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The transformation of Guangzi Pian was very successful, mainly because Wangjia Village was straightforward. After all, they occupied their land, so they built houses on the original site, and there were other compensations, which was a good thing.

Although they built high-rise buildings to accommodate more people, Zhou Bingkun did build them according to normal commercial residential buildings, not like those resettlement buildings.

In mid-1997, with the last family in Guangzi Pian moving away, the original buildings became rubble all over the ground. The touching stories of the innocent era in the past were scattered with the wind in every brick and tile, every sand and stone, and there was no Guangzi Pian of the past.

Although Zhou Zhigang always talked about demolishing Guangzi Pian, when Guangzi Pian was really gone, he seemed to have been drained of his energy and spirit, and he was unable to recover. It seemed that this was enough for his life, and there was no regret.

He no longer went to watch the gate. Every day, he and Li Suhua took the bus to the construction site of Guangzi Pian to take a look, and occasionally went to Wangjia Village for a stroll. The old couple walked together every day, smiling and wandering in the streets and alleys of Jichun, seeing that this was no longer the Jichun they remembered.

In January of 2001, the prosperous atmosphere of the New Year was rippling in every corner of Jichun, and something called the flavor of the New Year permeated people's hearts. The old Zhou family, which used to be lively, was gloomy this year.

In the No. 1 Hospital of the City, Zhou Bingkun looked at his father and mother lying on the bed, and asked his good brother beside him with red eyes: "Brother, is it really impossible to save them? Are you a miracle doctor? I beg you, brother, please take another look..."

Wang Yan just shook his head and patted his shoulder.

Zhou Zhigang lay down yesterday, and Li Suhua lay down today. He had expected this situation a long time ago. After all, Zhou Zhigang is 75 this year, and Li Suhua is one year younger and 74, both of them are old. Last year, the two began to fall ill frequently, and their bodies could not bear it.

If Zhou Rong had not been angry three times before, they might have lived a few more years, maybe even 80 years old. But what should have happened has already happened. It is all thanks to Wang's amazing medical skills that he is still alive today. Originally, Li Suhua's health was better than Zhou Zhigang's, but now that Zhou Zhigang is lying down, she may have felt it and knew that she could not stay. She was worried and had no will to live, so it was natural for her to lie down as well.

Except for Zhou Rong, the children and grandchildren in the family are all good. The eldest son is a high-ranking official, the younger son has a bigger business, and there is a nephew who is grateful for taking care of them for so many years. Except for Zhou Zishan, who was not able to get into a top university, all other grandchildren are in famous schools. The oldest Zhou Jianhua got married and had a great-grandson, and Feng Yue also got married and had a great-granddaughter. The rest of the children are also doing well, and there is nothing to worry about.

Now the two of them lie down together and walk one after the other, which is also good.

Zhou Bingkun still didn't give up: "Is there really no way?"

"Will you just leave it alone if you can cure it?" Wang Yan shook his head and said: "Bingkun, it's good to be this age. How many people can live to over 70 without any illness or disaster in China? There will always be a day when your parents will die, and you and I will have that day sooner or later. Wipe your tears, and transport the old couple back later."

Zhou Bingkun didn't say anything, squatting on the ground with his hands covering his face, his shoulders shaking, and crying loudly. It's sad, of course, needless to say.

Wang Yan didn't say much, rubbed his big head, looked at Zheng Juan who was also sad, and Hao Dongmei who was standing against the wall and didn't know what to do, and a group of younger children, and sighed.

Birth, aging, illness and death are the normal state of life. He has seen too much. He has sent away many of his relatives and grandchildren, whether they are related to him or not. Although he seems quite sad, it's just because he has to be a little sad at this time, but in fact, there is no ripple in his heart.

After more than 400 years, he has a new understanding of life and death. He used to be afraid of death, but now he has long been calm about death. Of course, not being afraid of death is just an attitude towards death, but it does not mean seeking death. He asked himself if his brain was fine, and his body and mind were still healthy, so it would not be a problem for him to survive for another 1,800 years.

Li Suhua on the bed opened her eyes, tilted her head to look at her old son squatting on the ground and crying, she said weakly: "Bingkun."

"Mom, are you okay?" Zhou Bingkun hurried to the bedside, stretched out his hand to hold his mother's hand, and did not forget to turn back and greet: "Brother, look if it's okay? Is it okay?"

