Agricultural giant since 1983

Chapter 315
"Mr. Li, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao is gone~~" One of Zhao Hongzhang's students choked up and told what happened. Zhao Hongzhang was not in good health a few years ago, and the students all advised him to be hospitalized for recuperation. At first he refused to agree, and finally the students moved out of Li Lei to persuade him. However, Mr. Zhao had too many physical problems. The hospital tried its best, but he still couldn't save him. He was pronounced dead this morning.

"You...why didn't you say it in advance! I didn't even see Mr. Zhao for the last time!" Li Lei couldn't help but blame, even though Mr. Zhao lived for a while under his interference, he still had some Not reconciled, if I had known earlier, could I have sent Mr. Zhao to the hospital to end the treatment in advance, and at the same time helped him find a better doctor and better medicine, so that Mr. Zhao would have a chance to live longer several years?
"We also wanted to tell you that the teacher refused to let him, saying that you knew that you would definitely come to see him and spend money on him. Mr. Zhao asked us to thank you, saying that with your help, he would be able to live happily in the last few years. A few more projects have been completed, and now the research and development of drought-resistant and cold-resistant high-yield wheat is about to bear fruit, and he will have no regrets even if he leaves!" The student continued to express his thanks with sobs.

"I'll book the fastest ticket to Yangling to attend Mr. Zhao's farewell ceremony." After a few words of consolation, Li Lei hung up the phone, told Ma Huateng and the others, and hurried to the airport, and Yu Jingshu followed After landing, Huinong's car picked them up and rushed them all the way from the airport to the funeral home.

Before leaving, Mr. Zhao repeatedly emphasized that the farewell ceremony should be simpler, but no matter from what point of view, the relevant units could not agree. Before arriving at the funeral home, he saw countless ordinary people on both sides of the road, holding wheat ears and looking sad. Going to the funeral home, they also came to see Mr. Zhao farewell.

At the entrance of the funeral parlor, Li Lei got out of the car and joined the crowd with flowers. From their accents, it can be heard that these are not only the people nearby, but also from Shaanxi Province, Central Plains Province, and even from Hebei, Shandong and other places. Yes, they all got rid of hunger by planting the wheat cultivated by Mr. Zhao, so when they heard Mr. Zhao left, they rushed over to see him off.

"God is not open to take away such a good person as Mr. Zhao!" These ordinary farmers expressed their reluctance while wiping their tears.

"Hey, let's open it up. Mr. Zhao is also 78 this year. It's a happy funeral. Besides, Mr. Zhao has worked so hard all his life, how many people have been fed! After cultivating such a great merit, even if he reaches the sky, he will go to the land of happiness ! This is the god of wheat has returned to the sky!" The farmers expressed their respect to Mr. Zhao in plain language.

This is the second time for Li Lei to see a similar scene. The last time was in Changsha before crossing. When Yuan Lao left everyone, he was outside Xiangya Hospital and Yangmingshan Funeral Parlor. People from all over the country came to mourn.

The wreaths at the entrance of the funeral parlor couldn’t be piled up, and it stretched along the gate to both sides, forming a whole street. Generally speaking, it’s very unlucky to put wreaths at the door of your own house, and the owner of the house is definitely not willing, but today there are no residents on both sides of the road. People in Shaanxi are used to eating noodles, and they have full respect for the scientist who allowed them to eat noodles with an open stomach. Not only did they not object, they even offered to help arrange the wreaths.

The signatures of these wreaths are "People of XX County", "People of XX Township" and "People of XX Village". Everyone feels that only the word "People" can reflect the respect for Zhao Hongzhang, because he is a real Li Lei, the people's scientist, also sent wreaths, one signed by Huinong, and the other by the people of Heyang County, Central Plains Province. His thoughts were exactly the same as others.

The innermost wreaths were sent by national and local leaders. Most of these wreaths were shaped like wheat ears. The death of Mr. Zhao also shocked them. Many leaders wrote elegiac couplets and sent them to thank the people's scientist for his support. Contributions made by the country and its people.

Li Lei came to the front, and together with many farmers, bowed farewell to Mr. Zhao's body three times. When bowing, many people choked up and cried. Although most of them had never met Mr. Zhao, they were still grateful to Mr. Zhao. A good life for them.

