen years later, when Xiao Zixin lost his first college girlfriend and needed emotional comfort the most, he fell in love with Xiao Zixin at first sight and developed a crush on her.
Bai Xinyu, the beautiful daughter of Tingting Yuli, who had already become the deputy secretary of the county party committee, followed Xiao Zixin to her side regardless of the huge difference in status and family.
At that time, the intelligent, beautiful and sincere Bai Xinyu was only 19 years old, while Xiao Zixin's old mother had already entered the age of knowing her destiny...
The old mother used to be her son Xiao Zixin and the person she regarded as the highest example of "loving" people.
She loves him more than herself!
He didn't understand why she would suddenly attack and leave without saying goodbye, so she wanted to punish him without leaving a word? Mom...
Could it be that that unforgettable love really disappeared and left him?...
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Following a strange shout from Da Laotian (no one could understand this, they could only make out the general meaning), that shout was to formally bury Director Xiao Zixin’s old mother, and then nail a long nail on the coffin.
A very long special large iron nail...
The relatives and friends of the closest relatives respectfully and slowly put the old mother into the coffin...
Above the head, the sun is blocked high——
Perhaps, in today's Internet era with information explosion, the banner headlines of some Chinese websites the next day were:
Huo Yuying, the mother of Director Xiao Zixin of K Province, passed away, and the whole village and the county mourned
Maybe the message has two columns, and a photo of the old mother during her lifetime is also included.
More likely, during the Xuanpu County news program in the afternoon and evening, Xuanpu County and Daguo County, where Xiao Zixin once worked, will publish special articles for this news about the integration of private and official affairs. The municipal party committee, the city government, the surrounding county committees, and the government
Many leaders of the National People's Congress and the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference attended this grand funeral to bid farewell to the respected old mother of Director Xiao Zixin. Things may calm down within a few days.
Perhaps this news is not eye-catching on the Internet, and no one will pay special attention to it. However, locally, Xuanpu County will make the whole county uproar. The surname is deeply saddened, because on the land of Xuanpu County, Xiao Zixin’s name
People will never forget that his virtuous, intelligent, and suffering old mother was able to educate such a good son and a good official, whether his son became the director of public security, secretary of the political and legal committee, or deputy county magistrate.
The executive deputy county magistrate and the secretary-general of the municipal party committee always try their best to serve ordinary people with the same surname as his old mother and father...
She has a higher status than anyone else…………
Among the crowd not far away, Jiang Lanhua looked at the ceiling and shed tears.
The death of Xiao Zixin's old mother made her feel deeply uneasy in her inner world. People's word-of-mouth and the understanding of the county newspaper and radio station filled her with comfort. It can be said that this mother has always been her idol, but now...
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Past events and memories kept her sane and made her chew on her past...
Although Jiang Lanhua is still not too old, her marriage failed soon after it began. It was during the most difficult and special period of her life that she was in love with the flesh and blood of the young cadre Xiao Zixin she loved... and fled her hometown.
The forest farm worker she met outside was Lao Chi who was willing to take her in. Later, after the divorce, she met her current husband, Staring Dog (the village chief at the time). She knew her husband's love for her best, but...
She also knows that in this life, there is only one person she truly loves -
There can only ever be this one: Xiao Zixin!
She and Staring Dog (who had not been crippled by the public security organs at that time, and had not become a person hated by the villagers, but a rough guy who worked wholeheartedly for the villagers and sought justice, a good guy) seemed to be inseparable and had long been separated. However, once she wanted to
During the two divorces, Staring Dog was beaten and disabled by people from the County Public Security Bureau, and then arrested and imprisoned in a detention center, but she refused to leave!
She was determined to seek justice for her husband, whom she didn't love! If she didn't do it, no one would do it for him anymore - she felt that was too unfair! This special experience did not happen quickly.
This prompted their marriage to come to an end. She longed for love, but had no sadness. Like all women who are loyal to men, she especially cherishes life and youth, and despises those vain women who sell themselves cheaply to powerful men.
Men, in exchange for a life of fine clothing and fine food.
However, Xiang Shang's action of intercepting the car accidentally led her to meet the most precious man in her life - Secretary Xiao Zixin!
Everything has been fundamentally changed since then - completely changed.
Now, am I his woman?...
Is the death of my old mother somehow related to my own fate?
Jiang Lanhua thought worriedly. No, I am asking for trouble. I can love Xiao Zixin for the rest of my life, but nothing will let him be in the shadow of my love. But, what if this is not the case? I am a body system after all.
