"Tomorrow I will go to Lingxian County to guide the construction of a safe city, maybe I will go for a few days, I bought you something to eat in the past few days when I got off work just now, and put it in the refrigerator for you, and you will eat it hot when the time comes. [Ran^Text^Library] Tan Pingshan opened the refrigerator and put the cooked food he bought into the refrigerator, while explaining in detail.

"You are busy with your own business, don't worry so much about me, it's okay to eat by yourself." Hui Fen said softly, looking at Tan Pingshan distressedly, "You should pay more attention to your body, you have been dragged down by me in the past few years." ”

"Why do you say that, who is dragging down whom, I don't want to listen to such words." Tan Pingshan looked at his wife unhappily, and wanted to say something to his lips, so he changed the topic, "Shall we drink rice porridge at night?" ”

After getting his wife's approval, Tan Pingshan walked into the kitchen and began to prepare, going back and forth, although there was no eye contact, he always felt his wife's eyes watching with concern behind him. This has become a habit and dependence, and couples for many years no longer have so much heat and passion, and there are very few superfluous conversations, and some only have silent gaze and concern.

Although there is no too much inquiry, but the eyes reveal more worry and concern, his work, the troubles and confusion at work, and even the mood and emotions, are all she cares about and cares, and she also wants to know, but in order not to increase his troubles and unhappiness, any concern is hidden in the eyes of silent gaze, full of love and strong affection, no language, no need to interpret too much, just a knowing smile, a faint expression, will show decades of tacit understanding. There is no heat, but there is more understanding and indifference, which is the solemnity washed out by the years, and it is also the essence after washing away the lead. The tacit understanding formed over the years has been like this since Tan Pingshan was in the army, he didn't say that his wife rarely asked, it seemed that everything was judged in his language, he said it because he wanted her to know and share, and if he didn't say it, he didn't want her to worry or worry, in the long run, the exchange of words gave way to the gaze of eyes and gaze, and the interpretation only needed a smile and a pause.

Sometimes he deliberately avoided Tan Pingshan's gaze, which made Tan Pingshan's heart ache faintly. For so many years, his wife has gathered too many questions and inquiries in her heart, but she has not communicated and communicated well, which of course has the reason why it is inconvenient to talk about the troubles of work, but more is used to silence and patience, which makes him unwilling to show his mood and emotions too much, and also makes his wife more worried, and even worried. Especially after he was sick, he was silent a lot, it seemed that any problem was a drag and pressure on him, so Tan Pingshan often blamed himself, and wanted to communicate and talk with his wife well, and said all the unhappiness and thoughts that had accumulated in his heart over the years, but he didn't know how to say it, and it was even more difficult to face his wife's gentle smile and expression, it seemed that he couldn't say anything, and he didn't have to say it, his wife knew it, he understood, and even what he wanted to express, his wife also knew, which made him relieved. There is also more guilt, it seems that the wife tolerates everything, but keeps the pain to herself.

He wanted to make amends, but he didn't know how to make amends and what to compensate. After decades of married life, the hearts of two people seem to grow together, and many feelings and tacit understandings do not need words, so there is no need to explain, and some are just eye contact.

Soon made dinner, ate silently, and cleaned up quickly after the meal, after finishing the matter, Tan Pingshan proposed: "Let's go out for a walk, shall we?" ”

Huifen nodded silently, watching Tan Pingshan first move the wheelchair out of the door, and then come back to support her, slowly descending the stairs step by step, although it was slow, but still enjoyed the feeling of leaning on him. When I got downstairs, I helped her to sit in a wheelchair and walked slowly, aimlessly but very kindly, and didn't come back until very late, just silently watching TV and watching silently.

The next day, Tan Pingshan set off for Lingxian in the rain, which is not only the contact point for his party's style construction, but also a comprehensive pilot for safe construction. In the past few years, he has devoted a lot of effort to the establishment of a comprehensive linkage mechanism to explore a new social security control system for mass prevention and control. He could have waited for the rain to stop before going, but he was still worried about the situation, especially the weakness of the flood control facilities in Lingxian County. Ling County is located in the upper reaches of the Xiaoqing River, due to the control of the Xiaoqing River and the obstruction of several rubber dams, the water level of the Xiaoqing River rises, and the water flow is not smooth almost every year during the flood season, and the flood floods the county. Although it has been reflected many times, it has not attracted attention so far.

