Lin Fan walked over and called the dean. Everyone called her Wu Ma, like a mother who takes care of all the children.
Wu Ma patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, smiled happily, and said: "You have grown up! It's great! Your Grandpa Qin fell down yesterday and fell into a coma. Maybe he was old and was a little dementia when he woke up.
Then he suddenly said that he hadn't seen you for a long time and wanted to see you. Today is the day when he went to pay homage to his comrades in previous years. It was up to you to take him there. You have been there before. Try to keep him happy and help his condition.
"
"Okay, I will take good care of Grandpa Qin." Lin Fan nodded heavily and followed Uncle Qin to the Martyrs Cemetery in Fengcheng when he was a child.
"Okay, I'll get busy first."
Watching Mother Wu leave, Lin Fan carefully squatted next to the wheelchair, grabbed Uncle Qin's withered hand, and called softly: "Grandpa Qin, Xiaofan is here to see you."
Uncle Qin's unfocused eyes seemed to have light when he heard these words, and slowly focused on Lin Fan's face. A smile appeared on the old face like dry bark, and his voice was a little dry and hoarse.
, but still so kind, "Xiaofan is here!"
"He has grown up! He has become a handsome boy."
"Uncle Qin is going to die today. I remembered that I haven't seen you for a long time and wanted to see you. Are you not busy?"
Lin Fan quickly said: "Grandpa Qin, don't talk nonsense, you will definitely live a long life."
"Hahahaha~~"
Uncle Qin suddenly laughed loudly, "You kid, you are cursing me again. I have told you that I am a strong man. I have lived for more than two hundred years this year, and I still live to be a hundred years old. And the strong man has a premonition that he will
When did he die?"
"Grandpa Qin, stop making trouble, okay?" Lin Fan was a little sad just now, but now it's all gone, and he can't laugh or cry.
When I was a child, I often heard Uncle Qin tell many stories about the battlefield. I heard him say that he was a very powerful awakener. He led his comrades to kill aliens on the battlefield and drank and talked happily. However, Lin Fan regarded it as a story because a strong man
How could a person work as a janitor in an orphanage for more than ten years?
Of course, it's not all a story, because Uncle Qin was a soldier when he was young, and naturally went to the battlefield. It's just that the stories he told were other people's stories, and he regarded them as his own. Lin Fan had never exposed him. After all,
The old man still has a good face.
"Okay, let's stop making trouble."
Uncle Qin grinned, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the things placed at Lin Fan's feet, "You boy, you still remember that I like to eat these. Yes, you have some conscience. When I was a child, you would always snatch the food to go with the wine.
All I can do is drink and do nothing."
"Hehehe~~" Lin Fan scratched his head in embarrassment. When he was a child, he was hungry and wanted to eat.
Only those who have been truly hungry know the happiness of being full every time. Now, he is basically no longer hungry, but he still eats every meal on time. Filling his stomach is instinctive.
When setting off to Fengcheng Martyrs Cemetery.
Uncle Qin suddenly asked Lin Fan to drag a long box out from under the bed and let him take it with him.
It was an old wooden box that was covered with dust. It hadn't been taken out for a long time. It still had a lock on it and was quite heavy. But luckily, Lin Fan was very strong now, so it wasn't difficult to carry it.
Lin Fan brought a wooden box, wine and food, and four bowls, pushing Uncle Qin, an old man and a young boy, chatting and laughing, got on the bus, and set off towards the Martyrs Cemetery in the center of Fengcheng.
Lin Fan talked a lot about his life and how he was living a good life. He also talked about the recent killing of monsters and aliens. Uncle Qin's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly: "These dogs deserve to die."
Uncle Qin kept talking about things from Lin Fan's childhood. Lin Fan had forgotten many things, but Uncle Qin still remembered them very clearly, which made Lin Fan miss him for a while.
Uncle Qin was in such good spirits, which made Lin Fan very happy.
Arriving at the Martyrs Cemetery and entering, Lin Fan vaguely remembered the direction he had come in when he was a child. He walked towards the depths and passed by rows of stone tablets, some of which were newly added and some of which looked old. These were the heroes of the Windy City. They
Basically, they died on the battlefield against the aliens, and many of them didn't even bring back a single body.
Even in a small place like Fengcheng, the stone monuments can't be reached at a glance.
Uncle Qin, who was originally full of energy, became very quiet, and Lin Fan also became silent. When he was a child, he didn't know much about this world or the humans in this world, so he didn't feel much about it.
But now, my mood is very complicated.
On this earth, in the center of every city, there is a martyrs cemetery built. This represents the highest respect that humans have for the dead heroes. It also represents that a large number of humans have died on the alien frontline battlefields everywhere.
, in order to prevent the invasion of aliens, and for the sake of this homeland behind them, humans fought one after another. They used their blood and bodies to block the advancement of aliens, and created the relatively peaceful pure land of mankind now.
This is why every child in this world is proud to be an awakened person!
Don’t every parent of a child know what they will face after becoming an awakened person?
They want to go to the battlefield, and they want to fight to the death with the aliens. Who doesn't want their children to live a safe and happy life?
But only the earth has a home, and the human world is what it is today because of the sacrifices of these heroes. No one wants history to repeat itself, and no one wants to regret it when the aliens finally come to kill them.
When he reached the end, the deepest part of the Martyrs Cemetery, Lin Fan stopped and stopped in front of a huge stone tablet with densely packed names engraved on it.
Uncle Qin suddenly struggled to stand up from the wheelchair. Lin Fan quickly went to help him, but was pushed aside by Uncle Qin.
His body was trembling, but he was so determined.
Walking to the huge stone monument, looking at the familiar names, Uncle Qin's already dim eyes had a trace of nostalgia and sadness, and he kept muttering something in his mouth.
Lin Fan, who was standing next to him, heard clearly that they were nicknames, not like the big names on the stone tablets, but familiar titles, titles between brothers.
"Xiaofan, bring out all the wine. I want to have a drink with my brothers." Uncle Qin suddenly said.
"good!"
Lin Fan opened a box of wine and took out four bowls at the same time. Three were placed in front of the stone tablet and one was in Uncle Qin's hand.
Uncle Qin took the wine, sat on the floor, filled three bowls, and filled his own bowl. The first bowl was sprinkled around the stone tablet, and he said loudly: "Brothers, Brother Qin comes to see you again."
Come, I’ve brought you wine. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time. We can meet again... Come, let’s toast to everyone with this first bowl of wine!”
When Lin Fan heard this, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything and listened silently.
"I drank the second bowl of wine!"
Gulu gulu~~
"I'll drink the third bowl of wine, hahaha~"
Lin Fan quickly placed peanuts and side dishes on the table. You can't drink it dry!
"Come on, Xiaofan, come and offer us a bowl too."
"Okay!"
An old man and a young man were sitting in front of the stone tablet, drinking wine.
The heroic spirit of a veteran displayed by Uncle Qin at this moment made Lin Fan infected and his mood surged.
Just like that, while drinking, Uncle Qin also paid tribute to his brothers, and the bottom of the box of wine was quickly exhausted.
Lin Fan is a little over the top!
He has a good capacity for drinking, but he can't bear to drink like this. Fortunately, now he is at the second level of half-step, and his physique has doubled, otherwise he would have collapsed a long time ago.
In his drunken state, he saw Uncle Qin suddenly getting up, walking tremblingly to the box he had brought, and opening the lock.
Lin Fan also stood up and walked over. He was shocked when he saw inside. There was a standard machete, a neatly folded military uniform, and a small iron box. When he opened it, he saw items with an old smell.
