Ren Yiling buried his head in Wu Fangge's arms, hugging him tightly without saying a word. The Spring Festival holiday had already passed, and the airport was full of people, although there were also some who saw him off emotionally.
, but Ren Yiling is really a bit special. It's more like a wrestling moment than a hug.
In the end, A Zhu couldn't help Wu Fangge's pleading look. He came over and patted Ren Yiling's back gently and said, "Hey, there's no need to be like this. Fangge will still come to see us often."
Ren Yiling was buried in Wu Fangge's arms and shook his head. He didn't know whether he wanted to say, "Wu Fangge won't come to see them" or "I don't believe it."
Wu Fangge also quickly used these words to say: "One spirit, that's it. Look, everyone is watching."
Ren Yiling slowly raised his head. Wu Fangge jumped when he saw it. Why was his face covered with tears? Then he looked at his chest, which was also wet. He felt a little distressed and felt a little ridiculous. He didn't expect this man.
The mother-in-law couldn't get rid of her femininity, but she couldn't ignore it, so she quickly found a tissue to wipe her. As a result, Ren Yiling not only let him wipe her obediently, but also said in a completely different tone than usual: "That's all you do.
Leave me alone"
Wu Fangge felt pain in his heart, feeling that something was cracked, and sighed secretly: I am always too soft-hearted.
When A Zhu saw it, he also intervened and said: "Oh my, what's going on? It's not a separation between life and death. As I talked, I felt my nose was a little sore, and I was afraid that my makeup would be washed away, so I grabbed it from Wu Fang Singer
Use a tissue to touch the corners of your eyes
Wu Fangge was at a loss and said with a forced smile: "Azhu, why did you start? You are a strong woman."
I don't know whether he was joining in the fun or was infected. A Zhu touched the corners of his eyes twice, and suddenly he also grabbed Wu Fangge's arm and said, "Fangge, I want to go home too, please take me back."
As soon as she started, Ren Yiling couldn't stop herself, causing him to coax this and that, hugging this and that, and then clinging to her. People passing by looked at it and began to speculate about the relationship between the three of them.
Some smart people guessed: It must be this person's sister and his girlfriend who came to see him off, otherwise why wouldn't he be jealous? But the next problem appeared again, which one is the girlfriend and which one is the sister?
The three of them lingered for a while, and Wu Fangge saw that he had to leave, so he managed to escape. When he was about to enter the security check, he turned around and saw the two people leaning against each other, looking pitiful, and he said without hesitation:
"Haha, look at how dependent you are on each other? It's an old society..."
This remark caused trouble again, and the two men jumped on each other and fought for a while.
He looked at Wu Fangge from a distance and waved to them, then disappeared around the corner. The two stood there for a while, but A Zhu woke up quickly, wiped away his tears, and said to Ren Yiling: "Okay, okay.
, I can’t see you anymore, let’s go put some make-up on.”
Ren Yiling said stupidly: "I, I don't wear makeup."
A Zhu smiled and said: "Then go and wash your face. You look like a cat with a painted face."
Ren Yiling took a closer look and found that A Zhu was wearing heavy makeup. Although he didn't cry as much as her, it was definitely not much better than her.
The two of them went to the bathroom to touch up their makeup. While touching up their makeup, A-Zhu said, "Yiling, even though it was for singing, you left your job without notifying me. You will be fined."
Ren Yiling said he was submissive, but he thought to himself: He is really an evil capitalist, he can change his face faster than turning the page of a book.
As a new city, Jinwu did not have an airport in the early 1990s. It was said that it was planning to build it, but after mobilizing everyone to donate several times, it came to nothing. So Wu Fangge had to fly from Guangzhou to the provincial capital first, and then from
I took the train home from the provincial capital, but I didn’t feel the pressure of Spring Festival travel when I took the plane. This time I had to take the train.
The car immediately felt like it was a sea of people. It turned out that this year was already 2004, the year when the great Spring Festival travel began. Wu Fangge once again experienced the overwhelming flow of people.
The Spring Festival Transport came so suddenly that even the ticket sellers were caught off guard
When Wu Fangge saw the crowds at the train station, he immediately lost interest in queuing up to buy tickets. He looked at the taxis on the street and thought: It is better to rent a car to go back. Anyway, it is not that he can't afford the money now. When he was about to wave, he saw a person in the distance.
There was a man waving to him in front of the interview car.
, and after taking a closer look, it turned out that he and Zheng Xuewen had come to Jinwu for interviews before. Since they were acquaintances, of course it was not good to go over and say hello. When I went over, it turned out to be that person. They were here to interview about the Spring Festival. I happened to see him with sharp eyes. What else could I say?
Is it a reporter?
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and inevitably mentioned Zheng Xuewen, and they asked: "Have you come to the provincial capital to see Sister Zheng?"
Wu Fangge said: "I just came back from Guangzhou and I am rushing home."
The man smiled and said, "If Sister Zheng knew that you came to the provincial capital and refused to see him, she would kill you alive. Just wait for me and I'll give you a call."
Wu Fangge quickly stopped her: "If you don't tell her, won't she know?"
The man said: "If Sister Zheng knew that I knew you were here but didn't tell me, why don't you chop me up alive?" After saying that, he dialed the phone, handed it over without saying a few words and said, "I want to talk to you.
