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Nine years after Song Zhengge remarried, he died of various complications of physical aging just after his eightieth birthday.
Before he died, he held Ruihe's hand tightly, with turbid tears in his eyes: "I, I have been sorry to so many people in my life, my father, your mother, you, Aifen and Xiaoluan, I I have lived in confusion for most of my life, and now God is taking me in. I beg you to help me take care of Xiaoduo. She is still young and has a long life ahead of her"
Ruihe nodded: "I know."
He breathed quickly and stared, "I, I shouldn't marry her, I shouldn't" Coveting the happiness and sweetness of the past few years, now he is leaving. Xiaoduo is only thirty years old, how will he live in the future? ? He left an inheritance to Xiaoduo, but she was so sad and sad, and he didn't want to make her suffer.
"I'm sorry for her, I hurt her"
Song Zhengge has always lived for himself in this life. At the end of his life, at the last moment of his life, he regretted it. He regretted that he provoked Zhou Xiaoduo. Young Zhou Xiaoduo was as shallow as a stream in front of him, and he could easily see through her. She was an orphan, lacked love, had no sense of security, and liked men who were older than her. He successfully attracted her attention and allowed her to become more and more affectionate towards him, making every wrong move. He even regretted that when she proposed marriage, he did not refuse firmly, but agreed smoothly. He deceived himself into thinking that it was Xiaoduo's wish to get married, and he was fulfilling her wish.
That¡¯s why he gets so angry when his eldest son calls him ¡°dirty¡± and ¡°selfish¡±.
"Xiao Yan, you are right, you are right"
Ruihe did not comfort him, after all, it was meaningless to say anything at this time.
Song Zhengge could not get comfort, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. After a while, Ruihe saw that Song Zhengge had nothing else to say, so he went out and let Zhou Xiaoduo in. Zhou Xiaoduo wiped her tears and went in. After a while, her heartbreaking cries came from the room.
Song Zhengge is dead.
"Come down," Ruihe said to his eldest son.
"yes."
The mourning hall was decorated, Song Jinluan came with his wife and children to attend the funeral, and relatives and friends from all over also came to express their condolences.
Two days later, news came from Fei¡¯s family that the third aunt¡¯s wife had also left.
"We left at night, quietly." Fei Lingshuang's voice was hoarse on the phone. "She always said she had a headache and couldn't sleep. She finally slept peacefully last night. I really didn't expect"
"My mother is not in good health, so I didn't let her come over." Song Jinluan said to Ruihe.
For decades, the two brothers had had very few opportunities to talk face to face like this.
"Well, your body is important." Ruihe took out a document and pushed it over, "This is what my father left for you."
Song Jinluan pursed his lips and opened the file, his eyes turning red for a while.
"Let's live a good life from now on." Ruihe stood up and left. Song Jinluan looked at his back and suddenly smiled. He rolled up the document bag and walked out through the other door.
Shortly after the funeral, Zhou Xiaoduo said he was going back to Wu City. Ruihe gave her the phone number of the manager of the subsidiary company closest to Zhou Xiaoduo's residence in Wu City: "If you encounter any trouble, just contact him. If you can't solve it, just contact my secretary." .¡±
The secretary stepped forward and handed his business card to Zhou Xiaoduo with both hands.
"Thank you, thank you." Zhou Xiaoduo showed a haggard smile. She held two business cards and sat there in a daze for a while before raising her head: "Thank you, Mr. Song. You and your children have been very polite to me since I married Zhengge. I felt very embarrassed at first. After all, There is such a big age difference between me and him, we are not a good match no matter how we look at it.¡±
"You're welcome, this is courtesy."
"Yes, it's a courtesy, and I'm very grateful for this." Zhou Xiaoduo said sadly, "Many people said that we are not worthy, saying that I only care about his money and status, but they don't know that when I first met him I fell in love with him. I didn¡¯t know he was very rich at that time. I was an orphan and had never felt love since I was a child. The dean¡¯s mother loved us, but Zhengge only loved me. When I was with him, I felt I am no longer afraid of the wind and rain in this world. The third sister said that I am too young and have not met more people, but I believe in my heart and my feelings."
Ruihe listened to her express her feelings and finally said: "What the third aunt said is actually correct."
Zhou Xiaoduo¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°So what if you¡¯re young? Your heart won¡¯t lie!¡±
Ruihe said nothing more.
When Song Zhengge said he wanted to get married, Ruihe was very unhappy when he learned that the bride was only in her twenties.and four sons to assist. Except for some major matters that the children cannot decide, he would step in to take control. Normally, he would not interfere with the eldest son's management.
When he was eighty-three years old, Song Jinluan fell seriously ill and asked his children to invite him over, saying they wanted to see him. Ruihe went over to give Song Jinluan a ride. The two of them didn't really have any friendship. Rui He vaguely knew that Song Jinluan was quite successful in business and that he was considered an upstart business force. Although he couldn't make it into the world's richest list, he was still outstanding enough.
The two brothers had nothing to talk about. Song Jinluan, wearing an oxygen mask, panted and said intermittently: "I have been thinking about my youth recently, and I have been thinking about it, if my mother did not bring me back, What will happen now I have lived a good life, but she went crazy early. When her father stepped forward, she lost her footing and fell down the stairs Wealth and glory are fleeting, and cannot be held tightly by others. , I want too much, and I feel even more disappointed when I don¡¯t get it. I don¡¯t know if she regretted it before she left"
He didn¡¯t want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Rui He, he just wanted to find someone to talk to. He couldn¡¯t say these things to his children and grandchildren. His wife had already left him the year before last. The only one who could talk about these past events was Rui He, his ¡°eldest brother¡±.
Ruihe listened to him quietly and waited until he fell asleep before leaving.
On the way back by plane, Ruihe looked at the stacking white clouds outside the window. This life passed very quickly, and almost sixty years passed in the blink of an eye. There was a movement in his heart, as if he sensed something. After returning, he passed the position of head of the family to his eldest son, and also made arrangements for his other two sons and a daughter. He believed that the children he had raised could inherit his will and continue to operate the group. Three months later, he lay awake in bed and died without any illness.
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