After Yuesong arranged for the brothers to stay on the second floor of the ancestral hall, he hurried home after giving them a few explanations. When Yuesong just stepped into the door of the house, Yuesong's mother stood up from her chair.
, eyes fixed on Yuesong, mother's two lines of hot tears, like clear streams, naturally flowed down her cheeks. Mother took small steps and walked towards Yuesong involuntarily. Mother forgot to cry
, forgetting to shout, forgetting any unnecessary words. Mom staggered to Yuesong, stretched out her thin hands, took Yuesong's arms, looked up and looked at the much stronger body that had been lost and now again.
The beloved son whom he had nurtured for so many years floated around in his dreams countless times before him, and fell from his body.
"Mom!" The way Yuesong looked at her mother, her mother's pain, mother's love, and mother's hardships were all written on her face, all expressed in her mother's every move. Yuesong's cry,
Like a floodgate, once the gate opens, all the mother's emotions pour out.
"Wow -" Mom finally cried out. Mom hugged her heart tightly, completely forgetting everything in this world. Mom burst into tears. The bitter hatred that had been suppressed in Mom's heart for a long time flowed like a tide. Mom
Like a child, he buried his head deeply into his son's chest.
Yuesong hugged her mother tightly, with tears running down her face like a tide. Yuesong had burst into tears. Yuesong felt guilty and felt that he was the most unfilial son in the world. Yuesong really wanted to slap himself in the ear. Yuesong
I really want to scold myself...
After a long time, the mother finally stopped crying and pulled her son to sit down. She sat next to her son, looking up and down carefully as if appraising a piece of precious jade. The mother's hand touched her son's for a while.
After a while, she touched her son's arm. The mother was completely immersed in the joy of finding her lost son.
Yuesong looked up and saw his father putting the cigarette he was smoking on the ground. He quietly turned his head and secretly wiped the tears from his eyes. Grandpa sat at the Eight Immortals table and looked at the mother and son in silence, never shedding tears.
The eye sockets were also a little moist. The eldest brother was still guarding Luo Xi on the city wall. The second brother hurriedly called Yuesong's two sisters-in-law to cook Yuesong's favorite stewed crucian carp with bamboo shoots and roasted pork with garlic sprouts. The two sisters-in-law came in wiping away tears.
In the kitchen, two nephews and three nieces stared blankly at the adults in the family, all of whom were wiping tears for no apparent reason.
Luo Xi's ancestors are indeed filled with heroes from generation to generation, but which hero is not made of flesh? Which hero is not the heart of Luo Xi's mother? Which hero is not chivalrous and tender? The so-called hero is actually in times of crisis.
, an ordinary person who dares to stand up, dares to sacrifice himself for others, and dares to leave everything behind to solve the problems of many ordinary people. Yuesong is the anti-Japanese hero in the hearts of the people. Yuesong is the Chinese nation when we are in danger.
When the people are being ravaged, he dares to stand up, dares to sacrifice himself for others, dares to leave his family, his lover and even his own life. An ordinary Chinese with flesh and blood, tears and iron bones, an ordinary Luoxi person.
, an ordinary son of an ordinary mother.
The food was put on the table, the eldest brother came back, and the whole family gathered around the dinner table. At this critical moment when Luoxi encountered a crisis that had never happened in a century, grandpa raised his wine glass, and four generations of the Yuesong family raised their wine glasses.
"You've all cried enough. Now the men are picking up the wine glasses. After drinking this glass of wine, the men cheered me up, swallowed the tears in their stomachs, raised their fists high, even if the blood flowed
Chenghe, even if I, Luoxi, die from now on, I will never let the devils run wild in my land of Luoxi, come on, do it!" Grandpa was still full of pride.
"Do it!" The men of the Yuesong family raised their wine glasses high and drank a full glass of wine after shouting.
"Okay, sit down and eat. Once you've eaten and drank enough, I'll give the devils some color tonight." Grandpa said. He was the first to reach out with his chopsticks, pick up a large piece of braised pork, and stuff it into his mouth.
Inside, chewing big mouthfuls.
Mom quickly put three large pieces of meat and two crucian carp into Yuesong's bowl.
The father looked at his third son with a smile and said, "Eat, eat more."
Yuesong looked at the whole family and understood the burden he was carrying. He lowered his head and began to eat and drink. Since all three hundred brothers in the third battalion were killed in battle, this meal was the most delicious meal Yuesong had ever eaten. Although it was still
There are many dangers waiting for Yuesong. Although he doesn’t know if there will be another meal after eating this meal, Yuesong eats with a mouthful of delicious food and a heart full of comfort. He eats so much that he forgets about the sky and the earth.
The whole body feels full of energy, and the blood vessels all over the body are filled with boiling blood.
After eating, it was gradually getting dark. Yuesong and his eldest brother took the food prepared by their mother for the brothers of the special team, said goodbye to their families, and went to the second floor of the ancestral hall.
When the brothers saw that the captain was back, everyone gathered around. The captain asked long and short questions. After Yuesong introduced his eldest brother to the brothers, he and his eldest brother shared the food with the brothers. Yuesong and the eldest brother took one side.
Watching the brothers wolfing down their meal, I discussed the evening's actions with everyone.
After all the brothers had eaten and the matter had been discussed, Yuesong sent his eldest brother out of the ancestral hall. The eldest brother was also busy greeting the young men in Luoxi, preparing to communicate with each other and take advantage of the night to have a good fight with the Japanese.
After the elder brother left, Yuesong lit a cigarette and walked slowly alone on the Luoxi martial arts field at the entrance of the ancestral hall. On a mid-spring night, there was a gentle breeze, fresh air, fragrant roses, the bright moon hanging high, and the familiar practice of martial arts.
In the field, Yuesong was both comfortable and depressed. Yuesong sat on the stone lock, looking at the weapons of the 18th squad, thinking about the past when he was taught by his elder brother every move, walked by his father's smile, and looked at his grandfather's stern eyes.
Sweating like rain, practicing Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer, practicing martial arts day after day. Although my body is scarred now, there are countless Japanese who have been killed by myself. The revenge of the three hundred brothers in the third battalion can be regarded as revenge.
, the revenge of the brothers who died in the special operations team can be considered avenged, the revenge of the Luoxi people will be avenged tonight, and the revenge of the common people is being avenged bit by bit. When I think about the little devils who can continue to slaughter Gori,
Thinking about being able to clearly see the blood splattering of the Japanese, Yuesong felt an indescribable pleasure.
Yuesong smoked a cigarette leisurely, imagining without any boundaries that he would kill all the Japs without leaving any trace behind, imagining groups of Japs crying and howling in front of him, imagining one after another old Japs being shot and killed by his own sniper rifle
, imagining driving all the Japanese devils in China like pigs into the sea, imagining the Japanese island with a few balls and bigger eggs sinking, sinking, and all fucking disappearing into the sea. Yuesong thought about it and suddenly
I felt so happy that I couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Haha, hahaha, haha". I laughed and thought it was not enough, so I jumped up deeply, jumped onto the plum blossom pile, turned my back to the sky, raised my hands high, and roared to the sky.