When everyone got out of the car and entered the cemetery, they saw a ruined wall, which was densely covered with hundreds of tombs, and many of the tombstones had been broken and scattered to the ground. After nearly 30 years of wind and rain, the words on the tombstone have faded, and the words "the tomb of the 88th Division XX of the Late National ** Army" and "the tomb of the XX of the New Fourth Army of the Late National ** Army" can be faintly seen.

These are the cemeteries built by the local overseas Chinese in Rabul for the martyrs who died in other places during the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, and most of the positions and names of the tomb owners are clearly written during their lifetimes, in addition to the soldiers, there are dozens of tombs whose owners are just ordinary people who were captured by the Japanese army from the mainland to do coolies.

Along with the group, there was also a feng shui master of the fairy wind and bones, he took out the compass and calculated for a long time, and determined that the next day was the auspicious time for the grave.

At the moment, the people found the fallen and broken tombstones one by one, re-placed them, and the special personnel made a book to record the detailed list. At the same time, reporters took pictures one after another and began to interview some of the local overseas Chinese in the past.

After a long day's work, all but the owners of more than a dozen graves could not be identified, all of them were registered.

As a result of the volcanic eruption, the whole of Rapur has been destroyed, and the locals have long since moved elsewhere, and there is no place to stay nearby. The journey was too far, so everyone had to take out the tents they had brought and camp in the wilderness, and the next day they got up early the next day, and after placing melon and fruit offerings, the feng shui master began to direct the grave up.

It is best not to move the grave more than noon, so as not to be injured by yang energy in the accident of the deceased. But there are more than 600 tombs, and you can't get up in a morning, so you can't be so particular. At noon, after everyone finished eating, the feng shui master looked at the time and asked everyone to continue to work, covering the acupoints with black cloth to block the invasion of yang energy.

They were busy until the evening, when everyone rushed to work with flashlights, and even the reporters joined in in the afternoon, and finally all the bones were picked up.

Having a hasty dinner by the light of the flashlight, Wang Zijun sat in front of the tent, looking at the barren cemetery, except for the occasional person talking, it was quiet all around, and the chirping of insects came from time to time in the grass.

The sound of footsteps around him sounded, Wang Zijun looked back and said with a smile: "Hasn't He Lao rested yet?" This place is very humid, so watch out for your body. ”

He Yingqin walked to Wang Zijun and sat down, and said with a smile: "My body is not old enough to decay to that extent. ”

"Your sword is not old, I am too worried." Wang Zijun asked, "Old He, please go back to see these bones, where are they buried?" Especially the remains of these soldiers of the New Fourth Army. ”

He Yingqin said with a smile: "The New Fourth Army is naturally transported back to the mainland, and Jianfeng still has this measure." ”

Jianfeng is Jiang Jingguo's word, He Yingqin's tone must be a little bit of relying on the old and selling the old.

As a matter of fact, last year was the most harmonious year for cross-strait relations in so many years. At the beginning of the year, when Chiang Kai-shek was dying, he invited Taizu or the premier to Taiwan to discuss the important matter of peaceful reunification, and Taizu was very interested in this, but unfortunately he and the premier were both ill, and at that time he was going to let Deng Gong, who had just returned, come to Taiwan for discussion.

It is a pity that before the Duke of Deng could make the trip, Chiang Kai-shek hung up, and Chiang Ching-kuo came to power, in order to show that he was orthodox, and the propaganda slogan vigorously advocated inheriting the will of the former president and attacking the mainland. The indefinite shelving of the peace talks is a chok.

At the last moment, the old people on both sides of the strait were most worried about the issue of reunification; after Premier Zhou's death a few days ago, the ashes were placed overnight in the Taiwan Hall before they were scattered into the rivers, lakes, and seas.

Taizu probably also knew that his time was short, and he saw many things, and began to take care of the aftermath. In recent years, efforts have been made to improve cross-strait relations, encourage cross-strait nongovernmental exchanges, invite Taiwan athletes to compete on the mainland on many occasions, and at the same time begin to grant amnesty to Kuomintang personnel detained on the mainland. In 1975, in accordance with Taizu's instructions, the mainland's judicial organs granted amnesty to 293 Kuomintang war criminals, 95 Mei-Chiang agents, and 49 armed spy crews. Former Kuomintang party, government, and military special personnel at and above the county and regimental level, who were able to work, were able to arrange work, and those who could not work were raised, and those who were willing to go to Taiwan were willing to pay for their journey. Taizu on the sickbed, at the last moment of his life, tried his best to explain to history.