"Mom is fine, no need to look, Mom knows it herself." Li Suhua touched her old son's face with a smile: "Look at you, kid, you are such a big boss, you are a grandfather, why are you crying? Your brother was right just now, there is this day, Mom's life is also complete, good things. Xiaoyan, can your uncle wake up?"

"Yes, he should wake up in two o'clock."

"Bingkun, go home, let's all go home."

"Go home, go home, I'll send someone over." Zhou Bingkun nodded repeatedly, wiped his endless tears, took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates for a taxi. In fact, an ambulance can be sent, but he feels that it is not as comfortable as the car he found.

Li Suhua kept talking to the children in the room. She didn't dare to sleep because she was afraid she wouldn't wake up...

After a while, they took Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua home.

Not long after they got home, Zhou Zhigang woke up. He was fed some water. After a while, he leaned on the bed with Li Suhua and smoked a pipe.

He coughed and waved his hand at the children and grandchildren who were crowded in the room: "What are you doing? Why are you crying? We are not dead yet. Go and do what you need to do. Where is Bingkun and Bingyi?"

Hao Dongmei said: "Dad, I have called Bingyi, he will be back soon."

"Yueyue."

"Grandpa."

Zhou Zhigang took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. He shook his head and said, "From now on, if anything happens, I'll go to your two uncles. If nothing works, I'll go to your Uncle Wang. Do you understand?"

Feng Yue's tears suddenly flowed out. She nodded and choked with sobs: "Grandpa, I know you still miss my mother. A few years ago, I went to Guizhou Province on a business trip, and I went to the golden place where my father and I used to go to the countryside. Bacun. She went back to teaching, saying she has been doing it for several years.”

Li Suhua glanced at the old man, then turned to ask her granddaughter: "How is she? Does she still blame us?"

"It's pretty good, but I haven't seen her for so many years, and she's a bit unfamiliar. She's not too warm to me. She asked about our current situation and didn't say anything else. It's been so many years, grandma, Grandpa, don’t worry about it.”

Zhou Zhigang cheered and waved his hand: "It's all gone, it's gone..."

Although he was dying, his mind was still clear. Feng Yue's words were vague, but he understood clearly, but he just couldn't get through it. After all, if it really happened, she would have to talk about the whole process and what the conversation was like. Maybe she had a quarrel with Zhou Rong, otherwise there would be no talk of rawness and lack of warmth.

Those who dispersed were a group of children, but the adults were still there.

Looking at his old son who was crying and wiping away his tears, Zhou Zhigang said with a smile: "Bingkun, there's nothing to cry about. Your mother and I are both your age and we haven't suffered, which is good. In our family, you are the one I love the most. Those who are not promising are the most promising, there is really no reason to explain this.”

Zhou Bingkun wiped away his tears and looked at his father with a smile: "Then what did you think before?"

"You, if you are diligent and down-to-earth, can live a good life, but I didn't expect that you would become a big boss now. I really didn't realize that you have such great abilities."

"Dad, you're really right. It's my brother Yan who is capable. Without him, we wouldn't be here today."

"Xiaoyan, well, I have to thank Xiaoyan. I've made you worry a lot over the years."

Wang Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle, we are all one family, there is nothing to thank you for."

Zhou Zhigang nodded with a smile and looked at Zheng Juan who was wiping tears: "Zheng Juan, you have taken care of our family these years. What I am most satisfied with Bingkun is not that he has become a big boss or how rich he is. , I just got such a good wife like you."

Li Suhua also chided in and said, "Well, Juan'er has been busy inside and outside these years. It was he who chose Bingkun to marry you."

Zheng Juan wanted to laugh, but couldn't hold back crying. She just called her parents sadly.

At this moment, Zhou Bingyi ran in anxiously: "Dad! Mom!"

Zhou Zhigang responded with a smile: "You're back, Bingyi."

Looking at his parents leaning on the bed side by side, Zhou Bingyi also blushed: "Dad, Mom...I haven't been able to take care of you all these years, I'm sorry..."

"Hey, are you taking care of the two of us? Although they all say that raising children is for old age, dad also knows that since he left in 1969, you have completely left this family. You are an official. It’s different, you have to serve the people. Dad is an old party member, haven’t you realized this? Okay, okay, don’t cry, let’s talk, let’s talk...”