The heavy rain, which had already passed the flood season, formed a disaster in an instant after a short-term accumulation, and it was a sudden major flood that occurred once in a century, and the county seat and more than a dozen towns along the river suffered serious losses. In the face of the disaster, after Tan Pingshan arrived in the county seat, he made every effort to organize the county party committee and government to fight the flood and provide disaster relief, and coordinated the armed police force to rescue the disaster, and did not leave the scene for more than two days. While taking an assault boat to check the disaster, in order to rescue the people who had fallen into the water, he jumped into the flood and was finally swept away by the flood due to physical exhaustion. When he found him, he looked very peaceful, as if he had finally completed an urgent task and could take a good rest. It's just the trouser legs that are pulled up, and the mud spots on his body, and it clearly tells people what he is doing and what he is for.

Tan Pingshan died in the line of duty, and the bad news came, which was tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Qi Tianxiang was immediately stunned, and kept muttering: "How come, how come, how come?" "The big brother who was talking and laughing a few days ago, how could he not have it?

The deeds shocked the whole province, and the secretary of the provincial party committee personally attended the memorial service, and instructed to start the province's propaganda and public opinion tools, and vigorously promote the noble spirit of Tan Pingshan who sacrificed his life and forgot his life for the interests of the people and dared to take responsibility.

Tan Pingshan's cemetery is selected on the second-story pedestal of the innermost hillside of the cemetery, where you can overlook the large cemetery square in front of you, as well as the cemeteries hidden in the pine and cypress. This is the largest cemetery in Qinghe City, and it is also a memorial cemetery established to commemorate the martyrs who sacrificed their lives in the liberation of Qinghe. Monuments, sculptures, squares, exhibition halls, and cemeteries together form a solemn whole, and they are also the base for the education of Qinghe revolutionary history and patriotism. Tan Pingshan's loyal soul into the cemetery is almost undisputed, and in just a few days to complete the martyr declaration work, the black marble tombstone is the vigorous and powerful "Tan Pingshan Martyrs' Tomb" gilded characters, the name above is a never-old, always looking straight ahead of the photo, quietly, silently looking at the cemetery, looking into the distance.

The main leaders of the province and city all participated in the ceremony of placing Tan Pingshan's ashes, and the provincial and municipal media reporters, Tan Pingshan's comrades-in-arms, enterprises and units that had worked before, and many people spontaneously participated in the final farewell ceremony, which was simple and grand. He spoke highly of Tan Pingshan's bright and upright life, as well as his noble quality of sacrificing for the interests of the people.

After the ceremony, when the cemetery was finally cleaned and organized, facing the tombstone hidden in the flowers and Tan Pingshan's posthumous photo, Yan Yong gently sang the song "Blood-stained Style" that he and Tan Pingshan loved very much. The singing echoed over the empty cemetery for a long time. This is a song that belongs to their passionate years, remembering their youth, their dedication, their sacrifice, and now they use this song to bid farewell to heroes and farewell to which passionate and glorious era.

Yan Yong also planned to take Huifen's sister-in-law away this time, he had already greeted Hongxia and got her approval, he felt that Tan Pingshan was gone, and his sister-in-law and Xiaomei should be taken care of by him, there was no reason, just like when the eldest brother carried him back to the army.

But he was rejected by Hao Han, our own heroes of Qinghe, we Qinghe also have the ability to take care of his relatives, because we are his relatives, and we have already completed the admission procedures for Huifen's sister-in-law to the rehabilitation center, and soon Huifen's sister-in-law will be able to be with Xiaomei.

When Yan Yong left Qinghe, he made a special trip to the detention center to visit Qian Xiangzhong, after all, he was his old leader, and after all, he gave him support on the road.

The days of waiting for the verdict to be handed down are long and difficult. Qian Xiangzhong's hair was already completely white, sparsely concealing his bald head, and his haggard demeanor was embarrassing. looked at Yan Yong, but he couldn't say a complete sentence with a trembling mouth, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled violently. According to the cadres and police officers in the detention center, Qian Xiangzhong now washes his face with tears every day, often muttering to himself, not knowing what to say, and looking at the wall in a daze from time to time. The past has become a cloud of smoke, and all that can be reminiscent is the vague beauty, after all, everything that was past is the past.

Yan Yong still looked back frequently when he left, he firmly believed that for Qian Xiangzhong, the remorse and pain after all his thoughts were disillusioned was enough to make him heartbroken, and his heart would not necessarily die if he was broken, but he would definitely die rather than die