Suddenly, he heard his social software constantly shock!

@Jiang Yi: "Jiang Shen Jiang Shen, there is an old grandma Aite you!"

"Jiang Shen, someone wants to link with you!"

Jiang Yi was attracted attention by the sound of "buzzing 'of" buzzing'.

He opened his own international social platform and found an account to initiate this linkage.

Click on the live broadcast, he saw the old grandma, a little curious.

She, why is Aite herself?

Jiang Yi looked at the live broadcast carefully.

When he query his account entering the live room, the live broadcast team immediately used the headset to communicate with the old grandma: "Jiang Yi has entered the live room!"

The grandmother nodded solemnly, and said slowly, "Jiang Yi, I know you are in the live broadcast room."

"I also know, you are trying to wake up more and more Chinese people, I sincerely ask you to help you pay more attention to our compatriots overseas."

The grandmother's words are very sincere: "Many Chinese people overseas are all the time, and they are not always thinking about the other side of the ocean."

"You, can you help me promote this live room?"

"I have some words, want to represent our overseas Chinese, tell you ..."

Jiang Yi did not hesitate, and decisively reposted the video.

As the most popular host at the moment, Jiang Yi has a lot of attention, but basically it is basically not updated.

This update made the audience think that Jiang Yi was going to announce the ninth time in person, and instantly came in!

"Well, no, no, this is the ninth issue of Huaxia? Jiang Shen is awesome!"

"Upstairs, you have to cry when you listen to the capitalists, and the Jews are sighing!"

"That is, this is obviously Chinatown. Why should Jiang Shen share this live broadcast?"

Many people asked curiously.

Just then.

The old man continued to speak.

She said to the people who gathered in the square: "The fellows of Huaxia, the younger generations present, are the old ladies who have little time to tell you, and the last words of the heart ..."

"I want to be present, you must remember, no matter where we are, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang."

"You must remember that your ancestors, father, and many people did not return to China because they returned to China to be wrong, no houses, no friends before, no enough money support, and even burdening.

Those desperate memories of the war. "

"Their generation has seen countless fellows who died in front of themselves with their own eyes. Most of them are the same as me. They dare not face people who are in the country ..."

"But, but! You must remember that you are flowing from the blood of Yan and Huang!"

The old grandmother choked, tears flowed down the frowning cheeks: "If the conditions are allowed, you must find a way and take your ancestors home!"

"I ... we are all Chinese people !!!"

"List ancestors, and your ancestors want you to go home ..."

Many Chinese people stop in the square, and more and more people are attracted by this voice.

Yes, for those ancestors in the war, if they can, they may want to stay in their hometown than anyone else?

At this moment, many people's moods become extremely heavy.

Jiang Yi stared at these and remembered time.

The old grandmother continued to speak: "Couples at home, many of our generations left the motherland that year, many of them were due to the reasons."

"Take me personally, after my husband sent me and the child to the pier, he went decisively to join the army!"

"I told him, you have a wife and children, so many people go to the army. It is not bad at you at all. The child is still young.

The grandmother cried, she remembered the past that she was unwilling to mention ...

But today, she wants to do something last!

If she can, she hopes that more and more people can return to the motherland and play for her motherland!

"But my husband told me that I and my children can go, but he must stay, represent the musician, protect our country!"

"He said ... there is more than one soldier with a child!"

The old grandmother said with tears and said, "But if he is there, the country can have one more person who can kill the enemy, and the descendants of our Chinese people can have a good life faster!"

"At that time, the war in the sky, a dock, a group of nuns and missionaries ..."

"That's how I took my child, embarked on the boat away from Huaxia, and looked at my husband with my own eyes to send it to death ..."

"I want to say, not everyone left our country for escaping, but to leave a salary!"

"If I have no children, I won't leave ..."

"I and him, and them!"

The grandmother first refers to a young Chinese, and then pointed to a middle -aged man.

"My father and my ancestors will definitely not leave their motherland!"

"Now, I'm already a person who is about to die, my child is old, my grandson is also an adult, I ... I can finally accompany my husband!"

The grandmother cried and cried, and laughed: "But I don't want your younger generations to break the contact!"

"Everyone is a family. Overseas, even if you really can't return to the motherland, you must always remember your roots. Do not fight with the brothers at home!"

"At home, I also hope that you can tolerate them more."

"Family, never hate the family anymore !!!"

"Between you, you must help each other and contact more, this ... This is not that difficult!"

"Big ... everyone is the descendants of Yanhuanghuang

The grandmother trembled with a crutch, tears flowing down.

In the end, she couldn't hold it up and was too sad. She almost fell to the square. Fortunately, she helped the stone carving.

A group of young people hurried up and wanted to help her, but she waved her hand and signaled that she did not need.

She did my best, relying on herself to support her body a little bit.

Her lips were pale, singing myself: "We all have a home called China ..."

"There are many brothers and sisters, and the scenery is good."

"There are two dragons at home, it is the Yangtze River and the Yellow River ..."

This is the new song of the old grandmother in recent years, named Great China.

In front of the Chinese people at home and abroad, she sang this word with the best voice that can make.

At the beginning of the grandmother, more and more people sang this song on Chinatown!

Some people can't sing, and they snorted.

"China, bless you!"

"You will always be in my heart!"

"China, bless you!"

"No need to say thousands of words and thousands of words!"
Chapter completed!