At around six o'clock in the morning, Yu's family had already got up, had breakfast in the dining room, and came to the yard to gather. Uncle Cai first spoke and explained some precautions. Next, the staff put on white small ua for each family member, and the group took the minibus, drove out of the courtyard under the escort of the police car, and headed to the Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery. [Ye*zi] [You*you]

Wang Siyu's outfit today was carefully prepared. Not only was his shirt washed white, but his suit was half-old, with a little polished on the cuffs, but it was ironed very flat. When he got into the car, he took out another manuscript and looked patiently. There were some question-and-answer questions, questions that central leaders might mention, and examples of answers.

At 8:50 am, at the entrance of the cemetery, there were already crowds of people. Tens of thousands of people gathered on both sides of the road, lined up in a long queue of hundreds of meters. The staff held hands and maintained order. Twenty minutes ago, there were already martial law and ordinary people were prohibited from entering. Outside the auditorium, various vehicles were parked. The most conspicuous one was a black German special Audi A84.2 with a license plate of Ao2156.

There are many interpretations of this license plate. What is widely accepted by the outside world is that o represents territorial integrity, 21 is entering the 21st century, and 56 represents the same mind of fifty-six nations. In the past decade, the car has been the car of the chief of the Central No. 1, and has also been familiar to ordinary people because it appeared at the military parade.

Chinese people are still extremely sensitive to certain numbers. For example, in recent years, the most prominent ones are the four giants and the crown prince, which coincides with the Supreme Emperor of the Nine Five. However, the central government is still extremely taboo about this. Sometimes, it even makes some fine adjustments to the ranking of the Standing Committee to prevent this from prevalence in the world.

Ten minutes later, the memorial service officially began. In the auditorium of the Babaoshan Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery, there was solemn and solemn. In the middle of the mourning hall, there was a portrait of Yu Lao, surrounded by circles of elegiac couplets. Yu Lao's body lies in the bush of fresh cypresses, covered with bright party flags, and looked peaceful.

As the sound of sorrow sounded, several leaders of the Party and the country lined up and walked slowly into the main hall of the auditorium, bowed three times to the old body, and then circled from right to left to visit the family. Since the second leader had a state visit, he was still in Slovenia at this time, so he did not attend the farewell ceremony for the body.

Seeing that No. 1 walked slowly over, Yu Chunlei, Secretary of the Beijing Municipal Committee, did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly took a few steps, stopped beside Deputy Director Zhao of the General Office of the Central Committee, poked out half of his body, waited No. 1 to stretch out his right hand, stretched out his hands to hold it, and whispered: "General Secretary, thank you for your hard work. [Ye*zi] [You*you]"

No. 1 sighed, with a sad expression on his face, his mouth moved slightly, and said emotionally: "Comrade Chunlei, Mr. Yu left us. His death caused immeasurable losses to the Party and the country, but the cause and spirit he fought for will last forever. We should turn grief into strength and move on unswervingly."

Yu Chunlei nodded slightly and said sadly: "General Secretary, before his death, the old man was still talking about the great achievements made by the leadership of the Party Central Committee with you as the core. He also firmly believes that our party and country will achieve more brilliant victories in the near future."

The number one leader was very satisfied and said softly: "Comrade Chunlei, how is your health recently? Can you withstand it? Do you need to recuperate for a while? The body is the capital of the revolution, and you must not be careless."

Yu Chunlei waved his hand and said softly: "Thank you for your concern to the General Secretary. I have not had any serious illness. I have not committed any of it in the past year. When I went to the hospital for examination, the doctor said that I had basically recovered."

"That's good, let's be happy and change." No. 1 nodded, took a slow step, walked to Shao Yinfang, shook his hand, and walked down one by one under the introduction of Deputy Director Zhao, and said softly: "Hello, hello..."

When he came to Wang Siyu, Deputy Director Zhao stopped and whispered: "General Secretary, this is Comrade Wang Siyu. He is the fourth child at home and works in Luoshui City. He is currently the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. During his lifetime, he admired him very much and placed great hopes on him."

