Lin Qingqing was not too surprised when she heard Mother Lin's suggestion. The older generation was very particular about this.
I am also worried that I have just found out that I am pregnant and it is not stable yet. I am afraid that if there is an accident, my happiness will be in vain.
"Then I will wait for Yiyuan to come back, and we will go back to the Song family to talk about the pregnancy." Lin Qingqing said thoughtfully.
By then menstruation had been delayed for more than ten days, and the time was more reasonable.
There will be a national memorial service the day after tomorrow, and Song Yiyuan will be able to come back after it is over.
She asked Song's mother to bring ginseng liquid dripping pills to Song Yiyuan, but she didn't know if he had eaten them.
I haven’t seen Song Yiyuan for four days.
When Mother Lin saw her daughter mentioning her son-in-law, her face looked bad. She said in a soft voice: "In the next two months, you must be careful not to bump into someone, and cover yourself with a quilt when sleeping at night so as not to catch a cold." Come back and tell Mom what you want to eat, and Mom can cook it for you."
"Okay, I want to eat spicy food these two days," Lin Qingqing replied while eating the cake.
"I'm going to buy some chili peppers tomorrow. I've been cooking some spicy dishes recently. Eat less of those pickles. It's not good for the children."
She saw Lin Qingqing having breakfast recently. They all like to eat steamed buns stuffed with pickles and dumplings, so they gave me one more instruction.
"Okay, I won't eat anymore."
Lin Qingqing should follow what Mother Lin said.
This is all genuine concern.
Mother Lin heard the noise outside and knew that it was her son and the others who were back.
"Nier, you go ahead and eat. I will get you some hot water later and bring it to the house to wash up. After washing, you can go to bed. I will make some food later and put it in the pot to warm. Wait, if you are hungry in the middle of the night, get up and eat. I will turn on the lights in the yard."
Lin Qingqing nodded, picked up the porridge and drank it again.
As soon as she finished eating, Mother Lin brought hot water to the room and put two hundred dollars on the table to make up for the money Lin Qingqing gave her in the morning.
Two days later.
A memorial meeting of unprecedented scale.
Will be held at Anhumen Square.
On that day, factories across the country were suspended, schools were closed, and shops were closed.
At dawn, people came from all over Kyoto on foot to pay their respects, numbering in the millions.
They wore black armbands on their arms and white flowers on their chests. They looked solemn and walked fast and unhurriedly. After arriving at the location, they stood on both sides of the street.
At seven o'clock in the morning, both sides of Anhumen Square and the street in front of the square were filled with people. The queues of people extended to the east and west sides of the street for several miles...
It seems that people from the entire city have gathered here, and the crowd is so dark that you can’t even see it.
Until the memorial service started at 2 p.m., people were still joining the mourning procession.
From the time it gets slightly brighter to the time the sun rises above our heads, no oneAfter exiting, no one shouted tired.
The grand spectacle of the memorial service was transmitted to the eyes and ears of 800 million people through radio and television. This scene deeply hurt their hearts.
People first listened to the live broadcast in Kyoto, and then held their own separate memorial services.
On that day, more than ten thousand branch venues were established across the country, and there were countless mourning halls set up spontaneously by communes in various provinces, cities and communes.
The tragic music spread to the cities and towns of the motherland, to the mountains and rivers, to the distant frontiers, and to every inch of land in China.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, 800 million people stood in tears and observed three minutes of silence. Our great motherland was also silent at the same time...
This was the largest event, with the most wreaths, and the longest armband wear time. The memorial service was remembered decades later.
Some people continued to wear black armbands after the memorial service, but took them off a month later.
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Lin Qingqing passed by the street next to Anhumen Square when she was at work. She got off the car and stood on a high ground, taking in a panoramic view of Anhumen Square.
A huge portrait draped in black gauze hangs in the center of the city gate. Wreaths presented by people from all over the country are placed on wooden shelves set up on both sides of the square. The shelves extend along the streets on the east and west sides.
It was extremely quiet in the square, and the whole of Kyoto was extremely quiet, with only the sound of sobbing and the beating of my own heart.
Lin Qingqing stood and stared for a long time before getting out of the car and heading to the research institute.
The Lin family all went out before dawn today, and the children were also taken away.
They were lucky enough to attend the memorial service of a great man and pay homage to his remains. How could they not bid farewell to their old leader?
Lin Qingqing was stopped from going to watch. Lin’s mother was afraid that too many people would bump into her, so she asked her to listen to the live broadcast.
When she arrived at the institute in the morning, the entire institute was empty. Everyone went to Anhumen Square to mourn.
She slowly came to the third floor and started working.
Ruan Shusen was going to a memorial service today. He was afraid of falling behind, so he stayed up late to make a lot of medicinal powder and left Lin Qingqing to deal with it.
Jiang Haixia packed food outside at noon and came back, eating in the car with Lin Qingqing.
The afternoon passed by, and Lin Qingqing walked out of the institute to the sound of the end of the memorial service on the radio.
Let’s go to Song’s house for dinner tonight.
Grandma Song had cold legs, so Lin Qingqing went over to massage her legs the next day and eat there by the way, so that both families could take care of her.
It’s just that she hasn’t seen the Song family since the 11th. She heard from Grandma Song that they all live in the army.
Grandpa Song and several old men were nowhere to be seen.
In the Song family, only Grandma Song and Wu Fangnian were at home with their two children. Zhou Yingying’sThe two children were sent to her parents' home. There was no one at home, so Wu Fangnian couldn't take care of her four children.
At 6:15, Jiang Haixia drove Lin Qingqing to the military compound.
The compound and the research institute are both in the suburbs, relatively close to each other.
Wu Fangnian had already cooked, and Jiang Haixia followed her into the Song family naturally.
She has become very familiar with Song Chengting and Song Lingyun during this period, and both children like her very much.
Jiang Haixia can lead them to play different games and show them boxing.
As soon as Lin Qingqing arrived, Wu Fangnian put the dishes on the table and prepared to eat.
Lin Qingqing sat next to Grandma Song, and the two children sat around Jiang Haixia.
Wu Fangnian called Song Chengting over: "Xiaoting, come to mom's place to eat, and mom will give you some meat to eat."
Song Chengting shook his head vigorously: "No, no, I want the powerful Aunt Jiang Give it to me." After saying this, he looked at Jiang Haixia expectantly.
Jiang Haixia picked up Song Chengting's chopsticks, picked two pieces of lean meat for him and put them into the bowl: "Eat it." She handed the chopsticks to Song Chengting.
Wu Fangnian said sheepishly: "Comrade Jiang, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Jiang Haixia's lips curled up slightly: "It's okay." She was just practicing taking care of her children, and will help protect her in the future. Take care of children.
Song Lingyun, who was on her right, held a bowl and said coquettishly: "I also want my aunt to put some meat in it, so that I can grow taller."
After hearing this, Jiang Haixia put in another piece of meat and Put a spoonful of steamed eggs into her bowl.
Song Lingyun looked down at the extra meat and eggs, pursed her lips and smiled with satisfaction, picked up the spoon and ate it.
Grandma Song was also happy to see that the two children listened to Jiang Haixia's words.
His eyes unconsciously glanced at Lin Qingqing's belly, hoping that Lin Qingqing would get pregnant soon.