Six Zero: Cultivate the pillars of the country by relying on the Xixi system

Li Wenwen actually didn't think too much, she just held Zhang Guoan's hand tightly. In this day and age, couples can only be so close outside the hospital.

She could feel Zhang Guoan's faintly trembling body, and all the veins in the hand holding her had burst out.

A group of people quietly waited for the result, waiting for the doctor's answer.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the emergency room finally opened, and the sweaty doctor came out, and several people rushed up.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

"Doctor, is my mother okay?"

It's a pity that the doctor's answer was unacceptable to everyone, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best, but..."

"Linlin!"

Zhu Linlin fainted after hearing the doctor's words, and fell into Zhu Guangzong's arms.

Everyone couldn't accept this fact. People were fine in the morning, so why did something unexpected happen suddenly?

The nurse pushed Bai Hui out, and Zhu Guangzong stepped forward, not daring to accept that his wife had passed away.

He lifted off the yellowish white cloth covering his body and saw his ruddy face, he couldn't believe that this person had passed away.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch the breath lightly, but he was really not breathing anymore.

Zhu Guangzong's tears flowed down his face. The man did not flick his tears lightly, but his beloved wife left him before he reached the point of sadness.

There are too many life and death in the hospital, but no one can face the departure of their loved ones calmly.

It didn't take too long, Zhu Guangzong had already decided to burn Bai Hui's body according to her last wish, and sprinkle it on the mountains and rivers.

Bai Tao didn't agree with this matter at all. He was an old-fashioned person. No matter what, he felt that his soul would not be able to reincarnate if his body was smashed to pieces.

Moreover, the traditional burial customs of the Chinese people have not changed for a while.

"I don't agree. We can bury Huihui in our hometown, or in the cemetery. We can go there to worship when we have time." Bai Tao objected.

Zhu Guangzong didn't have the heart to appease Bai Tao at all, he was immersed in the grief of losing his loved one.

Zhu Linlin didn't eat or drink all day, and a little girl who hadn't experienced a funeral just foolishly stayed by the body.

"Don't worry about these things. It's not good to stop for too long in the summer. Let's follow Mama Bai's last wish. When she was young, she didn't care about life and death for this land. In the end, she must also want to see where the new Huaguo is going." Zhang Guoan said.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Tao had no reason to refuse. His sister, ah, has been stubborn and made decisions all her life, and now she is lying there quietly, waiting for others to decide her final farewell to the world.

Sometimes Bai Tao really thinks that she is his elder sister. He admires her extraordinary heart and her unattainable ambitions, and let him learn from her.

After deciding to have cremation, Zhu Guangzong began to contact some friends, as well as those who received Bai Hui's unit to offer condolences.

Funerals in this era do not have banquets or ceremonies, but are simple activities attended by a few relatives and friends.

The funeral was very simple, and the proletarian fighters didn't take anything with them in the end, just like when they came to the world, they left alone.

Zhu Guangzong burned a book of quotations together with Bai Hui's body, "Let her stick to everything she loves in another world."

Zhang Guoan kept silent except when necessary. He just put on a white armband and attended the entire funeral as a son.

Zhang Feng also came to worship, but he just burned a thin piece of paper, and no one knew what it was about.

His wife also seemed very decent at this time. Bai Hui was a respectable person, and she should not be involved in the matter between her and Zhang Feng.

It's just that when it was time to take away the ashes, Zhang Guoan took out a small wooden box, and I don't know where he got it from.

"Mother Bai told me to take some of her ashes away." Her voice was cold, as if she had no emotion.

Only Li Wenwen knew his grief, and no one would remain unmoved by his mother's departure, even if he hadn't seen him for many years.

Zhu Guangzong lifted Bai Hui's ashes with his own hands. This elegant man seemed to have aged a lot in a few days, with a lot of gray hair on his head.

Even Zhu Linlin seemed to have grown up in an instant, supporting her father and finishing the funeral dignifiedly.