"Mom allows you to pick a bouquet of flowers that you like. I crouched down and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue clean of the cone she had just eaten.

"Did you give it to me?" she said, with joy on her face.

"It's not. However, you are allowed to hold the flowers you picked for a while. ”

"Okay. I can only tolerate you who are stingy. ”

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when the two of us arrived at the Martyrs' Cemetery, but the sun was warm. In the early winter weather, the person who took the photo was very comfortable. Every Saturday and Sunday, I would take Xin Rong to some museums, science and technology museums and the like. I don't really like to tell Xin Rong about Grimm's fairy tales or Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, Grimm's fairy tales are always princes and princesses, and I hope Xin Rong is an optimistic, healthy and happy girl. She doesn't have to find a prince to save her, she doesn't need to be beautiful and beautiful, she is her, and that is enough for people to love her. Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales are mostly sad, whether they are fables such as a mermaid or a king's new clothes. I think that the fable of life cannot be understood by one or two stories, so I prefer to tell her what is good and what is right in practical life. Chairman Mao said that without investigation, there is no right to speak. So, it's much more fun to tell a story in a living place like a museum, a science museum, and more. In fact, Xin Rong likes this kind of vivid story very much. Glory and I coincide with me, because he is a science student, and when he has time, he will do small experiments for Xin Rong, and he will also teach Xin Rong to assemble models or IKEA furniture. Raising flowers and plants will also allow Xin Rong to measure the data and record the growth and changes of the rhizome. Xin Rong was ecstatic about the task assigned by Glory, she said that she felt that she was a little scientist and could feel the changes in her life every day. Watching her meticulously measure the meridians of the green leaves, Glory and I were both happy.

Since my grandmother died, I learned that my father was a Vietnam War martyr, and I developed the habit of taking Xin Rong to the martyr's cemetery for a while. I don't know where my father's grave is, but I think it's the same for his comrades. The missing father's love is slowly fulfilled in the martyr's cemetery. Xin Rong is a very smart child. I remember the first time I took her to the martyrs' cemetery, she didn't cry anymore. At that time, she was only three years old. When I came out, I asked her why she suddenly stopped crying. She said that seeing that my expression was too serious, she didn't dare to make noise. At that moment, I was both relieved and distressed, a child who was only three years old knew how to read other people's faces. It's too early to be sensible, and it's too much to bear. Tears fell silently, Xin Rong used her little hand to gently wipe away my tears, she said, "Mom, it's okay if I don't have a father." I'm glad to have you. You don't have to cry anymore, okay. ”

Her milky comfort convinced me that it was indeed a three-year-old. I nodded heavily, trying to suppress the churn in my heart.

Xin Rong picked a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums, and the two of us took apart the bouquets and placed them one by one in front of each tombstone.

I told Xin Rong that these are people who are as brave as your grandfather and grandfather. Your grandfather was on a mountain, fought a fierce battle with the enemy, and unfortunately passed away. They gave their lives so that we could live well, so we need to love ourselves more, be healthy, and be happy, you know. Xin Rong nodded.

"Then they must be in pain, right?"

"Of course. Some of them were surrounded by fire, and some of them were carrying many bullets. We can't feel that kind of pain. ”

"Mom, you don't have a dad anymore, but you still have me. Xin Rong hugged me and comforted.

"Xin Rong, you don't have a father anymore, but you still have me. I put my arms around her and comforted her.

"Or you're a little worse, I still have a fake dad. "I knew that Xin Rong was talking about glory, and I was amused by her for a while. In the past, Xin Rong complained that I laughed low, but I didn't admit it at the time, and Glory said, your mother is a dead duck with a hard mouth. The two of them would especially take revenge on me by singing and harmonizing. Thinking of this, I asked her softly, "Did you miss him?"

"I really want to, but he has a task, and I don't dare to call him. WeChat didn't dare to send it to him. ”

"No, he's not too busy. He was on the phone with me the other day. ”

Xin Rong seemed to be angry and walked away by himself. I hurried to catch up with her, "Okay, okay, you're angry with him, I didn't mess with you, you are angry with me who is innocent and cute, don't be kind." ”

Xin Rong thought for a while, "That's right, the two of us can continue to maintain a friendly relationship." ”

I led Xin Rong into a small side hall next to the martyrs' cemetery, which was full of photos of martyrs. There is a simple text description next to the photo. I hugged Xin Rong and explained to Xin Rong one by one according to the text on the photo, inserting some of my own imagination from time to time. The story is told with ups and downs, and Xin Rong listens to it with relish.

Originally, there were few people in the martyrs' cemetery, and only the two of us came to the small side hall. I was relieved to talk to Xin Rong boldly, and told her that the martyrs sang me and my motherland when they were homesick, and sang to Xin Rong. also made up some poignant love stories for Xin Rong, the military uncle will never come back, and the aunt can no longer wait for the person who bought her roses. also told her about the heart-wrenching comradeship, Xiao Wang blocked the artillery fire for Xiao Zhang, but Xiao Wang left us forever.

Although Xin Rong has been brought to the martyrs' cemetery many times, this is the first time to tell her heroic stories. Before, she always silently watched me lay flowers, and then left with me silently. I didn't talk about it before, because I thought she was still young and might not be able to understand. Now in first grade, I think it's time to tell her these heroic stories. I am proud of my father, and I also hope that Xiao Xinrong will share it with me. Of course, my father is not the only one, all the soldiers of the Republic deserve my gratitude.

After browsing the side hall, I was about to leave, only to find that there was a middle-aged uncle behind me, who was about fifty years old. It's really embarrassing, why don't people walk silently. I don't know if he was there when I was crying wolf. The muscles in my face became more and more stiff. I really hate walking silently, because of this, I have scolded Glory many times, and sooner or later I will be scared by him to high blood pressure and blood lipids. I also knew that I had lost my old face, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace. But Xin Rong had to go to the toilet again, so I had to tell her, "Mom is waiting for you at the gate of the martyr's cemetery, don't talk to strangers obediently." ”

Xin Rong I am very relieved, because I have to work, sometimes I am away on business, and Glory also has tasks, so Xin Rong, who has been cultivated since childhood, is very independent. In the middle of kindergarten, I go home by myself every day. Now I also fry shredded potatoes by myself, but I can't be hungry myself. This distance is nothing to Xin Rong at all, I remember that when she was five years old, she could find me on a business trip in Tianjin by herself, of course, I also told me to wait early at the place where she got off the car.

I was waiting for Xin Rong at the door, only to see her come out with the uncle who was in the side hall just now. I hurriedly ran over, and before I could speak, the uncle asked for the guilt.

"What to do as a parent, what to do if a child is abducted by someone else. ”

"Grandpa, my mother and I agreed to meet at the door. She thinks it's a bit embarrassing to hear you singing just now. That's why I want to slip away. ”

My mind is indeed very easy to understand, maybe the moment I found my uncle's face was too embarrassed, even Xin Rong noticed it.

"Uncle, my daughter is right. I apologize to you for the loud noise I just made. Sorry to disturb your good interest in visiting. "I couldn't hide from the first day of junior high school, but I didn't expect to run into it. Fortunately, I actively admitted my mistake and asked him not to blame the past.

The uncle laughed out loud, and he said, "Let's go, I'll invite you two to dinner."