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"I just left, I'm in the military hospital now, your father is contacting the funeral home at this time, and the funeral home's car will pull her to the funeral home later." Kong Jia sobbed.

In the year of Mr. Li's retirement, Mr. Li, who came to the military hospital for hospitalization, happened to meet Kong Jia, who was participating in the physical examination, and Kong Jia knew that Mr. Li had retired due to heart disease.

Kong Jia has always been grateful to her daughter's junior high school class teacher, Teacher Li, who has noble morals, so she explained to Teacher Li's attending doctor that as long as Teacher Li is sick and hospitalized in the military hospital, she must be notified.

For so many years, when Teacher Li was hospitalized, Kong Jia would come to visit her with gifts and ask for warmth.

At noon today, Kong Jia was still at work, and received a call from the attending doctor informing him that Mr. Li's condition was not very good.

After getting the news, Kong Jia asked for leave to accompany Mr. Li in the hospital, but it was a pity that he ......

Hanging up the phone, Miao Miao rushed to her parents' house and told them, and when her parents heard it, they quickly asked Miao Miao to rush to the funeral home to help.

Dad told Miao Miao to keep a vigil for Teacher Li, and Mom told Miao Miao to participate in some details of the funeral.

Miao Miao packed up Lulu's books and materials, dressed in black, and drove her mother's little white car towards Ningxi City.

Maybe the sky also cried for the loss of such a kind and good teacher in the world, the sky was still clear just now, and the car was pouring rain as soon as it was halfway through.

The dense raindrops dispelled the noise, noise and dullness of the city, and the narrow and congested streets that used to be seen suddenly became wide and long, and the raindrops the size of beans washed away the turbid dust of the streets.

Miao Miao was so attentive that she drove the car and looked at the road conditions in front of her, and coaxed in her mouth: "Wife, be good, don't cry, don't cry and break your body." ”

Lulu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was so sad that she sobbed, why was she a person who was fine a few days ago, and she said that she was gone? It's really impermanent.

Slightly, a gust of wind blew, the wind wrapped in the rain, the rain carried the wind, and the raindrops fell on the car body and crackled.

Huge raindrops followed, banging on the window glass, the sound was messy and rapid, and the wipers swayed quickly from side to side.

The leaves on both sides of the road are helplessly hanging in the rain, the stumps and leaves have fallen to the ground, the flowers and plants on the street are crawling to the ground like submission, the water on the road is flowing with flowers, and the debris floating in the water moves with the current.

Miao Miao squinted and looked hard ahead, he was going to send Lulu home, and when he arrived at the family courtyard of the military compound, the rain was much lighter.

Miao Miao held an umbrella for Lulu in one hand and walked towards her mother-in-law's house with a package in the other.

Before he reached the door, the door of the house was opened by Rong Chang from the inside, and Rong Chang, who looked solemn, hurriedly took a piece of luggage from Lulu's hand.

When I walked into the house, I saw Kong Jia still sitting on the sofa sobbing, Lulu hugged her mother, and the mother hugged her head and cried for a while.

Worried that Lulu was too sad and couldn't take care of it much, Miao Miao quickly picked up Lulu horizontally and carried her upstairs to rest.

At noon, I didn't bother to rest, and I cried all the way, and the tired Lulu fell asleep next to the pillow.

Seeing his wife fall asleep quietly, Miao Miao tiptoed downstairs and sat on the sofa to talk to Rongchang and his wife.

"Miao Miao, Teacher Li's daughter's family is in Beijing, and the matter came too suddenly, due to the impact of the virus epidemic and the nucleic acid test, her daughter may not be able to come back for a while." Rong Chang, who rarely smokes, said while smoking.

Today, after seeing the passing away of the kind-hearted teacher Li, there was not even a child running errands around him, and Rongchang felt a lot.

Mr. Li's 30-year-old daughter has always been excellent since she was a child, and after graduating from university, she stayed in a central enterprise in Beijing to work.

Miao Miao crossed her legs, put her elbows on her legs, hung her head, looked at the floor in front of her, and said quietly: "Dad, I know, I'll go to the funeral home to help later, and then notify the junior high school classmates, go to Teacher Li for two nights at night, Dad, Lulu is staying at home, can't make her too sad." ”

Rong Chang pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, reached out and patted Miao Miao's shoulder, and said sadly: "It seems that Mr. Li's family has no relatives, when I came out of the funeral home with your mother, only school leaders and colleagues came, and there were few people. ”

Walking out of the house, Miao Miao looked up at the sky, after the heart-drenching rainstorm, it was a clear blue and clean sky, and he drove towards the funeral home.

After the rain, the streets are full of people and traffic, and the city is as noisy and lively as ever.

When I came to the No. 7 hall of the funeral home, I saw that there were few two or three people standing in the hall of nearly 100 square meters, and there was no one who even greeted the people who came to pay their respects.

Miao Miao walked into the lounge inside, only to see Teacher Li's husband, Uncle Zhang, leaning weakly on the chair, drooping his head and sobbing in a low voice.

When Uncle Zhang saw Miao Miao, he cried like a helpless child seeing an adult, "Miao Miao, you and your daughter-in-law watched Teacher Li a few days ago, but today, woo woo ----"

Holding Uncle Zhang's shoulders with both hands, Miao Miao's eyes were full of tears, and comforted: "Uncle Zhang, the mourning is smooth, people can't be resurrected after death, you must take care of your body, these two days, this place will be handed over to us, and we will give Teacher Li a good ride." ”

Uncle Zhang nodded, excited, his hanging heart finally relaxed, his daughter's family couldn't come back, and there was not even a junior who broke the old pot.

After listening to Miao Miao's words, the old man's heart warmed, and he said gratefully: "Thank you, Miao Miao, I will send you Teacher Li the day after tomorrow, so please help her throw the ash basin." ”

Miao Miao walked out of the funeral home hall and sat on the long chair on the right hand at the door of the No. 7 hall, and solemnly posted an obituary in the WeChat circle of friends, "All the junior high school students of Class 3 of 2009, the most beloved class teacher Teacher Li passed away at 14:11 p.m. today due to a sudden myocardial infarction, Mr. Li's family handled the funeral in the No. 7 hall of the city funeral home. ”

Just a few minutes after it was sent, Wang Hui and Li Chao called separately, and when they heard that Mr. Li's daughter could not come back for the time being, and there was a shortage of manpower here, the two immediately took two days off and rushed over to help.

Although Han Wen, who returned to Ningxi City, was not a student of Teacher Li, he saw the news posted by Miao Miao in the circle of friends, and hurried over with Xin'er.

Miao Miao came to the chairman of the trade union of the school where she used to go to junior high school and Teacher Li's unit to discuss the details of the funeral.

In view of the heavy teaching tasks of the school and the small number of people who came to help, everyone finally reached an agreement, and the school leaders sent people to organize the links of writing elegiac couplets, cutting paper money, and borrowing and sending.

Miao Miao took Teacher Li's former students to keep vigil, handle cremation and other related matters, the vigil is an important part of seeing off the deceased, to ensure that the lantern cannot be extinguished.