On April 28, 1984, the Ye family looked the same as usual, but it looked so different.

Ye Zhiqing and other high-ranking generals had already arrived at the front-line headquarters.

That is, no one knows what is really happening at the front;

No one knows where Ye Boxuan is;

No one knows whether Ye Boxuan participated in this large-scale battle of pulling points;

No one knows whether he, Ye Boxuan, the stinky and arrogant man, are alive or sacrificed after this day's fierce battle.

……

The living room was on the radio, the TV was on, and everyone wanted to get more and more news about the front.

This also includes the Xia family.

Xia Aiguo, who was dressed in a suit, looked like he was farming a few years ago.

At that time, he was tired from working and had a back pain, so he had to squat at the door of the house, and he lied to his family and said, "Smoke a cigarette to relieve fatigue." In fact, his back hurt so much that he couldn't stand up, he wanted to stand, but he couldn't stand up, he was smoking slowly.

And now Xia Aiguo, who doesn't need to suffer from sin, has to slow down again today.

This time it wasn't his waist that hurt him, it was his heart that hurt him.

Xiao Mao looked at Xia Qiu who had no intention of reading, Xia Dong who was holding his chin at the desk and his eyes were empty, and the servants sitting on the kang with red circles under his eyes.

Listening to the radio, Xiao Mao said:

"Dad, we will make efforts to settle retired soldiers in the future."

Xia Aiguo replied: "How many years has this war been fought. I used 25 percent of Xia Muyuan's net profits for many years to build the army. ”

He had a soldier in his family, and he realized the true meaning of "soldier" more deeply than others.

On the radio: "...... Attack the main peak of the old mountain in 5 hours and 20 minutes...... The two main battalions advanced in the direction of Dongshan in Bahe-ri and occupied more than 10 enemy heights......"

"Bang", a crisp sound sounded, this is Song Yaping's third rice bowl that has been accidentally broken since the morning.

She was distraught, she didn't want to hear which one had won the battle! What does that have to do with her! She just wanted to know the list of casualties!

Song Yaping also knew that she was not in the right state, she took a few deep breaths before pretending to be calm and walked out of the kitchen, she smiled reluctantly at Grandpa Ye, who was silent about playing chess, and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, my hand is slipping. The years are safe. ”

Ye Zhixing, the second uncle, is in charge. A person who has been working all year round asked for leave when this period of time came, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, it's okay." ”

"Xu Qing! Don't sit there and make tea. It's a bit of a job in the eyes. Go help my sister-in-law! ”

Uncle Ye Zhihua also hurriedly called out to his wife. When shouting, he took advantage of everyone's inattention, and he winked at Xu Qing.

This family still needs Song Yaping to work, and there are three staff members. But she felt that she couldn't be idle, she was idle, and her heart ached.

Xu Qing is not convinced by anyone now, she admires summer.

The girl is not very old, but when something happens, she actually behaves more calmly than her sister-in-law.

Take the children, feed the sick old man Song, and then go back to the house and sit at the desk and write something.

Xu Qing knows that no one is more afraid of summer than summer, and no one can empathize with summer's heart.

Because she overheard the words of the old man Song persuaded the summer to do so:

"Grandpa, we close our ears and eyes, don't look, don't think, don't guess, don't listen, we wait for Bo Xuan to come back, this is the most meaningful way."

……

Next to Summer stood two beautiful children in plaid pajamas.

Xiao Wan'er asked, "Mom, what are you writing?" ”

Summer looked up at the window:

"Diary, diary for Dad, he has been by your side for the past few years, and he has been with you for several years......

During these days, he doesn't know what you have done, what you have eaten, and what you have learned, and he will not get used to it. I'll write it down and show it to him when he comes back. ”

The sound of noisy sniffing sounded, and Xiao Wan'er suddenly grinned and cried as she looked at the soft summer.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Summer put her arms around the two children one by one.

The fuss allowed snot and tears to drip onto the ground, and no matter how much Summer asked, he wouldn't answer.

He's so sad, he really misses his father.

Xiao Wan'er cried and blamed Summer:

"Mommy hates it! Daddy hates it too! A few years ago, my father wrote a diary saying that he wanted to show you, and now you write it to my father again.

Why do you have to write about us in a diary every few years, why can't you all be with us! ”

Song Yaping and Xu Qing rushed into the study, and Ye Zhixing and Ye Zhihua were still standing outside the door.

Song Yaping heard Xiao Wan'er crying loudly and questioning Summer's words, hugged her little granddaughter, and finally, finally cried.

Song Yaping no longer has the composure when Ye Boxuan was arguing about going to the battlefield a few years ago, and she is uneasy.

It's not just Song Yaping who is uneasy, the person who knows Ye Boxuan best will always be the one who holds him in his heart.

Grandpa Song was lying in the house, he was holding a pill.

Bo Xuan is not an ordinary commander, he hopes that he is an ordinary soldier, just follow orders.

His character, his ideals, his life's pursuit......

He will definitely rush to the battlefield, or if no one dares to stop him...... Old man Song was in tears.

Summer panicked and grabbed the commotion in Xu Qing's arms: "Son, son, you tell your mother, where is Dad's diary?" Did You Know? ”

Following the noisy fingers, Summer saw the abrupt shoebox on the bookshelf. Before she could see the handwriting, she was in tears.

Damn it!

She had long since changed her habit of not putting money in the shoebox, but he was still waiting for her to find out for herself.

Tears dripped on the letterhead:

“…… Mom misses you very much, and crying your nose is a very unproductive behavior. If you have something to talk about, you can't mess around!

If you do, I'll come back and buy you lots and lots of good things.

Noisy toys, small bowls of flower skirts, mom bought ten kinds for each of you.

In addition, you must listen to your father, and when your father has a different opinion with your grandmother and grandfather, remember to listen to your father! ”

……

There were many letters scattered on the bed, every letter, every word, and in the summer, I seemed to see the picture of Ye Boxuan taking the child to live in those two years.

She hugged Ye Boxuan's diary tightly, and when she finally had the courage to open it, the first page was Ye Boxuan's free and easy eight big characters:

"Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said."

Summer muttered with tears streaming down her face:

"Domineering, even confession is so domineering! Why don't you grow old with your son by the hand of your son...... Why do you even threaten me with a confession, threaten me that no matter how we get together and separate, I have already sworn to you......"

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Ye Boxuan looked at the mountains with an altitude of more than 1,200 meters, few roads and deep ditches, steep mountains, and many limestone karst caves.

The military doctor wanted to remind Ye Boxuan that the wound on his arm would be painful when treated, but when he looked up, he found that Ye Boxuan was as if he was unconscious.

Arriving at the designated place, Ye Boxuan personally led his troops to reconnoiter the enemy's situation and survey the road, but the enemy's cold guns caused many injuries in their reconnaissance team.

Ye Boxuan pursed his lips, he looked at the mountain, but his heart echoed the words of the leader when he went to the General Staff meeting:

"A large number of people were injured and separated due to command errors!"

He clenched his fists and let his freshly bandaged arm bleed again.

No way!

He has to personally survey many times, the terrain is too complicated, and there are so many "Shen Gang" and "Tong Haoran" under his subordinates, he has to be responsible for them, and he is the real tribute to the spirit of the martyrs! (To be continued.) )