The whole world is clean.

Because of the airline's tough attitude - if you are not satisfied, you can go to economy class, and those few ill-intentioned guests finally quieted down.

I held Yang Yun's urn and spent a peaceful journey with Zhao Yingcai, and finally the plane landed at an airport in Qinghai.

After getting off the plane, the journey was not over, and it took two or three hours to take a bus to reach Yang Yun's hometown, a small town under the jurisdiction of a city in Qinghai.

The town was not bustling, and there were not many people on the street, so Zhao Yingcai and I walked all the way to a vendor selling fried chestnuts with sugar.

On the way, Zhao Yingcai told me that Yang Yun has a 70-year-old mother with Alzheimer's disease and cannot take care of herself, and a wife and two sons, the eldest son is seven years old and the second son is five years old. The whole family lives on a small stall of sugar-fried chestnuts, and they don't make much money, with a hundred and eighty yuan a day, barely making a living.

When I came to this vendor of sugar-fried chestnuts, I saw at a glance the woman who was stir-frying chestnuts, about thirty years old, not pretty, with rough skin, obviously perennial wind and sun, but very stocky, at first glance she was a good hand at living.

There was a folding stool behind the stall, and an old woman in her seventies was sitting on it, her eyes were a little demented, and she was at a loss for anything.

Obviously, this is Yang Yun's wife and mother.

When Zhao Yingcai and I, two men in military uniforms, stood in front of the stall, the woman was stunned for a moment, staring at us blankly, and finally her eyes fell on the urn in my arms. The urn was still wrapped in silk cloth, but a discerning person could see what it was, and in an instant, the woman's eyes turned red, and the hand holding the shovel trembled a little.

"Son...... Son ......" muttered the old man behind him, a rare light in his eyes.

Of course, instead of recognizing her son's urn, she saw two men in military uniforms and instinctively thought that her son was coming.

"Mom!"

Zhao Yingcai immediately pounced, held the old man's hand, and tears fell.

"Son, why did you come, I think about you every day......" The old man's tears also fell down.

"Mom, I miss you too, but I'm too busy with work......" Zhao Yingcai said with red eyes.

"It's good to get busy!" the old man said with great satisfaction: "You are a soldier, you must always put the country first, and it is your blessing that the country can reuse you." Don't worry about things at home, Xiaoting is in good hands, her mother eats and dresses warmly every day, and your two sons, Xiaoting takes good care of them......"

"Mom......" Zhao Yingcai screamed, lying on the old man's lap and crying.

My eyes were red too.

I knew that this was what the old chief called education, and he just wanted me to see this scene so that I could change my inner thoughts. I understand, of course I do, but I still can't control my tears, it's really sad, it's so sad......

I put the urn on the stall, and then saluted the woman behind the stall with a standard salute, and said in a choked voice: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, we brought Yang Yun back......"

The woman trembled and stretched out her hand to the urn, first untied the silk cloth, and when she saw the photo on the urn, the whole person trembled even more, and it could be seen that she was very emotional, but she did not howl, but wept silently, and finally slowly squatted on the ground and hugged her head.

"Son, what's wrong with Xiaoting, go and see her......" The old man suddenly called out in a panic, although she didn't know anything, she still cared about her family.

"Mom, I'll go. ”

Zhao Yingcai immediately walked in front of the woman, squatted down and said, "Brother and sister, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn......"

"It's okay, I'm fine......" The woman's body was still trembling, she raised her head, her eyes were red, and her face was full of tears, "Don't let my mother know, she's too old to bear this blow......"

It turned out that it was because of this that she was so forbearing.

"Okay......" Zhao Yingcai immediately returned and said to the old man: "It's okay, Mom, Xiaoting is just blind." ”

"Oh, okay, it's okay......" The old man also breathed a sigh of relief: "Son, how long will you stay when you come back this time?"

"Mom, I'll stay for one day, and I'll have to walk tomorrow, I still have a job to do. ”

"Okay, just be busy, the country should be in the first place!"

Zhao Yingcai pretended to be Yang Yun and talked to the old man.

Here, the woman slowly stood up, stroked Yang Yun's urn, and finally held the urn in her arms, hugged it tightly, and tears flowed out again.

I couldn't help but step forward and called softly: "Sister-in-law......"

"I'm fine...... "I'm fine," said the woman with tears in her eyes, "since I married him, I've been ready for this day!

This woman is really great.

I still want to comfort her, but now I don't think so.

My mind is full of Yang Yun's voice and smile, and my heart is extremely sad, the Flying Dragon Special Forces is indeed a very dangerous profession, and there are probably very few people who can die as well as the second uncle.