Woolen cloth"
As soon as Wu Fangge answered the phone, he heard Zheng Xuewen yelling on the phone like thunder: "Come here and die!"
The sound was so loud that even the boy next to him heard it. Wu Fangge snickered, hung up the phone and asked, "So angry? Are you having a hard time?"
The man sighed and said: "It can't be said that it's not good. It should be said that people don't have beauty and flowers have beauty in a hundred days. Didn't she marry an old man? She was very loving at first, but the old man got sick before the Spring Festival.
It’s probably over now. By the way, aren’t you and that old man pretty good? We’ve been friends for years, why don’t you hurry up and take a look?”
When Wu Fangge heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He really needed to see it, but he couldn't go even if he wanted to. Since Zheng Xuewen married Mr. Qiu, Wu Fangge hasn't been to their new house yet, and he doesn't know where it is now.
Where is it, home or hospital?
But these are not things that he should worry about. After waiting for a while, Wu Fangge took the interview car back to the "Pioneers of Tomorrow" media center. Zheng Xuewen was waiting at the door. When she saw him, she came over and punched him twice.
, said miserably: "You still know how to show up, the old man is almost dying."
Wu Fangge was confused, is today the Water Splashing Festival? Why are everyone in tears?
Only then did we change the car. It turned out that the old man had already been discharged from the hospital, because there was no point in living there. This time it was really not possible. But there was a full-time nurse waiting at home, and the conditions were no worse than those in the hospital. The old man was also very conscious, and his thinking was clear.
In the hospital, he scolded an old subordinate and said: "
What do you mean by rescuing at all costs? That’s just to maintain life. People should die when they get old! I have been a revolutionary all my life. I don’t want to be a blood-sucking insect when I die, wasting people’s fat and money, and leaving the rest to engage in people’s livelihood. Isn’t it good? I’m discharged from the hospital! I’m discharged from the hospital!
Even if you die, you must die at home.”
Listening to Zheng Xuewen's narration, Wu Fangge's respect for this old man increased. In fact, no one is perfect, and Mr. Qiu also has many shortcomings, but at this point, you don't want to give a thumbs up.
However, Wu Fangge saw that Zheng Xuewen also had a miserable face, and wanted to adjust the atmosphere, so he said: "Yes, Mr. Qiu still has great wisdom. If I were at that age and had a young and beautiful wife at home,
I would rather die at home."
When Zheng Xuewen heard this, she pinched him with a crying face and said: "There is always no formal appearance."
When we got home, it was indeed a good house. It was a rare multi-story house at that time. After all, it was a ** and the treatment was good. Of course, the first thing we did was to see Mr. Qiu, but the old man was speechless now.
He was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left, and he could only communicate with Wu Fangge with his eyes. When people were separated from each other, even a stone-hearted person couldn't help but shed tears. Since the old man couldn't say it, Wu Fangge said it himself.
Just like reporting on work, I told the old man all my experiences in study, life and work over the years, and finally shared my achievements and worries. The old man seemed to be very satisfied with this form, and even struggled to express his opinions and opinions.
Suggestion, Zheng Xuewen persuaded him and said: "Fangge hasn't left for a day or two. Let's talk to him tomorrow when you feel better." Then he asked the old man to have a good rest and accompanied Wu Fangge downstairs.
When eating in the evening, Zheng Xuewen still set up a big table for delicious food and drinks, but neither of them had much appetite. They just sighed at the table all night. Zheng Xuewen said: "Originally, everyone thought that I was marrying this old man.
It's actually true that he wants to influence his circle of influence, but with him acting like this now, I feel like the sky is about to fall. People say that men are women's heaven, but I didn't believe it before."
Wu Fangge didn’t know how to comfort her that night. Wu Fangge stayed at her house. When he slept until midnight, he always felt someone walking around at the door. When he opened the door to see, there was no one outside, so he thought it was him.
hallucination
Early the next morning, when Wu Fangge opened his eyes, he heard people shouting and fighting upstairs. When he rushed upstairs, he saw Zheng Xuewen lying on Mr. Qiu's body and crying loudly. It turned out that the old man had already gone.
"God's will, God's will allows me to meet his old man again." Wu Fangge leaned his back against the wall, looked at the ceiling, and said to himself
Mr. Qiu had no children, so Wu Fangge had to stay and help Zheng Xuewen arrange her funeral. In fact, there were not many specific matters. Mr. Qiu had a position during his lifetime, so naturally someone came out to organize a funeral committee. However, the old man had no children, so Wu Fangge temporarily acted as his son.
As soon as the funeral notices were sent out, all the old man’s friends, colleagues, and subordinates who could come also came in. Some of the old men who really couldn’t come also came with a message: Let Lao Qiu wait a moment in front, and we will come later.
arrive
Some of them also sent their children to pay homage, and several others who were in good health and could come over. Two or three of them were actually very familiar with Wu Fangge. When they met, they all said: "Mr. Qiu has no son, but you are here."
It’s not bad to be here, it’s like someone is dying.”
On the third day after Mr. Qiu's death, Zhenzhen also came on behalf of his father. Wu Fangge didn't say much when he saw her. He only said: "Come here. Please help me more when you come. You are also his granddaughter."