Different from the past when the family was together, they always talked about the future, compared the past with the present, and imagined the good days in the future. Instead, he recalled bits and pieces of the past and talked about Zhou Bingkun and the others' childhood. For a moment, the room was filled with laughter and laughter. If it weren't for a room full of people laughing with tears in their eyes, and if it wasn't for Zhou Zhigang's strenuous voice gradually becoming inaudible, it would just be an ordinary day.

Zhou Zhigang took Li Suhua's hand and touched her face with one hand, his eyes shining brightly: "Suhua... let's go first..." After he finished speaking, his hand fell down while supporting his old wife, and he closed his eyes naturally. , two lines of clear tears slipped through, regret after all...

Brothers Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun had already knelt down, gritting their teeth to prevent themselves from crying, looking at their old mother who was also in tears on the bed.

Li Suhua grabbed his wife's hand and sighed: "Old man, this life is not easy... It's good to go, it's good to go, it's all over."

She looked at the group of people in front of her, and then at the group of grandchildren waiting at the door. Finally, her eyes fell on her two sons, and she said with a smile: "You two, live a good life, don't let your father If you’re disappointed, don’t let mom down either…”

As she spoke, she closed her eyes with a smile. The life in her body passed away, and her head rested on Zhou Zhigang's shoulder. The old couple leaned on each other, so harmoniously.

"Dad...Mom..."

Brothers Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun finally cried and screamed loudly. Others present also shed tears and cried. A group of grown-up kids outside also started crying. These grandparents have always been very kind to them. Most of them were raised by Li Suhua, and they have deep feelings for them.

Of course Wang Yan didn't cry, but he lit a cigarette, turned around and walked out, just staying here and worrying...

Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua were born in the Republic of China, experienced the Anti-Japanese War, the Unification War, New China, lived into the new millennium, and witnessed the prosperity of the country with their own eyes.

The passing of a generation is the end of an era and the beginning of a new era...

The death of Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua made Zhou Bingkun depressed for a while, but he understood the reason and felt better after that. He continued to work hard on his business empire.

Zhou Bingyi was still the same. He had already been the second in command and did a good job. He was said to be transferred to another post, and further advancement was just around the corner.

The three generations, due to family relationships, were doing well in business and politics. Only Wang Jianye was influenced by his mother and got involved in literature and art. He had a lot of fun and inherited his mother's title of a prodigal child.

Zhou Bingkun's friends were definitely much better than in the original drama, but they also lost their friendship with Zhou Bingkun. With Zhou Bingkun's current status, he would have no regrets, which was good.

Qu Xiuzhen, the elder who cared for Zhou Bingkun and the friend of different ages, fell asleep in 2002. This was the result of Wang Yan's help, and he lived a few years longer than before.

Zhou Bingyi's mother-in-law, Jin Yueji, lived until 2008 and died after the Olympic Games. On the one hand, Wang Yan helped her with her treatment, and on the other hand, she really had no worries. She lived four years longer than she would have otherwise, which was not bad.

As for Wang Yan himself, of course he was still the same. He occasionally looked at Longteng's various scientific research results, and most of the time he worked from 8 am to 5 pm in the hospital to treat patients, save lives, and teach apprentices.

The First Hospital of the City established a separate Chinese medicine department, built a special building, and had its own operating system. Wang Yan was of course the dean. Without bragging, after his years of careful guidance, this is the best Chinese medicine hospital in China. At the same time, he is also the vice president of the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine and a professor of the Beijing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Jichun First Chinese Medicine Hospital is a place for Chinese medicine practitioners to practice. As for why he is not the dean, it is mainly because he does not manage administration, otherwise he is the eldest brother.

Of course, his changes to Chinese medicine in this world are not limited to these. The most important thing is that after his years of persistence, and with the improvement of his status and qualifications, he changed the entire Chinese medicine teaching system after becoming the eldest brother of Chinese medicine.

After nine years of compulsory education, those who are interested in developing Chinese medicine can apply for the technical secondary schools opened by major Chinese medicine colleges and go directly to university after graduation. Of course, not many people sign up for this, mainly because Chinese medicine is not an easy path to take, and it takes a long time to learn and make money. Those who do not have a family background and whose families cannot afford to support them will never go.