I didn't need to persuade her, this woman was always very restrained, crying silently, and she didn't even make a sound.

Seeing that she was fine, I asked, "What about the child?"

The woman said, "The big ones are in school, and the little ones are in kindergarten, and they haven't finished school." ”

I nodded.

At this time, Zhao Yingcai finished talking to the old man, walked over and handed the woman a card, and said: "Brother and sister, this is Yang Yun's pension, a total of 200,000 yuan, enough to raise two children!

The woman nodded, said thank you, and accepted the card.

This was what she deserved, she also had an old man and two children to raise, and she needed money very much.

I also remembered something, and immediately took out a bank card and handed it to the woman, saying: "This is donated by everyone, not much, it is considered a heart, you can accept it!"

Actually, it's my own.

Yang Yun died because of me, and I should compensate for it, I didn't say how much money is in this card, and the woman will find out for herself in the future, and their family will have no worries for the rest of their lives.

"Thank you......" The woman sobbed silently and took the card away.

After that, Zhao Yingcai and I went to pick up our two children from school, and after picking up our two sons, we helped the woman collect the stall and help the old man go home. On the way, we also bought a lot of meat and fish, and we want to eat a good meal tonight.

Back at home, Zhao Yingcai cooked by himself, and I helped clean up the house.

Yang Yun's home is very ordinary, living in a very dilapidated bungalow, and with this location and economic level, I am afraid that it will not be possible to demolish it in a lifetime.

The woman also placed Yang Yun's urn, burned incense, and called the two children over to kowtow. The two children are still young, Yang Yun is away all the year round, and their feelings are not deep, they are all ignorant, they just listen to their mother's words, and kowtow to them.

The urn was placed in a cabinet and did not want the old lady to find out.

I also went up and bowed, and said silently in my heart: "Brother Yang, rest in peace, I and the Flying Dragon Special Brigade will take care of your family!"

In the past, I thought that Yang Yun and the second uncle were of the same generation, so I called him uncle, but now it is different, I feel that I have also become a part of this collective, so I call him brother.

The old lady still doesn't know anything, the demented ones are stupid, and the two sons are also naughty, climbing up and down, but the woman is immersed in grief and always secretly wiping her tears. The burden of life will be on her alone in the future, I am really sad, but fortunately I gave her a sum of money for the rest of her life!

The dinner was very rich, Zhao Yingcai made seven or eight dishes, ate happily, and touched the cups several times together, and the woman's mood finally improved.

After eating, Zhao Yingcai and I went to burn incense for Yang Yun again.

That night, we stayed here and the woman made room for us.

Zhao Yingcai also washed the old lady's feet, and the old lady smiled: "It's better to be a son!"

"Mom, I'll wash your feet when I come back later!"

"All right!" said the old lady, who was overjoyed.

The next day was Saturday, and neither of the children went to school, but the woman still had to go outside to sell fried chestnuts with sugar, saying that business was better on weekends and that she couldn't rest. Zhao Yingcai and I both persuaded her, saying that if you have money, you should stop working so hard, but she refused, saying that the money should be kept for the children's schooling, starting a family, and marrying a daughter-in-law in the future.

"It's okay, I know you're busy, just go, I'm used to it, I'll take the old lady and my two sons to the street!"

Zhao Yingcai and I had no choice but to help the women out of the stall together.

As yesterday, the old lady sat on the stool in the back, and the difference was that there were two more sons. While selling fried chestnuts with sugar, the woman also reminded them not to run too far. In general, women are indeed used to all this, and seem to be able to take care of it.

Zhao Yingcai and I should also go, and we have to catch a plane.

"Sister-in-law!"

"Brother and sister!"

"We're leaving!"

I saluted with Zhao Yingcai.

"Let's go. The woman smiled at us: "When the children grow up and want to marry a daughter-in-law, you will come back and drink the wedding wine." ”

"Good. Zhao Yingcai and I agreed, turned around and left.

The old chief asked me to deliver the urn just to "educate" me, and he was very successful, but I still wouldn't change my mind.

When I get back, I'll have to fly in a helicopter......

Zhao Yingcai and I were walking in front of us, and we had to get a little place on the street to take the bus, when at this moment, shouts suddenly sounded behind us.

"Uncle!

Zhao Yingcai and I turned around, it turned out to be Yang Yun's eldest son, seeing that his face was full of anxiety, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong?

"My mother was beaten!" the eldest son cried, "The stall was also overturned!"