"Not saved?" Lao Liang was completely stunned.

Xiaoyu's mother was startled, and then she burst into tears.

Han Yu did not expect that Lao Qian's condition would be so serious. The bad news that he could not be saved was like a bolt from the blue, and he could not believe it was true.

The same thing happened to Xiaoyu, staring at the doctor and speechless.

Director Xiang has been a head nurse for so many years. Although she felt very sad, she was calmer than others when faced with such a situation. She took a few deep breaths and asked solemnly: "Doctor, can you let us see his old man?"

"Yes, but it will take a while."

"Okay, please."

"No trouble."

The little fish regained consciousness, squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

Yuzhen also cried like a tearful person, and Han Xiangning quickly helped her sit on a chair.

Director Xiang and Sister Zhu kept persuading them that although Lao Qian left, it was not painful. Now that the matter has come to this, this is the only persuasion.

Because people walk on the operating table, the surgical wounds need to be sutured.

After waiting outside for nearly an hour, the old man's body was pushed out.

Xiaoyu's mother really regarded Lao Qian as her father. She cried while holding Lao Qian's body, and Xiaoyu did the same.

This situation made Han Yu's heart twist like a knife.

Principal Gao was as sad as Dean Chen, but he still reminded that what he had to do now was to announce the funeral of Lao Qian's two bachelor nephews as soon as possible, and the top priority was to arrange the funeral for Lao Qian.

Lao Liang realized that the old people were gone and there was no point in crying anymore, so he quickly asked Xiaoyu to report the news to his two godfathers.

Xiaoyu's mental state was obviously not suitable for driving, so Han Yu cheered up and accompanied him.

After finding the two bachelor uncles' house overnight, Lao Liang called to tell them that the bodies had been transported back to Bailong Port. Lao Zhu also rushed to Bailong Port and was washing the old man's body and changing clothes.

I picked up my two uncles and rushed to Xiaoyu's house. It was already dawn.

Han Yu pushed off the car and asked in a low voice: "Dad, who else do you want to inform?"

Lao Han lit up his cigarette, looked at Lao Liang who was kneeling at the gate and burning paper, wearing sackcloth and mourning, and whispered: "Other than two nephews, Lao Qian has no other relatives."

Sister Zhu came over and reminded: "Although Lao Qian did not go to the nursing home, he is still considered a five-guarantee household. Moreover, Lao Qian is a party member and participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. Logically speaking, he should tell the Sichang Town Civil Affairs Office."

"I don't have the town leader's phone number."

"I have it." Principal Gao took out his cell phone and looked up the cell phone number of the town leader.

Han Yu felt that this call should be made by Lao Liang, and asked Xiaoyu to take over his father's job burning paper, and asked Lao Liang to call the town cadres.

Unexpectedly, when the call got through, the deputy mayor in charge of civil affairs did not come to express condolences. He only said that the cremation costs would be borne by the town.

Does the Xiaoyu family care about the cremation costs?

The more Han Yu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. He immediately took out his mobile phone and found Secretary Qian's number and dialed it.

"Xianyu, call so early, is there something wrong?"

"Secretary Qian, I want to report to you that Qian Youfu, a retired employee of the No. 4 Factory Supply and Marketing Cooperative, who used to cook at our Laoyanjiang Police Station, passed away due to a stroke at night."

Secretary Qian thought for a while and subconsciously asked: "Xiaoyu's godfather?"

"Well, I didn't expect you to still remember."

"Old Qian, I am deeply impressed. I used to see him every time I went to Bailong Port. How old is he? Why did he leave so soon?"

"This year is eighty-one."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Secretary Qian, Lao Qian is an old party member. He participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea and made meritorious service. He has no children and only has Xiaoyu's mother as his goddaughter and two nephews who are also childless. Now he is gone.

Should the town come to express condolences, and when the body is sent to the funeral parlor for cremation, should the town arrange for cadres to accompany him?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Old Qian is an old party member and old revolutionary. The town should arrange for someone to give him a lift."

"But we just called the town, and the deputy mayor in charge of civil affairs just said that he would bear the cremation costs."

Linghai is also considered an old revolutionary area, and there are many old people like Lao Qian. Condolences and funerals are considered unlucky by most people, so the town cadres are reluctant to go.

Secretary Qian figured out the whole story, took a deep breath and said, "I understand, I'll call the town right now."

"Thank you, Secretary Qian."

Han Yu thought about it and then choked up and emphasized: "Secretary Qian, although Lao Qian has no children, but with juniors like me and Xiaoyu, even if the town does not arrange for cadres to come, we can still organize the funeral and let him live.

He walked away in perfect splendor. The reason why I called you is that he is a veteran who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and we cannot let a veteran who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea walk away in such a deserted way."

"I know, I understand, it's because we didn't do our job well." Secretary Qian knew very well that Admiral Binjiang Navy had never asked anyone for personal matters, and what he was talking about was not a private matter. After weighing it, he said: "Salty

Fish, I'm not very busy these days. When do you send Comrade Qian Youfu's body to the funeral home, I will also go and send Comrade Qian Youfu a ride."

"The weather is too hot and the body cannot be kept for too long. We plan to send his body to be cremated this afternoon."

"What time in the afternoon?"

"Around half past four."

"Okay, I'll be there on time at 4:30 in the afternoon." Secretary Qian paused and then said: "Comrade Qian Youfu worked at the Laoyanjiang Police Station for several years. I asked the Municipal Party Committee Office to notify the Public Security Bureau."

"Thank you, Secretary Qian."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do. What's our relationship?"

Principal Gao and Dean Chen stood nearby and listened clearly. Looking at Lao Qian's body which had just been covered with white cloth in the hall, they said with emotion: "Lao Qian has no children. He doesn't worry about anything in his life, just worry."

After his death, no one wore sackcloth or mourning, and no one went to the funeral. His spirit in heaven would be very happy if he knew that you were so filial."
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