How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Jiangcheng, International New Town Community.

At around six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and thousands of lights were on in the community.

Su family.

Su Fenggu's face was gloomy and he was packing his luggage and clothes. The bedroom door was open.

he shouted outside.

"Qinghe! Remember to prepare some black clothes and trousers. Don't fix those colorful skirts. If you dare to get one from Kyoto, I will tear it up and throw it in the trash for you."

"Oh……"

Su Qinghe replied weakly.

She was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, looking for her clothes with her mother.

A girl in her early twenties is the age when she loves beauty. Who would buy black clothes and pants for herself?

Su Qinghe searched for a long time, and found all the flowers and green flowers that his father talked about, and he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"mom!"

"Why do you have to wear black clothes and black pants to Kyoto? Why can't you wear something more normal? I can't even wear a plain down jacket and jeans?"

"Shh..."

Su Qinghe's mother, Zhao Yazhen, hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth.

"Qinghe, please keep your voice down, your father has been in a state of despair since he came back from Kyoto."

"Suddenly he took us to Kyoto overnight and asked you to prepare black clothes! Silly girl, what did you think we were going to do?"

Su Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened with a look of shock.

"Ah! General Song wants to..."

The girl said something and didn't dare to say any more.

Is General Song passing away?

More than ten days ago, it was the second day after Ye Cheng returned to the provincial capital from Jiangcheng.

Father Su Fenggu also returned to Jiangcheng from Kyoto.

After all, as a military factory boss who manages nearly ten thousand people, he has too many things to deal with, and it is impossible to stay with his mentor Song Lian all the time.

In particular, after learning that General Song was hopeless, he went home to wait for the end.

This time may be a few days, a dozen days, or a month.

No one knew how long it would take, but Su Fenggu could only endure the grief and continue working.

But this evening, I suddenly rushed home and asked my mother and myself to pack our clothes. We might stay in Kyoto for a long time.

Su Qinghe finally knew that they were going to Kyoto to attend the funeral of General Song.

The girl didn't dare to complain anymore and started looking again.

Zhao Yazhen sighed when she saw this, knowing that she wouldn't be able to come back for at least a week.

The death of such an important weapon of the country would shock half of the Dragon Kingdom alone.

It will take at least seven days to issue an obituary notice, hold a memorial ceremony, and cremate the deceased.

"Qinghe, you look for it first. If you really can't go out and buy two clothes, the mall should not be closed at this time."

"I'm going to cook, and we'll set off after dinner..."

Seeing her mother go to the kitchen, Su Qinghe said oh.

She quietly took out her phone, wondering if she should send a message to Ye Cheng.

After returning from the provincial capital, the two resumed contact.

Ye Cheng got another mobile phone from somewhere and even registered a new WeChat account.

These days, the two chat from time to time, which makes the girl's waiting less boring.

But after clicking on Ye Cheng's profile picture, Su Qinghe hesitated again.

She didn't know if telling him that General Song was about to die would cause him trouble.

This guy is very busy right now. He often sends a message and doesn’t reply for two days.

Even when Su Qinghe wanted to ask how he was doing during the last major radiation case in provincial supervision, Ye Cheng ignored him.

If the news hadn't come back later, the girl might have had to go to the provincial capital again to have a look.

If you tell Ye Cheng that General Song Lian is about to pass away...

She didn't know if this guy would rush to Kyoto immediately.

After thinking for a long time, I finally sent a message to Ye Cheng.

"(??.???) Ye, what are you doing?"

really.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ye Cheng did not reply.

Su Qinghe angrily threw the phone on the bed and started rummaging through the boxes again.

Unexpectedly, my father's voice came from outside the bedroom.

"Qinghe! What happened to the TV? Why is there no signal?"

"Come here! Adjust it for me quickly..."

Su Qinghe knew that his father was always on the verge of explosion, so he had to rush to the living room.

"Dad, shouldn't we all be leaving? Why else are you watching the news?"

Su Fenggu has the habit of watching news broadcasts.

As long as I am at home, I will definitely sit in front of the TV at seven o'clock, and this will remain unchanged for decades.

But you really can’t care about it today, right?

Su Fenggu glared at his daughter.

"Let it go if I ask you to, what nonsense!"

Su Qinghe realized that his father might be waiting for the obituary of his mentor.

He couldn't keep in touch with the Song family in Kyoto, lest he disturb their sad mood.

I also dare not contact those old comrades for fear of hearing sad news.

I had to turn on the TV to see if there were any obituaries on the news.

If there is……

It means that General Song has passed away.

if there is not……

It shows that we are still waiting for the last moment.

Su Qinghe understood that his father's mood was extremely complicated at the moment.

She didn't dare to talk nonsense. Seeing the darkness on the TV, she quickly started debugging.

Unfortunately, maybe I haven't turned on the TV for a long time, so I can't tune in any TV programs.

The girl muttered: "Maybe it's due to arrears... No one in our family watches this except you."

"Then pay, pay now, pay immediately, quickly! I want to watch the news broadcast!"

Seeing that his father was about to get angry again, Su Qinghe rolled his eyes at him.

"Dad, what time is it! The business office has got off work early... Well, I'll cast the screen for you, can we stop shouting?"

