Several children of the Zhang family's grandfather went in to talk to the old man, and after a while, the uncle came out with red eyes and informed all the people waiting outside, "Pack up, let's go down and take a family photo." ”

Zhang's grandfather was very stubborn, originally the uncle didn't agree with him going downstairs, but he really wanted to take a photo, and it was the same to take a photo in the ward in several waves, and then edit it together in the later stage.

But the old man disagreed, insisted on going downstairs to take pictures, the juniors had no choice but to dress the old man, move the old man to a wheelchair, cover him with a thick blanket to keep warm, and several people carefully pushed him downstairs.

It's already 10 o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature is a few degrees higher, and the sun is even more dazzling.

The small garden was empty, with no flowers or grass, and the landscape trees were bare, revealing their decadent colors.

A large group of people, centered on the elderly, gathered together to create a precious photo with the rare blue sky of Kyoto as the background.

"Someone in the back row blinked just now, let's have another one", the professional photographer invited by the second uncle of the Zhang family said loudly, so that the people who wanted to disperse gathered together again.

"Hey, tuck the old man's blanket and make sure that the hem of his clothes is exposed or not," the photographer commanded.

Zhang Caiwei and Zhang's grandmother happened to squat beside the old man on the left and right, and hurriedly arranged the blanket according to the photographer's request.

But as soon as Zhang Caiwei lifted the blanket, the old man's hand slid lifelessly from his thigh, and the two sisters called the old man several times, but there was no response.

The crowd suddenly stirred, and the doctor who followed him hurriedly came over to check the old man's vital signs. In the end, he shook his head regretfully and said nothing.

The cries and calls drowned out all the sounds, and the grandmother of the Zhang family couldn't stand the blow and fainted. Everyone was in a state of panic and mourning.

That Chunxiao also cried, holding Li Yixiu's small body, lying on Li Shengwei's broad shoulders, crying like a child.

Li Shengwei held Li Yixin in one hand, and his wife who was crying until he couldn't help himself with the other arm, and he also had to take care of Li Yixiu in his wife's arms, and his tears couldn't help falling.

He cried very forbearingly. Tears fell line by line, but there was no sound.

Yixin and Yixiu didn't know what was going on, but they just saw that their parents were crying. The grandparents in the distance were also crying, and the people they didn't know were crying, and they also began to grieve and shed tears.

Zhang's grandfather's funeral was very grand. Grand but not extravagant.

At the memorial service. The old man lay quietly in a coffin surrounded by flowers, covered with a brightly colored national flag, and one after another big figures who usually only saw it on the television news came to mourn, and reporters from major newspapers and staff of mainstream television stations recorded the entire ceremony.

Na Chunxiao stood at the end of the family crowd, dressed in a straight military uniform, and made corresponding movements according to the instructions of the master of ceremonies.

Li Yixin and Li Yixiu, the two little guys, each wore a small black suit, standing beside that Chunxiao in a regular manner, quietly and not making a fuss at all.

The two of them were the youngest members of the group. In addition, standing next to him was Na Chunxiao in military uniform, although standing at the back. But it's also very eye-catching.

At the end of the ceremony, the body of Zhang's grandfather was buried in the most famous cemetery in Kyoto, and those celebrities who had done their best for the country were laid to rest on the same land.

Coming out of the cemetery, everyone got into different cars and went to different places. After all, life is about moving forward, and it will not change because of the departure of any one person.

Li Shengwei hadn't been to the army for a few days, and there were already a lot of things waiting for him to do in the army, so he only hurriedly said a few words to Na Chunxiao and drove back to the army.

Zhang Caiwei and Li Tangchuan followed the eldest uncle and second uncle of the Zhang family back to the Zhang family's mansion, and there were some follow-up things for them to deal with.

Na Chunxiao hugged Li Yixin and Li Yixiu into the car and sat down, started the car to leave, and the window was suddenly knocked.

"Sister Qingyi, what's the matter?" Lowering the window, Na Chunxiao asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's nothing, I'll say goodbye to you", Zhang Qingyi's face was still stained with tears, her voice was hoarse and ugly, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she smiled reluctantly, "I'm going back to China, tonight's plane, I don't know when I will wait until I meet next time, and I will say goodbye to you." ”

Na Chunxiao was surprised, "Why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"It's been more than 20 days since I came back, and there are a lot of things waiting for us at home," Zhang Qingyi said helplessly.

Zhang Qingyi didn't even say a few words to Na Chunxiao, she was called away by her husband, they had to go back to pack their things first, and then go to the airport, and the time was also very rushed.

Na Chunxiao watched Zhang Qingyi walk away behind the tall exotic man, and finally started the car and left.

On the way back, Yixin and Yixiu sat in the back and talked to Na Chunxiao, who was very patient, and she would respond to them no matter what they said.

"Mom, grandpa is good-looking", Li Yixiu said suddenly.

Li Yixiu follows Li Yixin in everything, and Chunxiao also said to Li Shengwei earlier that he is afraid that this child will grow up like this, has no opinions, and has a weak personality.

Li Shengwei has no way to do this, he can't separate the two brothers. They can only comfort themselves that maybe it will be better to wait for the children to be older.

Like now, Li Yixiu took the initiative to provoke a topic, which is still rare in ordinary life, and Chunxiao was curious, so he asked, "Where is your great-grandfather good-looking?" ”

"The red quilt looks good", Li Yixiu tilted his head and replied.

Where is the red quilt, it is obviously the national flag.

Na Chunxiao was about to explain to him, but Li Yixiu said again: "I want to cover the red quilt." ”

That Chunxiao's heart twitched, and she almost parked the car directly in the middle of the road.

She glanced at her son in the rearview mirror, the milk doll who didn't know anything, tilted her head, and waited for her to answer.

But what should she say?

The person who can cover the "red quilt" is either a deceased with a high status like the grandfather of the Zhang family, or a martyr who sacrificed his life and property to save the lives and property of the people at a critical moment.

"I also want to cover the red quilt", Li Yixin on the side also scrambled to say.

The two little guys talked about where the "red quilt" was beautiful and danced, but Chunxiao couldn't interject.

The children are also very forgetful, and when they got home, they had already talked about whether to bathe the chestnuts tonight.

At night, Li Shengwei stayed in the army and couldn't come back, and after coaxing the two children to sleep, Na Chunxiao lay on the bed and thought about things. (To be continued......)

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