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Chapter 31: Zhen Chengjing is missing

May 5st, International Labor Day.

Yanjing 301 Hospital.

A father and son in military uniforms were talking in the corridor on the 8th floor.

"Dad, what did the doctor say? How is Grandpa doing?"

"It's not optimistic. I don't think it will last for many days."

"How is that possible? I visited him half a month ago and he was still very energetic!"

"That's just because your grandfather is so proud. He just keeps doing it."

"Then I..."

"Stop hanging around in the hospital. Go back to the army and do your job!"

Zheng Hui was very depressed after being scolded by his father, but he didn't dare to talk back.

He didn't want to leave, so he changed the subject and said, "Dad, there's a guy named Zheng Jing in the entertainment industry who's impersonating our family member. Should we clarify this?"

After hearing his son's words, Zheng Qin still scolded him: "What are you clarifying? Are you very free? I think the troops should increase their training!"

"No, I'm worried that he will use our family's name to do bad things outside and ruin our family's reputation."

Zheng Qin sighed and said, "Don't worry about this."

Seeing his son's dissatisfied expression, Zheng Qin emphasized: "I will deal with this matter later. Remember, don't let your grandpa and grandma know."

"why?"

With a click, Zheng Qin lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and then said, "This is related to a secret. I am not actually the eldest in the family. I have an older brother. His name is Zheng Jing, and his name is the Jing who killed Yama Luo with a hundred thousand flags."

"How come I haven't heard of it at all?"

"My eldest brother was born during the Anti-Japanese War, when conditions were the most difficult. He followed my father around and died on the battlefield when he was a teenager.

This is one of your grandparents' biggest regrets, and no one in the family dares to mention it."

"You mean, this Zheng Jing looks a lot like uncle?"

Zheng Qin shook his head and said, "I have never seen the eldest brother, and he didn't leave any photos, so how can I know if he looks like me?

It's just that the two names pronounce similarly, so you have to keep a low profile on this matter for now and don't let your grandparents hear about it, causing them to associate and feel sad.

I will find a chance to greet the relevant people later."

Just as Zheng Hui was about to speak, he heard the guard shouting outside.

"Commander, the old commander wants to go outside to get some fresh air, and he asks you to accompany him."

Zheng Qin immediately put out the cigarette in his hand, walked to the ward, and together with his mother, pushed his father downstairs.

Basking in the sun downstairs, the terminally ill Zheng Wei smiled and said, “I’ve thought about it and I think I should change my will.

My body can be given to the hospital for autopsy, but my ashes after cremation should not be scattered in the Dabie Mountains, Qilian Mountains and the Hexi Corridor, as this will only cause trouble for my comrades.

Just bury me behind my hometown village."

At this point, the always strong and optimistic old man suddenly looked sad. He said, "Let him be buried next to Xiao Jing. I have worked for the country all my life. Now that I die, I can be selfish for once and reunite with my family."

Hearing the old man's words, his wife Sun Jing behind him also became sad, and the old lady's eyes were red.

She looked up and saw Zheng Jing walking downstairs in the hospital.

To treat Chen Hao's father's illness, Zheng Jing asked his mother to use her connections to find an expert at the 301 Hospital for diagnosis and treatment.

Now that he had been hospitalized, Chen Hao's family was chatting. Zheng Jing was bored, so he just wandered around downstairs in the hospital.

"Old Zheng! Look! Look at that young man! Does he look like Xiao Jing? Am I thinking too much and my eyes are blurry?!"

Zheng Wei followed the direction his wife pointed and saw a handsome young man who looked vaguely like his deceased son Zheng Jing.

At first, he thought it looked a bit like them, but the more he looked, the more similar they seemed.

It's so similar! It's as if my son has come alive!
The two old men were very excited and stopped Zheng Jing immediately.

……

Zheng Jing was also a little confused. Perhaps it was the influence of "My son Fengxian"'s talent, or maybe it was really such a fate.

He actually got involved with the Zheng family.