She had no choice but to return to the bedroom, pick up her phone, connect the Bluetooth, and cast the news broadcast to her father.

Because the TV model at home is relatively old, it cannot produce sound even without Bluetooth.

After the host's eloquent announcement came from outside, Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and continued to look for clothes.

who knew...

Buzz!

The cell phone thrown on the bed vibrated.

Su Qinghe immediately picked it up and took a look, with a happy face on his face.

Ye Cheng replied!

This stinky guy finally responded to me.

As if she were a thief, she looked at her father sitting outside with a guilty conscience.

Seeing that my father was concentrating on watching TV, he quietly closed the door of his bedroom.

Then he got into bed again, covering his head with a smile on his face.

After switching off the live broadcast, click on WeChat.

Every time he saw it, the avatar that made Su Qinghe couldn't help but laugh popped out.

"It's okay, I'm going to start working."

Su Qinghe frowned.

Ye Cheng sounded unhappy with this tone.

Could it be that he already knows about General Song?

Su Qinghe carefully replied a message.

"What's wrong? I feel like you're not happy, 'Peeping'.jpg."

Ye Cheng's reply made Su Qinghe even more frightened.

"I'm really not happy. Someone I know died and I can't do anything..."

Su Qinghe squeezed the phone tightly and her breathing stopped for a while.

Has General Song really passed away?

She had no choice but to comfort Ye Cheng.

"Don't... don't feel bad. Everyone will leave. In a few decades, we will leave too. Everyone will leave! This is an unchangeable fact..."

"Haha, I know! We will all die."

Ye Cheng's reply was obviously perfunctory, and Su Qinghe pouted, intending to divert the other party's attention.

"Okay, okay! Don't be sad, I have some good news for you."

"My dad transferred the money to me. After 50/50 split, it will be more than 300 billion. Hahaha... We have become the most powerful technology company in Jiangcheng!"

really.

As soon as this message was posted, Ye Cheng responded immediately.

"Have you transferred it? Hahaha, I, Mr. Su... If you don't transfer it, I will really come to your door to demand payment!"

"How dare you! (￣￣) Let's see if my dad doesn't punch you twice!"

"Hehehe... I felt the pain when he hit me. He is your father!"

Su Qinghe looked at the phone screen and smiled sweetly.

Sure enough, for Ye Cheng, who is a money fan.

There's nothing money can't solve.

No, the mood immediately became high.

Before she could reply, Ye Cheng sent another message.

"By the way! Qinghe, didn't you say that my singing is ugly? I have been studying hard recently and have practiced another song. Can you listen to it?"

Sing?

Su Qinghe trembled when he saw the news.

Still, don’t want it?

But before she could refuse, a voice message was sent.

Su Qinghe had no choice but to click on it tremblingly, praying that the song would sound better than the last time.

who knew...

After clicking on it, the phone didn't make any sound?

Ok?

How is this going?

Su Qinghe looked confused and couldn't help but click again, but there was still no sound.

Could it be...

Phone is broken?

She had no choice but to increase the volume, and kept increasing it, until she reached the limit, but there was still no sound.

Just when Su Qinghe was puzzled.

and many more……

Why could I vaguely hear Ye Cheng's voice coming from the living room?

Su Qinghe opened the quilt in fright, and his cerebellum shrank instantly.

I'm going!

I really want to forget that my phone’s screen is projected on the TV!

It’s even connected to Bluetooth!

It's over! It's over!

Did dad see everything he just chatted with Ye Cheng?

The girl opened the bedroom door like crazy and rushed out.

But see...

The entire living room echoed with the sound of Ye Cheng's broken voice.

That's a very popular song recently.

Girl, don't cry.

But Ye Cheng was stunned and changed it into...

[Su Laodeng, please don’t cry]

"If one day I fall in love with your daughter, if your daughter also loves me!"

"Lao Deng, please don't cry loudly..."

"I will not let her be wronged..."

"Can you not ask for the bride price..."

"Buy me another Lamborghini..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Accompanied by Ye Cheng's heartless laughter.

Dead!

A dead silence!

Su Qinghe was stunned when he heard the lyrics.

Mom Zhao Yazhen also walked out of the kitchen in confusion, holding a spatula.

The two women listened stupidly to Ye Cheng's wild laughter on the TV and looked at Su Fenggu's livid face.

Feng Gu!

dad!

This time, you won’t really kill Ye Cheng, right?

Su Fenggu was already mad, his cerebellum was swollen with anger, and he wanted to smash the TV in front of him.

Ahhhhh!

Ye Cheng, are you kidding a kind father-in-law?

He stood up suddenly, grabbed Su Qinghe's cell phone, and made a WeChat call.

As soon as the call was connected, Ye Cheng's laughter could be heard.

"Hello? Qinghe, haha, how are you, does it sound good..."

"Ye Cheng!"

Su Fenggu gritted his teeth and interrupted.

"My teacher is going to die soon, you still have the damn time to spare... Take! Me! Open! Shabu?"

boom!

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

Finally, Ye Cheng's voice came out word by word.

"Don't worry, Uncle Su!"

"I won't let him die!"