Vol 2 Chapter 1153: a bolt from the blue

When the afterglow of the summer sunset fell on the funeral home, the brothers Cheng Sijin and Cheng Siyu, who had rushed back, cried when they arrived with their wives.
There is a kind of pain, that is the heart-wrenching pain of losing a loving father, and it can hurt the heart.
The father who tirelessly taught them and assisted them has been separated from them from now on, which is an unbearable burden in life.
For the two brothers Cheng Sijin, it would be a lifelong regret that they did not meet their old father before his death, and did not even get together for the last reunion dinner.
But for Cheng Ruzhu, why not?
An atmosphere of sadness enveloped the funeral home.
This is really not a good place.
Zhou Jiao couldn't believe that she would encounter this kind of pain one day in the future. Listening to their cries, she burst into tears.
No matter how much credit has been given to the country in the past, no matter how grand the memorial service is, people really die.
Finally, she glanced at the tombstones of Babaoshan, Zhou Jiao supported the old lady Cheng not to look back, nor could she leave.
She was really scared of this place, and only hoped that she would never go to this ghost place again.
But the world is unpredictable, she can do whatever she wants.
As she was worried about, after sending off Mrs. Cheng, the old lady fell down that day, and still fell in Zhou Jiao's arms.
Staring blankly at the door of the emergency room, Zhou Jiao was at a loss.
She knew that this world loved her, protected her, and let her realize that a loved one of her grandmother's kindness really couldn't keep it, and was really going to leave.
It's useless and can't be saved.
As soon as the old man left, the heart of the old lady followed. She was worried about her underground wife, worried that he was alone, and could not forget the phrase that Huangquan Road was accompanied by her hand in hand.
The door of the emergency room opened, and the chief doctor who came out first shook his head at the family members, "You guys, go and see the old lady for the last time..."
Zhou Jiao's eyes went dark when she heard this, and she bit her lip vigorously. Who could tell her that she was in a dream, but she still couldn't escape if she had come.
People from the Cheng family went in one after another. Zhou Jiao didn't have the courage to face all this, and looked stupidly at those people who came in and went out.
Zhou Xiaozheng looked at the daughter who was leaning on his son-in-law's arms and rubbed her head, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you look at your father, there is a father there."
Cheng Ruzhu came out from inside, weeping as he walked, and said chokedly toward the family surrounding Zhou Jiao: "Brother, go in, my mother wants to see you."
Zhou Xiaozheng turned his head stiffly and glanced at her.
Zhang Guoqing squeezed Zhou Jiao's hands, "Daughter-in-law, let's go and see the old lady."
Zhou Jiao woke up when her father was speaking to her, she nodded slightly at this moment, stood up, and shook her head slightly to the worried sons.
When Zhou Xiaozheng entered with his family, the children and grandchildren of the Cheng family were already crowded inside, and they automatically made an opening, looking at the old lady leaning there.
I don't know if it's back to light.
At this moment, old lady Cheng looked at them with a smile as she walked in.
"Auntie..."
The old lady grabbed Zhou Xiaozheng's hand with both hands and patted his hand, "Don't be sad, people will have this day when they grow old. For fortune tellers, I have lived for ten more years."
"..."
The old lady looked at Miao Lishan, Zhou Jiao, and Zhang Guoqing, who were standing behind him, and smiled: "I saw the eldest sister and the eldest brother-in-law finally being able to tell them good news."
"Auntie."
"Too grandma."
The old lady looked at Zhou Xiaozheng kindly, "You did a good job."
Zhou Xiaozheng held back his tears, "I haven't done enough, I didn't accompany your old man, and I didn't fulfill my filial piety."
"What a silly boy."
Zhou Xiaozheng's nose was sour, and tears couldn't help dripping anymore—from now on, no one could call him a silly child, and no old man like a mother would remember him.
On this day, on the day Mr. Cheng was buried, at 8:40 in the evening, Mrs. Cheng left behind her wife with a smile.
Unlike Cheng Lao's walk, the old lady's walk took away the laughter for a while, especially when Miao Lishan missed it several times, and I discussed with the old lady.
Seeing Zhou Jiao who was losing weight, Zhang Guoqing had no choice but to restore her mood.
"Daughter-in-law, have you noticed that Dad has lost a lot of weight recently? In the living room last night, I also found that Dad has several white hairs."
The more Zhang Guoqing talks, the more he finds his wife's brows are frowning tighter, "He is also worried about whether you have no appetite recently, I see him getting older."
Where can Zhou Jiao sit still, "Is there really white hair?"
"Maybe I read it wrong. Why don't you go check it out? He is still reading the documents in the study, and he has eaten supper and still awake. Mom said he didn't sleep for several hours every day."
Zhou Jiao handed him up, "Let's go, let's go downstairs. Dad is true too. It's not that he told him that he can't work hard, he is quite young, and you, so are you..."
A smile flashed in Zhang Guoqing's eyes, and he quickly promised, "Yes, I will pay more attention to my health in the future. I also want to live with you two hundred years old."
Zhou Jiao laughed out loud, "Nonsense, two hundred years old? Why don't you fight for immortality."
Seeing her smile, Zhang Guoqing immediately became excited.
He said that his father-in-law was his wife's culprit. The old ladies are gone, so they can't still fall into grief. He has given his wife two weeks, which is enough.
This small body has been with the old lady for so long since Cheng Lao fell, and it is really undesirable to delay it.
For those who love horns, the purpose can only be shifted, but fortunately it is right.
In the study, Zhou Jiao looked at Zhou Xiaozheng nervously, took the pulse for him, and checked his hair next to his head, before he was relieved.
Although Zhang Guoqing exaggerated a bit, she knew that she could no longer be depressed.
People who have passed away cannot be tracked back. Living talents are the most important. Her loved ones must be taken care of by her ~EbookFREE.me~ For nothing else, just to live well.
Especially for her parents, she wants them to spend more time with her, so besides worrying about food and clothing, she also has to make them feel comfortable.
Thinking Zhou Jiao didn't notice Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing, the pair of Weng-in-law who looked at each other and smiled. Of course, even if she noticed, she would only move their intentions.
Along with the death of the old lady and the couple, from the letters of Miao Tianming abroad, happy events followed, and Zhou Jiao's attention soon began to distract.
With the difference between professional financial managers, the commissions spent immediately realized his value.
The other party is better at international financial analysis. Coupled with the operation of Miao's small team, the profitability of oil futures is even greater than she originally imagined.
Just as Miao Tianming's latest letter asked Zhou Jiao, should he use futures leverage?
At the end of this midsummer, the Iran-Iraq War is coming... there is room for rebirth in the 1950s