Number One turned around, looked at Wang Siyu up and down, stretched out his right hand, and smiled: "It's great to be young and maintain a hard and simple style."

Wang Siyu hurriedly shook his hands and said according to the lines prepared in advance: "General Secretary, when you inspected Xibaipo, you specifically emphasized that although people's lives are rich, they cannot lose the fine tradition of saving, diligence and thrift. We party members and cadres should all remember them in their hearts and practice them in their own hands."

Captain No. 1 had already poked out his right foot and took a small step forward. After hearing this, he took it back, held his hands on his lower abdomen, and said with a smile: "That's the speech from three years ago, do you still remember?"

"Remember, the spirit of the General Secretary's speech should be deeply understood and implemented conscientiously." Wang Siyu pulled his waist straight, but his heart was a little weak, fearing that the General Secretary would make a sudden decision, and then mention other words and test them. It would be a big mistake.

Deputy Director Zhao took a step forward, came over at the right time, pointed at Wang Siyu with his finger, and said softly: "General Secretary, the last time he went to visit Mr. Yu, the old man mentioned that he was the most satisfied with this grandson. Comrade Wang Siyu always focused on frugality. When he was in college, he sewed socks with his own hands. After joining the work, he saved money, but saved his salary to support poor students and the poor people."

The leader of the No. 1 also sighed and nodded: "After all, they are the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries, and they are very strict in education for the younger generations, which is worth learning from by all comrades in the Party. If our party members and cadres can be so frugal, they will be much easier to do in their work."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, raised his head, and said in a firm tone: "General Secretary, it is easy to replenish socks, but it is difficult to replenish people's hearts."

As soon as he finished speaking, Deputy Director Zhao's face turned pale. He raised one hand, but he didn't know where to put it. He just hung his expression with an awkward expression and secretly shouted, "Oh, why did this young master break the manuscript?" He suddenly made a shot. Now he was trouble, maybe he would make a big fuss."

He has worked in the General Office of the CPC Central Committee for most of his life, but he encountered such a thing once. For a moment, he didn't know how to make things happen, so he looked at Yu Chunlei, secretary of the Beijing Municipal Committee, hoping that he could speak out.

Yu Chunlei was also extremely surprised, and he looked at Wang Siyu repeatedly, but Wang Siyu turned a blind eye. Instead, he straightened his mouth, smiled, and faced the scrutiny of Chief No. 1 calmly.

After more than ten seconds of silence, No. 1 frowned slightly and whispered: "We must have a sense of crisis, not be slacking off, and not sleeping on the credit book. Comrade Wang Siyu, do it well and be worthy of Mr. Yu's ardent expectations."

"Thank you for your encouragement by the General Secretary." Wang Siyu sighed lightly, and a big stone in his heart fell to the ground. Before he knew it, a small piece of his back was wet. This shows that he was also a little afraid.

No. 1 nodded, then turned his head and shook hands all the way. Under the guidance of the staff, he left the mourning hall and went to the VIP room next to him to rest.

Soon, Captain No. 3 also came over, came to Wang Siyu, stopped, and under the introduction of Deputy Director Zhao, he shook his hand, shook it hard, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Yu is dead, I am very sad. I think that only if a nation has some people who pay attention to the sky, they have hope; if a nation only cares about the things under its feet, there is no future. Mr. Yu is the kind of person who looks up at the stars, and it is worth our memory."

Seeing Deputy Director Zhao standing nervously beside Chief No. 3, staring at him with his eyes curled up, Wang Siyu didn't dare to act rashly, nodded and said in a normal manner: "Thank you for giving grandpa such a high evaluation. If I knew about it, he would definitely be extremely pleased."

The third leader took back his right hand, raised an index finger, shook gracefully, and said in a slight swaying manner: "Although Mr. Yu has left, you descendants must inherit his will and work hard. Here, I will give you a sentence, hoping to inspire you. This sentence is, 'The ruler is righteous. If the son is righteous, who dares to be wrong?"

