The next few days were very calm. Sisi's condition was not as serious as everyone thought. It was just like what Director Li said. Mood has a great influence on the condition. Sisi's mood stabilized, and her body followed suit.
After things stabilized, all the indicators of the heart were within control. But during the fire, because Shiqi protected her very well and was not seriously injured, the little girl's spirit improved a lot in a few days.
During the days in the hospital, Ye Xingchen stayed close to him. Although Lou Xi was busy in the army, he still came to the hospital whenever he had time. Seventeen even wanted to skip school and ran to the hospital as soon as class was over. The whole family was bustling, even though
It's a ward, but it feels like home.
Kong Man also stayed in the hospital day and night, but she spent most of her time in the corridor. Firstly, she was afraid that Sisi's mood would fluctuate after seeing her, and secondly, she really felt that she couldn't fit in with that family of four.
As Sisi's biological mother, she wanted to do something for her daughter, but here, she found that she could not help. Ye Xingchen took care of Sisi's daily life single-handedly and did it perfectly. Compared to her
This biological mother, Ye Xingchen is more than ten thousand times stronger than her.
On the one hand, she was praying, hoping that Sisi would get well soon and be discharged from the hospital, but on the other hand, she was very scared. After Sisi was discharged from the hospital and returned home, it might be difficult for her to see her again in the future.
Day after day, Sisi was finally discharged from the hospital.
This day happened to be the weekend, and the sky was a little hazy.
Ye Xingchen completed the discharge procedures, and Lou Xi carried her luggage. Although Sisi was able to walk on her own, Shi Qi still seemed worried and supported her carefully.
At the door of the ward, Kong Man was in a very awkward and helpless situation.
Sisi lowered her head and said nothing, so Ye Xingchen had no choice but to speak on his behalf and said to Kong Man, "We want to go to the cemetery first, you can come too."
Kong Man's heart suddenly tightened and he nodded stiffly.
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Martyrs.
It was not a special day, and it was early, so there were not many people at the cemetery, and only a few people came to pay homage.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the white-haired tombkeeper, who has been getting up early in the morning for decades, taking a broom and sweeping the floor.
The old man was a deaf-mute and never talked to others. People said that his ears were damaged by enemy artillery fire on the battlefield.
The old man is a veteran. He has made outstanding achievements after returning in triumph, but no one can tell that he is an old general. Here, he is just an ordinary tomb-keeper, serving for the dead comrades before and behind him.
Service, for all those who have served this country and sacrificed their lives.
Lou Xi knew the old man, so when he passed by him, he raised his right hand and saluted the old man.
Shi Qi also followed suit. Although he was not a soldier yet, his military salute posture was very standard.
The old man held the broom and turned his back to them without noticing. Lou Xi and Qi Shi did not speak. Everything here was silent but sacred.
Behind them, Ye Xingchen and Sisi had red eyes, and Kong Man almost cried. Soldiers are great, and military families are even greater, but not everyone can bear such a heavy weight. She just
Couldn't do it.
The weather was a bit cool in the morning and the wind was howling. Lou Xi led the way and the group arrived at Chen Zhou's tomb.
Ye Xingchen let go of Sisi's hand, and the little girl knelt down subconsciously. She was holding white flowers in her hands. Two lines of hot tears instantly appeared on her plain little face. Her lips trembled, but she didn't know how to call someone.
"Call me father." Lou Xi's voice was extremely heavy, and his sadness was palpable.
Father and dad, in a sense, are actually different.
Father, a respectful title, is an identity that belongs to Chen Zhou. For Sisi, it represents filial piety and respect.
Dad is his identity, and for Sisi, his duty is to give her more love and affection.
"Father..." Sisi kowtowed to the tombstone three times. When she raised her head, her forehead was red and her eyes were red.
Everyone's heart felt sour and warm.
Sisi had just recovered from a serious illness. She was wearing thin clothes and could not kneel for too long. Shiqi helped her get up, but the little girl was obviously reluctant to let go. Shiqi looked at the scars on her legs, one of which was bitten by a snake.
There are traces on the other leg where it was stabbed by glass last time. It was all his fault!
Although he had regretted what he had done a long time ago, the guilt at this moment was unprecedentedly deep. After he helped Sisi up, he knelt down with a plop and said to the tombstone, "Uncle Chen, I'm sorry.
The injury on Sisi's leg was all caused by me. I apologize to you. It's all my fault. I will make it up to her in the future!"
Seventeen has never bowed his head and apologized to others easily since he was a child. Now in front of so many people, he said these words with complete sincerity. Ye Xingchen and Lou Xi were both very pleased, and Sisi couldn't help but laugh.
Pulling his sleeve, he said, she felt awkward.
Kong Man's face was full of emotions. Shi Qi was just a child, but she still knew how to say sorry to Chen Zhou. And she should say more than a million sorrys?
"I want to talk to Chen Zhou alone for a while." She turned to the others and said.
Lou Xi nodded, Ye Xingchen pulled Qi Qi up, took Si Si's hand, and walked away together.
Sisi turned around and walked more than ten meters when she heard a crying female voice behind her, "Chen Zhou, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of our daughter..."
The cries gradually trembled and scattered in the wind.
After a while, Lou Xi and Ye Xingchen, along with Qi Qi and Si Si, left the cemetery together. After exiting the door, the car turned left.
Kong Man knelt in front of the tombstone for a long time, until his knees went numb, then he staggered up and turned right.
Everything disappears.
The rest of her life, every day of her life, will be spent in missing her. The only thing she can do is to pray and bless her, hoping that her daughter will be safe and happy throughout her life.
In this solemn cemetery of martyrs, no matter how big or small the love is, they are insignificant. The only thing that is eternal is the never-changing military soul that the tomb-keepers are waiting for.