Rape also benefited from all this by an ordinary "civil servant" actor, a woman who is extremely weak and has the strength to tie a chicken...
The mournful music sounded——[
Amidst the sudden bursts of mournful music, all the people attending the funeral had tears in their eyes. The funeral was proceeding smoothly and slowly and orderly according to Da Laotian's directive plan of one high and one low...
Sad music is actually not a formal sad music, but a group of twenty or thirty trumpeters who come in accordance with local customs and habits. The sound is loud, weird, whimpering, and sounds nondescript, but this is popular in rural areas, especially in Niangniangzhai area, Xiao Zi
Of course, Director Xin absolutely understood that his old mother, old father, sister and relatives and friends - including the leaders, colleagues and subordinates at all levels who came to attend the funeral with different identities, all bid farewell to this kind of mournful music.
Those who are near and dear...
Half an hour later, my mother's funeral was held outside the house.
At this moment, inside and outside the gate of the ordinary farmhouse of the Xiao family - it looks like a blue building like a funeral parlor in a big country. Although in people's eyes, it is just a farmhouse for ordinary workers, but at the same time, it seems to be completely due to various reasons.
The reason is obviously different from the identity of Director Xiao Zixin.
Amid the sound of mourning music, it seemed to be an intersection specially set up for those great figures who had outstanding achievements and were well-liked by people to lead to the kingdom of heaven. The gate had a dazzling white porch, and a simple white bell hung above it. The memorial hall was crowded
It was full of government officials, relatives, close friends and women who came to see the deceased off. In the middle, in addition to the purple coffin, there were countless bright and eye-catching bouquets of flowers and wreaths. There was a large wreath placed inconspicuously in the corner.
In the position of , there is a simple line written on the strap:
Deep condolences
The signature is: Your admirer Jiang Lanhua
People's eyes were red and swollen, and they stood in silence.
The coffin containing the body of the elder Xiao Zixin's mother was tightly closed and nails had been hammered into it. Xiao Zixin, who was standing aside, could not imagine the reason for this. Everything was done in strict accordance with the traditional grand scenes and procedures of the Celestial Dynasty, but he felt
Still not enough.
The pastor began to pray: (This is completely done by Director Xiao Zixin in accordance with the wishes of the old mother and father. The old mother, like his biological sister, has sincerely believed in God since I don’t know when!
!)
Therefore, Director Xiao Zixin specially sent a pastor from the provincial capital——
"O Lord Almighty! You have always been watching around us. You are our God and we are your people, since the mountains have not appeared, the earth has not been formed, and the world has not been born, for eternity and eternity, from generation to generation.
From the beginning of this period, our souls will survive under your protection, which we fear..."
"Amen!"
Xiao Zixin closed his eyes tightly.
Tears are flowing, I can't help myself...
At that moment, his soul was peaceful and quiet——
The unforgettable past of the tall and majestic Longhorn Mountain nearby - memories from my childhood come to mind again...
On December 2, 19xx, a young life was born in a rural village of Niangniang, dozens of miles away from the ancient small town of Xuanpu County, which would later be recorded in the history of this small mountain village as "Xiao Zixin". According to some local myths and legends
, Jason, the prince of Thessaly, once led the Arguine heroes here to search for the Golden Fleece. It is unknown whether they found the Golden Fleece in the end.
However, Xiao Zixin lived his unhappy childhood in this idyllic environment...
Later, after this smart and "unyielding man" became a high-ranking official in the chaotic officialdom of the Celestial Dynasty, his wife Bai Xinyu still maintained the same feelings as him, loving those with the same surname, while another unknown woman Jiang Lanhua
This old mother was left with a pair of children belonging to Xiao Zixin, a boy and a girl...
They had already been admitted to different key universities in the recent college entrance examination based on their abilities and intelligence. Now, among these silent or crying people, they followed their mothers to Director Xiao Zixin’s old office.
Mother's side.
Director Xiao Zixin’s lover, Bai Xinyu, who was also crying bitterly, felt pain and sadness in another scene. If it were not for Director Xiao Zixin’s old mother, their subsequent sincere love might not have been possible.
——
Bridal room flowers and candles, newlyweds.
He murmured in her ear:
"Dear Yu, my sweetheart!"
"Do you love me?"
"Do you really love me? When you become a high official in the future, you won't forget me, right?"
"How could it be possible? Absolutely not!"
After marriage, she became the person he loved most, and they have always loved each other the most until today...
The old mother said during her lifetime: No matter what, my son, you can’t bully God, you have to treat your wife well...
