There was no words spoken on the other side of the phone, only heavy breathing. Wang Xiaomeng could tell it was a woman. She was still a little confused as to why a woman had this name?
But she didn't dare to waste time for fear of waking up Yang Wei. She really liked the way Yang Wei looked asleep, so she quickly hung up the phone.
Ye Qianqian stared at the phone blankly, unable to react for a while, but after a moment, she threw the phone away:
"Yang Wei, you bastard...!"
October 1st is coming soon. If it weren't for the restrictions at the high-speed rail station, all the people who don't go to work in Junken City will flock in.
At 8:50, when the first high-speed train slowly entered Junkencheng Station, everyone cheered!
Comrade Lao Zhao led all the veterans of the Army Reclamation City to give a military salute to Wang Lecheng, Amati, and Ye Yuji who came off the train.
And these people also returned the favor. No one dared to be disrespectful to such a group of veterans. They were a group of people who created historical miracles.
Looking at the glorious station, Lao Ai sighed with envy:
"Old Wang, you are lucky. With such a group of soldiers and such a city, your name will be engraved in history."
Wang Lecheng shook his head: "I am just a participant. The one who has truly contributed the most to this city is Comrade Wu Tianming. It's a pity that he can no longer see all this."
There was also a trace of sadness in Amati's eyes, and he would never forget the old comrade who dedicated his life to northern Xinjiang.
He looked up at Wang Lecheng and said, "Let's go pay homage to him later."
Wang Lecheng nodded, and the group slowly walked out of the station, with Ma Rong and Zhao Ling'er accompanying them.
But Comrade Lao Zhao started to get on the bus with the old comrades. They were the most qualified people to be the first passengers.
Meihua patted the comfortable seat and said with emotion: "It's so comfortable."
Liu Sannv said angrily: "Is it comfortable to have your son's special plane? You have two at home."
Meihua shook her head: "Two concepts, those are other people's, and this is our own!"
"Yes, this is ours."
Aunt Gan from the back chimed in. She was a few years younger than Lao Zhao, and similar to Mei Hua and the others, in her early seventies.
Aunt Li Zhen stared out the window without saying anything. She was recalling how many times she had traveled on this road over the years.
After so many years, everything has changed except the people. It’s just that my poor little daughter didn’t see anything.
Yu Laogui's wife is a rural woman who doesn't know a single word. She has only a few teeth in her mouth. She is standing at the car door and looking outside with a silly smile.
"The train is about to leave. Passengers please sit in your seats and don't move around yet."
Wang Xiaomeng, dressed in uniform, admonished the old comrades with a pleasant voice, his face full of happiness.
She never imagined that she would be fired before the internship period was over, and within a few days, she would become a flight attendant on the first high-speed train in northern Xinjiang, just like a dream.
A young and beautiful woman suddenly stopped her and asked:
"May I have your name?"
Wang Xiaomeng glanced at this woman strangely. If she were of the opposite sex, she would have turned away and left, but it was definitely not harassment between people of the same sex. Then Wang Xiaomeng showed a big smile:
"My name is Wang Xiaomeng. I am happy to serve you. Do you need anything?"
The woman hesitated: "Do you know Yang Wei?"
Wang Xiaomeng nodded subconsciously: "He is my eldest brother. Do you have anything to do with him? He is in the car in front. If you have anything, I will call him for you."
The woman shook her head: "It's okay, I just asked, you go and do your work."
"Qianqian, what do you mean? Who is this woman?"
Liu Yifei next to her asked with a puzzled look.
Ye Qianqian shook her head: "It doesn't matter who it is, I will divorce Yang Wei soon!"
"Stop being ridiculous, you are not a child anymore, you are doing something sensible!"
Liu Yifei glared at her best friend and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Behind them are Liu Junken and Song Danning. They will not follow the car back today. They are going to the capital to visit Song Danning's parents. Song Danning has not been home for several years.
It was a direct break at first, but as Liu Junken changed careers, the relationship between the two parties gradually eased. This time, her parents asked her to go back and have a look.
Ye Feng did not sit with them. Instead, he and Yang Wei were watching people driving the high-speed train. After watching for a while, Yang Wei was a little dismissive:
"Brother Feng, do you believe that I can also shoot?"
Ye Feng nodded: "Of course I believe it, but you have no chance to drive it, unless you buy one as a private car, but they will definitely not let you occupy the railway."
Yang Wei scratched his head and laughed "haha". He pulled Ye Feng and walked towards the back.
