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In the sky, you can see the endless desert at a glance. The sun is burning the golden sand, and through the fierce
Yang Xueguang dragged his legs with difficulty and moved forward step by step in the hot sand. He didn't know where to go. There was sand everywhere. The sun was in the middle of his head. He could no longer distinguish the north, south, east, and west. He could even hear
The sound of my own rapid heartbeat.
Licking his dry and cracked lips, Yang Xueguang looked at the sun with squinting eyes. The sun didn't seem to move at all. Maybe the night in the desert was more terrifying than the day, but he couldn't stand it at this moment. He would rather be frozen into a popsicle than a popsicle.
Don’t want all the water in your body to evaporate and become a mummy!
Yang Xueguang bent his waist, put his hands on his knees, and panted heavily. He could even feel the water in his body draining away bit by bit. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if there was a green pool in front of him.
This discovery made him extremely happy. He tried hard to lift his legs, but found that this action was so difficult. His knees softened and he slowly fell down.
After resting for a moment, Yang Xueguang slowly crawled forward. He seemed to smell the smell of water plants in his nose. He crawled forward with all his strength and slowly climbed to the edge of the pool. It turned out to be a pool. At this moment, he didn't know where he was.
He jumped up with all his strength and jumped down!
Suddenly, the clear spring in front of him turned into the tiger's bloody mouth. Yang Xueguang jumped into its mouth with all his strength!
Yang Xueguang yelled and woke up from his dream. He sat on his seat and panted heavily, with sweat pouring out of his head like spring water.
"Sir, are you okay?"
A tall stewardess walked over quickly and asked with concern.
"Thank you, I'm fine!" Yang Xueguang shook his head. He opened a bottle of mineral water and drank it all in one gulp. He turned around and looked out the window, where he could vaguely see the dots of lights below.
"Sir, take a rest. We are about to land. Don't be nervous. Our plane is very safe!" The flight attendant comforted her softly. Yang Xueguang nodded: "Thank you, I'm fine. You can go on your way!"
As soon as Yang Xueguang's voice fell, an elegant voice sounded on the radio, informing passengers to fasten their seat belts as the plane would land soon.
After a brief tremor, the plane slowly landed at Nanyuan Airport. As soon as the plane stopped, Yang Xueguang was the first to rush out, muttering silently in his heart, Grandpa, you must wait to see me one last time!
Rushing out of the airport terminal, Yang Xueguang saw his white BMW at a glance. Xiang Minjia and Yang Mengyao were each holding a child. (.) The two children were quiet and did not make any noise as usual.
"Daddy, daddy!"
The two children discovered Yang Xueguang almost at the same time and opened their arms to him. However, this time their father was not in the mood to play with them. When the two little guys saw Yang Xueguang's sullen face, they raised their little arms in unison.
mouth, but did not dare to cry out.
"Brother, grandpa can't survive!" When Yang Mengyao saw Yang Xueguang appear, she pursed her lips and burst into tears. She was holding her second child, Xiang Chengzong. When the child saw his aunt crying, he started crying too.
Eryi cried, and the boss stopped doing it. He twitched a few times and started to cry loudly.
"Girl, it's okay, let's go to another hospital, I'll drive!" Yang Xueguang reached out and rubbed Yang Mengyao's head, and glanced at Xiang Minjia, who had already cried and her eyes were red and swollen: "Let's go, rush to the hospital right away!"
Several people quickly got into the car. Yang Xueguang quickly started the car. When he stepped on the accelerator, the BMW roared and sped away like lightning.
Yang Xueguang went crazy, running through the yellow lights one after another. Hospital No. 306 was in sight, but Xiang Minjia's cell phone suddenly rang.
"Mom, we got him, we are rushing to the hospital!" Xiang Minjia glanced at Yang Xueguang, and suddenly felt an unknown feeling in her heart.
"Minjia, grandpa just left!"
Xiang Minjia was stunned for a moment while holding her phone, tears bursting out again. She turned her head and glanced at Yang Xueguang, choking and saying, "Brother, grandpa is gone!"
Yang Xueguang's hand holding the steering wheel shook, and tears welled up.
306 Hospital.
Liu Neng's eyes were almost dazzled by the stars in his eyes. Liu Neng slowly shook his head: "Commanders, I'm sorry, Mr. Yang is gone!"
With a "Bang!" sound, someone kicked the chair, and the chair flew out, hit the wall hard, and shattered into a pile of sawdust.
Yang Tianhong walked out with the president, and everyone in the corridor straightened their backs.
"Tianhong, I feel very sad that the old man is gone. For the party, this is a huge loss. Personally, I have lost a good teacher, and the proletarian parties around the world have also lost a guiding light.
Beacon, nothing can make up for these!"
The general secretary held Yang Tianhong's hand and said softly: "Has Xueguang come back?"
"Reporting to the general manager, Xueguang is already on the plane, and he should get off the plane now!"
Yang Tianhong knew that the words of the general secretary were the final words of the old man's life. These words were to be written in the obituary. But by mistake, the general secretary actually accompanied him on the last journey of the old man.
, is this God’s will?
