Chapter 572 Share the fate of life and death, for the family
At this moment, Ma Liu and other elderly people standing at the entrance of the village were filled with joy, and their eyes were rosy.
"Quick, quick, take out all the straw mats at home and spread them on the floor for my fourth brother. The road is slippery, the road is slippery, don't fall my fourth brother." Ma Liu pointed forward with trembling hands.
"Yes, Grandpa Six."
"Yes, Uncle Six."
Soon the villagers responded in unison and took out the mats from their homes, which were actually some mats woven from grass, and spread them quickly toward the vehicle.
It was quickly laid out next to the car.
"What a deep feeling. I haven't seen it for so many years. In this era, others only respect you because they are afraid of you, but there are a few people who respect you from the bottom of their hearts." Huang Xing, who was sitting in the car, sighed softly.
I also walked out of the car.
Wei Dongshan, No. 2 of Liao Province, also walked out.
At this time, all the leaders came out of the car one after another, especially the leaders from the nearby towns and cities. Their faces were all ashen, and they were so frightened that they wanted to kneel down. Who knew that such an obvious person was missing?
The place where it was passed down was actually the source of troops in the past. There are still so many living soldiers. The simple military uniforms and the medals hanging on them are all shining with military achievements. The most important thing is that the other party is even more harmonious.
Daqingshan, where the sun is at its peak, has such deep feelings.
At this moment, a loud singing voice suddenly sounded.
"Magnificent Daqingshan, the battle will never end, and there will be no return..." The familiar song, singing about Daqingshan sending troops to defend the country, can be sung not only by Daqingshan people, but also by the villagers on the front lines of Changbai Mountain.
Li Yang was slightly moved, these are real brothers of life and death.
At this time, the old man of the Wang family had firm eyes and walked slowly forward step by step.
"Fourth brother." The old man Ma Liu was helped and walked over quickly. Although his steps were staggering, he walked very quickly and soon reached the old man of the Wang family.
Ma Liu first threw away his crutch, snapped it, and performed a standard military salute.
Some old people behind Ma Liu also saluted.
"Thank you for everything you have given to the front line of Changbai Mountain, Daqingshan, and the country." The old man of the Wang family looked over one by one, seeing familiar and old faces. He raised his one arm in solemn salute, and the other empty sleeve was in the air.
Dancing in the wind.
At this time, snowflakes were rising all over the sky and scattered on the bodies of the old people.
The other nine elderly people around the old Wang family also saluted in unison.
The meeting spanned nearly half a century, and under the heavy snowfall that only happened once in 50 years in the three eastern provinces, wearing a green military uniform made people unable to help but remember the prosperous years of today.
At this moment, Huang Xing came with relevant leaders, and naturally people from the Propaganda Department were indispensable. People not far away clicked the shutter and recorded this meeting that spanned half a century.
"Xiao Liuzi, you are getting old too. Don't blame me for not coming to see you these years." The old man from the Wang family put down his saluting hand and reached over to take the old man Ma Liu's hand.
"Fourth brother, I don't blame you, I don't blame you. I understand from the bottom of my heart that Daqingshan was also poor when we fought. You were afraid of causing trouble to us, so you didn't want to meet." Ma Liu stretched out his hand and held it.
It was the old man from the Wang family who had empty sleeves, and his eyes showed remorse and remorse.
"Okay, it's been so many years, don't blame yourself anymore." The old man from the Wang family patted Ma Liu on the shoulder.
At this time, Li Yang also came over.
"Dr. Li, thank you." The old man from the Wang family showed gratitude in his eyes.
"Grandpa Wang, all the old men, what they have done for Daqingshan and the country is what our younger generations should imitate and remember. I just feel that what they have done is not good enough." Li Yang said.
"Very good, very good. Daqingshan has produced a true dragon. In the past hundred years, Daqingshan has produced you, Li Yang. It is our Daqingshan's honor. We Daqingshan people have worked hard for hundreds of years, and even though we have built up a reputation as a place of great military strength,
, but it also brought death and pain to hundreds of thousands of fellow villagers in Daqingshan, but you led everyone to wealth and a good life. You are much, much better than us old guys.
"The old man from the Wang family waved his hand and said sincerely.
The other nine elderly people beside the old Wang family are also elderly people from various villages in Daqingshan, and they all have expressions of gratitude and relief.
Being recognized by them is undoubtedly recognized by everyone in Daqingshan.
Veterans are immortal because of their souls!
The roots of Daqingshan lie in these old people and veterans.
At this time, the old man from the Wang family waved, and a Daqingshan man next to him strode over with a wooden box in his arms.
"Dr. Li, without your permission, I brought from various villages the medals awarded to us by the state at the highway intersection. I think this medal belongs to the frontline brothers in Changbai Mountain." The old man from the Wang family stretched out his hand and rubbed it.
On the surface of the wooden box, he looked at Li Yang eagerly, hoping to get his permission.
"Do it according to Grandpa Wang's idea." Li Yang nodded solemnly.
