Chapter 248: Goodbye, Mom (2nd Watch)

Outside the window, the east wants to know, summer slowly opened his eyes, touched the position next to him with his hand, but the cold heart did not fly, but sank, and the dim light of the bedroom shone all night.

Summer got up and put on a coat and got out of bed, and as soon as I left the warm bed, I felt a cool breeze seeping through the balcony.

Ye Boxuan didn't sleep all night. first patted his daughter-in-law, watched Summer close his eyes and fall asleep, and then got up and went downstairs to accompany his father to continue kneeling.

Later, my grandfather came, and when he saw his father holding his grandfather's hand, he cried, leaving room for them to go upstairs.

Summer tightened his coat, and when he walked to the balcony, he was completely awakened by the cold air:

"You haven't slept all night? Still smoking these cigarettes? Summer's soft voice sounded, and Ye Boxuan realized it.

Ye Boxuan moved his legs, which were already standing a little numb, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Why did you get up so early?" Go back to sleep for a while. ”

After Ye Boxuan finished speaking, he went to drag Summer, Summer shook his head and refused, and stretched out his hand to stroke Ye Boxuan's stubble face: "You go and squint with me for a while, or I'll accompany you." ”

Summer's stubborn attitude and concerned expression are clear at a glance.

Ye Boxuan wanted to grin, but due to the lack of water during the actual combat exercise, his lips were chapped and unpresentable, and he bled when he moved.

"Okay, let's do it together."

Both of them knew that they wouldn't be able to sleep long if they lay down, so they simply hugged each other to keep warm.

Summer stroked Ye Boxuan's cheek inch by inch, and Ye Boxuan's rough big hand also rubbed Summer's back again and again.

"I'm not at home, are you afraid?"

Summer lay on Ye Boxuan's chest and shook his head. Then he said, "At first, I was worried about your situation. Later grandma ...... I'm starting to worry about ...... after you know."

Ye Boxuan closed his eyes and recuperated. muttered a vague "Good girl." ”

Summer knew that Ye Boxuan didn't sleep, he just didn't know how to express himself. He talks a lot when he is not serious, and when he really overthinks something, he doesn't speak anymore.

Summer hugged Ye Boxuan tightly in distress, and Ye Boxuan also hugged Summer tightly, absorbing the warmth that emanated from his heart.

The two of them leaned next to each other, ushering in the sun rising after the snow.

Summer only said one word, never spoke more, she didn't need to ask, she didn't need to communicate with him much. Because they understand each other.

"Bo Xuan. You see the sun rising as usual, we have to live in the moment, cherish the people in front of us, and then love hard and fiercely. It is not in vain that we came to the world and went around in circles. ”

Ye Boxuan covered his forehead with his arm. Squint and look out the window. He nodded his head and put Summer's head on his chin, and the voice that came from his chest was low and powerful:

"Bloody people. Comfort grandma's spirit in heaven with peace. She will know that I will keep the New Year for the motherland and add glory to her. ”

According to folk customs, the daughters and daughters-in-law of the Ye family each carried a lantern, and the ceremony was presided over by the brother-in-law Zhang Jiahe.

In order to make it more convenient, all the ceremonies were held in the Ye family's old house, and the Ye family's relatives in various places also rushed over from other places one after another to send Zhen Yuxian's dead soul.

At ten points on the fifth watch, everyone in the Ye family came to the courtyard together, and Ye Zhiqing opened the door of the Ye family.

Ye Zhiqing faced the west and shouted with three completely different feelings of anticipation, loss, and heavy sadness: "Mom, come back." ”

Ye Boxuan stepped forward to support his father, who had half of the white hair overnight, and returned to the spirit.

Ye Zhiqing knelt down at the front, and the people of the Ye family who knelt down behind had already started crying, and they all knew that this was the last time they would cry bitterly......

Ye Zhiqing looked up at the posthumous photo, choked up, and slowly narrated in a pleading voice:

"Mom, you have helped so many hungry children in the countryside, you are kind to everyone around you, you are a person who has done a lot of good deeds, you have believed in Buddhism all your life, and your son believes that you must have gone to a beautiful place.

Maybe it's under the blue sky with the five-star red flag, probably in the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Wherever you go, watch from heaven and see how your son fulfills his vow. If there is an afterlife, Mom, please wait for me, I will also be your eldest son. Go today, and look forward to returning ......"

Ye Boxuan supported Ye Zhiqing, who was overly sad.

During the long night, everyone burned all the things that Zhen Yuxian used before her death, and whenever she threw a piece of clothing inside, Aunt Ye would say that it was her mother's favorite before her death.

In the cold winter, Ye Zhiqing, Ye Zhixing, Ye Zhixin, Ye Zhihua, Zhen Yuxian's four children sat together, and since they were children, they recalled the time when they had a mother bit by bit.

They talked about reminiscing about the days of grabbing food together, talking about how difficult and gluttonous those days were, and they could cry when they talked. Talking about the most difficult stage, I can cry while talking.

In the room that only belonged to four people, no one disturbed except for Song Yaping who sent water a few times.

In the summer, she was responsible for accompanying Ye Boting, and she was no longer as talkative as she was when she persuaded Ye Boxuan in the morning, but chattered with Ye Boting about the impression her grandmother gave her. The old man who released kindness to her with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, she will never forget for the rest of her life.

Ye Boting has not stopped crying since he came back as long as he opened his eyes, and he didn't talk about the big truth that Ye Boting knew in his heart in the summer.

Everyone knows that people can't be resurrected after death, and everyone knows that whoever dies in this world has to live well, and the pavilion needs an object to confide in, not a person to comfort.

As soon as the period of filial piety passed, Ye Boting returned to his post. And Ye Boxuan returned as early as after the seventh break.

This time, the whole regiment of the 142nd Regiment participated in the actual combat exercise, and he returned in a hurry because he had not written many work reports, and many follow-up things had not been arranged.

In the two days that Ye Boxuan was at home, due to the large number of relatives in the Ye family and the poor spirit of Ye Boting, in addition to sleeping in the same room with Song Yaping, he often got together with Summer, and was particularly dependent on Summer, so Ye Boxuan did not have the opportunity to talk to Summer more and ask for a few more words of concern.

The young couple made eye contact with each other in the gaze of each other. Ye Boxuan looked at the summer with a fragile waist, and suddenly understood that summer could also be his backbone and hold up a clear sky for him.

In the summer, when she had just found a sense of security for two days, she watched Ye Boxuan leave again, this time she didn't cry, she didn't feel too reluctant, she just persuaded herself that this was just a very common time in the next few decades, and she had to get used to it.

She suddenly understood, it turned out that this was the life of a military wife,

The so-called military wife means that no matter how many hardships life has given her, the letter she wrote to her husband was just that sentence: "The family is fine, don't read it." (To be continued......)

PS: It is a way of folklore for people who have died to return home after shouting three times on the seventh day. It is said that only the shouting on this day can be heard by the deceased. Since the customs vary from place to place, I will briefly mention it here.

The third watch time is 19:00 in the evening