Hearing this, Su Chen did not hesitate and took Xiao Ding and Uncle Quan with him.
Follow Mr. Geng forward.
Just like that, I followed the ceremonial soldiers and followed them into a hall. Because Mr. Geng had already applied for it, the urn of the old squad leader was specially taken out and waited for Mr. Geng to personally accept it.
In the bright hall, there was already a female soldier wearing a cool military uniform, with her chest raised and her head raised, holding the squad leader's urn in her hands, waiting.
Seeing Su Chen and others, he looked at the old-fashioned military uniform worn by Mr. Geng.
He recognized it immediately.
He hurriedly took two steps forward, his voice clear and clear:
"Hello, are you Mr. Geng who is here to pick up soldier Zhao Wenyao?"
"Yes! It's me, Zhao Wenyao is my monitor!"
Geng Lao looked startled, nodded quickly and said.
He glanced at the urn in her hand and realized that the urn in her hand was the monitor's remains.
Hearing Elder Geng's affirmation, the female soldier's face straightened, and she respectfully offered Zhao Wenyao's ashes with both hands!
The urn covered with red silk looked extremely precious at this moment.
Facing this small box, Mr. Geng took the urn with some trembling. His wrinkled old hands caressed the urn inch by inch. It seemed that the appearance of the former squad leader came to mind again, and it was still the same.
of clarity.
There seems to be still his resolute voice in my mind.
Calling his name.
Suddenly, tears stained the old man's eyes red.
One tear after another, tears flowed down uncontrollably.
His dry lips trembled, and he spoke with great effort, using up all his strength, all the years of waiting for news, and all the faith to survive that carried the old monitor, and said in a hoarse and trembling voice:
"Squad leader, we...are going home!"
A plain and calm word, accompanied by a hoarse and unclear voice.
But it was like a bomb, wildly bombarding the hearts of everyone present.
Su Chen trembled all over, feeling the hairs all over his body stand up, and his face became more solemn.
Uncle Quan, Xiao Ding, and Geng Lao's granddaughter all couldn't help but shed tears.
The female soldier saluted with a solemn look on her face!
The reddish eyes concealed her moved side.
But give him the greatest respect!
Every veteran who participates in the war is a hero!
They have contributed to this country and to everyone in the Dragon Kingdom, so they are their seniors, role models, and the greatest beings in their hearts.
Holding the squad leader's ashes in his hands, Mr. Geng was trembling all over and clenching his teeth tightly.
Let the tears streak across the rough face.
Memories kept rushing into my mind like a defense was broken. The tragic scene of the squad leader's sacrifice was still vivid in my mind. The expectant eyes of the old mother guarding the door...
Thinking of these, he just carried the ashes.
Walking towards the door step by step.
After many years, the squad leader finally returned home!
Although their old mother has died, she is still waiting for her children to come back!
After walking out of the airport, Mr. Geng endured the nostalgia and grief in his heart. His rough fingers rubbed the urn inch by inch, as if he could touch the body of the former squad leader, as if he was standing in front of him at this moment.
Reluctantly, he handed over the urn in his hand and presented it to Su Chen:
"The ashes of my squad leader will be left to you. He doesn't like to make big things happen, so we can keep it simple!"
"I was on the battlefield and didn't have the chance to give him a ride. Now I'm holding a funeral for him and giving him a good ride!"
...
He talks a lot and gets wet with tears.
Without saying much, the urn was handed over to Su Chen and his party.
After explaining some things, Mr. Geng left with his rickety body.
Looking at his leaving figure, with the support of his granddaughter, he seemed to have become more vicissitudes of life.
Veterans will only wither away if they don't die.
Su Chen turned around and looked at Uncle Quan and Xiao Ding. Both of them had solemn expressions on their faces. It was easy to see from their moist eyes that they were both moved by what happened to Geng Lao and at the same time they were also moved by the relationship between Geng Lao and his squad leader.
I was moved by the deep friendship between them.
"Uncle Quan, Xiao Ding. These are the ashes of the hero Zhao Wenyao, and they are left to you."
"Sure! Don't worry, we know what's going on!"
Uncle Quan nodded and took it with both hands.
