Babaoshan Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery, located in Shijingshan District, Beijing, east of Babaoshan, is the most famous and highest-standard garden-style cemetery in my country. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was rebuilt on the basis of the Huguo Temple in the Ming Dynasty. Many revolutionary greats were buried here after their deaths.
The entire cemetery is solemn and solemn, surrounded by green pines and cypresses.
The placement of cemeteries or ashes is mainly determined according to the political level of the deceased. The land for the tomb is also divided into three levels according to the cadre level. The order and area are strictly regulated.
The third area is used for the burial of martyrs who have made special contributions to the revolution.
Wang Bo held flowers in his hands and followed Shen Junshan silently, as if there was a power calling him from somewhere...
That power was very warm and kind...Wang Bo didn't know why, but that feeling was getting stronger and stronger, and there were even tears in his eyes.
There is a group of white pigeons flying across the blue sky, and the pigeon whistle is "long" wandering among the white clouds.
"Here we are, that's it! Lao Wang, Lao Jiang, guys, I, Lao Shen, am here to see you!" Shen Junshan said.
On the monument in front of him is a photo of a middle-aged man who looks similar to Wang Bo, but is a little older.
"My child, Lao Tao and I have investigated your situation. Although there are no results, we all agree and feel that you must be our old friend... My child... you have the blood of martyrs flowing in your body. Ah!!" Shen Junshan divided the old wine and offerings in his hands into two parts and placed them on the altar table. He turned and looked at Wang Bo. "Your appearance, your personality, and even the way you talk and act are very similar to him, almost. It was picked out by one person!!"
At that moment, Wang Bo himself didn't know why, and he had no consciousness, and tears burst out of his eyes.
"Is this my father?" Wang Bo put down the flowers in his hand and stepped forward to touch the photo with the same face as his, his voice was a little hoarse.
"This...should be!!" Shen Junshan said with certainty.
Wang Bo knelt down without hesitation. He felt that the people in the grave in front of him must be his relatives.
The feeling of blood being thicker than water is very real and solemn.
"Haha... Okay, okay! I didn't expect that the son born to you, Old Wang, would be as good as you! It's not fair, it's not fair!!" Shen Junshan pointed at the tombstone and cursed.
Wang Bo respectfully kowtowed to his father three times, then carefully poured a few glasses of wine to toast to his father.
Shen Junshan watched quietly. After a long time, he placed the remaining offerings in front of the adjacent tomb.
"What!!! What's going on!!" Wang Bo glanced casually and saw the tombstone of "uncle" next to his father's tombstone!!!
"Do you know him??" Shen Junshan was shocked and almost spilled the wine in his glass.
"He...is he his father's comrade-in-arms?" Wang Bo looked at Shen Junshan seriously.
"Yes...we were all close friends, but both Lao Jiang and your father died in an operation eighteen years ago!!"
"What?? How is it possible!! Uncle Shen, are you sure he is really buried in this tomb?" Wang Bo was naturally surprised. His uncle had taught him for so many years and was buried by himself. How could he still appear here? ..Of course I will never mistake my uncle’s photo..How can there be so many people in this world who look exactly the same!!
"Well... when we arrived later, there was a big explosion, so... this is just Lao Jiang's tomb, but... how did you know him?" Shen Junshan was incredible at Wang Bo's performance. , you know, eighteen years ago, Wang Bo was just a bigger kid.
"Haha..." Wang Bo smiled, walked to the grave of "uncle" and kowtowed three times. He said secretly...Uncle, you are my father's comrade in life and death, and my father's good brother!!!... You have taught me for so many years, and you really have good intentions.
Wang Bo silently walked behind the two tombstones, waving dark blue and wrote respectively: "Yours sincerely, your son Wang Bo!" "Yours sincerely, your adopted son Wang Bo!"
Shen Junshan walked behind the tombstone, lowered his head and saw the two lines of inscriptions, and his expression froze in surprise. He raised his head after a long time and said: "What on earth is going on? You, how do you know Lao Jiang? How on earth do you know Lao Jiang?" What’s going on?”
He completely forgot to ask how Wang Bo was able to carve words on the stone tablet.
"Okay, Uncle Shen, tell me the story of my father and...my adoptive father! How did they sacrifice themselves?!" Wang Bo slowly calmed down, wiped away his tears, and looked at him with pride. , a kind of relief... Although he was still very excited in his heart, he understood that the long lost years were gone. If possible, what should be done for the two fathers... now the only thing is to be more determined!!
"Your foster father?... This..." Shen Junshan took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay! Let's go back and talk while walking!"
Shen Junshan was even more shocked than Wang Bo! I really can’t explain how Lao Jiang, who died eighteen years ago, knew Wang Bo! Didn’t the explosion kill Lao Jiang?