Chiang Ching-kuo saw the mainland's goodwill in his heart, and naturally understood it, and even the living people on the other side were willing to be released, and the bones of these New Fourth Army soldiers would naturally be arranged to be sent back to the mainland.

Wang Zijun asked in a joking tone: "He Lao has been going back to the mainland for so many years?" ”…,

The reason why Wang Zijun dared to ask this question was because he got along for many days, and he found that although He Yingqin was instinctively pretentious, when he got old, he was in an idle position, in fact, he talked and did things very casually, and he would not give Wang Zijun any hat because of this kind of conversation.

"Why don't you want to?" He Yingqin said with a smile, "You young generation can't understand the thoughts of the previous generation at all, who of these old people in Taiwan doesn't want to go back?" ”

He Yingqin suddenly remembered the situation two years ago, when he and Gu Zhu stood on Kinmen Island and looked at the mainland for a long time.

"Yes, the fox dies on the hill, and the leaves fall back to the roots." Wang Zijun couldn't help but sigh.

He Yingqin looked at Wang Zijun with a smile and said, "You are a young man who is a little interesting, and he is incompatible with his peers. Do you know? Last year, you wrote an article in support of Jianfeng, and many elderly people were very interested in you, and they studied your resume, and the more they studied, the more surprising they became. ”

Wang Zijun said: "Don't hide it from you, my father taught me, I am a hairy boy, how could I think of this?" ”

"You don't have to pretend in front of me, I don't have any other abilities, I can still see people and understand. Just like when you went to the grave today, your respect for the bones of those martyrs was not pretended, and you treated our soldiers and the New Fourth Army equally. Unlike others, many of the accompanying volunteers were completely perfunctory to the remains of the New Fourth Army. Your impression of the Communist Party must be very good," He Yingqin saw Wang Zijun's face change slightly, and said with a smile, "This time to send the remains of the New Fourth Army back to the mainland, you will definitely need someone to be a representative, but you don't have to think about it." Your fame among the people is too great for you to go. ”

Wang Zijun felt a chill in his heart, daring to feel that his every move today was watched by this old fox. He Lao said with a wry smile: "He Lao, I joined the Kuomintang, how can I have a good impression of the Communist Party, you must have seen it wrong." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's wrong, I'm an idler anyway." He Yingqin said, "If you have time in the future, you will come to play ball with the old man and me, as for the Chinese Scout Association, if you like to come, I will not force you." ”

Wang Zijun said: "Okay, I will ask You to play golf in the future, but my golf skills are too poor, you have to let me do it." ”

"Little pony spirit," He Yingqin scolded with a smile.

It was very troublesome to take these bones out of the customs and return to the country, but fortunately, the Taiwan authorities were responsible for contacting them. When they went back, they took the waterway and returned to Taiwan after a few days.

When Wang Zijun and others returned with the urns of hundreds of martyrs, many people had already come to greet them on the dock, either spontaneously or organized by the authorities.

The authorities also took advantage of this to vigorously publicize and fiercely praised the deeds of the Kuomintang in the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, and said that they would not forget the achievements of their predecessors and protect the bones of these martyrs. Among them, the remains of 800 heroes and martyrs of the Burma Expeditionary Force were buried in Taoyuan, and when they were buried, Chiang Ching-kuo personally came to dig up the soil and delivered a touching and passionate speech, saying in front of countless reporters: "The grievances between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party will not implicate these martyrs, and the New Fourth Army has made meritorious contributions in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and their remains will be sent back to the mainland." ”

The Taiwan media praised this greatly, saying that Chiang Ching-kuo was magnanimous and magnanimous, regardless of his previous suspicions. The Hong Kong media is similar, but the focus is on the process of Wang Zijun and his entourage's operation, especially those entertainment gossip media, which put the photo of Wang Zijun personally carrying the coffin in Rabul on the cover, praising the patriotic artist.

On January 28, 1976, on the eve of the Spring Festival, the remains of more than 100 martyrs of the New Fourth Army were sent back to the mainland through secret channels.

The mainland is still immersed in the grief of Premier Zhou's death, and this is transported back by the Kuomintang, so it did not publicize this matter, but buried the bones of these martyrs in a very low-key manner.

Yonghe's hometown, because he was waiting for Wang Zijun to come back, he didn't start sending the stove god until the New Year today.