Not a trace of disrespect.
Even though they had to work overtime tonight to prepare for the funeral, they didn't have any dissatisfaction.
In fact, he is very much looking forward to devoting his strength to such an existence.
Xiao Ding went to drive, taking Uncle Quan and the urn with him.
We have to rush to the appointed time tomorrow to prepare for the funeral. After all, time is tight this time. Mr. Geng doesn’t want the squad leader’s ashes to scatter any more. For these heroes.
They have been wandering in a foreign land for too long, and returning their souls to their homeland as soon as possible is the best resettlement for them.
It is also the greatest respect.
After they left, Su Chen discovered that the other urns would all be in the hands of the army.
They will also place the ashes in the Martyrs Cemetery tomorrow.
During the pick-up process.
Su Chen discovered that the names of many soldiers could not be left behind, and many urns had no names on them.
Even though they knew that their efforts might not even get a name publicized, they still did such a brave thing. They deserved to be heroes. The weight of this word is too strong!
After looking solemnly in the direction of the airport, Su Chen walked towards his car.
Now, I have to prepare to cash out the 500,000 package and prepare for the Kou Culture Street event tomorrow.
...
The car drove away.
Before I got home, some reporting sounds suddenly came out from the in-car news that had been playing unintentionally:
"It's an honor to insert this news on this channel: Just today, our heroes in a foreign country returned home! After many years, the army sent soldiers to pick up their bodies in a heroic manner. Tomorrow, they will be in
The Martyrs Cemetery buries heroes!
I am very honored that there are such heroes in our city! Our country is protected by these heroes!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It seems that the news at the airport has spread.
With thousands of years of history, this great nation and country has always been well protected by these heroes who sacrificed their lives to protect the country!
Su Chen smiled happily, without them, where would the Dragon Kingdom be today?
Not everyone has this consciousness of being willing to take shelter for future generations.
Or at the cost of life.
Even so, do those beings who admire foreign things still look down upon them?
Forget it, let them see the pride of our Dragon Kingdom tomorrow!
An ancient inheritance from one of the origins of civilization, but how can their crooked fruits compete with it?
...
After receiving the ashes of squad leader Zhao Wenyao, her granddaughter found that her grandfather was not too relaxed:
"Grandpa, do you have anything else on your mind?"
For Grandpa, this seems to be his biggest obsession over the years. What other bad things can make the old man frown?
Sitting in the car, the old man's frown never relaxed for a moment.
I originally thought that after receiving the ashes of that grandpa, grandpa would be happier and feel more relaxed.
Unexpectedly, his mind was still so heavy.
Listening to his granddaughter's voice, Mr. Geng came back to his senses slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared on his weathered face:
"We worked so hard back then to drive away those scum. Unexpectedly, many years later, when the squad leader went through all kinds of difficulties to take the ashes home, there would still be members of our own family wearing the clothes of those scum countries, singing and dancing, and showing off the ashes of other countries.
Culture, won’t their hearts feel pain?
Or is it that everything we once had has changed?
is it my fault?"
The old man asked from the bottom of his heart, without any anger.
It was completely the suspicion deep in my heart. Seeing those people enjoying the culture of the hostile country so happily, the hatred of killing their fathers and enemies and massacring their compatriots seemed so insignificant. The flames of war roared and countless soldiers fought desperately to regain the land.
The place is being treated this way by them at this moment.
Is it their problem, or is it my own failure to keep up with this era?
There was a deep sigh in his voice.
"Grandpa, don't think too much! They just have no conscience!"
The granddaughter glanced at her grandfather with some distress, then returned her gaze to the front, and comforted her grandfather while driving.
For the old man to ask such a question, it can be seen that he is really sad.
Hear the words.
Mr. Geng did not reply to her words, and turned his attention to the scenery outside the car window.
Thinking of what he was going to do with Su Chen in Kou Culture Street tomorrow, he had some expectations and some hesitations in his heart. Xiao Ding, the faces of these two people were solemn, and it was not difficult to see from their moist eyes that they both
I was moved by what happened to Mr. Geng, and at the same time, I was also moved by the deep friendship between Mr. Geng and his squad leader.