Wang Yan had expected this situation, of course. He had nothing else but a lot of money. After graduating from university, he directly subsidized with the state to support Chinese medicine.

Of course, Chinese medicine is a dialectical subject, which also involves a lot of oriental philosophical thoughts, and those who are not smart can't learn it. In order not to delay the future of some stupid children who have enthusiasm but no talent, and to screen out suitable talents, even if it is just a technical secondary school, it is not so easy to pass. It is only after a series of examinations and tests that they can be admitted. This solves many sequelae of this education system. However, this is also in the exploratory stage. There are advantages, but there are also many disadvantages. We still have to study slowly.

Wang Yan was just idle and had nothing to do, so he just did it on a whim this time. He probably wouldn't do it again in the future. He would talk about it when he felt like it again...

The hands of time moved forward again, and it was the New Year's Eve of 20. In Zhou Bingkun's villa, three generations of the old Zhou family, including three generations of Wang Yan's family, gathered together to celebrate the holiday.

Since Jin Yueji passed away, it has been like this every year.

Wang Yan, 69 years old, Zhou Bingyi, 72 years old, and Zhou Bingkun, 68 years old, sat on the sofa, drinking wine and eating side dishes. The wives of the three were busy making dumplings with a group of children, and it was very lively.

Because of Wang Yan and Zhou Bingkun, Zhou Bingyi worked as hard as before, but he didn't get cancer and was in good health. Wang Yan looked like he would live to be 80.

He sighed: "It's so fast..."

"I knew you would say this every year." Zhou Bingkun exhaled a puff of smoke, shook his head and smiled: "You say this is strange, brother Yan, after so many years, how come you don't look old? You are almost 70 years old, and you don't have a single white hair. You look like you are in your 40s or 50s. Look at us, our hair is basically all white."

Without Wang Yan saying anything, Zhou Bingyi explained: "How can we compare? He is a Chinese medicine practitioner, martial artist, and has a way of keeping healthy. With these two points, if he were in ancient times, he would be very old. Emperor, he can even become a national teacher. Of course, his current status is not low. Isn't the health care of the big leaders led by your brother Yan? "

Wang Yan smiled and said: "It's just maintenance. I haven't worked hard or worried in these years. I have a good mentality and naturally a good body."

The three old men chatted and laughed for a while. Zhou Bingyi said: "Years ago, Yueyue told me that Zhou Rong was gone. Did you know?"

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, Zhou Bingkun snorted: "Live to seventy, burn incense."

Zhou Bingyi sighed: "My parents have been gone for almost twenty years, and they still remember it?"

"I wanted to whip her a long time ago, but my parents were there at that time. It was too ugly, and I didn't want to see her do it later. You wait until I die and see her. You have to give her two mouths. "Zhou Bingkun was very angry and raised his head and took a sip of wine: "My parents may have done something wrong back then, but what would she have thought if they were gone? According to what Brother Yan said, he can still live for a few more years. Okay, let's not say it in hindsight. After her parents died, she didn't even say that she would come back to burn paper? She hasn't come back yet, how desperate she is."

Zhou Bingyi shook his head and said: "She may be embarrassed to come back, and she is also stressed."

"What kind of pressure does she have? It's such an unfilial thing..."

"Okay, okay." Wang Yan patted Zhou Bingkun on the shoulder: "Why are you talking about that when everyone is gone?"

Zhou Bingkun was silent for a moment and let out a long breath: "Brother Yan, I can rest assured. Brother, you have to live a few more years, otherwise it would be meaningless to me."

"Damn it, I'm working for a hundred bucks." Zhou Bingyi looked at his good brother angrily: "You're celebrating the New Year, please hope I can do better."

"That's okay, that's okay..."

"The dumplings are good."

"You three, hurry up, it's time to eat, it's time to eat, don't eat the dumplings, drink them down first..."

Outside the window, heavy snow started to fall at some point, and inside the house, a family was reunited again.

The water droplets condensed and rolled down on the floor-to-ceiling windows due to the temperature difference between inside and outside, reflecting the prosperity and joy of the family.

Just like back then, there were three bungalows with dilapidated windows sealed with plastic...

Thanks to the two elder brothers (No. 1 Infinite Heavenly Lord) (You Will Never Walk Alone) for your continued support.

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Thanks to the big brothers who read silently for their support.