After setting up the sacrifices, everyone knelt down and kowtowed, and the ten catties who could already run all over the ground always wanted to grab the maltose on the altar, and he was beaten by his father a few times before he became honest.

After sending off the stove god, Wu Xiaozhen and Lin Qingxia were busy making rice balls, while Wang Xianzhi took his two sons to hang lanterns and clean the house, asking them about their situation while doing things.

"Zijun, you have been mediocre for a few years, but this time you have finally done something useful." Wang Xianzhi praised his youngest son rarely, "Said, we or old guys are all a life picked up from the battlefield." This time, please return the bones of your comrades, you did a good job. ”…,

Wang Zijun said with a smile: "That's it, I'm your son, of course I want to inherit your legacy." ”

"Say you're fat and you're still panting, and you can't talk to your old man." Wang Xianzhi laughed and scolded.

Wang Zirong said: "Zijun has done a lot of great things, and President Jiang personally praised him this time, and he was awarded a medal by the Ministry of National Defense. ”

"You're embarrassed to say." Wang Xianzhi said, "Your Bamboo Union Gang is getting more and more uncomfortable, do you want to be Taiwan's Du Yuesheng?" Let me tell you, while you stop, none of the underworld will end well. ”

"Dad, I know." Wang Zirong hung his head. In accordance with the strategy proposed by Zhang Anle, he has now swept away all the small gangs in the counties and cities in northern Taiwan except for the territory of the Four Seas Gang, and the power of the Bamboo Union Gang has developed rapidly. However, during this period, the number of crime cases in these areas has also increased, and it has also attracted the attention of all sectors of society. Some of them did not like it, and even said that they would ban all gang organizations on the island and restore social stability. Under the pressure of public opinion, the authorities had no choice but to launch a large-scale anti-gang operation.

If Wang Zirong wants to pacify and stabilize these newly acquired territories, it will take at least half a year to a year, which can only be done under the premise that the Four Seas Gang can't make trouble.

In the evening, the whole family sits together and eats rice balls, laughing constantly, and trying to have a good time.

However, the atmosphere in Lin Fengjiao's house was a little solidified.

Just this afternoon, Lin Fengjiao, who had been "studying" in the United States for a year, suddenly came back, and she also brought a son who was almost a year old.

This surprised Lin Fengjiao's parents, especially Lin's father, who was born in a literati, and almost swept his daughter out of the house.

Father Lin was afraid of being embarrassed, so when his daughter arrived in the house, he yelled with a dark face: "You shameless disobedience, you have been thrown home, you kneel down for me"

Lin Fengjiao was yelled at by her father, although she had been prepared, she was also scared and trembled. She fought hard, handed her son over to his mother, and knelt on the ground with her head bowed.

As soon as Father Lin saw that the baby was angry, he didn't fight, and asked, "Say, whose wild species is this?" ”

"Wow woo woo ......" The child was frightened by Father Lin's roar and cried loudly.

"Oh, good, good grandson, don't cry, don't cry......" Although Mother Lin was also very angry with her daughter's behavior, she also liked the grandson in her arms very much, and between her eyebrows and eyes, there were some shadows of her daughter's childhood.

Lin Fengjiao looked up at her father and said, "The child's name is Wang Shuyi." ”

"Surname Wang?" Father Lin and Mother Lin looked at the child together, and sure enough, there were some places that looked very similar to Wang Zijun, where else did they not understand.

"This bastard" Father Lin was full of anger, his daughter actually gave birth to a son with a married man, and he lost his old face when it was rumored. I was going to rush out of the door and find Wang Zijun to understand

"Dad" Lin Fengjiao, who was kneeling on the ground, hugged his father's leg and didn't let him go, and said, "I don't blame him for this, I seduced him." ”

Lin's father was born in a literati, his physique was already weak, and he had been sick for a long time, so he couldn't break free after being pulled by his daughter's legs, so he could only point at Lin Fengjiao angrily and said, "You, you, you...... The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate."

Saying that, Father Lin actually beat his chest and cried.

Lin Fengjiao's younger brothers and sisters were hiding inside, opening a crack in the door and looking out, they didn't know how to persuade this kind of thing.

Mother Lin said: "Feng Jiao, why are you so confused. This woman has children before marriage, and her whole life will be ruined, how will you live in the future? ”

Lin Fengjiao said: "Mom, I want to have a child by myself, I don't get married, I will follow him in the future." ”

"You ......" Father Lin heard the woman's words, and he was so angry that his chest was tight and short of breath, and his blood surged up, and he fainted directly.