"My condolences!" Li Lei stepped forward to comfort Zhao's family members and students who returned the gift. They should be the saddest.

"Dong Li is here too?" The local leaders recognized Li Lei, so they went up to say hello. If it was at another time, they would definitely try to get some investment from Li Lei, but today no one would refuse After mentioning this kind of thing openly, and thanking Li Lei for his concern for Mr. Zhao, he began to recall the little memories of the contact with Mr. Zhao at work, and his eyes often turned red when he talked.

"Does Mr. Zhao have any arrangements?" Li Lei asked.

"Before Mr. Zhao left, he said that he would scatter his ashes into the Yellow River. He wanted to continue to accompany the wheat he cultivated! So we plan to take Mr. Zhao's ashes to Hukou Waterfall after a while, and scatter them from there. Go down." The leader sighed.

Li Lei nodded. He understood what Mr. Zhao meant. The Yellow River Basin is the main wheat-producing area. There are wheat fields planted by Mr. Zhao on both sides of the river. When he left, he was still thinking about the wheat.

"I grew up eating the wheat cultivated by Mr. Zhao, and I haven't helped him since I met Mr. Zhao! Now that he is gone, I want to use Mr. Zhao's name to set up a scholarship, which is specially used to reward those who are here. Students who have made outstanding achievements in the field of wheat breeding! I hope that in the future, more people will inherit Mr. Zhao's behest and cultivate more and better wheat for our country!" Li Lei expressed his thoughts.

"This is a good thing, Mr. Zhao will definitely agree, and we absolutely support it! Let's discuss it after we're done, and see how we can run this scholarship well!" the leader agreed.

Li Lei stayed here until the farewell ceremony was over, and saw groups of people coming in to say goodbye to Mr. Zhao. Judging from the accents of these people, it seemed that as long as it was a wheat-growing province, representatives would come to see him off. His father, Li Qiyun, also came, holding the "pissed cow" bred by Mr. Zhao in his hand. After bowing three times, he put it together with other varieties of wheat ears.

"Dad, why are you here?" Li Lei asked as he supported him.

"I have planted the wheat cultivated by Mr. Zhao for so many years. Why should I come and have a look!" Li Qiyun sighed. He was also very sad for Mr. Zhao's departure, just like Li Lei heard of Mr. Yuan's death in his previous life.

After the farewell ceremony, people still came from all over the country. They couldn't find Mr. Zhao here, so they went to West Agricultural University to offer wheat ears at the place where Mr. Zhao used to work. This situation lasted for more than a year. Over the next month, the number of people coming gradually decreased.

At this time, the statue of Mr. Zhao had already been erected. Plainly dressed farmers often appeared in front of the statue, and ears of wheat were placed under the statue all the year round.

When Li Lei participated in the unveiling ceremony of the statue of Mr. Zhao, he announced the details of the scholarship named after Mr. Zhao. All schools in the country that offer majors related to wheat breeding are eligible to participate. One hundred outstanding students will be selected for rewards every year. Hope Zhao Laoneng continued to inspire them to continue on the road of wheat breeding research.

"You guys, don't be too sad. Although Mr. Zhao has left, but you have taken over his mantle, I believe his spirit in heaven will also feel gratified!" Li Lei comforted Mr. Zhao's students.

"Well, I've recovered now. I'm going to XJ tomorrow morning. The progress has been delayed too much these days, so I have to hurry back!" Zhang Zhiqiang, the person in charge of the drought and cold resistance wheat breeding group, said.

"Take a few days off first. You have worked harder than anyone else these days. If you go back to work now, you will definitely have health problems!" Li Lei said in an undeniable tone. He didn't want to see these excellent breeders get sick and hospitalized , so they were forced to take a holiday and let Huinong's employees accompany them specially, and they were never allowed to start working now.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or what, just after attending Mr. Zhao’s farewell ceremony, Li Lei received news from Huinong’s Sichuan branch that Liu Yonghao’s mother had also left. As an old friend for many years, Li Lei fell in love with Li had to go to see him off, so he took the nearest flight to Chengdu and went to Weijin to express his condolences.

