On TV, Jia Xu followed the robes and stood firm on the ground.
But in the final shot, the Fuso soldiers’ crazy and twisted expressions appeared in the distance, coming like a tide.
Then, the scene cuts to two years later.
Each of those half-grown boys has his own destination. They go back to school and join the army after graduation.
Lu Yingzi went to the capital and became a nurse.
Jashen applied for discharge.
Then he returned to his hometown with himself and the medals from the next life.
Yes, there will be no return in the next life.
He didn't wait for news about his next life.
He only waited for a special merit medal.
When he returned to his hometown, he put his medal and the photos taken by everyone before crossing the river into a paper bag.
The medal for the afterlife was wrapped in another oil paper bag.
Then he put the two oil paper bags on the bottom of the cabinet.
Then he closed the cabinet.
The lens falls on this cabinet.
Ten seconds later, a pair of hands opened the cabinet and took out two oil paper bags from the bottom of the cabinet.
The camera zooms to medium shot.
What appears in the camera is the fashionable "Afterlife", who is wearing the same clothes as in the first episode.
Opening the oil paper package, he flipped through the medals.
Then he yawned and fell asleep on the bed next to him.
He had a dream.
Then, I woke up from the dream.
He sat up, looked at the photo frame and the medal in his hand, and quietly lit a cigarette.
Smoke curled up.
The camera zoomed higher, higher than the ceiling, and continued to zoom higher, finally zooming to the top of the map of China, while the land of China below was brightly lit.
The scene changed to the next morning.
After finishing packing, Jia Xu put his grandfather's photo, the group photo, and the medals of his grandfather and "Afterlife" into his backpack.
Then he picked up his backpack, left home, and gradually walked away.
The music starts——
"Tell me how long you want me to wait, and whether it is enough to give you my whole life. I have betrayed everything in the world, and the sun and the moon remain the same in the chaos.
Tell me how long you have to go, and whether it is enough to wait for you all your life. It is already late autumn after the gathering of Zheng Chen. The wind blows down the mountain, and I sigh about the dream of a thousand years..."
Accompanied by the singing of "Eternal Dream of Home and Country".
Jia Xu went to many places.
He took the high-speed train to a distant place.
He went to the satellite launch base and watched the missile launch from a distance.
He went to the seaside and boarded the latest warships and aircraft carriers to visit.
He went to the air show to see the latest stealth fighter jets soar in the sky.
Finally, he came to the Capital Square.
The square is crowded with people, and their leisurely steps and peaceful eyes seem to be telling the beauty of peace.
He crossed the sea of people, moved forward slowly, and passed by a family.
Jia Xu suddenly turned around and looked at the old lady in the wheelchair, surrounded by her children.
After watching quietly for a while, he smiled casually and turned around to join the crowd.
The white-haired old lady in the wheelchair with two braids suddenly turned around, only to see countless unfamiliar backs.
"Grandma, what's wrong?"
She touched her granddaughter's head kindly and said, "It's okay. Grandma will buy you toffee when you go back."
"Grandma is the best~~~"
After stroking her granddaughter's head, the old lady looked back again.
But nothing can be seen.
Under the Monument to the Unknown Heroes in the center of the square, Jia Xu raised his head and stared at the monument quietly.
He looked around and seemed to see those young faces.
There is Jia Shen, there is Lu Yingzi, there is Huang Sancheng, and there are others.
Maybe, the so-called time travel is really just a dream?
He put his hand into his pocket and took out a toffee.
Peel off the candy wrapper and put the candy into your mouth.
He smiled.
The whole film is finished.
He smiled, but Jashen in the ward cried.
At first, I suppressed my crying, my shoulders were shaking, I forced my cheeks to puff out and gritted my teeth to endure it.
Then, I finally couldn't hold it any longer.
He cried heartbrokenly and kept coughing.
It seemed like he wanted to let out all the emotions accumulated over the past few decades at once.
He cried until the doctor came to stop him, and then he recovered.
