On the morning of the second day after going to the Qin family for a banquet, Wei Ran, who had just arrived at the Xiaoyanglou in Jinmen with sisters Suisui, Katenka and others, received another phone invitation from Secretary Bai - a martyr for Li Zhuang.
The tomb has been built, and the memorial ceremony is scheduled for the special day of September 18th, two days later.
After chatting and setting up a time to meet, Wei Ran hung up the phone and turned to look at Suisui, who was busy watering flowers and pruning branches with the girls.
Without even speaking a word, the latter made an OK gesture and took the initiative to take care of things like booking air tickets.
Picking up the brush again, Wei Ran carefully cleaned the glass medicine jar that he had replaced with a "metal book" from the old cave dwelling.
At this point, he was really grateful for the metal book.
When the medicine jar was first dug out, all the contents inside had turned into debris mixed with sand and soil. In addition, there was a dead rat that had turned into dry matter.
If there were no metal book, then the film and party application form originally stored in it would never come back to the world - that would be a huge regret that people will never let go of.
Carefully wiping the medicine jar inside and out with alcohol again, Wei Ran, who was sitting on the steps, waited patiently for it to be dried by the bright sunshine, and then took out a specially customized black jar from the express box next to him.
Screw on the plastic lid and try it.
Seeing that the lid didn't close at all, he picked up the second and third ones and matched them one by one.
Fortunately, when I saw that I had tried half of the lids in the express box, I finally found one that could be screwed on tightly.
Smiling with satisfaction, Wei Ran stood up and walked into the villa behind him, opened the briefcase placed casually on the table, put on a pair of silk gloves, and took out a stack of 27 photos and a wooden photo frame from the bag.
Those 27 photos were gifts sent to him by Secretary Bai, and they were also the main reason why he came here specially today.
And what was in that photo frame was the photo that the metal book had given him, a photo of the little lama and Nurse Ji "Beside the Calabash River".
After looking through these old photos that he was extremely familiar with one by one, he was satisfied and stuffed the 27 photos sent by Secretary Bai into the medicine jar that had just been washed, and threw in two extra packs of desiccant, tightening them while
I walked up to the second floor with the lid I had just put on, walked into the darkroom, and placed it next to the double-sided camouflage bunny hat.
Finally, the framed "Calabash River" was placed on the old table facing the window. Wei Ran sat on the chair and sighed with satisfaction, and a box cannon appeared in his hand.
Gently pulling the head of the engine to load a bullet, he raised the gun and took aim outside the curtained window, then sighed and put the box gun back into the metal book.
He had been looking forward to the opportunity to get a box cannon, but now that he actually got it, he didn't feel as satisfied as he wanted.
If there were any exchanges, he would rather trade this gun and that pick for the survival of Squad Leader Liu, Li Zhuang and Nurse Ji, or even if any one of them survives.
Or maybe it just gives the little lama a chance to see Nurse Ji again in his long remaining life and longing for her.
"Click"
Wei Ran took out his lighter and lit a cigarette with a tortoise shell holder, put his feet on the table, and spent his own moment of tranquility comfortably.
Early the next morning, Wei Ran rushed to the airport with sisters Suisui and Katenka, as well as Marta and Lu Xinda, and boarded a direct flight early.
"Why are you taking them with you?"
While waiting for the plane to take off, Wei Ran whispered into Suisui's ear. At this time, Marta was sitting next to her and Suisui was sitting by the window. On the contrary, he, the "big boss", was sitting next to her.
middle position.
Not only was this position not comfortable enough, but there was a beautiful girl on the left, a beautiful girl on the right, and three other beautiful girls sitting in front of them, especially the twins who squeezed Lu Xinda in the middle.
This was a bit too conspicuous. He and the Katenka sisters in the front row had just noticed more than once that other passengers around them and even the stewardess taking a break from their busy schedule were secretly filming them.
"I'm not bringing Kamei and the others with me. Can you help me with the work?" Suisui asked in a low voice against his ear.
"What's going on with Marta and Cinda?"
Wei Ran asked unwillingly. He highly suspected that this girl did it on purpose, to confirm his "good reputation" as a "whole-spinner."
"The two of them accompanied my parents and your parents on a trip to the south two days ago, and they helped a lot in purchasing samples."
Suisui said matter-of-factly, "This time I just took them out for two days to let them rest. Do you have any objections?"
Although Suisui obviously didn't tell the truth, the excuse she gave was reasonable enough, so naturally Wei Ran could only express that he had no objection.
After a moment of waiting, the flight took off smoothly and landed smoothly at the destination airport after a short flight of more than three hours.
When he and Suisui walked out of the airport with four other girls, they immediately saw Secretary Bai waiting in front of them in casual clothes.
"Please come to pick me up at the airport in person." Wei Ran quickly took two steps and shook hands with the smiling Secretary Bai.
"You are my invited guest, of course I will come to pick you up." Secretary Bai was as easygoing as ever.