"Uncle Quan, Xiao Ding. These are the ashes of the hero Zhao Wenyao, and they are left to you."
"Sure! Don't worry, we know what's going on!"
Uncle Quan nodded and took it with both hands.
Not a trace of disrespect.
Even though they had to work overtime tonight to prepare for the funeral, they didn't have any dissatisfaction.
In fact, he is very much looking forward to devoting his strength to such an existence.
Xiao Ding went to drive, taking Uncle Quan and the urn with him.
We have to rush to the appointed time tomorrow to prepare for the funeral. After all, time is tight this time. Mr. Geng doesn’t want the squad leader’s ashes to scatter any more. For these heroes.
They have been wandering in a foreign land for too long, and returning their souls to their homeland as soon as possible is the best resettlement for them.
It is also the greatest respect.
After they left, Su Chen discovered that the other urns would all be in the hands of the army.
They will also place the ashes in the Martyrs Cemetery tomorrow.
During the pick-up process.
Su Chen discovered that the names of many soldiers could not be left behind, and many urns had no names on them.
Even though they knew that their efforts might not even get a name publicized, they still did such a brave thing. They deserved to be heroes. The weight of this word is too strong!
After looking solemnly in the direction of the airport, Su Chen walked towards his car.
Now, I have to prepare to cash out the 500,000 package and prepare for the Kou Culture Street event tomorrow.
...
The car drove away.
Before I got home, some reporting sounds suddenly came out from the in-car news that had been playing unintentionally:
"It's an honor to insert this news on this channel: Just today, our heroes in a foreign country returned home! After many years, the army sent soldiers to pick up their bodies in a heroic manner. Tomorrow, they will be in
The Martyrs Cemetery buries heroes!
I am very honored that there are such heroes in our city! Our country is protected by these heroes!"
It seems that the news at the airport has spread.
With thousands of years of history, this great nation and country has always been well protected by these heroes who sacrificed their lives to protect the country!
Su Chen smiled happily, without them, where would the Dragon Kingdom be today?
Not everyone has this consciousness of being willing to take shelter for future generations.
Or at the cost of life.
Even so, do those beings who admire foreign things still look down upon them?
Forget it, let them see the pride of our Dragon Kingdom tomorrow!
An ancient inheritance from one of the origins of civilization, but how can their crooked fruits compete with it?
...
After receiving the ashes of squad leader Zhao Wenyao, her granddaughter found that her grandfather was not too relaxed:
"Grandpa, do you have anything else on your mind?"
For Grandpa, this seems to be his biggest obsession over the years. What other bad things can make the old man frown?
Sitting in the car, the old man's frown never relaxed for a moment.
I originally thought that after receiving the ashes of that grandpa, grandpa would be happier and feel more relaxed.
Unexpectedly, his mind was still so heavy.
Listening to his granddaughter's voice, Mr. Geng came back to his senses slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared on his weathered face:
"We worked so hard back then to drive away those scum. Unexpectedly, many years later, when the squad leader went through all kinds of difficulties to take the ashes home, there would still be members of our own family wearing the clothes of those scum countries, singing and dancing, and showing off the ashes of other countries.
Culture, won’t their hearts feel pain?
Or is it that everything we once had has changed?
is it my fault?"
The old man asked from the bottom of his heart, without any anger.
It was completely the suspicion deep in my heart. Seeing those people enjoying the culture of the hostile country so happily, the hatred of killing their fathers and enemies and massacring their compatriots seemed so insignificant. The flames of war roared and countless soldiers fought desperately to regain the land.
The place is being treated this way by them at this moment.
Is it their problem, or is it my own failure to keep up with this era?
There was a deep sigh in his voice.
"Grandpa, don't think too much! They just have no conscience!"
The granddaughter glanced at her grandfather with some distress, then returned her gaze to the front, and comforted her grandfather while driving.
For the old man to ask such a question, it can be seen that he is really sad.
Hear the words.
Mr. Geng did not reply to her words, and turned his attention to the scenery outside the car window.
Thinking of what he was going to do with Su Chen in Kou Culture Street tomorrow, he had some expectations and some hesitations in his heart.