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She worked hard to accompany Ling Jinhua on a trip. Not only did she have to be his health doctor, but she also had to play chess and talk with him to relieve his boredom. This was a thankless job. Without benefits, Luo Ziling felt that his grandfather would not be able to
Come.
Luo Liansheng's remarks on the high-speed rail also proved this point.
There are no permanent friends, only eternal interests - in front of an old fox-level boss, this should be very appropriate.
Putting aside family ties and striving for more benefits is the right way to go. Luo Ziling felt that he should do the same, at least when dealing with Ling Jinhua.
Then, Luo Liansheng told Luo Xusheng the recent events in Yanjing.
Luo Ziling already knew that Luo Xusheng was also involved in what happened during this period. He asked several of his other cronies to secretly come to Yanjing to help with things. However, Luo Ziling did not contact them. They contacted Yang Xiaodong, Wang Zhenjun and others.
people.
Luo Xusheng knew a lot about Yanjing's affairs, but there were still some things he didn't know.
After listening to what Luo Liansheng and Luo Ziling said, he fully understood the situation.
"It seems that it is not easy for me to work in Longteng this time," Luo Xusheng couldn't help but sigh a few words, "I originally thought that with Ruonan's father's promise and the Yang family giving in, there should be no problem.
To think that things are still so complicated."
"After you arrive in Yanjing, you should think about everything a little more complicated." Luo Liansheng reminded Luo Xusheng, then pointed at Luo Ziling, "Ling'er has safely adapted to the battles in Yanjing. After you return to Yanjing, you must also think about it as soon as possible.
adapt."
"Dad, let me tell you some things about Long Teng. I think I know more about Long Teng than you." Luo Ziling told Luo Xusheng everything he knew about Long Teng.
Luo Xusheng did not interrupt, but listened quietly.
"I'll give you some actual information after you return to Yanjing," Luo Ziling said in a low voice after finishing speaking, "These information will help you master Long Teng as soon as possible."
Luo Xusheng shook his head, "That's enough. I remember everything you said. As for how to manage Long Teng, I'll decide based on the actual situation after I go there. I have the ability to manage Long Teng well.
I'm not afraid of anyone causing trouble."
"Okay," Luo Ziling glanced at Luo Xusheng, but finally said nothing more.
Ling Jinhua woke up after sleeping for more than an hour.
It was exactly three o'clock when he woke up.
Huang Chen has already arranged his afternoon activities to visit the Holocaust Memorial Hall.
Ling Jinhua originally wanted to go there in a low-key manner to pay his respects. Unexpectedly, when he was about to go, the officials who came to greet him at noon were already waiting at the door of the hotel. According to them, to go to such a memorable place, they must
Accompany.
The meaning is basically this: to pay homage to those heroes who died during the Anti-Japanese War in an official capacity, and to pay homage to those compatriots who died innocently.
In the end, Ling Jinhua did not refuse their company.
Everyone changed their clothes, and Luo Ziling also put on a dark coat and white shirt.
Ling Jinhua wears a navy blue tunic suit with a white shirt underneath.
When the motorcade arrived at the Holocaust Memorial Hall, it started to rain lightly, and the dark sky gave people a very solemn and depressing feeling.
In order to receive Ling Jinhua, the memorial hall proposed to close the museum and refuse other visitors, but Huang Chen, who arranged the itinerary, refused.
He knew that Ling Jinhua didn't like this arrangement and he didn't want to make it special.
Therefore, officials could only take strict security measures. The accompanying officials gathered around Ling Jinhua and visited the Holocaust Memorial Hall together.
The sculptures at the entrance to the Holocaust Memorial Hall silently told them about the suffering of that year, and everyone felt heavy.
Ling Jinhua's expression also became solemn. He stared at the reliefs for a long time, with a sad look on his face.
A huge cross-shaped stone tablet has the words "197.1.1-198.1" and "00000" written on it. Under the dark sky, everything gives people an extremely tragic feeling. The five-star red flag is fluttering, and the bright red color is even more...
Give people stimulation.
The blood of the people dyed the flag red.
No one spoke, everyone looked solemn and solemn.
Ling Jinhua did not move forward immediately, but stood for a long time in front of the cross-shaped stone tablet with "197.1.1-198.1" written on it.
Everyone behind him stood with him, staring at the stone tablet for a long time, but no one spoke.
There were only a few officially arranged reporters at the scene, taking pictures from different angles.
"Great Grandpa, January 1, 1977, was a disaster day for China. The city of Jinling was destroyed. The capital of China at that time fell into the hands of the Japanese. Hundreds of thousands of compatriots suffered. The crimes committed by the Japanese are too numerous to describe." Luo Ziling seemed to understand Ling Jinhua.
With the same thoughts, I walked to him and said softly: "Although I have not experienced that disaster or the Patriotic War in which tens of millions of people were sacrificed, I know that it is engraved on
The eternal scars in the hearts of all Chinese compatriots are the eternal pain and eternal shame of our China. No matter what, we cannot forget that disaster. The 35 million victims, those soldiers who sacrificed for the country, were killed by the Japanese
Our compatriots, their wronged souls still have no rest."
"I was born in 1927, and my father was a battalion commander of the Northeast Army. During the September 18th Incident, he did not obey orders from the superiors to give up resistance. Instead, he led the entire battalion to resist bravely. In the end, all
Martyred for the country." Ling Jinhua said in a low voice: "My mother was heartbroken after hearing the news that my father had been martyred for the country. If it weren't for me, she would have followed the man she loved deeply. Later, she took me and fled into the country.
Guannei. That year, I was five years old and my mother was twenty-seven years old."
No one would have thought that Ling Jinhua would talk about such a thing in public, and no one knew that Ling Jinhua's father was actually an officer in the Northeast Army.
No one said anything, and even several reporters slowed down their movements, not wanting to disturb the old man's recollection of the past.
"Fortunately, some of my father's comrades took care of me, and my mother and I were finally able to settle down in Yanjing. But unexpectedly, the war soon spread to North China. My mother was afraid that something would happen to me, so she took me and fled to Chang'an.
At that time, Chang'an was garrisoned by the Northeast Army and the Northwest Army. Because we were family members of the Northeast Army, we, mother and son, settled down in Chang'an. On July 7, 1937, the July 7th Incident broke out. That year,
I was eleven years old and my mother was thirty-three." Ling Jinhua continued to tell his story, "Later, my mother unfortunately died in the rebellion, and I became an orphan. Later, I joined the Red Army. That year, I
Fifteen years old! When I was sixteen years old, during a battle, I personally shot and killed a little Jaap. After the battle, I cried loudly in the trench. I felt that I could avenge my parents.
.”
Ling Jinhua spoke very emotionally, and Luo Ziling felt a little sore after listening to it.
A female staff member accompanying me couldn't help but shed tears when she heard this. Some other people were also very moved.
But Luo Ziling still couldn't figure out why Ling Jinhua told him these things. (To be continued)