"Okay, okay, then I will die with no regrets." The old man of the Wang family laughed, then raised his hand to open the wooden box, and saw medals lying flat inside, including the Patriotic Medal and various first-class merit awards.
, second-class merit and team combat medals, there are more than two hundred of them.
At this moment, the old man of the Wang family pulled off the Patriotic Medal from his chest, and put it on Ma Liu's chest with trembling hands.
"Fourth brother, this is impossible, this is..." When Ma Liu saw this medal, he found it very extraordinary. It was more brilliant than the medals he had seen in the past. The national emblem and five stars embedded on it were no longer military.
The medals awarded represent the country.
"The Medal of Patriotism is the highest medal given by the country. I, Wangjiazhuang, have received two medals in total. This is the one that belongs to me." The old man of the Wang family said seriously.
"Fourth brother, that's even more outrageous. How can I be worthy of receiving the Medal of Patriotism? Military merit cannot be awarded lightly. This is inappropriate. I absolutely cannot accept it." The old man Ma Liu hurriedly took a step back and said.
Want nothing.
"Xiao Liuzi, you are not qualified to win this medal, but you are ranked sixth. I have heard about your father and five brothers. You followed us in Daqingshan to fight all over the country, and you even followed me into the court.
Your father died in the Northern Campaign, and your eldest brother died in the Central Plains Breakout while covering our supply line in Daqingshan. Your second brother and third brother stood firm to the end with thousands of our Daqingshan tribesmen in the Siping Battle, and they all died for the country in the end. Your fourth brother
He died with my second brother in the Battle of Crossing the Sea. Your fifth brother and I were brothers who shared weal and woe. He took a bullet and died for me. He entrusted you to me before he died. Your family is full of loyalty. You, Majiatun, are
The most populous village in the Changbai Mountains is now declining, and we in Daqingshan are also responsible." The old man of the Wang family said solemnly: "So your Ma family can afford this medal, and it is given to your father, your brother, and your Ma family.
From Tun."
"My father and brother have never regretted that they sacrificed their lives for the country with Daqingshan. We in Majiatun are also proud to fight with Daqingshan. Give us another chance to choose. We will die nine times without regrets and fight!" Ma Liu snapped.
With a sound, he stood up straight and spoke in an old voice, mixed with a northeastern tune, and expressed his position loudly.
"Well done, stand still." The old man from the Wang family finally put the Medal of Patriotism on Ma Liu with one arm and one trembling hand.
The veterans who came with the Wang family also took the Patriotic Medals and put them on the veterans who stayed on the front line in Changbai Mountain. Along with them, there were also some first-class and second-class merit medals.
Every old man and veteran standing on the front line of Changbai Mountain stands straight with his back straight, the wind blows the snowflakes, and it is difficult to cover up the passion and affection in the eyes of the old people.
At this moment, countless villagers on the front line of Changbai Mountain couldn't help but have red eyes and choked up throats. In the already dark night, on the village roads on the front line of Changbai Mountain illuminated by torches, the old people could never forget the battle that year. The middle-aged people witnessed the great battle.
The deep friendship between Qingshan and Changbai Mountain, the young man will remember this moment deeply in his heart and will never forget it until his death.
Li Yang looked at the scene in front of him and sighed in his heart. During the war, children sacrificed too much for their country and their family.
"Doctor Li, please say a few words." The old man from the Wang family said solemnly.
"I won't say anything anymore," Li Yang said.
"According to the rules, as the leader of our Daqingshan, you should say a few words, mobilize in wartime, and give awards in peacetime. These are what you have to do." The old man of the Wang family said seriously.
The surrounding villagers all looked at Li Yang with respect, and the surroundings were quiet. Even Liao Province No. 1 and No. 2 only stood aside.
Li Yang nodded, looking around and seeing many villagers with tears in their eyes.
"To this day, Daqing Mountain and Changbai Mountain share weal and woe, honor and disgrace, and life and death. From now on, brothers from the north and the south are one family." Li Yang said solemnly.
"Family!" Ma Liu murmured.
"family!!"
Others also nodded and thought softly.
Suddenly the two sides looked at each other and felt a sense of blood connection. This was a relationship forged from battles and blood and sweat.
"family!!!"
Suddenly, countless people shouted in unison, and their voices shook the night sky. Hundreds of torches around them were extinguished, and the sound was like a roar that lasted for a long time.
At this time, Wang Jun walked up to Li Yang and whispered something in his ear.
"Okay." Li Yang nodded.
Wang Jun waved, and the people from Daqingshan who followed the car to deliver a new batch of relief supplies took out the fireworks tubes one after another from the car, picked up a torch from the side, and lit them one by one.
bang bang bang
Fireworks burst into the sky and emit colorful luster, just like the golden years, revealing endless glory, lighting up the entire Changbai Mountain, making it appear brighter and dazzling.
The faces of every Daqingshan person and every villager on the front line of Changbai Mountain showed a strong look of joy. In this cold and snow-covered night, they showed a long-lost look of joy.