Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 11: Zhao Li’s last words revealed the truth!

Watching the old red flag without a license plate and the two black off-road vehicles leaving.

A full half minute passed.

Only then did everyone "wake up" from the shock just now.

"Old Zhao...who is Old Zhao...how could he...this..."

"He should be... the kind of hero who is mentioned on TV and whose name cannot be revealed. Only that kind of hero deserves such treatment!"

"It turns out that we have misunderstood Lao Zhao for so many years? He...he is not actually an ordinary worker?"

"But he went out to work every day...every day. He...he even worked with me..."

"Then...how do you explain the man in black? Where's the woman in the cheongsam? Where's the old man with white hair? And the salute, the music that I've never heard before, like a war song, and finally, they all gave a military salute! That’s a military salute!”

Those who came to attend the funeral, whether they were relatives, friends or neighbors, were all talking about it.

Everyone's faces were filled with horror, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths could fit two eggs.

As for the four grandchildren, they were already dumbfounded and had not yet recovered.

What just happened was too shocking for them.

Although they may not fully understand the meaning of what just happened.

But they are not ordinary people, and they have seen much more of the world than ordinary people.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.

Even the young mind was greatly shocked.

It turns out... they had always thought that the protagonist of today's funeral, the "ordinary person" in their words, the "kind of person" they looked down upon, actually had such a mysterious past and identity...

Compared with them, no, compared with their respective families and the status of their grandfathers, I don’t know how high it is!

At this moment, the four grandchildren all turned their heads and looked at the smiling old man on the tombstone. Their faces were ashamed, their little faces were red, and they did not dare to look at the old man.

Then, the four grandchildren turned around, faced the tombstone, and bowed deeply.

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Beside, four old comrades gathered around.

Zhang Zheng was still looking at the direction in which the old red flag was receding, and the shock in his heart could not calm down for a long time.

"Old Zhang, tell me... Did Brother Zhao really keep this secret from us all his life?" Wang Changping changed from his normal state, his expression was cold and solemn, and his cloudy eyes were slightly narrowed.

Wu Ye let out a long sigh, shook his head and said with a smile: "We thought that Brother Zhao would do nothing and live a miserable life, but who would have thought that in the end, our situation would be small..."

Liu Wenyuan frowned and pinched his chin: "Brother Zhao's identity...is it really a secret?"

His nerves had been tense just now, but now that he had relaxed and calmed down, he was now a little doubtful.

Having been a comrade with Zhao Li for decades, he instinctively did not believe and could not believe that Zhao Li's identity could be so special and mysterious!

Then, the three of them looked at Zhang Zheng together.

Now only Zhang Zheng can give them an answer.

He stood there for a long time.

Zhang Zheng shook his head and said tremblingly: "I... don't know..."

He has no clue now, it's too shocking.

The true identity of my friend for many years is actually kept secret, and his level is not low!

Whoever does this will be shocked by his mother for a whole year!

"Ah...Dad! So that's what you said before you died...Dad!"

Just at this time.

A lung-piercing cry came from the direction of the tombstone.

Suddenly, everyone looked at the sound.

I saw Zhao Li's daughter, Zhao Na, lying in front of the tombstone, hugging the tombstone tightly with both hands, tears constantly sliding down her cheeks.

"What's wrong? What did your father say before he died?" A member of the Zhao family came to Zhao Yi and asked in confusion.

Zhao Yi also cried like a tearful person and choked with sobs: "Before my father died... he said that he said that his life was too tired... now, now everything is over..."

This passage reached the ears of everyone present, and also reached the ears of Zhang Zheng and others.

Buzz——

The minds of the four of them went blank at the same time.

This life is too tiring, everything is over...

Zhang Zheng swayed and stared at the tombstone in stunned silence.

The expressions of the other three comrades were similar to his.

If the funeral goes on as usual today, there will be no men in black, no beautiful women, and no old men with white hair.

There is no problem with the meaning of this sentence. Zhao Li's life is indeed too tiring.

But now, the meaning of this sentence is completely different!

"He is really... He, Brother Zhao, has really been hiding this from us all his life!" Liu Wenyuan was like a blow to the head, and his inner surprise reached the extreme.

"No wonder, no wonder Brother Zhao lives in poverty, but he never talks to us and refuses our help. It turns out that he really has something to hide..." Wang Changping sighed and kept shaking his head.

Wu Ye looked at the tombstone and smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhao, we think we are doing well all day long, but who knows, you are... the most awesome one among us..."

Zhang Zheng looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone with a complicated expression and was silent for a long time.

A tear flowed from his eyes. He slowly raised his hand, faced the tombstone, and gave a standard military salute!

Wu Ye, Wang Changping, and Liu Wenyuan also followed Zhang Zheng's actions at this moment and paid their highest salute to Zhao Li's tombstone!

at the same time.

Everyone around also noticed the actions of the four brothers.

Immediately afterwards.

In the crowd, one person saluted, two people saluted, three people saluted... Finally, everyone present raised their hands and faced the old man on the tombstone, raising their hands and saluting!

At this moment, Zhao Li's identity and his past should have disappeared with the death of his body.

But with this funeral, his identity as an "ordinary person" and his "bland and miserable" past, the image of an old man who was kind to others and always had a smile on his face.

Becoming mysterious and terrifying, yet full of greatness.

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