Siheyuan, my new life

Hearing his mother's series of questions, especially her undisguised concern, Lin Yu felt very warm in his heart. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mom, don't worry, it's just a bullet bite on my left shoulder. I estimate that it will be completely healed in ten days or half a month at most."

In order to conceal his identity, Lin Yu chose to wear a bandage to sling his left arm. After all, he had just been shot for three or two days. If he didn't cover it up a little, it would inevitably arouse suspicion from those who were interested.

Before his mother could continue asking, Lin Yu quickly asked, "Where is his coffin placed now?"

Hearing her son's question, Zhou Xiu had to hold back her words: "According to the district government, before the city approves the martyr's application, it will be temporarily stored in the hospital's morgue."

Lin Yu frowned and said, "Mom, let's go over and take a look now. We can't just stay there all the time. It looks weird."

So Zhou Xiu said something to the comrades in the office, followed her son out of the gate, got on the jeep at the door, and drove towards the hospital.

After Lin Yu and his mother left, several middle-aged women working in the office left the office one after another. Soon, the news that Lin Yu from the capital had come to handle Lin Pengcheng's funeral quickly reached the ears of those who should know.

The jeep convoy drove directly into the hospital compound. Led by his mother, Lin Yu and six bodyguards behind him, who were also dressed in black Zhongshan suits and had solemn expressions, walked towards the hospital morgue together.

As soon as he reached the door of the morgue, Lin Yu saw his sister Lin Nan and her husband standing there with a little boy of four or five years old. In the morgue, a dazed young woman was lying on a coffin, crying silently.

When Lin Nan saw her eldest brother coming, she immediately threw herself into his arms and burst into tears. Lin Yu could only comfort his younger sister in a soft voice. Finally, it was the mother who came over and pulled her daughter up. After all, there were many things waiting for her son to arrange when he arrived.

Sun Yong walked over holding little Lin Zhou's hand, and after saying hello softly, he lowered his head and said to Lin Zhou who was looking at Lin Yu curiously: "Lin Zhou, this is your big brother."

Lin Zhou looked at the majestic Lin Yu timidly, and after hesitating for a while, he whispered: "Brother."

Lin Yu nodded, bent down, picked up his half brother, and walked into the morgue.

At this time, Huang Ying had been startled by the noise outside. She stood beside her husband's coffin, somewhat at a loss, and didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.

Lin Yu carried little Lin Zhou to the coffin, and looked at the biological father of the original body lying inside with a complicated expression. After a while, he turned his head to look at the haggard Huang Ying, and whispered: "Take care of yourself. The deceased is gone, and you should think more about the child. Don't worry, since Lin Zhou called me big brother, I will arrange your future work and life. Now the most urgent thing is to go home and take care of the funeral. What are you doing here?"

Huang Ying nodded vigorously. Although Zhou Xiu promised to take good care of her and her son before Lin Pengcheng died, she was very uneasy in her heart. She was always worried whether Lin Yu, a high-ranking leader, would agree to her mother's arrangement. Now seeing Lin Yu holding his son and walking into the morgue, and hearing his words with her own ears, Huang Ying finally put her heart at ease.

Zhou Xiu walked in and whispered, "Lin Yu, it was the district government's idea to temporarily park Lao Lin's coffin here. They want to wait for the city to approve Lao Lin's application before arranging a memorial service."

Lin Yu snorted heavily and ordered in a deep voice: "Zhou Tian, ​​prepare ropes and wooden bars. I want to carry his coffin back home."

Zhou Tian, ​​who was outside the morgue, walked around for a while and came back holding four wooden bars and a bunch of ropes. The other bodyguards immediately closed the coffin lid and called two more people from the car. The eight bodyguards lifted the coffin. Lin Yu held Xiao Lin Zhou, and Lin Nan walked in front with Huang Ying. The group slowly walked out of the morgue.

A hospital staff member nearby was about to step forward to stop them, but was grabbed by the arm by a security guard, pulled away and whispered a few words, which frightened the other party.

Then a special team came out of the hospital. Lin Yu was holding little Lin Zhou and walking in the front, followed by Huang Ying supported by Lin Nan, and followed by eight solemn-looking men in black. Six Willys jeeps were driving slowly behind them.

Pedestrians on the street stopped to watch the scene before them, and could not help but talk among themselves in low voices.

District Chief You, who received a phone call from the hospital, couldn't help but curse. He was not cursing about the hospital, but was really mad at a deputy secretary of the city.

Originally, Lin Pengcheng faced the hostages of enemy spies without fear. He shot and killed and wounded two enemy spies, but unfortunately died. This was witnessed by two staff members of the district government. It is absolutely natural to posthumously recognize the martyr. However, a deputy secretary proposed at an impromptu office meeting that the injured enemy spy should be interrogated before discussing the matter of Lin Pengcheng.

In fact, everyone knew it in their hearts. Last time Director Lin invited his mother and sister's family to dinner at Huibin Building, Huang Zhigang deliberately made trouble, which eventually implicated his own father. Not only did the deputy mayor who was about to be reported fail, but even his own district chief was adjusted. A certain deputy secretary was the biggest supporter who strongly recommended District Chief Huang for promotion to deputy mayor. It is estimated that this time he wanted to deliberately cause trouble for Lin Yu in the recognition of Lin Pengcheng as a martyr.

District Chief You sighed. Director Lin did not pay any attention to the Tianjin side at all. Instead, he chose to carry the coffin directly back home. This was already a silent protest to Tianjin.

Grabbing the phone on the desk, District Chief You immediately called the secretary's office. After reporting what happened in detail, District Chief You heard the secretary's exclamation from the microphone: "How come he came so quickly?"

In fact, everyone was well aware of the deputy secretary's behavior. They were all thinking that if Director Lin returned to Tianjin, he would definitely come over for Lin Pengcheng's martyr recognition, so that they could also do him a favor. However, no one expected that Director Lin would actually bring people to carry the coffin through the city. The meaning behind this was obvious.

The secretary gritted his teeth and shouted to the secretary outside: "Immediately notify all the deputy secretaries to come to the meeting immediately."

When Lin Yu and his party walked less than three or four hundred meters out of the hospital, three army green jeeps drove towards them. More than ten meters away from Lin Yu and his party, the jeeps braked suddenly and stopped directly on the side of the road. Six sturdy men in gray Zhongshan suits quickly got out of the cars.