hunter commando

Chapter 219
In Li Mu’s words, who doesn’t have a few rich friends?

The people at the marriage registration office were standing on the edge. This was outside the morgue, a relatively remote corner of the hospital. The cold wind was blowing, and the sky was still gray.The old man is not an ordinary person. To put it bluntly, even if no one cares about it, the civil affairs people will strictly follow the standards to take care of the old man's funeral.

Li Mu walked towards the people at the marriage registration office. The people at the marriage registration office saw a soldier walking towards him and didn't know what happened.

"Comrade, my grandfather promised before his death that there would be no memorial service and no obituary. Our family will simply send the old man off according to custom." Li Mu said in a deep voice.

A deputy director came to the Marriage Registration Office. He and several section chiefs looked at each other with respect. He stretched out his hand to shake Li Mu's hand, "Are you the eldest grandson of Comrade Li Hongjun? What a good young man! Mr. Li's character is unparalleled. Since Mr. Li has such a last wish, I would like to express my respect on behalf of the civil affairs department."

As he spoke, he reached out and took a large leather envelope from the finance section chief and handed it to Li Mu, "This is a thoughtful gesture from the department."

The finance section chief immediately handed over the folder and said, "Comrade, please sign here."

Li Mu accepted it and signed his name.That was the funeral expenses given to the old man by the state, and they were completely in accordance with the standards, no more, no less.

The deputy director of civil affairs shook hands with Li Mu again and said, "My condolences."

Watching the civil affairs people get into the car and leave, Li Mu had a good impression of the deputy director. At least he had the courage to agree on the spot. You know, holding a memorial service for the old man is a task, and it is a political task. Said it could be canceled casually.

Returning to the family side, all the old man’s children were present, with unbearable sorrow on their faces. On the other side, Li Mu’s friends, headed by Liu Huaqiang, stood in a row, all wearing black suits and black cloth shoes. Their heavy moods appeared More realistic.

The cold wind was blowing, and a van was brought. Three people got out, and Li Honghua had already gone to greet them.Li Mu took a closer look and saw that it was an uncle from the same clan, an old man with gray hair who was similar in age to the old man. Li Mu also recognized it. The old man's comrade-in-arms was from a neighboring village.

"Where is he?" The white-haired old man stared at Li Honghua and asked.

"Uncle Guang." Li Honghua cried immediately, "In the morgue."

The uncles from the same clan supported the white-haired old man. The white-haired old man pushed them away and walked towards the morgue with a cane trembling slightly.

Li Mu held back the pain in his nose and walked over to support the white-haired old man, "Grandpa Guang."

The white-haired old man turned his head and glanced, recognized Li Mu, nodded happily, and let Li Mu help him walk down to the morgue.

On the other side, Liu Huaqiang hesitated for a while, then strode towards Li Honghua, "Uncle Hua, those of us who took care of the old man in the hospital also want to see the old man for the last time."

Li Honghua was embarrassed.

Liu Huaqiang was about to cry, "Uncle Hua, just let us go. We are also the grandsons of the old man!"

"That's all." Li Honghua sighed, "Go ahead."

"Thank you, Uncle Hua!"

Liu Huaqiang called Rui and Dong, who had taken care of the old man before, and followed him down to the morgue.Xiaohui saw the funeral home's car approaching, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed.

In the cold morgue, the old man's body has been packed away. He is just waiting for the funeral home people to come and confirm with the family members before taking it away.

Li Mu helped the white-haired old man walk over and stood next to the old man.

The white-haired old man slowly pushed Li Mu away, tears streaming down his face.Li Mu took a step back. Unable to hold back the raging tears, he covered his face to prevent himself from crying.

Liu Huaqiang and the other four arrived, stood behind Li Mu, and saw the old man's remains. The quiet serenity shook their hearts.I don’t know when the tears blurred my eyes and when my heart became clear.

After taking a few deep breaths, Li Mu walked aside, lit three sticks of incense and handed them to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man put down his crutches, held the incense in both hands, and slowly walked towards the old man, "Red Army, let me see you." He put the three incense sticks into the porcelain jar filled with incense soil with difficulty.

With great effort, he took out a bottle of Erguotou from his pocket. The white-haired old man unscrewed the cap and placed the whole bottle there. You could vaguely see the scar on the back of his palm, "It must have been 20 years since you gave up drinking and smoking, right?" You, if you didn't have alcohol or cigarettes in the past, you wouldn't be able to survive even a quarter of an hour. Back then, when you said you wanted to quit drinking and smoking, I didn't believe you. Who knew you would actually quit when you said you would quit. Lao Li, you have chosen a good day..."

Li Mu couldn't hear clearly what the white-haired old man said after that, because the white-haired old man was already crying.

The white-haired old man slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the old man's face, "I'm afraid it's too soon. You, go down and report first. I'll be there soon. For many years, you have been the first to do everything. Old brother Ah, you will never give me a chance to get ahead in this life."

"Go away."

The white-haired old man waved his hand, and suddenly his waist slowly straightened up. Although his whole body was trembling, Li Mu could still feel the rock-hard bones!

Slowly but firmly raising his right hand, the white-haired old man saluted the old man's body!
Li Mu sobbed violently. If he hadn't clenched his teeth tightly, he might have burst into tears. He suddenly gave a military salute to the old man's body!

Liu Huaqiang and others behind him were shocked. For others like them, the grief would not reach such a high level, but the natural end of a life and the nostalgia of those close to him gave them enlightenment. perception.

Life is not easy, but it is easy and enjoyable.

What they felt most deeply was the scene of the white-haired old man standing next to the old man's body.It is completely conceivable that these old men who are over 90 years old had already joined the anti-Japanese guerrillas with spears when they were the same age as themselves, oh no, maybe fourteen or fifteen years old.The life and death war lasted for more than ten years.

What are we doing now?Eat, drink, have fun, find ways to make money, and get started with deception and abduction.Liu Huaqiang was too ashamed to raise his head. He might understand why Li Mu chose to join the army, and it might not just be because of the old man.

I'm afraid even Li Mu doesn't know how important this day is to Liu Huaqiang and the others.

The uncle from the same clan protected the white-haired old man and left. The white-haired old man, who was indifferent to life and death, probably the only thing he couldn't accept was seeing with his own eyes the life and death brothers who had been together since they were teenagers until the end of their lives were turned into a pile of ashes.

Amid the cries of his children, the old man's body was put into a coffin and carried onto the white car of the funeral home.On the other side, Liu Huaqiang quickly explained that more than a dozen black cars drove over from the parking lot, followed the funeral car, and lined up neatly.

Xiaohui came over and whispered to Liu Huaqiang, "Brother Qiang, I renovated all the cars at home and transferred two from my dad's company."

He pointed to the first few cars and said, "If Brother Mu talks about me later, I will say it was your idea."

"Row."

Liu Huaqiang nodded, took the initiative to act as a fleet dispatcher, and began to greet people to get on the bus.

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