"It's okay, I'm just asking. I'll have to trouble Comrade Liu later." Zhang Qingzhu shook his head to show that he didn't mind.
Feng Baishu was discussing the funeral process with Liu Guodong. He asked Zhang Qingzhu to go upstairs to get some clothes. She went to the room of the original owner's parents and took out the clothes that the original owner's parents liked the most. After thinking about it, she went to the room of the original owner and took out a set of clothes that the original owner liked the most and put them together with the clothes of the original owner's parents. After going downstairs, she went to the Martyrs' Cemetery with everyone.
The funeral was completed in one morning, and Zhang Bo, Feng Baizhi and the original owner were all moved into the Martyrs' Cemetery.
Because Zhang Bo and Feng Baizhi were husband and wife, they were buried together, which also made things easier for Zhang Qingzhu.
I have to say that the funeral process of this era is simple and solemn. Maybe it has something to do with the original owner's parents being martyrs.
After the funeral, Zhang Qingzhu followed Feng Baishu to see off the people who came to the funeral. After everyone left, Zhang Qingzhu and Feng Baishu stood in front of the tomb of Zhang Bo and his wife for a while before leaving the Martyrs' Cemetery
When Zhang Qingzhu and the others rushed to the state-owned restaurant, there was nothing left except the plain noodles. After eating a lunch that was not a lunch, Feng Baishu sent Zhang Qingzhu home.
On the way home, Zhang Qingzhu thought about the funeral. After she said goodbye to the original owner in her heart, she cried uncontrollably again. Then she felt relaxed. It seemed that the original owner still had some consciousness in his body. Now that he was buried with his parents, this last bit of consciousness also disappeared.
When they got home, Feng Baishu said he would go to the machinery factory and the textile factory to finalize the pension and the subsequent life arrangements for Zhang Qingzhu. He asked her to wait at home and not go out. Then he took Li Shun out.
Not long after Feng Baishu and the others left, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Qingzhu used his mental power to investigate and found that it was Liu Guodong. He didn't know why Liu Guodong came to the house at this time.
After opening the gate, Liu Guodong was the first to speak: "Comrade Zhang Qingzhu, I have something to talk to you about alone. Is it convenient now?"
"Please come in. I'm the only one at home now. It's very convenient." Zhang Qingzhu invited the person in and closed the gate. The two went upstairs and walked into Zhang Qingzhu's study. They closed the door and started the conversation.
"Comrade Zhang Qingzhu, the organization is deeply saddened by the sacrifice of Comrades Zhang Bo and Feng Baizhi. In addition to handling the funeral affairs of Comrades Zhang Bo and Feng Baizhi, I was sent here to bring the pension given by the organization." Liu Guodong said as he took out a file bag from his bag and handed it to me.
"In addition, during this operation, Comrades Zhang Bo and Feng Baizhi brought a lot of medicines you prepared, which played a very important role. After the comrades who came back alive handed over the remaining medicines to the organization, the organization arranged personnel to conduct an evaluation and found that the medicines you prepared were twice as effective as the existing ones. This time I came here to talk to you about these prescriptions."
Liu Guodong paused and continued.
"Of course, the organization will not take a single needle or thread from the people for nothing. If you agree to provide a prescription, the organization will give you a bonus of 1,000 yuan for each prescription."
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Rebirth in the 1970s with Space
Non-FictionAuthor: Xinxiang Huayu Shuxianglai Category: Other types Status: Serial Introduction: About Rebirth in the 1970s: A master of spiritual, wood and space abilities who has reached the highest level in the apocalyptic world travels into the body of a...