Chapter 29 Planting Flowers and Tears for Rise

Ruan Xiaogui is a native of Biannan, and he has been planting flowers for five or six years, and he has achieved nothing in these years because of his own problems. In recent years, the developing flower country needs people everywhere, and the opportunities everywhere have been wasted by him.

During this period, I also encountered a lot of opportunities and nobles, but I didn't have any identity documents, and I hated peeping at this land from the bottom of my heart, so I couldn't develop.

With a bad mentality, he can cheat when he meets a nobleman, and he can cheat. Having an opportunity is not something that a lazy and suspicious foreigner like him can seize.

For not saving money over the years, he has always felt that it is not his own fault, but that others have discriminated against him and bullied him. He was jealous of the wealth of this land, and felt that the people here were stupid and rich, easy to deceive and fool, and did not deserve to have so much wealth.

He didn't understand it, and he couldn't figure it out.

All the money that cheated the old woman was returned, and some of the old money was also taken up.

The last time he started his target, he was an old grandmother, living alone, very kind and kind, and some of the taste of his mother in his memory.

He was taken in by his grandmother on a rainy night.

At that time, when encountering a strict investigation, Ruan Xiaogui had no documents and left a criminal record, and when he fled overnight, he was drenched in heavy rain and had a high fever. In a daze, he touched the vicinity of a martyr's cemetery, and before he fell unconscious, he noticed that there was a light coming from the night, so he struggled to lean over.

When he woke up, he found that he had been rescued by a gray-haired, plainly dressed grandmother.

The grandmother lived in a simple wooden house with only a few old household appliances: a television, a rice cooker and a not-so-bright electric light.

The walls are full of photos, all of which are single photos and group photos of soldiers, and there are many military medals hanging in a glass frame, neatly arranged, exuding a strange brilliance in the dim light.

Ruan Xiaogui played a deceptive specialty and carefully weaved a touching story to cover himself. The old grandmother simply believed it, which surprised him, but also became more enthusiastic, he wanted to hide in this perfect hiding place, and when he was well-healed, he could take a breath and rest for a while before making other plans.

He has experience in dealing with good people and knows how to deceive and curry favor. Soon the old grandmother accepted him, promised him to live temporarily, and treated him as a nephew in the next life.

He also slowly groped for some of the grandmother's situation.

This old woman, although he didn't want to admit it, still understood in his heart that this was a great old man with a story-like experience and endured unimaginable tribulations for ordinary people.

Now, she lives alone in the martyr's cemetery, guarding her sustenance, guarding her beautiful memories and last care.

The grandmother's surname is Yu, a local. My wife is an old Red Army, who participated in great causes when she was young and struggled until after the liberation of the country.

But before the husband and wife could live a good life and enjoy the blessings, some evil forces looked at the peace of the country and feared our development and rise, and they couldn't wait to start a war of aggression from their neighbors with a black conscience.

The national mobilization of planting flowers is also fearless to help neighboring countries fight the enemy, and his wife also actively responded to the call to go to the battlefield in this situation, but it didn't take long for the news of his sacrifice to come from a foreign land.

He was great in life and glorious in death, saving the wounded and sick in a hospital with his own life, thousands of brave soldiers waiting to recover and return to battle to kill the enemy, and many valuable medical equipment and imported medicines.

It happened suddenly.

One night, while waiting to recover in the hospital, he went out on patrol at night, and when he patrolled alone to a nearby hill, he spotted a sneaky figure.

After some reconnaissance and tracking, he found out that this person was a spy. Recently, enemy planes have been circling and bombing in the vicinity of the hospital, and this special agent must be a vicious enemy who confirms the bombing site and receives the signal for the planes.

At that time, the situation was urgent, and he did not bother to inform his comrades-in-arms under the mountain, and he was afraid of alarming the enemy by firing his guns: the accomplices of the special agents and the supplies of the receiving planes prepared by the enemy's special forces had not yet been discovered, so he could only keep an eye on the rear alone.

After a few lurking agents gathered together and the fireworks materials on the ground were exposed, there was a faint roar in the sky.

The situation is urgent, and we must not allow the enemy's conspiracy to succeed. In the face of a well-equipped enemy who was several times the number of his own, as a backbone of the party * member and soldier, he did not hesitate at all, he directly killed him, and he planned to use his life to stop the enemy's destruction.

