"Remember." Meng Chencheng said.

"Sing to your parents."

Encouraged by the eyes of Chief Hou, Meng Chencheng opened his voice and sang: "...Love the motherland and the people, the bright red scarf floats on his chest, not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of enemies, study tenaciously!"

The crying was gone, only the increasingly stronger singing drifted in the wind, hitting the falling snow. Everyone's face was as solemn and solemn as snow sculptures. At this moment, everyone's heart was beating with the heroes who were sleeping here forever.

Love the motherland and the people, the bright red scarf floats on the chest, pay tribute!

The soldiers saluted, and the Young Pioneers raised their little hands. Leilei, led by his mother, held flowers in front of his grandparents' tombstone, and his little face couldn't help but be as solemn as everyone else.

After the ceremony, a string of tears fell from Grandpa Meng and Grandma Meng's faces, and the two old men wiped them clean with their hands. As Commander Hou said, you can be sad but don't cry. Be strong, because the unfulfilled wishes of heroes and martyrs in the future need the alive to continue walking.

Generation after generation.

Those who came to attend the funeral presentation came to Meng Chenhao and Ning Yunxi in turn to shake hands one by one.

When Meng Chenjun accidentally looked back, he suddenly found his father standing at the end of the crowd, which scared him to turn back immediately. Fortunately, his sister Xiaowu and sister Meng Chenxi beside him did not notice it, and neither Grandpa Meng nor Grandma Meng was noticed.

Li Dejin held the flowers dedicated to the martyrs in his hand, wore toad glasses on his nose, and deliberately wore a clean and tidy white shirt and a black Zhongshan suit.

When he gave flowers to his son's adoptive father and mother, he stood in front of the tombstone for a long time. Perhaps at this moment, he remembered his parents who had also passed away. Li De's nose felt sore, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

Meng Chenjun looked at him crying in shock, thinking that this was his adoptive parents' funeral, his biological father cried. But then he thought that his father was rich, but his conscience was not as good as those who were speculative.

Listening to Li Dejin's crying bitterly, Meng Chenjun's heart was sour.

Finally, Li Dejin held Meng Chenhao's hand hard, and said thousands of words without saying anything. The gaze he looked over his son's face just in the same way as his son's eyes, and the father and son looked at each other quietly for a moment.

"Who is that person?" Meng Chencheng asked as if he saw a trace of clues.

Meng Chenjun hurriedly withdrew his eyes.

At this time, the Miao family came over.

"Teacher Tang." Ning Yunxi hurriedly walked over with his son in his arms.

Grandma Miao's health has not been good for the past six months, so she was transferred to a hospital in the capital for recuperation.

Grandma Miao was supported by her grandchildren, and her hands became even more trembling. She could hardly hold Leilei's little hand, but her spirit was as full as ever. She smiled at Leilei: "The child has grown up again."

Grandma said Leilei is fat? Leilei blinked in surprise and shouted: "I'm not fat."

The people around him couldn't help laughing.

"Teacher Ning, my crazy girl said that you have suffered some inexplicable grievances recently. Are you in good health?" Grandma Miao asked Ning Yunxi carefully about her situation.

Ning Yunxi replied: "I am in good health, but I heard that Teacher Tang, you are not in good health."
Chapter completed!