Jiang Li's sincerity and identity immediately touched Mr. Yi.
Referring to the grave.
Uncle Yi couldn't help sobbing.
That was the strongest and most vulnerable part in his heart.
Jiang Li squatted down and comforted Mr. Yi. Mr. Yi stood up and walked into the room.
"You guys wait for me outside for a while." Jiang Li ordered Gao Ru and Gong Na to wait for her outside.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang."
The room is very simple, like the arrangement of an elderly man living alone.
Uncle Yi moved slowly, came to a bookcase, and pulled out an album from the bookcase.
He gave the album to Jiang Li and said slowly.
"This is a photo of the four generations of my Yi family, my dad, my son and my grandson."
"My father died heroically during the War of Resistance Against Japan. I served in the southern Xinjiang and went to the front line. Later, I was injured and retreated."
"My son and grandson are both from peacekeeping troops, both died abroad and finally sent their ashes back."
"hiss!"
Mr. Yi said while wiping his tears.
"I am the only one left in our family, and the graves to be relocated on the mountain are buried in it. My father, my son and my grandson."
"hiss!"
"Do you think I can let them explode? They are all heroes of the people. Even if I fight for my life, I can't let them explode."
Uncle Yi shouted excitedly, tears kept falling from his eyes.
Jiang Li slowly looked through the album in her hand.
The beginning was the most time-honored black and white photo. The man on it should be Mr. Yi’s father.
The black and white yellowed photos can still be seen with the firm eyes of the senior, but unfortunately there are few photos, not many.
Next is a photo of Mr. Yi in southern Xinjiang. The young Mr. Yi is definitely a handsome guy, tall and burly figure, and unyielding will.
Now, the energetic man has become a hunched and twilight old man.
And there are Uncle Yi’s son and grandson, the father and son in the army...
Jiang Li looked at the photos and listened to Mr. Yi’s story.
My eyes were slightly red and tears were rolling in my eyes.
But she forced herself to control her emotions.
She was also a soldier, so she could naturally experience that mood.
Uncle Yi and his family have made great contributions to the country. This merit has left a brilliant mark in history and no one can erase it.
But now, he was forced to this level by several gangsters.
Uncle Yi’s family can be said to be a loyal and martyr in the world, but such a loyal and martyr family is now forced to move to the grave.
If you don’t move, you will have to blow up the grave and even have life threats.
Jiang Li clenched her fists tightly and handed the album to Mr. Yi.
"Uncle Yi, don't worry, this is left to me. I guarantee that the hero's place of sleep will not be disturbed."
"And...yes, I will let the people of the city know that the heroes are buried there, and they should be respected by the people of the city."
Jiang Li's words came from the bottom of her heart, and it was indeed what she thought in her heart.
There is a tradition in the Northwest Army.
Respect the past and respect the heroes.
Everything that sacrifices life for the country and the people is worthy of respect.
"Is this... really OK?"
Uncle Yi looked at Jiang Li with tears in his eyes, his voice trembling.
He did not let future generations worship their father and son and grandson.
The only thought is to protect the quiet world for them.
Jiang Li nodded heavily, "I will definitely do it! Please believe me! This is my promise to you and a promise to the hero."
After saying that, Jiang Li saluted Mr. Yi.
Uncle Yi also stood up, tried hard to straighten his back, and saluted with military salute.
The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.
At this time, silence is better than sound.
Sudden.
Gao Ru walked in.
"Mr. Jiang, he...they are here again!"
"who?"
"Just the people outside, Huang Dapao woke up and shouted to seek revenge on you!"
"Go and have a look!"
"yes!"
Gong Na's terrified voice came from outside.
"No! You can't go in!"
"I tell you, don't do anything randomly! Be careful of being beaten by my Mr. Jiang!"
"Bah!"
Huang Dapao's hands were broken, but his feet were not injured.
He lowered his hands, looking in pain.
Of course, besides the pain, there was more anger and murderous intent on his face.
I think the company under the Tianhai Gang is covered by the Tianhai Gang, so wherever he goes, he is not a powerful existence.
Today, a woman was beaten in turn and told me how he would have any face to avoid it.
"Don't fucking nonsense! Today, unless you three take off and accompany me, you can't get out of here."
"You also ask, my Huang Dapao's status in the provincial capital!"
Huang Dapao said, thinking that with my backstage, I wouldn’t eat you all the time.
Chapter completed!