In a desperate fight, with the belief that even if he sacrificed himself to stop the bombing and protect his comrades, he annihilated all the enemies. But he was also seriously injured and fell to the ground.

The scattered gunfire just now did not attract the attention of the comrades under the mountain, the enemy plane was already approaching, and the dying enemy still pulled a burning rod and fell on the side of the signal pile, seeing that it was about to burn to the signal pile.

The burning fire was partially extinguished, and the burning rod was thrown away by him, but there was still danger, and some flames were still not extinguished in the direction of the signal pile.

He gathered the last bit of strength in his body, flipped his injured body, and rolled back and forth on the red burning wood a few times, extinguishing all the fire that burned to this side of the signal pile......

My body is getting heavier and heavier, and I can't move anymore......

There is itself pressed on it, this fire ...... It won't burn to the signal pile in a short period of time, so it's considered to be a complete task.

There was still one last thing to do, he struggled, and with his cold, senseless hand, he pulled the trigger of the submachine gun, and pulled it hard, it was time to signal to his comrades.

When he was dying, his eyes reflected the red firelight, and a crisp series of gunshots sounded in his ears, as if he saw his relatives in his hometown, and his wife and two sons were looking at him affectionately......

The blood that flowed from the wound had gathered into a small stall under him, and the branches stained red with blood would not burn, because the fire was stopped by a warrior.

The enemy's plot was disrupted, the bombardment did not come to the hospital, the danger passed quickly, and the old Red * soldiers lying on the hill never got up again, and lay down forever.

When he was found by his comrades, he lay down on the fire, the burning flame was split in half, his waist was completely scorched, and the bullet holes on his body, the knife wounds on his thighs and arms were vividly visible.

The fire never burned his body, and after he died, he still stopped the spread of the fire, using his own half-burned body to stop the spread of the fire.

The soldiers who learned of the situation arrived, and after dealing with the signal pile, everyone carried him down the mountain.

The body was docked at the entrance of the hospital, and the soldiers wanted everyone to know that a great warrior had left and that a dear comrade-in-arms had said goodbye.

After inquiring about the situation, the dean told everyone in a sad tone about the deeds of this Red * Army soldier, as long as they were awake, all the people came out, and those who could not move were also supported by nurses and comrades-in-arms, who were seeing off a great Red Army, a comrade-in-arms.

The mangled body, the half-charred body, the serene face, and the submachine gun that was clenched in the hand and could no longer be separated.

That's what he left behind.

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What was delivered to the grandmother was bad news, a box of military medals, some simple relics, and a letter from home that had not been sent.

Grandma Yu knew that her wife would have such a day, but she didn't expect it to come so suddenly, and the sudden blow made her a lot older. The funeral of the wife and children will be handled at home according to her requirements, and the body will be transported back for burial in the county martyrs' cemetery after cremation.

The above asked if the body of the martyr could be brought back for burial without cremation, but Grandma Yu said: My wife has been a member of the party all her life, and now she has been awarded a hero, so she can't smear him on the last road and cause trouble to the country, which is also a request he himself has made.

The grandmother is very aware of the difficulties that the country is facing now, and she can't ask for something special just because she is her wife, so that the state can make room for the return shipment. So many soldiers who sacrificed on the battlefield were all sons and daughters of the country, and no one would engage in specialization.

After his wife left, he left two sons, the eldest was nineteen and the second was sixteen, and the blow of the departure of relatives could only be alleviated by raising the two sons to grow up healthy and healthy.

Because of the deeds of his wife, the county took good care of their family, and the two sons were also angry, and they were admitted to the university in order with excellent grades, and the family was happy, and the grandmother was also a lot more cheerful.

But within a few years, there were evil forces doing something again, so the two sons signed up for the army together without telling their mother, and strongly asked to go to the front, wanting to be like their father and be a hero.

Although they were all admitted with excellent grades, their special situation still made people pass the news to the grandmother, asking her to persuade her that it was impossible to quit and see if she could contribute some strength to the logistics department.

The old grandmother called the two sons back, did not persuade them or cry, but calmly asked them what they thought and what they planned.

Seeing the old mother calmly ask questions, the two brothers were very guilty, but they still did not change their original intentions. After discussing for a long time, it was decided that the eldest would continue to apply to go to the front line, and the second child would decide after seeing the situation.