"Tianhong, you should also pay attention to your health. Your body is the capital of revolution!" The general manager gently patted Yang Tianhong's arm and walked out.
The long motorcade had just left the hospital when a white BMW rushed into the hospital at lightning speed. Before the car could stop, a figure rushed out.
At 19:05 on January 24, 2003, Mr. Yang passed away. In the eulogy of the news agency, Mr. Yang spoke highly of his life, praising him as "a great Marxist, a great
Proletarian revolutionist, military strategist, politician. Time-tested revolutionary fighter, outstanding leader of the party, country and army."
At 6:09 a.m. on January 26, a van drove out of the No. 306 Hospital, carrying the coffin. The front of the van was covered with black gauze, and it was escorted by police cars and headed west slowly.
Crowds of people stood on both sides of the street. As soon as the hearse passed by, mournful cries broke out, the blue sky suddenly became dark with clouds, and mourning lingered over the city. On the list of party and state leaders who escorted the body for cremation, all nine members of the Standing Committee were present.
In the room of the Capital Hotel, when Takada held Yang Xueguang's hand in fear, his face turned red. He was so excited that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Gao Tian is the Party Committee Secretary of Xianrenfeng Town, Donglai County, Dawang City, Western Sichuan Province. He came to Beijing to attend the memorial service of the old man with water and soil from his hometown.
Also flying to Beijing with Takada were Lu Zhenhua, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee of Western Sichuan Province, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Shudu City, Zhao Weiming, Secretary of the Donglai County Party Committee and other leading cadres.
"Learn the light, show my condolences, show your condolences!"
Lu Zhenhua held Yang Xueguang's hand vigorously, and felt something in his heart. It seemed that Yang Xueguang had only left Western Sichuan for two years, but he had matured a lot.
"Lu Ji, thank you, thank you. It's better to be from my hometown!" Yang Xueguang held Lu Zhenhua's hand, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. It was the most regrettable thing not to see his grandfather for the last time.
"Xueguang, will the general secretary deliver a eulogy at tomorrow's memorial service?"
Lu Zhenhua sat down on the sofa. Mr. Yang was the leader who went out in western Sichuan. After his death, the Western Sichuan Provincial Party Committee, Tawang Municipal Party Committee, Donglai County Party Committee, and even Xianrenfeng Town also held memorial services. Provincial Party Committee Secretary, Governor, etc.
A group of leaders wanted to go and host it in person. Because of his close relationship with the Yang family, Lu Zhenhua took on the responsibility of going to Beijing to attend the memorial service.
"It's the general secretary who is delivering the eulogy!" Yang Xueguang nodded, turning his eyes to Gao Tian, the party committee secretary of Xianrenfeng Town who was a little uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "Gao Ji, how are the lives of the folks in the town?"
Takada was a little nervous. It was difficult to meet the leaders of the Tawang Municipal Party Committee on ordinary days. Unexpectedly, not to mention the leaders of the municipal committee, even members of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee had met a lot in the past few days. The secretary of the Tawang Municipal Party Committee even shook hands with him in person to learn more about the town.
some situations.
“Life is much better now. Those who can afford it have built buildings, the food and clothing problem has been solved, and some families have even bought cars. However, the roads in the countryside are not very good, so not many people buy cars!
"
"Don't worry. I have reported this situation to the Prime Minister before. The village-to-village project will be launched in the next two years, that is, the road will be built to the village committee. If you want to be rich, you must first build the road and not just pay lip service.
Moreover, most of this expenditure will be borne by the state!"
"Mayor Yang, is it true? That's great!" Takada was overjoyed.
"You kid, you know how to lie to our hometown people!" Lu Zhenhua scolded with a smile, and Takada smiled honestly.
Afterwards, after chatting for a while, Zhao Weiming and Gao Tian stood up to leave, leaving Lu Zhenhua and Yang Xueguang alone in the room.
"Xueguang, I heard that you are making a lot of noise in the south of the Yangtze River. What do you think? If you are not happy, go back to western Sichuan. That is our hometown!"
Lu Zhenhua chuckled. As a member of the Yang family, he naturally knows a lot of things that others don't know. Now that Mr. Yang has passed away, the major factions have long been eyeing him. If the opportunity arises, they will not hesitate to act.
Open your mouth wide.
"Don't worry, my old friend, even though grandpa passed away, our Yang family will not let others bully us!" Yang Xueguang took a cigarette and threw it to Lu Zhenhua, took out a lighter and helped him light it, and lit one himself and took a puff: "
Especially since grandpa has just left, even if they want to take action immediately, they still have to worry about the impact!"
His voice paused: "Besides, are my Yang family so easy to bully?"
Lu Zhenhua nodded. Although Yang Xueguang was in a sad mood, these few words revealed his inner domineering power. It seems that being in charge of a party can really train a person.
Yang Xueguang sighed slightly in his heart, the current situation will definitely be calm for a while, but how long will this period be, one year, half a year, three months?
Slowly stood up and walked to the window. Yang Xueguang exhaled a puff of smoke, Dad, are you going to hide your power and bide your time, or stand up firmly and raise your arms?
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