New Year's Day came as scheduled.

The first day of the new year, the first day of January, the day after the full moon of Suli, was Wu Sheng's funeral.

Originally, everything started again, and during the festival of celebration, Su Li and the others were going to send Wu Sheng away.

On this day, when the whole country should be celebrating, there was a gray memorial text on the TV station, radio station, and newspaper.

That's for Wu Sheng.

Since two days ago, the news and deeds of Wu Sheng's sacrifice have begun to spread.

Wu Sheng has been in the army for more than ten years, participated in countless rescues, and completed countless tasks.

Even if you don't count the secret missions, there are countless rescue operations that can be made public.

These events were written down one by one, listed one by one, and they knew that Wu Sheng had done so much.

People all over the country can always find relevant or familiar with the deeds of that year.

Either I've heard of it, or my relatives and friends have experienced it, or I've experienced it myself.

Many were rescued by Wu Sheng's own hands.

It's like Xiao Hei who sacrificed his life to save Wu Sheng from the mudslide in Fog City.

Wu Sheng has done more things than anyone expected, and he was once called a hero.

This time, it is even more well-deserved.

On January 1, many people across the country were paying attention to this funeral and were silently mourning.

There are also people who have rushed from all over the country just to see him off in person.

Xiao Hei, who vowed to become the next Wu Sheng when he grew up, was also among them.

These people, only a hundred and ten, are not many.

But... No one will say yes, because who can guarantee that a hundred and ten people will come to deliver it when they leave?

On January 1, it was cloudy and snowy.

The sky was very low, just like everyone's mood.

Early in the morning, Wu Qihua Su Li Xiaomo got up early in the morning, and after freshening up, she went out after changing her clothes.

The clothes of the three of them were white except for black, and the swaddling clothes in Su Li's arms were also white.

When they went out, they saw neighbors standing in the alley waiting for them.

They also have to follow to send Wu Sheng on a ride.

The funeral of the comrade-in-arms who died with Wu Sheng had already been held, and the body was already like that, and it was not dragged.

Only Wu Sheng's has dragged on until now for special reasons.

Wu Qihua and Su Li Xiaomo came out of the alley and silently bowed to the neighbors in the alley to express their gratitude.

Walking to the mouth of the alley, Rong Lianggong was already waiting there in black.

Behind him, there was a baby-faced Guan Dajiang who came at some point.

More than a dozen officers and soldiers, with black veils on their arms, stood neatly and neatly.

Behind them were several army-green military vehicles with white cloth strapped to them.

That's to pick up Su Li and them.

Seeing Wu Qihua and Su Li, the baby-faced Guan Dajiang Lizheng saluted silently.

Wu Qihua and Wu Sheng Xiaomo bowed deeply.

Coupled with the neighbors in the alley, there were dozens of people at the mouth of the alley, but there was no sound at the scene.

Everyone got on the bus in order.

In the first car, there was only Wu Qihua and Su Li's family.

Even Rong Lianggong was in the second car.

Guan Dajiang drove the car himself, and the baby face whispered to Su Li in front of him.

The vehicle slowly moved forward and finally stopped.

When you get out of the car, you will see a wreath with no end in sight.

Walking further inside, I saw officers and soldiers lined up neatly.

It was neat and dense, and Su Li couldn't count how many people there were.

Behind them were Xiao Hei and other ordinary people who came from all over the world and took the initiative to participate in the mourning at the scene.

They weren't standing so neatly, but they were densely packed.

Countless people, but it didn't seem noisy, there was still a little sound, and when Su Li and the others came in, they suddenly quieted down.

Just like what they did before Babyface, when Su Li and the others passed, those officers and soldiers saluted silently.

Su Li hugged Dongdong, walked to the middle, glanced at Wu Sheng's portrait, turned around, hugged Dongdong and bowed deeply.

After a moment, Su Li got up again.

Su Li turned around and heard a few suppressed cries.

There seems to be a little black inside.

But Su Li didn't look back, she couldn't even comfort herself, let alone comfort others.

In a field of white chrysanthemums, Wu Sheng's portrait is so conspicuous even if it is black and white.

Su Li looked at the posthumous photo she had never seen before, and tears finally fell.

Wu Qihua and Su Li arrived, and the funeral began.

After the mourning music was played, the body said goodbye, but unfortunately Wu Sheng didn't even have the body, so there was only a statue to pay tribute to the silent mourning.

All officers and soldiers, including the leaders who personally presided over the meeting, stood solemnly and took off their hats to pay tribute to the statue of Wu Sheng and pay silent tribute.

The sky was gloomy and snowflakes began to flutter.

fluttering, nothing excessive, directly snowed goose feathers.

Even the sky is mourning for Wu Sheng.

"You're here to make me remember you for the rest of my life, right?

Su Li looked up at the sky and muttered.

Dong Dong, who had been quiet in his arms, suddenly cried without warning.

I cried so badly, I cried like never before.

Su Li mourned in her heart.

"Do you know your dad is gone?"

The sound of knocking cries opened the tears that countless people were holding back.

Wu Qihua covered her mouth and cried.

Su Li coaxed Dong Dong while crying, usually Dong Dong is very easy to coax, but at the moment, she can't stop coaxing.

Xiao Mo helped coax, but it didn't work, Dong Dong seemed to cry more and more sadly, crying as if he was out of breath.

"She's... This is to know and then send Dad. ”

The leader came up and hugged Dongdong, and finally returned Dongdong to Su Li because his mood was difficult to calm down.

Dongdong cried for ten minutes until he was too tired to fall asleep.

After falling asleep, he was still smoking.

Babyface and the others stood below, looking at Su Li, who was so thin that it seemed to fall when the wind blew under the heavy snow, her eyes were red and she was whimpering.

Listening to the cries of Dong Dong, and then looking at Wu Sheng's calm gaze on the statue, I felt that ten thousand arrows pierced my heart.

This scene is forever engraved in the minds of many people, and it has not been forgotten for a long, long time.

Unforgettable.

The baby face who finally fell asleep will always dream of this scene for a long time afterward.

Every time I see snow, I think of this scene.

Obviously, there are still so many worries, and there are so many people who are reluctant, why did the boss just leave.

The snow on this day was excessively heavy and excessively cold.

Cold into the bone marrow.

Su Li didn't know how she came to the cemetery with Dongdong in her arms.

It seems that it has only been a blink of an eye, and it seems that a century has passed, and she is standing in the cemetery with Dongdong in her arms.

Xiao Mo held Wu Sheng's portrait and stood next to her.

When Xiao Mo puts down Wu Sheng's portrait, the funeral will be completed.

Wu Sheng will be buried in the martyrs' cemetery and will be buried here forever.

Su Li looked at the photos and names on the tombstone and wept silently.

Wu Sheng..... It's been a month, why haven't you come back yet?

Why, haven't come back to prove that you're not dead?

You're really like that... Is it just gone?

Did you just leave me forever?

Su Li's world was silent, and she didn't hear any sound this day.

There was only the sound of fluttering snow falling.