Now that they had made a decision, the two brothers quickly said goodbye to their gray-haired old mother and returned to the army.

Soon, the foreign forces made a move, and Plantation decided to give a strong counterattack to repel their evil attack and awaken their ridiculous fantasies.

The unit where the two brothers belonged was mobilized, and after the training was completed, the two brothers were coincidentally divided into a unit, the eldest was the main combat regiment, and the second was logistics.

In a roundabout siege battle, there was a certain problem in the encirclement due to the topography, and a wave of enemies leaked out. The division headquarters decided to transfer part of the logistics force to cooperate with the encirclement and suppression, and the second one, who took the initiative and performed actively, was thus selected.

The two brothers met on the battlefield, and after exchanging glances, they plunged into a fierce sniper battle.

This is a group of crazy enemies, when they found themselves in a predicament with a special mission, and when they broke through to no avail, they actually frantically organized a sneak attack on "human * flesh * explosive * bomb" in a vain attempt to open the gap.

In the face of the enemy's sudden change of tactics and inhumane self-killing attacks, although the soldiers fought hard to kill the enemy, they still suffered heavy casualties for a while.

It was under such circumstances that the two brothers died.

In order to cover his comrades, the second child died on the spot, and the boss under the grief and anger struggled to snipe the enemy, did not pay attention to hiding himself, and was also hit by the enemy's bullets, and later lost his life when the rescue was ineffective.

The successive bad news exhausted all the grandmother's mental strength, and she lay down directly, seeing that the grandmother was lifeless, and the county leaders were also very anxious, but they had no suitable way, so they could only arrange for someone to take good care of her health.

It was not until later that the evil forces were repulsed, and the country ushered in peace. Many of my wife's former comrades-in-arms, favored colleagues, my son's former comrades-in-arms, leaders, and people who had heard about their family's deeds rushed over to offer condolences after learning about my grandmother's current situation.

The intimate care of the heart made the grandmother untie her heart and slowly recover. After her two sons were also buried in the martyrs' cemetery, she moved in, and she wanted to quietly accompany her relatives and many national heroes buried here.

There was no special person to guard the cemetery before, the grandmother came to the need to re-arrange the arrangement, the leadership considered the grandmother's physical condition, and planned to build the cemetery management office a little better, but the grandmother declined everyone's kindness, living here alone, a little simpler, she can quietly accompany these relatives lying inside.

The cemetery is on top of a mountain bag in the mountains on the outskirts of the county, and people send daily necessities to the grandmother every day.

Grandma Yu doesn't have many places to use money, there are martyrs' subsidies and cemetery salaries to get, and there is nothing in the garden that she needs to do, guarding here is just an old man's sustenance. Every day, when she has seen one tombstone after another, when she is free, she can also pick up some pine nuts on the mountain, and ask people to bring mushrooms to exchange for money.

But because of the deeds of her wife and son, she often receives some anonymous donations, all in cash, more or less, and there are also a lot of money accumulated over a long time.

The grandmother used the money she had saved and could not return it to sponsor many poor students, which she and a retired comrade-in-arms of her wife before her death, and they (she) contributed money together, and her wife's comrades-in-arms were responsible for arranging the objects of donation, and she was responsible for receiving letters of thanks from the students. Grandma Yu, who is not very literate, loves to read these letters, and she can feel warm from them.

Ruan Xiaogui was rescued by Grandma Yu in this situation, and the people who sent things down the mountain found out that they were also confused by Grandma Yu, because sometimes people here in the cemetery came to donate and pay respects, and the staff didn't care too much, and left after visiting the grandmother and saying that they would bring a few cold medicines.

Ruan Xiaogui, who lived there, discovered a lot of Grandma Yu's "secrets" under the disguise.

This grandmother is a military family, she has a lot of cash, and those military medals are very rare and valuable, and the grandmother occasionally goes out into the mountains to pick some mushrooms and pine nuts.

Ruan Xiaogui, who was already ill-intentioned, moved his mind and made a plan. Once, when Grandma Yu entered the mountain, he swept away all the valuable things and cash in the wooden house, and then fled frantically.

Unexpectedly, before noon the next day, martial law was imposed in the city, and his sketches and portraits were posted on the streets, and they were directly investigated and pursued.