In the carriage behind, a group of old comrades were arguing lively, mainly because the speed displayed on the display screen in front of the carriage seemed incredible to them.
"Definitely not that fast! If you look out the car window, you can see my door so clearly."
Yang Yulin said disdainfully: "Why don't you look at the trees on both sides? Can you see clearly?"
Zhao Dengxuan joked: "Carpenter Li's single eye is so powerful that he can see everything clearly."
Acquiring Heshen’s last hit: “Besides a woman’s bust, what else has he seen clearly?”
The car burst into laughter. Carpenter Li's face turned red and he looked at Ye Wancheng for help.
Carpenter Li is not popular and is often ostracized, but now he has become the de facto in-law of the Ye family, so Ye Wancheng naturally wants to protect him.
It's just that Ye Wancheng is a pragmatic person and won't tell lies. Let me explain:
"This car can reach a speed of 350 kilometers per hour, but for safety reasons, it only drives up to 300."
Northern Xinjiang has changed a lot in recent years. Many old comrades have not been out for several years. Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar scenery outside, they can't help but sigh with emotion.
Wei Quanyou sat next to Ye Wancheng, looking outside without blinking as his eyes were not strong enough.
Ye Wancheng smiled: "Old Wei, go back to the rehabilitation center. How thin have you become?"
Lao Wei shook his head resolutely: "I can still do a lot of things. If I leave, the child soldiers will have no meat to eat. The rehabilitation center is like raising pigs. I won't go!"
Ma Quanyi scolded angrily: "Don't take yourself too seriously, the earth will turn around if you leave it."
Wei Quanyou was naturally dissatisfied and retorted with a glare: "Not only do I herd sheep for the kids, I also patrol the border and raise the national flag!"
Ma Quanyi stopped arguing with him. In fact, he also accepted Lao Wei, but he just refused to accept it.
"Old Wei, I will patrol the border with you when we get back." Yang Yulin was very interested.
"And I, Zhao Dengxuan, quickly raise your hand."
"Are you still able to walk? Go patrol the border." Yang Yulin dismissed it.
Zhao Dengxuan glanced at Yang Yulin's stooped waist. "At least I can stand up straight, can you?"
Everyone laughed, and Liu Qinghua sighed:
"I can't walk anymore, otherwise I really want to walk with Lao Wei every day."
Wei Quanyou straightened his body and glanced at the carriage:
"You are all used to being pampered. You should be well taken care of. I can do this work myself."
At this time, Junken City already had professional border guards, and Wei Quanyou was the only one left to guard the border voluntarily. This was not because of a lack of ideological level, but because the entire generation was old and could not walk such a long distance.
Old Zhao remained silent and kept looking outside. Not only did he have the highest position in the entire train, he was also the first batch of advance personnel stationed before the establishment of the Ninth Division. He is the oldest military reclamation soldier.
Sitting next to him was Cai Hongjun, his former deputy division commander and his old partner for decades. However, because Cai Hongjun was not qualified to enter the rehabilitation center, the two had not seen each other for a long time.
The rehabilitation center is not a place based on seniority. It is a renovated and renovated elderly family area of the infrastructure company. In principle, only the elderly from the infrastructure company can enter. Even Lao Zhao has been admitted under exceptional circumstances.
Cai Hongjun touched Lao Zhao's arm: "Old Zhao, are you coming back today?"
Lao Zhao nodded: "Come back, and you will celebrate my eightieth birthday when you come back."
Cai Hongjun smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I have to go to my son's house in the provincial capital today, so I won't be able to attend your birthday party."
Lao Zhao shook his head indifferently: "Do your business, I didn't think about it. It's just that the old guys have nothing to do. If you have to do it, let them do it."
Cai Hongjun turned his head and looked at the lively crowd behind him, and said with some dissatisfaction:
"Old Zhao, these guys are a bit xenophobic, and this is not a good sign."
Old Zhao frowned: "The city you created with your own hands and feet will naturally have privileges, otherwise why would you have the nerve to enjoy it?"
More than an hour later, the train stopped smoothly in the provincial capital, but most people could not get off the train, and there were no tickets sold for this train, but some people started to carry gifts.
These gifts are souvenirs given to veteran comrades by the Corps headquarters. There is nothing special, just brand new military uniforms, as well as shoulder bags and water bottles. The military uniforms of the old comrades are too old, but they still wear them.
Old Zhao touched the brand new and straight military uniform and burst into tears. This was more precious to him than any other gift.