But at this moment, Jashen's mood was unexpectedly calm.
He already fully understood what Zhang Hong meant.
Those who are alive should live well, and then look at this country for those who are not here.
Look at this country they fought for.
In the TV series, the person who is not alive is Jia Shen, and the person who goes to see this country is the "afterlife".
He already understood what his great-grandson wanted to say in the next life.
Jashen looked at the doctor calmly: "Doctor, can my cancer be cured? I want to listen to the truth."
The doctor was quite embarrassed: "This..."
After looking at Jia Shen's family members and seeing them nodding, he told the truth, "Actually, after so long delay, the cancer cells have begun to spread. In other words, it has reached the mid-stage.
It can definitely be cured. If Director Chen Cang takes action, there is great hope of cure. However, you are quite old and the risk of surgery is very high.
With conservative treatment, there may be a chance of improvement."
He didn't say it too bluntly.
To put it bluntly, the elderly man is over 90 years old. It is possible to cure the disease through surgery, but the risk is very high.
Basically, if it doesn't succeed, the person may not be able to survive.
And at such an old age, even anesthesia might cause him to die directly.
If treated conservatively, he may still live for a few years, but he may die of other diseases before the cancer reaches the advanced stage.
But at least it will take a few more years.
"dad......"
"Needless to say." After looking around at the worried children, Jia Shen smiled cheerfully, "I have already thought about it. I will actively cooperate with the treatment, but without surgery, I will just treat it conservatively."
Before the children could speak, he continued: "I should have died seventy years ago, and it is enough to live to be over ninety years old. Even if I die now, it will be a happy funeral. But I still have a few things to think about."
Do."
He smiled, very peacefully.
"After I get better, I want to visit satellite launch bases, warships and aircraft carriers, go to military camps, see the latest tanks and aircraft, and the latest high technologies.
By the way, that smartphone, buy me the latest model from China, and I will study it."
He will take injections on time, take medicine on time, and eat on time.
Then in the past few years, I traveled all over the country to see the country that they protected with their lives for the next life.
Then wait until that day.
If they were waiting for him below.
He would show off what he saw and tell them about it.
By then, they will surely be envious of themselves, right?
............
Beijing, looking at the old lady with many children and grandchildren at the end of the film.
No one spoke.
Several other old men secretly looked at Lu Yingzi's expression.
She was silent for a while and then suddenly said: "How about I open a welfare home?"
The old men looked at each other.
............
Luocheng, Zhang Hong’s hometown.
After watching the TV, Mr. Zhang didn't say anything.
Taking advantage of the commercial, he lowered his head and started to put the cold noodles into his mouth.
The sound of sucking noodles is very loud.
After eating, he turned off the TV, washed the dishes, washed his hands, and wiped his mouth, as if nothing had happened.
After drying his hands on the towel, he returned to the bedroom, opened the drawer and rummaged through something.
Just when he was getting more and more anxious, Grandma Zhang Hong leaned against the door and said with a smile: "Are you looking for this?"
Mr. Zhang looked up and saw the folded half of the old black and white photo she was holding.
That is half of the photo that belongs to Zhang Laisheng.
"I'm not looking for this." He said stubbornly, grabbed the photo, ran to the warehouse, dug out the photo frame, opened it, then carefully put the half photo together facing the jagged crack, and then closed the photo frame.
In the photo frame, an elegant young man and a beautiful and generous girl stand side by side. They are both smiling happily.
"Have you forgiven Dad?"
"No, I will never forgive him." Mr. Zhang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his rough fingers stroked the mother's gentle but strong eyebrows in the photo, "But mother, she has never hated him, never.
I won't forgive him, but this photo doesn't belong to me."
if.
If there really is a soul after death, my mother must be waiting for him.
Will he cross thousands of mountains and rivers to find his mother?
He took a closer look at the spotless photo frame and the two young men inside who would stay young forever.
Happiness is written in their eyes and expressions.