(Haha, are you shocked when you see this title? You feel very happy for a moment)
2007, Luwei Village.
Zhuang Xiaoman held Li Jie's hand tightly when she was dying. She wanted to smile, but she had no strength, and in the end she could only barely move the corners of her mouth.
"Wasp, I must be ugly now, right?"
Her tone of voice was very soft, and it would be difficult to hear what she was saying unless you were very close.
Although Li Jie is over a hundred years old, he has a good foundation and now looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties.
(After entering the dungeon, I did not continue to practice, I just practiced my own health-preserving boxing.)
Looking at Zhuang Xiaoman lying on the hospital bed, Li Jie's eyes flashed with reluctance. Although he tried his best to help Zhuang Xiaoman regulate his body, he used countless precious medicinal materials over the years.
But when his manpower is exhausted, Zhuang Xiaoman's lifespan is up. Even if he has the power to reach heaven, he cannot continue to extend her life.
"No, you are not ugly at all, you have always been beautiful!"
"Is it...ahem...?"
Zhuang Xiaoman shook Li Jie's hand, her tone as if she was young again. Unfortunately, her body couldn't hold on anymore and she couldn't make matching movements.
"Actually, I know, I have always known that you are not an ordinary person... Ahem, but who made me follow you? I have lived a very happy life in this life."
"You also know where the military command is. I was already prepared to sacrifice my life for the country back then."
"The luckiest thing in my life is meeting you."
Having said this, she paused and looked around at the children and descendants around her.
"Without you, I might have been glorious long ago. By then I would have been buried in a mass grave with only a roll of straw mats, and there wouldn't even be a wooden monument."
Li Jie nodded gently without interrupting Zhuang Xiaoman. She did not have much time left in this world.
"Old man, when I leave, you must eat well, remember to drink a glass of water every day when you get up, go to bed early at night, go out for a walk if you have nothing to do, and go out for fun when you have time. I know that you are in good health.
If you live for ten or eight years, there will definitely be no problem."
At the last moment of her life, Zhuang Xiaoman gave all her time to Li Jie. She didn't say anything about her juniors because she had already said what she needed to say.
The last period of time was so precious that Zhuang Xiaoman couldn't bear to waste every minute or second. Her eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance. She didn't want to leave so early. She wanted to stay with her husband again.
The two are not only like-minded and reliable comrades-in-arms, but also close soul mates. They have been relying on each other for decades, and the journey along the way has not been easy.
"Look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, Manqian will have more words to say when she returns."
Zhuang Xiaoman read a poem softly. In the eyes of others, this poem seemed very inconsistent. When he read the sentence "Look at the sky at dawn and look at the clouds at dusk", the next sentence in most people's minds would be "Okay."
I miss you, I miss you when I sit down.
But this sentence was a memory left when the two met for the first time. Zhuang Xiaoman still remembers that day when she learned the information about 'Xiao Tu' from Xiao Gu.
It only took two years for a patriotic student to become a traitor despised by everyone, which inevitably made her very curious. Moreover, 'Xiao Tu' was a famous person in Japan at the time, which made her curious even further.
Who would have thought that this curiosity would set up the rest of his life.
However, Zhuang Xiaoman has no regrets. On the contrary, she is very happy. In the past countless days and nights, she has thanked God countless times.
Thank God for letting her meet 'Xiao Tu'. If she hadn't met him, Zhuang Xiaoman couldn't imagine what kind of ending she would have ended up with.
Even if she didn't die on the front line against the enemy, it would be difficult to escape the purge after the victory. After all, she was a member of Boss Dai's family at that time.
With the principal's suspicious character, he was afraid that he would be doomed.
Hearing Zhuang Xiaoman read the poem, Li Jie showed a smile and continued to read.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."
This was the first thing he said when they first met.
The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Although the children stood very close to each other, their voices were very soft, and it was not clear what the two old men said.
To this day, they still don't know the past of Li Jie and Zhuang Xiaoman. Except for the eldest Xiao Jihua, who may have a vague guess, the eldest brother only guessed that their parents' origins were not simple.
As for the more specific details, he didn't know.
When they came to Luwei Village, Li Jie and Zhuang Xiaoman were ready to give up the past completely. They never mentioned anything about the past to anyone.
Before the smile on his face disappeared, Zhuang Xiaoman lost his last breath and lay in Li Jie's arms, passing away.
"mom!"
"grandmother!"
"Grandma!"
"The female juniors of Grandma *************** came forward one after another and gathered around the bed, wailing endlessly.
These children spent almost all their childhood in Luwei Village and were taught by Li Jie and Zhuang Xiaoman. Therefore, they have very deep feelings for Li Jie and Zhuang Xiaoman.
Li Jie slowly closed his eyes, with a trace of tears streaking in the corner of his eyes. Although he had experienced many life and death, sadness was inevitable whenever death approached.
Time has sent away another beauty.
When a centenarian passes away, it is considered a happy mourning.
The funeral was grand and lively. Li Jie and Zhuang Xiaoman had been teaching for most of their lives, and they were rich and famous. Although Li Jie did not take the initiative to send out invitations, many people came to pay their respects spontaneously after hearing the news.
Li Jie did not receive any guests. He sat silently at the back of the mourning hall and put on his wife's makeup for the last time.
After Zhuang Xiaoman left, there was nothing worth missing in this world, and his children and grandchildren didn't need to worry about him at all.
Although he has concealed the past for so many years, it is not a problem to occasionally use a little prophet to make his children's lives better.
He's not that pedantic kind of person.
Three days later, after the funeral was completed, Li Jie stood in front of the tomb and gave instructions to his children.
"When I die, there is no need to hold a funeral. Just bury my bones together with your mother's."
"Finally, carve two lines of small words on the tombstone, 'Vesp' and 'Flying Eagle'. Don't ask why, you don't need to know."
The juniors are most afraid of the old man Li Jie. Even though the boss and the others are already in their seventies or eighties, they are very majestic in front of the juniors, but in front of Li Jie, they still behave like children.
After explaining the last thing, Li Jie moved a step and sat on the wheelchair next to him.
"My time has come."
After saying this, he passed away suddenly.
Li Jie's sudden death caused the juniors present to panic again.
However, none of this has anything to do with him. For him, this journey has reached its end.