"Hurry up and give me and your father a precious grandson..."
"Hey, this is mom's only wish!"
Once she fell ill, Director Xiao Zixin rushed home and helped her sleep and comforted her.
"Mom, I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it, can't I just listen to you in everything?"
"My son still loves me... he understands my mother's heart..." she said with satisfaction.
Once you die, everything comes to an end.
However, for Director Xiao Zixin, things are far from simple.
The end of a life that had worked so hard to give birth to and raise him suddenly became a reality, so quickly, so suddenly, and in such an unexpected way. It was no longer some illusory illusion in the distant future, but
The solid reality! It was also the beginning of longing that he could not bear. Mom, mom...
During this period, especially the past few days and nights when he returned to his hometown of Niangniang Village, he often had palpitations, heart tremors, and was alone in a daze.
The sudden death of his old mother means that many beautiful things will also wither. He knows that he will miss her even more from now on, miss the support and education of his old mother for so many years. This is
It was a reality that could not be avoided. It hit his soul as hard as a wave, making him, the provincial police chief, like a frightened child who wanted to snuggle into his mother's body, but was abandoned by her.
She is always waiting for his call. On the other hand, in recent years - no, that is not the case, actually since he entered officialdom, he has actually become farther and farther away from his old mother.
Getting further and further away, all he could give to his dearest old mother and father was endless money, and the medicines, foreign foods, and health care he brought back again and again to treat her painful gynecological diseases.
products and high-end supplies...
I can't help myself!
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Bai Xinyu has always been next to her husband Xiao Zixin, facing a strong-willed hero, the director of the public security department of a province. This sensitive and passionate lady often feels puzzled: he can be gentle, affectionate, sensitive and considerate,
It's so cute, why can you always be so cold and cruel to those gangsters, criminal suspects, and those who bully others?...
Da Laotian shouted again, strangely and loudly!
At this moment——
The funeral procession is about to start——
Amid the mournful music, Director Xiao Zixin's old father, who had remained calm for days and nights, suddenly burst into tears.
after--
Xiao Zixin burst into tears.
Bai Xinyu burst into tears.
Jiang Lanhua burst into tears.
A pair of sons burst into tears.
My sister, brother-in-law, and children were in tears.
Su Ying burst into tears.
Relatives and friends shed tears.
Hua Ji of the municipal party committee, leaders of the municipal government, leaders of the National People's Congress and the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, Liu Bin, the county party committee secretary, the National People's Congress, the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, leaders from all over the country who came to attend the funeral, colleagues, and subordinates of the Public Security Bureau shed tears...
After the memorial ceremony, Director Xiao Zixin was fully clothed in mourning clothes. With tears streaming down his face, he smashed the clay basin and held up a spiritual flag. Behind him, the children boarded the long black car and led the funeral crowd and motorcade, driving slowly.
Go to the cemetery.
The Xiao family's cemetery is nearby on a slope of pine trees nestled in the wind and sunshine...
It is said that the feng shui is first-class.
In Niangniangzhai, the sky was low, the clouds were dark, the wind was miserable, and the snow was falling heavily. A long black motorcade and crowds of people surrounded the village. The villagers stood in silence, mourning and rejoicing. When the hearse drove out of the village with a wide view, along a gravel road
The paved road leads to the oldest resting place of the villagers. There, most of the farm cemeteries in other nearby places have been weathered and eroded by wind and rain, and the remaining monuments are in ruins. Opposite it, a new tomb will soon be built.
The ice in this place stands on solid ground...
Jiang Lanhua was also in the slowly moving funeral procession, with tears streaming down her face and her heart surging.
Throughout the mourning ceremony, she always felt that a pair of doubtful eyes were secretly staring at her, and she shuddered. However, maybe that was entirely her own illusion?
Those eyes came from the tearful confusion or some kind of speculation from Xiao Zixin’s lover Bai Xinyu.
Xiao Zixin was at the front of the entire team, a person who made the whole province and soon the country's underworld, various types of major criminal suspects and villains who oppressed people tremble with fear.
Jiang Lanhua had to withdraw from the funeral midway. She stood in the white snow beside the village road - dizzy, nauseous and palpitating.
Director Xiao Zixin’s old mother was buried in Niang Niang’s Village - the Xiao family cemetery. At the end of the funeral, Xiao Zixin, his old father and everyone watched the old mother’s coffin slowly fall into the frozen soil in spite of the howling wind.
middle……
Farewell, my dear!
Rest in peace, my mother!
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