Could it be that... Lao Jiang was not dead! Lao Jiang's body was indeed not found at that time. Could it be that everyone mistakenly thought that he was killed by the bomb!?
Shen Junshan's thoughts couldn't help but go back to the passionate era in the past.
Shen Junshan, Tao Zexu, Lao Wang, and Lao Jiang were all comrades-in-arms and brothers in life and death who fought bloody battles for many years.
Lao Wang and Lao Jiang were among the military industrial personnel sent by our country to assist in building factories in Pakistan eighteen years ago.
It lasts for one year, and the task is to help build an artillery shell factory hidden in the mountains.
Eighteen years ago, Pakistan was very barren. The factory was located in the mountainous area of central and eastern Pakistan, close to the Indian desert. The environment was quite difficult!!
Geographically, Pakistan borders Afghanistan and Iran to the west, and India and Kashmir to the east. There are Pakistani-controlled areas and Indian-controlled areas in the north and south of Kashmir.
In the Sino-Indian border war in 1962, we fought brilliantly, which can almost be described as devastating... We defeated Ah San, the so-called "leader of the Non-Aligned Movement" who was armed to the teeth by the United States and the Soviet Union, and showed his true colors.
But Asan's navy is quite powerful, and there is almost no one who can compete with it in the Indian Ocean!
Therefore, if Asan's navy attacks our oil tankers traveling to and from the Persian Gulf, our losses will be quite serious.
As we all know, the relationship between India and the United States is ambiguous. Asan's media has more than once discussed the "crisis-like military power comparison between China and India" and even imagined that India will be attacked in a certain year and day in the future. In terms of military expenditures, the Air Force has the number of fighter sorties , the number of naval ships, etc. are used to compare the military strength of both sides.
It was under the circumstances at that time that Wang Bo's father, Lao Jiang and others were ordered to enter Pakistan!!
The energy in the Persian Gulf attracts the United States, and it seems that the United States thinks it is threatened. Therefore, at the instigation of the United States, India's top-secret military exercise codenamed "Holy War Formation" was launched in the Indian desert.
There was almost no preparation time for the military exercise, and it was launched with lightning speed. A formation composed of several aircraft crossed the border and ruthlessly bombed the newly established artillery shell factory.
When Shen Junshan and others arrived after hearing the news, the factory area had been bombed into ruins, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was everywhere. The scene was tragic!
Shen Junshan, Tao Zexu and others were so angry that their eyes turned red! Those who died recklessly were all their brothers of life and death!!! After Shen Junshan and others discussed it, they actually led a small team to force the crossing Desert, straight to the territory of India, after finding and blowing up the air force base, despite going through a lot of hardships, but returned safely!!
"Is it over?" Wang Bo waited for the next step, but Shen Junshan stopped talking.
"It's over! That's it! After that, we returned to the motherland with the remains of your father and others!" Shen Junshan leaned on the seat of the car, recalling that war-torn era.
"Then who was the instigator of the sneak attack?" The so-called military exercise? It would be more appropriate to say it was a sneak attack.
"I don't know, how could information in those days be as advanced as it is now! When we rushed there, it was already two days after the incident!! But according to our guess, it should be the United States!!" Shen Junshan also felt regretful. Otherwise, it would have been For his character, revenge is a must. Nothing else is important!!
"Where is my mother? Is she still there?" Wang Bo said calmly.
"No more, you died in the second year after you were born!!" Shen Junshan just met Wang Bo again. He really didn't expect that a young man in his twenties could face his life experience like this. .. Such calmness, as if nothing could knock him down... Shen Junshan couldn't help but think of Wang Bo's extraordinary skills...
"Okay, I get it! By the way, Uncle Shen, I have some money and plan to set up a fund in the name of my father and adoptive father, for charity, student aid, anything! As long as it can help people in need!" Can you help me contact you? I am only responsible for paying, and I don’t care about anything else. But I want to see that this money needs to be managed by a good team, and I want to use the money wisely!!" Wang Bo Finally, I thought of the use of the funds left to me by my "uncle"... no, I should now call my "adopted father"!! I can no longer let them lie in a Swiss bank, wasting high commissions in vain.
"You want to donate money? Didn't you just set up a company?"
"This is not that money! Anyway, Uncle Shen, just help me! I want this money to have a good destination!!"
"Establishing a charity fund? This is a good thing. I can help you contact them, but how much money do you have? This is not a trivial matter!!"
"Well, if possible, I can also agree to use this money for investment and financial management, but there is only one purpose, that is, I am not for profit, I just want to serve the disadvantaged and need help free of charge!! There are probably hundreds of millions. RMB!!”
"How much?...A few, hundreds of millions?! Okay!! Okay!! I've decided this matter!!"
