Chapter 895

Just as song Anbang was furious, song Yiyan's phone rang.

Song Yiyan gets through the phone, but before he has time to convey the bad news to song Anmin, song Anmin's sorry voice comes from the phone: "Yiyan, we still have an important customer to meet in the afternoon, so we can't make it back..."

Song Yiyan is planning to tell song Anmin the news of the old man's death. Song Anbang has snatched the mobile phone from Song Yiyan's hand and roared at Song Anmin: "roll back as fast as you can, or I won't forgive you!"

After that, without giving song Anmin the chance to ask questions, song Anbang had already slammed song Yiyan's mobile phone to the ground.

Poor song Yiyan that innocent mobile phone, directly broken into a pile of scattered parts on the ground.

But song Yiyan is not in the mood to love his mobile phone, just standing there with tears.

Looking at the angry song Anbang, Xu Shaotang sighed heavily, took out the letter in his arms and handed it to song Anbang: "this is the letter that the old man asked me to give you before he went to the East Island."

Song Anbang grabbed the letter from Xu Shaotang and opened it with trembling hands.

On the letter paper are the notes of the old man. That's right. Song Anbang looked at the words written by the old man word by word. When he looked at them, the tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably and fell on the letter paper, making a "tick tock" sound.

They don't know what song Yinian wrote in the letter. They just look at Song Anbang with a sad face, and they also wipe their tears quietly.

In Xu Shaotang's memory, this is the second time that he saw song Anbang cry. The first time is when he lied to song Anbang that the eagle team avenged him and killed the Indian commander.

At last, song Anbang began to squat on the ground and cry.

It's hard to imagine such a seven foot man crying like a child in front of everyone.

"Dad Song Anbang was full of a cry of sadness, and then knelt heavily on the ground.

Looking at Song Anbang kneeling, song Yinuo and song Yiyan also knelt down. Of course, Xu Shaotang and Tang Zhiqiu couldn't help but watch them kneeling down.

After a long time, song Anbang slowly stood up from the ground and looked at the people kneeling behind him. Hu Mu tearfully put the letter into Xu Shaotang's hand, and then walked into the room like a lost soul.

Xu Shaotang slowly unfolded the letter and saw that it said:

Anbang, Anmin, when you see this letter, if there is no accident, I should be gone. In the future, only your brothers will come to discuss the family affairs. After I leave, the family will depend on you to support. People have a death, you don't have to be sad, well live your own life.

I have nothing to ask of you. Just be honest and do not do anything harmful to the national interests.

I'm satisfied that I can lead the army to go to the east island before I die. I have no regrets in my life.

Don't blame Xu Shaotang. I asked him to help me keep it from you. I don't want to see you suffer with me. Xu Shaotang is a good boy. What I'm most proud of in my life is not having your two sons, but finding such a good home for Enoch. I'm happy to see that all the children are living well.

After my death, it is estimated that those old people will give me some funerals. Thank them for their kindness for me, so the funerals won't be needed. Scatter my ashes on the South Sea, so that I can see that China is growing stronger and stronger day by day, and I will be in peace under the spring.

Oh, by the way, there's one more thing. I haven't seen Enoch's baby, but I've already named it for him. Let's call it Xu Tong. Boys and girls can use it.

Here, the simple letter is over. There is not too much preaching, nor the previous strictness. There is only one elder brother's concern for his children and grandchildren.

Xu Shaotang held the letter tightly in his hand, his eyes moistened.

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One day later, the body of song Yinian was sent home by special plane.

Before the special plane arrived, the airport was full of people, and the old man was also standing in the crowd under the protection of the golden tiger and iron leopard.

When the cabin was opened, four people in black came out of the cabin carrying the body of song Yinian, and there were sad music around.

Xu Shaotang and the Song family are standing in front of the crowd in filial piety. When the people carrying the body of song Yinian walk down the gangway, they kneel down heavily together.

Song Anbang stood up and wanted to take over the matter of carrying the old man's body from the person who carried the old man's body, but he was pulled down by Qin Guozhu who came up from behind.

"Some of us are still alive. It's not your turn to carry us!" Qin Guozhu red eyes, a word will song Anbang back.

At this time, the old man, Long Jiang and Tang Hesong have come forward automatically. Four old people with silver hair slowly take the stretcher from the other four people, dragging their rickets and carrying the body of song Yinian to the coffin which has been prepared nearby.These should be the four most important people in China. They can carry his body for them. Song Yinian's achievements in his life need not be mentioned any more.

This is the honor of song Yinian, and it is also the noble treatment he should enjoy.

Although it is not appropriate for Song Dynasty to hold a funeral for him, how can it be held? They not only had to hold a funeral for song Yinian, but also had to bury him in a beautiful place, and then they would scatter his ashes in the South Sea according to song Yinian's will.

After putting the body of song Yinian into the coffin, Jin Hu handed a brand-new national flag to the old man.

The old man spread out the national flag, looked at Song Yinian lying peacefully in the coffin, red eyes, said: "old rascal, Huaxia will not forget your credit!"

There are not many people who can enjoy the old man's national flag. With this, song Yinian is proud enough.

When all this was done, the coffin containing the body of song Yinian was carried to the hearse next to him.

Looking at the hearse driving away slowly, countless people came to tears.

When the hearse went away, the old man came to song Anbang and patted song Anbang's shoulder with folded Palms: "from now on, the Song family will depend on you!"

"Well!" Song Anbang nodded, gently closed his eyes, forced back the tears in his eyes.

From now on, he will be the master of the Song family. He will shoulder the responsibility of continuing the glory of the Song family.