"Dad"

"Old man"

The family was frightened, and they gathered around, and Mother Lin pinched her husband's people, and after a few seconds, Father Lin relieved himself.

Lin Fengjiao looked at her father's haggard appearance, and regretted that she came back rashly this time. First, she missed her family, and secondly, she felt that sooner or later she would have to let them know about it, so she secretly came back from the United States for the New Year. I didn't expect my father's reaction to be so big, and he actually fainted directly.

"I carried my dad to the hospital." Brother Lin Yongsheng said.

"It's okay, I'll take a moment." Father Lin waved his hand and said, he is a person who wants to save face, this kind of thing doesn't want to make trouble, the less people know, the better.

Lin Yongsheng is already a teenager, although he is still a little playful, but now his father is very angry, as the male of the family, he feels that he should come out to speak. …,

"Sister, if you sacrifice like this, it's too cheap for him," Lin Yongsheng said. Wang Zijun has always been good to Lin Yongsheng because of Lin Fengjiao's relationship, and he is simply treated as a younger brother, so Lin Yongsheng has always liked Wang Zijun very much. But when encountering this kind of thing, Lin Yongsheng's good impression of Wang Zijun was mostly gone, and he only felt that he was a negative man who deceived his sister's feelings.

Lin Fengjiao only regarded her younger brother as a child and said, "Yongsheng, don't worry about this." ”

"No, I'm going to find him to theorize," Lin Yongsheng said in a negative air.

"Stop" Lin Fengjiao, who was gentle and lovely in front of Wang Zijun, suddenly shouted, with a will that could not be disobeyed in her tone, "What's the matter with you, go back to the room"

In the past, Lin's father was sick and couldn't work, and Lin's mother was a traditional woman who had no opinions, and Lin Fengjiao was in charge of many things in the family. Therefore, for younger brothers and sisters, it is called the eldest sister as a mother, and its majesty is not lower than that of the father. As soon as Lin Fengjiao spoke, Lin Yongsheng immediately stood still, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, thinking about the day when he would privately teach Wang Zijun a lesson.

Lin Fengjiao? imgsrc=http://www.wcxiaoshuo.com/SSS/fmgeyimehid.jpg> media: Mei 11. imgsrc=http://www.wcxiaoshuo.com/sss/fmgeyimehid.jpg> shouted out, and only Lin Fengjiao's mother and son and her parents were left in the room.

"Dad, you extinguish the fire." Lin Fengjiao held his father's chest to help him calm down.

"It's good to be angry with you," Father Lin gasped.

After Mother Lin put the crying child in her arms to sleep, she said, "Feng Jiao, it's not a way for you to go on like this. Or mom will find someone to help you introduce one, with your talent, although with children, there will definitely be good men who want you. ”

"Mom, don't worry about it, I'm doing well now." Lin Fengjiao said.

"You are young now, and you won't know until you're old," Lin Mu said, "Even if that Wang Zijun is good to you now." But you don't have a name, ten or twenty years later, you will become a yellow-faced woman, will he look at you again? When the time comes, who will you live with? ”

"No, Zijun is not such a person." Mother Lin's words hit Lin Fengjiao's weakness, and although Lin Fengjiao's tone was affirmative, it was somewhat self-comforting.

Father Lin said angrily: "Feng Jiao, you are quite assertive child, why are you so confused about this?"

Seeing that the second elder strongly objected, Lin Fengjiao gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't agree, I will go back to the United States immediately to save you from being angry." ”

"You...... Hey, how did I give birth to your daughter" Father Lin knew his daughter's hard temper, and he could do it, so he had to sigh.

Mother Lin has always been an unassertive woman, and she can only be in a hurry at this time, not knowing what to do.

The three of them were silent for a while, and Father Lin knew that this matter was irreparable, and said to his wife, "Give me the child." ”

"Here, be careful." Lin Mu said.

Father Lin hugged the child, and loved and hated this grandson, but the love accounted for most of it, and he said: "Tell the man surnamed Wang, this child has to change his name, and the surname Lin Unless he divorces and marries you, don't want to follow his surname." ”

Lin Fengjiao was embarrassed for a while. His child Wang Zijun's father has seen it, and he likes it like a baby, even if Wang Zijun agrees, his father will not agree.

Lin Fengjiao whispered: "Dad, why don't I have another one with Zijun, and follow our family surname Lin." ”

Giving birth to another one?

When Father Lin heard this, he was so angry that he almost threw the child to the ......ground.