"Order, everyone dress up and go home!"
Lao Zhao's sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the carriage.
"yes!"
Uniform answers rang out, including Ye Wancheng, Liu Qinghua and his later successors.
After changing clothes, the train has already started returning. The old comrades all stood up straight, holding their military caps on their left hands, with serious expressions, as if they were undergoing a review.
Originally, Lao Zhao was sitting with Cai Hongjun, but Cai Hongjun had already got out of the car, and now he was the only one left.
At this time, Lao Zhao's eyes had been closed, but his figure was as straight as a sculpture, motionless in his seat.
Today is his eightieth birthday, and a carload of people are waiting to go back to wish him a birthday.
The aunts were a little dissatisfied. The military uniforms didn't belong to them. They were also military reclamation warriors!
Meihua and Aunt Gan, as representatives, came to Lao Zhao and Ye Wancheng to report this matter. They were not convinced. Why?
But as soon as she walked up to Lao Zhao, Aunt Gan noticed something was wrong and shouted: "Lao Zhao!"
Ye Wancheng and his gang heard the abnormality in Aunt Gan's voice and ran over quickly. Then Aunt Gan shook her head no matter what, and Lao Zhao stopped moving.
Ye Wancheng quickly laid his body down and took his pulse. By this time, his pulse had already disappeared.
Ye Wancheng hammered his head in frustration. Why was he so confused? If you pay a little more attention, you might be able to save someone.
The high-speed train slowly drove into Junken Station. A group of people carried Lao Zhao out of the car. The birthday party turned into a memorial service. One of the founders of Junken City left everyone.
Because the incident happened suddenly, Ye Yuze couldn't rush back. After all, there were so many children, so Ye Wancheng didn't let them come back.
Zhao Ling'er, on the other hand, cried and scolded Yang Geyong, saying that he was a wolf-hearted man. Yang Geyong didn't waste any words. He went straight to the airport and flew the plane home himself.
The custom of the Chinese is to bury him for three days, but the soldiers in the Corps generally simplified these things, but in order to wait for Yang Geyong, they still let him go for three days.
Yang Geyong flew home for more than ten hours and finally caught up with the funeral. After the memorial service, Lao Zhao was also buried in the cemetery in the back mountain, lined up in the first row with Wu Tianming.
Yang Wei has not gone home these days and has been busy at his grandma's house. After her grandfather passed away, her grandma's spirit has not been very good. They have been together for a lifetime, and she can't accept it for a while.
Lao Zhao is an old revolutionary who has experienced ups and downs all his life. Wang Lecheng came specially to attend his memorial service.
He didn't have any great achievements in his life, but his footprints were left everywhere in the entire Ninth Division.
Although after the establishment of Junken City, he was no longer responsible for the main work due to capacity issues, but he did the things he was responsible for better than anyone else.
The short eulogy summarized his life, and all the participants shed tears. Lao Zhao had two children.
His son Zhao Yong has been in the army and is now a division leader. He and his wife also rushed back and took care of their father's funeral with his sister and brother-in-law.
His son Zhao Dongfang has been in Junken City. Originally, the old man was planning to arrange the wedding between his grandson and Luo Xiaoxiao, but he left first.
Luo Xiaoxiao, as the prospective grandson-in-law, has been with Zhao Dongfang. What surprised everyone was that Ye Qianqian, the grandson-in-law, did not attend the funeral of her grandfather.
Although this matter was very strange, at this time, no one asked. Although Zhao Linger is simple-minded, she is open-minded and does not care too much about this matter.
But how could Zheng Lanzhi endure it? Doesn't this make people poke their spines? But no matter how she scolded or beat her, Ye Qianqian just refused to come. She really had no choice but to keep confessing to Zhao Linger and Aunt Gan.
After the wedding was over and Yang Wei returned home, Ye Qianqian handed him a divorce agreement. Yang Wei signed it without even reading it, and then the two of them went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get divorced.
Liu Junken and Song Danning, who had planned to stay in the capital for a few days, also rushed back that day. It was impossible for them not to participate in such a big event.
Yang Wei left Junken City after his divorce and told Ye Qianqian to just throw away his things.
Ye Qianqian sneered and told him that she didn't want that house and would live in the dormitory. Yang Wei ignored him, turned around and left.
He didn't mind slapping him, but if she didn't come to his grandfather's funeral, it would be a slap in the face to his whole family, which he really couldn't bear.
Does anyone like Qianqian? How should I arrange it for her?
(End of chapter)