Although the Liu family brothers are now billionaires, they still maintain a good style and have not done anything big. Many strangers who came to express their condolences for their wealth were politely stopped. Old acquaintances like Li Lei, Only old friends can go in and offer a stick of incense, but at most they will receive a wreath, and no gift money will be accepted at all.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, and Fourth Brother, please let us know your condolences!" Li Lei shook hands with the brothers one by one, and then patted his shoulders to express comfort.

After offering incense and bowing, Liu Yonghao accompanied Li Lei to sit outside. Liu Yonghao told him about his relationship with his mother, "Among the brothers, I should have spent the longest time with my mother. When I was young, my mother lived in Gu I work as a teacher in Jiacun Elementary School, my father works in the county, my elder brother and second elder brother follow my father, and I always follow my mother."

"As long as I can remember, people in the village often asked my mother to read and write letters. No matter how busy or tired my mother was, my mother never refused, nor was she impatient; she even rescued two students who fell into the water. , The county sent a pennant, and my brothers were able to set up a quail farm in Gujia Village, thanks to my mother. When the villagers heard that Mr. Zheng’s baby came to run the farm, no one objected, and they all came for free Help! If it weren't for my mother, this farm wouldn't be able to open at all, and even if it could, it wouldn't be so smooth."

Li Lei nodded silently. He could not be more clear about the situation in the village. It is impossible for outsiders to come to the village to do things without being disturbed. The Liu Yong brothers can go so smoothly, thanks to the kindness left by his mother back then. The whole village, men, women and children, read Zheng The teacher is good, if anyone does something wrong, the whole village will point their noses and scold him.

"At that time, there was a shortage of manpower, and my mother often came to help. Every time she came, someone took a letter and asked her to continue reading. Although there was a new teacher in the village at that time, they still felt that Teacher Zheng was the most reassuring! Come to work The villagers also respect my mother very much, so we get along with each other like relatives and friends helping each other. We are definitely not just bosses and workers. my mother."

"Later we marched into Chengdu and sold quail eggs at the Qingshiqiao Farmer's Market. My brothers and I were too busy, so my mother went to help, and kept the stall no matter where the weather was, so that my brothers could do other things with peace of mind. Yes! At that time, she was sixty years old and hadn’t worked for more than twenty years. For our brothers, she worked hard every day to help manage it! A large part of our brothers’ first wealth came from my mother!”

Speaking of which, Liu Yonghao took out a small notebook, "Our brothers have been giving money to my mother all the time. She even paid her a salary when she helped out. Do you want to make my mother happy! These years add up to a lot, and my mother is very happy. Spend less for yourself, and use it to buy things for our brothers and sisters, as well as grandsons, granddaughters, and grandchildren, but it doesn’t cost much to buy these, and it stands to reason that there should be a lot of money in the passbook!”

"However, when we were packing up our relics a few days ago, we saw that there were only small changes left on it. At that time, we still couldn't figure out where the money was spent! Until we saw this book!" Liu Yonghao flipped through the small book, and it was densely packed. It is a person's name, followed by large and small numbers, ranging from tens, hundreds to thousands.

"These are the records of my mother helping people around me over the years. Most of them are employees in difficulties in the company, as well as some colleagues and neighbors who were in difficulties in the past. We brothers and I were in tears at that time!" Liu Yonghao said and wiped away Shedding tears, he learned many valuable qualities from his mother and was especially saddened by her death.

Li Lei stayed in Xinjin for two days, fulfilling his duty as a friend, accompanied the Liu brothers to receive guests, and then sent their mother away.

After the burial, Liu Yonghao found Li Lei again, and the two drank and chatted with a few simple home-cooked dishes such as twice-cooked pork and ants climbing trees. Liu Yonghao looked a little troubled. After Li Lei asked, he hesitated for a while before saying, "There's something I've always wanted to do, but it's inconvenient to talk about it when my mother is still there, lest she be sad. Now it seems I can mention it. I want to separate!"

"Our brothers have different hobbies and ideas. The eldest brother studies computers and has always wanted to engage in the electronics industry; the third brother has a deep affection for the land and has always wanted to engage in real estate; so a few years ago the eldest brother established the Hope Electronics Research Institute. So, the third brother started to engage in real estate, and the second brother and I continued to make feed! But the Xinjin Feed Factory is still owned by the four of us!"

"In the past two years, I have found that my second brother and I have more and more differences. Sometimes I think about it, maybe we can develop better separately!"

(End of this chapter)