Wen Rusheng's tombstone stands side by side with the rows and rows of tombstones of martyrs buried deep here. The tombkeepers wipe every tombstone spotless every day, and every tombstone is as clean as a new one.
Jiang Teng brought Shiyi to visit the grave. He would come to visit Wen Rusheng’s grave every year. The gravekeeper had known him for a long time. When he saw that he actually brought a girl with him this time, he smiled and asked: "Major Jiang, do you have a girlfriend?"
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"girlfriend."
Jiang Teng took Eleven's hand and introduced to the tombkeeper: "She is my girlfriend and Dean Wen's daughter."
The tombkeeper naturally knew who Dean Wen was. Over the years, he often sent a bouquet of flowers to Dean Wen on his behalf during Qingming Festival or Chinese New Year when Jiang Teng could not come back.
In these years, no one else except Jiang Teng came to visit Dean Wen's grave. He also curiously asked Dean Wen if he had no other relatives. Naturally, he knew that Dean Wen had a daughter, but her daughter was missing.
,Jiang Teng has been looking for Dean Wen’s daughter.
This year Jiang Teng not only brought his girlfriend to visit Dean Wen's grave, but this girlfriend was also Dean Wen's daughter. The tombkeepers were happy for them: "It's great that you found Dean Wen's daughter. Wen
Dean, I know what I'm saying, I can finally rest in peace."
Jiang Teng nodded, and after chatting with the tombkeeper for a few words, he took Eleven up the stairs and found Dean Wen's tomb in one of the rows.
This is the first time I have visited my father’s grave in my memory. But standing here, looking at my father’s tombstone, looking at the inscriptions on the tombstone, and looking at the epitaph that says, “I would rather be a hero than a living person.”
, an infinite sense of familiarity arose in her heart.
"It turns out this sentence was told to me by my father."
Eleven murmured, no wonder she remembered it so clearly, no wonder she blurted it out when she was in Shen Cheng.
"Well, your father said this, and he shouted it out loud when he died.
So when the monument was erected, this sentence was engraved on his tombstone.
His words were also widely circulated among the troops and became a belief."
Jiang Teng said.
Eleven smiled lightly at the photo on the tombstone: "Dad, I am Ranran, and I am back."
After saying that, she asked worriedly: "I look different from when I was a child. Will dad not remember me?"
"Will not."
Jiang Teng said: "No matter what you look like, your father will recognize you, just like me."
Shiyi smiled reassuringly again. She placed the bouquet of chrysanthemums she was holding in her arms in front of the tombstone, took out the towel she had prepared, and began to wipe her father's tombstone to clean away the non-existent dust on it.
After sweeping the tomb, when I came out of the Martyrs Cemetery, it was still early for the dinner party in the evening. This place is located in the suburbs, the surrounding environment is quiet, and the air is very fresh. The two of them wandered around nearby, quietly.
No one bothered me, it seemed like they were the only two people left in the world.
The two of them lingered here until it got dark before reluctantly driving back to the city. Unfortunately, they ran into a traffic jam. By the time they entered the night room No. 8888, they were already twenty minutes late.
Three couples, Ye Lancheng, An Zhisu, Su Ye, Xia Ning, Xia Jingze and Song Jiaren, have all played mahjong for several rounds.
An Zhisu had the best luck today. Three of the five mahjong rounds were played by herself. When Jiang Teng and Shiyi came in, she looked a little regretful, as if why did you come so early and disturb me from making money?
Jiang Teng:...Eleven:...Do you blame us?
"If we don't fight, if we continue to lose, my daughter will lose all her milk powder money."
Song Jiaren, a pregnant woman, wasn't having very good luck today and kept losing. She was the one who let off steam when An Zhisu didn't touch herself.
Ye Lancheng spared no effort to drag other people's daughters to his own home: "If you can't afford it, give it to me, but I can afford it."
"No, thanks.
At worst, I'll go back to my old career, and with my face, I won't be able to win a few movie awards."
Xia Jingze hugged his wife and daughter like a baby.
Hearing the words "return to the old business", Su Ye almost burst out: "Your poor cultural level is really enough."
"Being able to speak four-character idioms means that a beautiful woman teaches well."
