On the day when Gong Liangjun and his wife finished their vacation and headed back to Yunnan, Gong Xue took the initiative to come to them and say goodbye.
She asked her father if the agreement to change jobs counted.
Gong Liangjun nodded solemnly and replied, "It counts."
She smiled sweetly.
For the first time in more than twenty days, she took the initiative to snuggle into Gong Liangjun's arms and called "Daddy..."
Gong Liangjun felt very happy at that moment, and he continued to return home with his wife with this feeling of satisfaction. His wife said with a grudge, Xiaoxue is closer to you than to me as a mother...
Gong Liangjun said proudly, of course, his Xiaoxue is the tenderest piece of meat on his heart, and no one can steal it.
The wife shook her head and laughed that he was a fool. How could any father describe his daughter like this?
Gong Liangjun laughed loudly and said that he would never be able to pamper her enough for the rest of his life.
My wife also laughed.
Later, when packing her luggage on the train, Xiaoxue's mother took out a tightly sealed package and asked her husband in confusion if he knew about Xiaoxue's contact with Gao Yuan. This package was sent by Xiaoxue this morning and asked her to hand it over to
Of the plateau.
Gong Liangjun's impression of the plateau was beyond people's imagination.
He admired Gao Yuan's unique and charming military temperament, which was innate and superior to other soldiers. He once met Gao Yuan's brother Gao Lie in the field hospital.
Brothers of the same age are almost as if they were carved from the same mold. They are extremely similar. Especially the same deep and deep eyes always make people feel in awe.
He waved his hand nonchalantly, "I know about this. Gao Yuan often helps me with Xiaoxue's ideological work, and the effect is quite good. You don't have to worry too much."
Xiaoxue's mother pressed the thing in the package. It was soft, and she didn't know what it was. She vaguely noticed something strange, but her husband's words temporarily dispelled her worries. After all, according to the ethical hierarchy, Gao Yuan is Xiaoxue's uncle.
Moreover, she also admires Gao Yuan's personality and quality.
As long as it helps her daughter's growth, she doesn't mind that Gao Yuan has contact with her daughter in private.
At night in southern Xinjiang, everything is silent.
The mountains and valleys along the border were dark, with only the stars twinkling lonely in the sky. But at this moment, the special forces base hidden deep in the jungle valley was brightly lit.
The extraordinarily large officers and soldiers, who had not had a good sleep in many days, were giving mission briefings in the conference room.
During this combat mission, two soldiers unfortunately died. They were both fellow villagers of Wang Feng, one was 24 years old and the other was 24 years old. They were the mainstay of the family.
Wang Feng did not attend this briefing.
After the meeting, Gao Yuan did not go back to his dormitory, but went to a high ground in the base.
Calling it a highland is a bit exaggerated, because it is just a hill several tens of meters high. Because poisonous insects are often infested, very few people visit here.
Exposed late at night, his military pants quickly became half wet and stuck to his legs, occasionally making a snapping sound.
From the lighted place at the foot of the mountain, bursts of sad music could be heard. Gao Yuan listened carefully and recognized that it was a folk song from Wang Feng's hometown.
They are paying tribute to the martyrs in their own way.
Those days filled with the smell of gunfire and smoke; those deep and closed jungles; those heroic souls left in a foreign land, as well as those tears and pain swallowed in the stomach, all merged into the dark night with the slow and low sound of the piano.
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A gust of mountain wind blew by, the moon appeared, and Gao Yuan saw a lonely figure sitting under the dancing tree on the top of the mountain.