Declining the other party's offer to help him push his luggage, Wei Ran followed him out and briefly introduced the girls headed by Suisui.
After getting to know each other, Secretary Bai led a group of them out of the airport pick-up hall to the parking lot, and got into a semi-new domestic SUV.
Taking the initiative to take over the driving job, Wei Ran waited for Secretary Bai to sit firmly in the passenger seat and fasten the seat belt, then put down the handbrake, and under the guidance of the navigation system, drove everyone away from the airport.
Along the way, Secretary Bai also took the initiative to chat about their search for Li Zhuang's grave, about Sister Juan and her family, as well as the people in their town's selfless help in this matter, and about the reason why they were able to find Li Zhuang's grave here.
The tomb of the martyrs was repaired in less than a week, with strong support from all walks of life.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wei Ran can hear the pride and pride in the words of this secretary who is almost the same age as his father, and he can also hear the no-nonsense
Adulterated sincerity.
"And one more thing"
Just when Wei Ran was secretly distracted, Secretary Bai started a new topic, "This matter has something to do with Yao Juanjuan."
"Sister Juan?" Wei Ran came back to his senses and asked with a smile, "Won't she find something in her old cave again?"
"That's not true"
Secretary Bai shook his head with a smile and explained in a calm tone, "The cemetery of Martyr Li Zhuang is in the ration field of the Yao family. In order to build the cemetery of Martyr Li Zhuang, I occupied two wolfberry fields of his family. I will
I asked Sange Yao how he hoped the county would compensate them.
Neither Yao Sange nor his son Dajun asked for compensation, but Yao Juanjuan asked me to help her with something. Wei Ran, guess what she asked for?"
When he said this, Secretary Bai couldn't help but reveal a slightly helpless smile on his face.
"Isn't it because she wants you to arrange a blind date for her?" Wei Ran asked jokingly.
"That's not true. Sister Juan is much more enlightened than you."
Secretary Bai teased Wei Ran a little, and then explained, "Sister Juan has a girl, do you know?"
"I know." Wei Ran nodded, "If I remember correctly, it seems to be called Lingxi?"
"Yes, Yao Lingxi."
Secretary Bai said, "This child has just entered fifth grade and is studying in a boarding school in our county. He is a top student with extremely good grades."
"It seems that this matter has something to do with Sister Juan's girl?"
"related?"
Secretary Bai smiled and said, "Sister Juan asked me to make it easier for her. She wants to change her family's surname to Lingxi."
"Change your last name?"
"Change your surname to Li"
Secretary Bai said with emotion, "Our place has always been poor, and decades ago we had the habit of offering sacrifices to the Red Army soldiers buried in their own graveyards.
The common people are simple and feel that they cannot let the Red Army have no descendants. They also take it for granted that if their children are worshiped by the Red Army, the Red Army will protect the child and the child will be able to support him with fewer obstacles in the future.
Sister Juan thought the same way. She said that she had long since given up the idea of remarrying. She and her daughter were in sync, and they didn't have to worry about the task of continuing the Yao family lineage.
It would be better to sacrifice Lingxi to Martyr Li Zhuang. At least it will give Martyr Li Zhuang descendants. During the new year and festivals, there will always be descendants who will burn paper and kowtow to him."
Having said this, Secretary Bai looked out the window, "I asked Yao Sange and his wife, and also asked his son Dajun and his wife. They all support Sister Juan's idea. I also asked the girl named Lingxi, you
Guess what she said?"
"What should I say?" Wei Ran suppressed the soreness in his throat and asked hoarsely.
There was a deep smile and undisguised admiration in Secretary Bai's tone, "That girl is incredible. She said she was willing a hundred times, but she was worried that her academic performance was not good enough, and she was afraid that she would discredit Grandpa the martyr in the future.
Woolen cloth."
"The results of it?"
Wei Ran asked with the same unconcealable smile, "Have you given her this convenient way?"
"I have been working since I was 23 years old. This is the first time in my life that I have used my position to help someone through the back door. But I feel that I have benefited from this."
Secretary Bai said with emotion, "I told Sister Juan at that time that she could change it by following the normal process. What did she say? She said she was afraid of not being able to make it in time. She was afraid that on the day when the tomb of the martyrs was built, there wouldn't even be a descendant lighting incense and pouring wine.
nothing."
"So that child's name is Li Lingxi now?" Wei Ran murmured to himself.
"Yes, my name is Li Lingxi."
Secretary Bai nodded and murmured to himself, "Li Lingxi, Li Lingxi, this kid must be a qualified successor."
"Definitely is"
Wei Ran murmured in agreement, but his mind inexplicably wandered to another question.
What kind of shit-eating kid was the one who unequivocally labeled Sister Juan and her generation such a vicious label as the "Beat Generation"?
It seems now that the generation of Little Lama, Li Zhuang, Zhang Erwa, and Nurse Ji did not collapse, and Sister Juan's generation did not collapse, and today's Lingxi generation of children will also not collapse.
