Song Hui and Wang Ru were very kind to Ye Junlang and did not treat Ye Junlang as an outsider. They greeted Ye Junlang warmly and asked him to take his seat. At the same time, Song Hui
Also making tea.
After Ye Junlang sat down, he looked up at the room. It was not big, about 90 square meters, and the furniture and appliances were already a bit old and simple.
It can also be seen from this that the life of Song Hui's family is not rich.
"Junlang, come, come and have tea. I really didn't expect you to come. I always heard Gangzi mention you in the past, and I saw you in the photos he sent back. You
You came to the door so suddenly that I didn't even recognize you." Song Hui said with a smile.
"Jun Lang, how did you come to Jianghai City? You haven't had dinner, right? You and your Uncle Song sit down and chat first, and I'll buy some food. You can eat at home in the evening." Wang Ruye
Said with a smile.
"Aunt Wang, don't worry yet." Ye Junlang said quickly. Facing these two people, he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know what to say.
Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, when I was in the army, I promised Gangzi that I would come to Jianghai City with him to visit you two elders, but just now
He——"
Speaking of this, Ye Junlang paused, he didn’t know how to continue.
He had no choice but to take out a photo from his body and said, "This is a photo of Gangzi before he died on the mission. I brought it back."
With that said, Ye Junlang handed the photo to Song Hui.
Song Hui took a look at the photo. In the photo, he saw a tall and heroic young man in military uniform. He saluted the military salute, his eyes were firm, his face was solemn, and there was a smile on his square face.
All the iron blood and fortitude of a soldier!
This is Song Gang, their son!
"Gangzi..."
Song Hui looked at this photo and could no longer control his emotions. His eye circles were red, and the muddy old tears were faintly emerging.
“Gangzi, my son!”
Wang Ru burst into tears. She stretched out her hand to gently touch Gangzi in the photo. The silent crying was the most painful.
When the bad news came a month ago, they were already devastated. Even a month later, when they think about their son, the grief in their hearts has not diminished by half.
It’s just that they can only try their best to avoid thinking about their son on weekdays, but the bloody scar in their hearts has never healed. This time Ye Junlang came over, they remembered their son again
My son, the grief that I had suppressed for this period of time came out again.
No words can describe the pain of losing a child!
"Plop!"
Ye Junlang suddenly knelt down on his knees, facing Song Hui and Wang Ru. He lowered his head and said in a hoarse and regretful voice: "Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, I'm sorry, yes
I was incompetent and couldn't bring Gangzi back alive! It was me who failed to take good care of Gangzi, and I failed him. I'm sorry..."
"Junlang, get up, get up!" Song Hui stood up quickly after seeing this. He stretched out his hand to support Ye Junlang, pulled him up, and said, "I said you kid
What's going on? You didn't feel sorry for us, on the contrary, we are all thinking of your kindness!"
"Junlang, get up quickly, sit down, sit down..." Wang Ru also pulled Ye Junlang's arm, her tone was still choked, and after wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes,
He continued, "When Gangzi talked to us on the phone, the one he talked about the most was you. Gangzi said that you were just like his biological big brother. You had always taken care of him, helped him, and taught him a lot. He said that you were the person he admired the most.
It’s you. So although we have never seen you over the years, we have always been very grateful to you in our hearts. Thank you for taking such good care of Gangzi in the army. Gangzi said that you are just like his own big brother, but in our hearts, it is not the same
Don’t we treat you as our child? So, you didn’t feel sorry for us, you didn’t…”
"Jun Lang, I know what you are thinking in your heart, so I have to persuade you carefully so that you don't have any guilt or psychological burden for Gangzi's sacrifice." Song Hui said,
He looked at Ye Junlang and said earnestly, "Aunt Wang and I are indeed very sad when Gangzi is gone, but we don't blame anyone. We are sad, but we feel proud in our hearts.
Because Gangzi sacrificed his life for his country, he fought for his country and died on the battlefield. This is the honor of a soldier and a warrior!"
"If Gangzi was a deserter on the battlefield, he settled down. If this is the case, even if he comes back alive, if he has the nerve to enter my old Song's house, see if I can take the broom
Drive him out! I, Old Song, don’t even recognize such a deserter’s son!”
"But Gangzi didn't, he didn't become a deserter. Even if he died, we are very sad and sad, but we are proud of him in our hearts! He is just like the countless soldiers of the country who are fighting on the front line.
Just like the soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the front line, they used their flesh and blood to build the Great Wall of Blood, thus protecting the safety of thousands of small families. I, Lao Song, have such a son.
So proud!”
Song Hui held Ye Junlang's hand and kept talking.
"I am a womanizer and don't understand any big principles. Gangzi is my son. I am heartbroken when he leaves. But I know that he did not bring shame to the Song family and the country will remember him."
His." Wang Ru said while wiping away tears.
“The country will remember him, for sure!”
Ye Junlang took a deep breath, and a warm current of emotion surged in his heart.
Song Hui and the others were very open-minded and did not blame him in the slightest. But the more this happened, the more guilty Ye Junlang felt. If Song Hui and the others scolded him severely, he would feel guilty in his heart.
Everyone should feel better.
"Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, although Gangzi is gone, he will always live in my heart. I will shoulder his filial piety for him, and I will treat you two as my parents.
Come and show your respects." Ye Junlang said.
“Junlang, this, this——”
Song Hui and Wang Ru were stunned after hearing this. They looked at each other, feeling a little unbelievable.
"Gangzi treats me as my elder brother. If that's the case, why can't I treat you two as my own parents? There is a true brotherhood in the army, and each other's parents are ourselves.
Parents!" Ye Junlang said.
Song Hui couldn't help but smile. He was so moved that he could only keep patting Ye Junlang's hand and said: "Good boy, good boy..."
"Gangzi is gone, but we have a military wave. I, I am really happy." Wang Ru also smiled.
The grief in the hearts of Song Hui and Wang Ru has eased a bit. In a sense, Ye Junlang has replaced Gangzi by living beside them, which can lessen the pain to some extent.
The pain of losing their children.
“Ding dong!”
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Song Hui's face was startled at first, and then he quickly said: "It's almost seven o'clock? Xixi must be back! Gangzi's mother, you see there are still tears on your face, wipe it off
Then open the door again, but don't let Xixi see anything."
"Don't just talk about me, you too. Adjust your mood, I'll open the door right now."
Wang Ru spoke, she stood up and walked towards the door.
Xi Xi?
Ye Junlang immediately realized that it was Gangzi's sister who had returned. He remembered that Gangzi's sister's name was Song Yuxi, and Xixi should be her nickname.