Jiang Teng and Xia Jingze started quarreling as soon as they arrived.
Xia Jingze put his hands on his hips angrily: "How dare you accuse me? I have graduated with a bachelor's degree after all. How about you join the army without even going to high school?"
"What's wrong with not going to high school? My actual education level can kill a graduate student in minutes."
I also have a diploma from the Military Academy, and the Military Academy also has a bachelor's degree, right?"
Jiang Teng acted like I have low academic qualifications, but I am very good at it.
Xia Ning was amused by them and interjected: "One of you is thirty and the other is thirty-two, and you still quarrel like elementary school students. Are you childish?"
"That is, is there anything that a fight can't solve?
Try not to make a fuss when you can do something."
An Zhisu happily cheered on the side.
Song Jiaren glanced at her faintly.
If you let someone beat my husband, will we still be besties?
As Eleven listened to them talking and joking, the corner of his lips also raised a slight smile.
The last time she saw them, they were talking and laughing like this. At that time, she envied them because they both had such a group of good friends.
After chatting and joking for a while, everyone sat down and all the dishes were ordered. It was still the same as before. The waiter brought the dishes one after another. An Zhisu still occupied an Australian dragon by himself. Song Jiaren looked at it with envy and jealousy. Waiting for her to take her daughter
After birth, you have to eat for three days and three nights.
"Here, let's take this first glass of wine to celebrate the New Year. Happy New Year to everyone, and may everything go well."
Su Ye raised his glass and said a few auspicious words.
"May all go well with you."
Xia Ning's husband sings and his wife follows.
"good luck."
Xia Jingze raised his glass.
"good luck."
It is also rare for Song Jiaren to have her husband singing and her wife accompanying her.
"Peace and joy."
Jiang Teng also raised his glass.
"Peace and joy."
Shiyi and Ye Jiangteng said the same thing.
An Zhisu gave the penultimate toast: "It's booming."
Ye Lancheng raised his glass at the end and wished himself seriously: "I wish my daughter's dream will come true soon."
An Zhisu:?
?
hat?
Why don't you go with my wife?
The others were almost laughing to death, not to mention An Zhisu, they were almost missed by Ye Lancheng. They were like daughters and daughters every day, and they were simply crazy.
"Give me a little more. Can you please stop for two days? Don't you know that the more you want something, the less it will come to you? The more you want it, the less it will come."
An Zhisu said that her head hurt so much. She had done something wrong to be tortured by Ye Lancheng like this.
"The master said that sincerity leads to spiritual success."
Ye Lancheng was serious and even quoted the master's words.
Song Jiaren squirted, slapping the table and laughing: "Hahahahahaha..." Ye Lancheng is such a miserable man. In order to have a daughter, an atheist went to the temple to donate sesame oil money.
The others also burst into laughter. I have never seen such a crazy fan of my daughter.
Xia Ning laughed so hard that her stomach ached. While rubbing her belly, she said to Jiang Teng and Shi Yi: "Your wedding dress is covered by Zhi Su, so Aye and I will cover it with jewelry.
I have contacted a well-known foreign jewelry designer and asked her to design an exclusive set of jewelry for Eleven. Please consider Aye and I’s wishes. Don’t refuse.”
Su Ye nodded: "Yes, don't refuse. This is what we want to do as brothers and sisters."
When he heard that Su Ye and Xia Ning were buying jewelry, and Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu were buying wedding dresses, Xia Jingze became anxious: "Then what should I buy? I can't buy a lawsuit, right?"
"What are you talking about?"
Song Jiaren slapped Xia Jingze on the forehead: "You idiot, can't we take wedding photos?
You have a professional photography team, a professional clothing team, and a professional styling team. If you don’t take wedding photos and you take care of the lawsuit, you’re out of your mind.”
Song Jiaren just wanted to kiss Xia Jingze to death and find another husband. She was too second-rate. She was a king and a bronze, and her ranking was lowered.
Everyone burst out laughing again, and the laughter in the entire box never stopped.
What was in Eleven's mouth was wine, but what she swallowed was full of warmth. Someone prepared a wedding dress for her, someone prepared jewelry for her, and someone arranged wedding photos for her. She just had to wait to be a bride.