After saying that, he looked forward again, shook hands all the way, and left the main hall.

After a while, Secretary Lin of the Central Committee also came over, shook hands with Wang Siyu, looked at him kindly like an elder, and said slowly: "Comrade Wang Siyu, Zhaoqi has mentioned to me many times that you have a great view of the overall situation and a firm political stance. You are a good seedling. Do it well, and the young man has a bright future."

"Thank you for your encouragement from Secretary Lin." Wang Siyu smiled and said in a humble or arrogant manner.

After several members of the Standing Committee of the Political Bureau left, the General Office of the Central Committee, the General Office of the Standing Committee of the People's Congress, the General Office of the State Council, the General Office of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, the General Office of the Central Military Commission, and some important leaders of the province and city also came over in groups of six people in order, including the prospective father-in-law and the Chief of Staff Ning Kaizhi.

He didn't say much, but shook Wang Siyu's hand, shook it gently, and whispered: "Xiaoyu, take the time to go to the house to sit, the children are not around, your aunt is very bored, there is not even a person to talk."

"Okay, Uncle Ning." Wang Siyu nodded slightly, feeling full of emotion, more or less guilty. He would win the second place in the three sisters of the Ning family. This prospective son-in-law is too conscientious and has already crossed the boundaries.

After the important official left, Yu Chunlei walked over, looked at Wang Siyu, shook his head gently, and said in a tone full of blame: "Xiaoyu, please be careful when speaking on important occasions in the future. Even if you say a word wrong, it will bring extremely adverse consequences."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly and retorted softly: "Secretary Chunlei, you don't even have the courage to tell the truth, what else can you do?"

"Childish!" Yu Chunlei waved his hand, Yin walked out with a calm face, went to the VIP room, and accompanied several central leaders. Half an hour later, the convoy left in a vast and prosperous manner. The mourning hall was open to ordinary people. Citizens walked in in an orderly manner and bid farewell to Yu Lao's body. When each person left, they could get a photo album of Yu Lao and commemorative photos.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the body was cremated and all the rituals were completed. Wang Siyu got into the car and returned to the courtyard with everyone. After entering the room, Zhang Qianying closed the door, and moaned her forehead with her hands, and said with relief: "Xiaoyu, I'm so scared. Why are you talking like that? At that time, the faces around you turned green, for fear that the General Secretary would be angry."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, hung his suit on the hanger, rolled up his cuffs, sat on the sand, and whispered: "Now, the party is full of flattery, rarely has a realistic view, and lacks sharp criticism. If you cannot face the problem, you will not have the courage to solve the problem. I believe that the General Secretary can still understand it."

Zhang Qianying snorted, gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "You can, even dad dares to speak like that!"

Wang Siyu smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "That's different. There are some words he can't say, but I can say them. God will forgive young people for making mistakes."

Zhang Qianying smiled with a pursed lips, went to the kitchen to get the fruit tray, put it on the coffee table, picked grapes, peeled them, and put them into his mouth, humming and saying, "You are so old, you are still young."

"Whether you are young or not depends on your mentality!" Wang Siyu smiled, held her in his arms, and kissed her on that smiling face that looked like a ua.

The two were getting tired of each other and were joking. Uncle Cai knocked in and said with a look of spring breeze: "Young Master Yu, Secretary Chunlei has called back. The meeting was very effective this time, and it was even a bit unexpected. The General Secretary appointed you to go to Binhai City and serve as the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee."

Wang Siyu stood up, opened his eyes wide, and said in disbelief: "This is amazing. He will be in one step. According to convention, he should work as the mayor for a few years."

Uncle Cai smiled slightly and said softly: "Maybe it was a coincidence. Your words worked. The General Secretary also wrote the inscription in person, writing the four words "Nuwa repairing the sky". He asked Secretary Chunlei to give it to you. By the way, do you know what the meaning is?"
Chapter completed!