The name of Master Jing was originally just a legend and rumor, but now it has been confirmed.

It’s just that the situation is a little different. It is rumored that he is the third generation, but he eventually recognized Zheng Wei as his godfather, becoming a peer of Zheng Qin and Zheng Hui’s uncle, and his generation was changed to the second generation.

Originally, Zheng Jing was somewhat reluctant to have a godfather since he was not very familiar with him.

But feeling the old man's sentiments, and considering that it was the last time in his life, he cooperated.

Accompanying the old man through the last few days of his life made up for a regret in his heart.

Good news: Zheng Jing recognized a big man as his godfather;

Bad news: The boss passed away.

Zheng Jing was in a daze for a moment. Was he going to become a slave of three surnames?
Fortunately, the boss’s surname is also Zheng, so it shouldn’t happen.

……

On the morning of May 5, Zheng Jing was at Zheng's house chatting with Grandma Sun Jing, his new godmother.

The old lady was in a low mood after her husband passed away. Zheng Jing's company made her happy.

She held Zheng Jing's hand, asked about his well-being, and was very intimate.

Although Zheng Wei passed away, Sun Jing was still alive, and Zheng Qin respected and cared about Zheng Jing. Zheng Jing integrated into the Zheng family in this confused way.

He attended the funeral as an adopted son and relative.

After lunch, Zheng Jing said hello, left the Zheng family, and drove to the radio symphony orchestra.

There was a sudden visit to my relatives these days, and the background music for "Lüshi Chunqiu" has not been made yet.

Zheng Jing kept delaying and stood up Zhao Jiping.

Fortunately, Zhao Jiping also understood, because Zheng Wei’s death was reported in the news.

Everyone thought Zheng Jing was busy with household chores.

Some friends also sent messages to express their condolences, and Chen Hao and Yang Xue also took turns to comfort them.

When the car was halfway there, Zheng Jing's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Gao Yuanyuan calling.

"Master Jing, I went to Hongluo Temple to ask for a peace amulet. Are you free today? I'll bring it to you."

In the past ten days or so, Gao Yuanyuan has contacted Zheng Jing frequently.

Zheng Jing was busy with Zheng Wei's affairs and declined the offer.

At first Gao Yuanyuan was a little angry, thinking that Zheng Jing was deliberately keeping her hanging.

After learning that Zheng Wei had passed away, she was no longer angry, but felt very guilty.

And in the midst of guilt, I even developed a better impression of Zheng Jing.

Gao Yuanyuan is also a very filial person. When she is not working, she spends most of her time accompanying and taking care of her mother.

Hearing Gao Yuanyuan's words, Zheng Jing smiled and said, "I'm recording a song with the radio orchestra today, come over."

"OK, I'll be there in an hour!"

Gao Yuanyuan hung up the phone excitedly and started dressing up.

Zheng Jing drove to the radio symphony orchestra and found that it was very lively with people coming and going.

Zhao Jiping greeted Zheng Jing and explained, "The orchestra is going to be restructured. At the end of May, it will be changed to the Philharmonic Orchestra. It will no longer be directly under the General Administration, but will be incorporated into the management of Yangshi. The office location will also be changed."

"So this is moving?"

"Yes, some of the logistics departments will move there first."

"It won't affect our song recording. If it doesn't work, we can find another band."

"It won't affect you, don't worry about that."

"Then trouble Teacher Zhao."

"Haha, no, I like both songs you wrote. Do you really not want to go to the Central Conservatory of Music? I can recommend you to go there and study directly with famous teachers."

After listening to "The Street Where the Wind Lives" and "Floating Light", Zhao Jiping became interested in Zheng Jing's talent and wanted him to attend a professional music school.

"I appreciate your kindness, Mr. Zhao, but I still prefer being an actor."

After hearing what Zheng Jing said, Zhao Jiping didn't force it anymore.

He brought Zheng Jing to Concert Hall No. 3 to record songs there.

(End of this chapter)